I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

In the afternoon, the competition came to an end, and Long Tian won all the way to the end just like in the novel.

At first, some people said that he was lucky, then it turned out that his opponent made a mistake, and finally it was that he had five colors to build a foundation, and it was normal to win by leapfrogging three and four colors.

Ye Yong listened to the discussions around him and shook his head helplessly. This is how the protagonist is treated. No matter how good the protagonist is, someone will jump out to belittle the protagonist, suppress the protagonist's limelight, and create a feeling that the protagonist is actually not that good.

Change to Ye Yong? Others can't help but praise him to the sky, as if they wish he would be targeted and die as soon as possible.

Headache.

Ye Yong sighed silently.

"What's wrong?" Liang Xiaorou paid attention to the changes in Ye Yong's expression from time to time, and saw that he seemed a little sad at the moment: "Are you worried about Ye Mao?"

"Roughly the same."

"Are you so afraid of him causing trouble?"

"Absolutely. We can't let him ruin the Ye family's reputation." Ye Yong said with indignation.

"Shall I teach him a lesson?" Senior Sword Cultivator Sister You asked.

"Yeah, anyway, in the same hall, we can beat him at any time."

"I won't bother you, senior sisters." Ye Yong shook his head. It was always not safe to rely on others. Only by taking control himself can he change the trend in time: "I already have a plan."

"You can rely on us at any time, you're welcome."

"Yeah, there's no need to be too upset over a brainless clansman." This was said by Ye Mao's favorite sword cultivator sister.

Fortunately, Ye Mao was competing on the stage and couldn't hear it, otherwise his heart would be broken. However, from the corner of his eye, when he saw the senior sister approaching Ye Yong to talk, he still felt angry and felt like he was being cheated on one side.

He was distracted and was knocked off the stage by an opponent who was on the tenth level of foundation building. He lost the qualification to continue the challenge.

hateful! Ye Yong, wait for me!

Ye Mao's resentment towards Ye Yong increased again.

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In the evening, Long Tian became the more conspicuous one among the many disciples. He defeated the sixth level of Foundation Establishment with his third-level cultivation. If this happened to the young master of a big family, no one would be surprised, but Long Tian was joining Tianluo Zongqian was just a casual cultivator with no background.

Why is this achievement only the "more" conspicuous one? As mentioned before, there will always be passers-by who belittle the protagonist out of nowhere. The key is that the content of the disparagement is quite reasonable and well-founded. Most people will think so as soon as they hear it, so the protagonist will become the limelight, but not completely. .

If he were reading a novel, Ye Yong would definitely feel comfortable because the protagonist was showing off, and he would also feel unhappy with the passers-by who belittled the protagonist. He felt that they were looking down on others and wanted the protagonist to gain more limelight and block their mouths. .

But in reality, Ye Yong can only feel envious. Unlike him, even if he is in a daze without thinking about anything, people around him will think that he is thinking about the big event of wiping out the demon sect next time, and then he will brag about it and make rainbow farts.

Don’t you know that this kind of atmosphere can easily make people inflate and lose themselves, leading to accidents?

Fortunately, Ye Yong has read the novel and knows his own position well, otherwise he would really be led by others, thinking that he is great and the son of destiny, running to confront the protagonist, and ending in tragedy.

"The ability test competition for new disciples of Jiange Hall is over." With the steward's announcement, the competition for newcomers that lasted for two days came to an end.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Ye Yong suddenly shouted: "Ye Mao, stop right here."

If it were anyone else, it would definitely not attract much attention, but it was Ye Yong who shouted, so it was different.

Everyone stopped, wondering what was going on.

Ye Mao was stopped and couldn't help but froze, and then thought about what he had done. It seemed that he had not done anything. Could it be because he stared at Ye Yong a few times in the morning and was resented?

"What are you doing?" Ye Mao turned around and found Ye Yong walking straight towards him.

Bad feeling.

"This is the result of your practice in the two weeks since you entered the hall!?" Ye Yong came menacingly and seemed very unhappy.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Ye Mao's voice was much lower.

After taking the super-grade spirit-gathering pill given by Ye Yong, he broke through from the sixth level to the seventh level. He had just solidified his foundation two days ago. He was considered to be a solid seventh-level foundation-building expert. He was quite satisfied. Now being questioned by Ye Yong like this, he suddenly lost much confidence.

"This is a big problem!" Ye Yong looked like he just didn't understand: "Think carefully about the mistakes you made during the battle!"

Ye Maogui knew that, if he had to say it, he failed because the senior sister he liked got too close to Ye Yong, which distracted him.

But it was impossible for Ye Mao to say this, he hesitated. He was obviously older than Ye Yong in terms of age and seniority, but at this moment he was acting like a grandson.

"Let me answer what mistake you made."

Ye Yong had previously painted a painting for Qin Shimeng that contained the Yuanying Sword Intent. In order to draw the Yuanying Sword Intent, he first had to be able to comprehend the Yuanying Level Sword Intent. As for having a systematic store, this is not possible at all. Not difficult. His understanding of swords has already reached the level of Nascent Soul, like that of music and painting, and is higher than most of the monks present. He easily told all of Ye Mao's shortcomings in the competition.

When the two stewards of Jiange Hall heard this, their eyes suddenly flashed with light. Because Ye Mao is Ye Yong's cousin, they paid special attention to it. Some of the errors in the sword moves during the fight were exactly the same as what Ye Yong said now. To discover this, they believe that Ye Yong's understanding of swords has reached at least the middle stage of crystallization. You are so outstanding, why don't you come to our Jiange Hall?

Ye Mao was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. He recalled it, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. But being taught such a lesson by his cousin in public made him feel very embarrassed.

"Before joining the sect, I have obviously taught you many times!"

What did you teach? When was it taught? Ye Mao just wanted to speak, but when he looked up and saw Ye Yong's angry eyes, he didn't dare to speak.

"You call yourself a genius of the Ye family! You are at this level! You have wasted the cultivation of the elders of the Ye family!"

Ye Mao clenched his fists. If you scold me again, don't think that I dare not take action!

"Your grandpa has repeatedly told me to take good care of you. He wants you to become a dragon. But you don't care at all and don't reflect on your mistakes. Aren't you afraid that he will be sad?"

He also said you can beat me to death! Aren’t I sad?

Ye Mao clenched his fists tighter. If you scold me again, I will beat you!

However, Ye Yong continued to scold him several times, but Ye Mao made no other move except clenching his fists tightly, and did not even dare to refute.

Seeing that his anger had almost accumulated, Ye Yong pretended to sigh helplessly, and his tone softened a lot: "I'll give you a chance to challenge me. I won't use any spiritual power, just attack as you like. "

Hearing this, Ye Mao raised his head suddenly, his eyes almost falling out.

And such a good thing! ?

He wished he could tear Ye Yong apart now, but Ye Yong actually gave him a chance without using any cultivation skills. Isn't this the same as tying his own hands and letting others beat him casually?

"Are you telling the truth?" Ye Mao was overjoyed and suppressed the excitement in his words, for fear that Ye Yong would regret it.

"A gentleman's words are hard to chase." Ye Yong put his hands behind his back and walked onto the competition stage: "Come here."