In the sound of regret, Ye Qingtian stretched out his hand in Ye Fan’s direction.
“Ye Fan, right?”
“I am Ye Qingtian.”
“I punched it just now, it didn’t mean anything, I just wanted to test the true strength of our Chinese Junior Grandmaster.”
“It seems that you do have the power of a master.”
“In the land of China, there are younger talents like you, and the Chinese martial arts can be considered as successors.”
Ye Qingtian smiled calmly, amidst the laughter. Looking at Ye Fan’s gaze, he was also filled with gratification and appreciation, without any hostility.
Ye Fan was not a person with a small belly and chicken intestines. After learning that Ye Qingtian was not malicious, he happily stretched out his arm and shook hands with Ye Qingtian.
“The God of War is too good.”
“My results today are all by luck.” Ye Fan said modestly.
“Hey?” The “How can you say a fluke?”
“I, Ye Qingtian, can’t catch the punch just now, not by luck.”
The God of War laughed.
Afterwards, the God of War invited Ye Fan to go to the room.
“Brother Ye, you have such cultivation skills at a young age.”
“If you can teach disciples like you, the master must be a well-known figure in the martial arts world, right?”
“I don’t know Brother Ye, can you tell me the name of the teacher?”
In the room, the god of war made tea.
In front of him, the scent of tea was lingering, and the surging heat with the enticing fragrance of tea lingered in the nose.
The two were talking while drinking tea.
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: “The teacher is no more than a Nomura husband. He is unknown and not enough.”
Ye Fan naturally couldn’t tell Ye Qingtian his details.
Not to mention that Ye Qingtian is not credible, even if he is credible, Ye Fan will not reveal his life experience to him.
After all, it makes no sense.
It is nothing more than a few words of comfort and emotion.
What’s more, Ye Fan’s goal is too terrifying and grand.
Ye Fan dared to guarantee that if Ye Qingtian knew that his goal was to destroy the Chu family and make the people of the Chu family bow their heads, it would definitely be more shocked.
Even, he feels that he is overwhelming and seeking a dead end.
Therefore, since childhood, Ye Fan’s life experience and career have never been discussed with anyone.
His way can only go by himself.
No need, let others know.
Ye Qingtian naturally saw that Ye Fan didn’t want to reveal his identity as a teacher, so he didn’t ask any more.
Instead, he changed the subject and asked Ye Fan whether he was married or not.
After a brief greeting, Ye Qingtian finally stepped into the topic.
“Little brother Ye Fan, Huaxia Wushen Temple, you should know?”
Ye Fan nodded: “Yeah.”
“The Temple of Martial Arts is the supreme authority of the Chinese martial arts, and it governs the Chinese martial arts.”
“People of martial arts know it naturally.”
The God of War smiled, and continued to ask: “Well, are you interested in entering the Martial God Temple?”
“Although for so many years, only the titled Grandmaster can enter the Lord Martial God Temple.”
“But I can make an exception for you.”
The rules are set by people.
Perhaps, in Ye Qingtian’s view, Ye Fan today is not a titled grandmaster, but the value of a young grandmaster far exceeds the title.
What’s more, with Ye Fan’s talent, it was only a matter of time before stepping into the titled master.
Therefore, in order to draw Ye Fan into the Martial God Temple in advance, Ye Qingtian naturally didn’t care about the rules and irregularities, so he made an exception.
Ye Fan hadn’t spoken yet, and Lu Tianhe beside him was shocked.
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