You have a good chance, I accept it.

After listening to Ye Lin, Murong Hanxuan stood there, not knowing what to say. Finally, he spoke softly.

"Okay, but we can't do it here. The first thing to do is to lead her out. Now we don't know her. If we remove it rashly, it may backfire and arouse her vigilance."

Murong Hanxuan analyzed calmly.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Lin asked, looking at his palm.

While the two were talking, the big competition below had already begun, and countless disciples were fighting on the ring.

Suddenly, loud noises were heard, and various magics flew all over the sky, shining brightly, looking extremely dazzling.

"What I mean is, keep an eye on her first, and then find an opportunity. She can't stay out all her life."

Murong Hanxuan said calmly, and Ye Lin nodded in agreement. This woman has no chance in the near future.

Otherwise, if there is an opportunity from the outside world, it will be easy for him to take action.

The two watched the battle like this. As time passed, some famous disciples also began to go to the ring to participate in the battle.

"Look, it's Tang Qingru, the new disciple that the elder accepted a few days ago. Is she going to play?"

"Although I just saw her yesterday, I am still fascinated by Tang Qingru now. Tell me, why is there such a perfect woman in the world? Why?"

A disciple looked at Tang Qingru with a fascinated face.

However, his silly look caused the disciples around him to despise him, but they were not much better, and they looked at Tang Qingru with admiration in their eyes.

"Go and test her strength."

Ye Lin urged Murong Hanxuan.

"Just kidding, it's too rash to go up now. I'll find someone to keep an eye on her and leave."

Murong Hanxuan glared at Ye Lin and turned away. Looking at his back, Ye Lin's eyes flashed with sweat.

It seems that this guy has impure thoughts.

Ever since he told Murong Hanxuan the true identity of Tang Qingru, this guy's face has been wrong.

Although he hid well, how could he escape his eyes?

After thinking for a moment, Ye Lin stepped lightly onto the stage and looked at the young man opposite Tang Qingru. Ye Lin clasped his fists and bowed.

"Brother, I want to learn from Sister Tang's high skills. Please help me."

Listening to Ye Lin's words and seeing his sincere attitude, the young man nodded quickly.

"Okay, since I want to learn from Sister Tang's high skills, I can't refuse you. In this case, please go."

The young man turned and left after speaking, and Ye Lin just smiled lightly.

While chatting with Murong Hanxuan, this guy had won five games in a row, but the last one was also a miserable victory.

The moment he saw Tang Qingru, Ye Lin was very keenly aware of the panic in this guy's eyes.

So he concluded that this guy was definitely not Tang Qingru's opponent, but because of his face, he couldn't surrender directly, so he gave him a good reason to leave.

"Junior brother, please."

Tang Qingru looked at Ye Lin in surprise, and finally stretched out her left hand to Ye Lin, bowed and made a gesture of invitation.

The monks watching the battle all became very alert.

After all, it is rare to see Sister Tang fighting.

"Sister Tang, you are from the God Clan, right?"

Suddenly, a young man with a hint of teasing appeared in Tang Qingru's mind. Tang Qingru frowned and looked around. After seeing Ye Lin, who seemed to be smiling, her expression gradually became solemn.