"This guy is really early." Ye Hao shook his head and smiled. He then straightened his clothes and pushed open the door.

Seeing Ye Hao walk out alone, a smile appeared on Ye Ze's face, who was waiting outside. However, the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in a daze: "Ye Hao, you..." Your injury? "

Yesterday, he clearly saw Ye Hao limping and needing someone to support him. But after just one night, the former was able to walk on his own like a normal person. This made Ye Ze unable to think straight.

Ye Hao touched his nose and smiled, "I only recovered a little. I haven't completely recovered."

Hearing this, Ye Ze's face couldn't help but twitch. What do you mean by 'only recovered a little'? It had only been a night, how could he not be satisfied with being able to recover to such a state?

"The difference between this person and this person is truly great …" Ye Ze couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile. On the other hand, he looked at himself. His entire body was wrapped up in many places. He looked as miserable as he could get.

"Cough cough, let's go." Ye Hao didn't want to ask any more questions. He coughed lightly and walked towards the Martial Hall.

"..."

The Martial Hall could be said to be one of the main reasons why the Ye Clan had been standing strong in Black Lake City all these years. It was also the place that all the members of the Ye Clan yearned for in their dreams.

Because only those who entered the Martial Hall were able to receive important training from the clan. Some of the scarce cultivation resources and cultivation methods were also given priority to the Martial Hall disciples.

Of course, although the training conditions of the Martial Hall were tempting, it was still too difficult to enter. The number of people that could pass the Martial Hall's examination every year was not many in the large Ye Family.

And all of these people had extraordinary talents. They were ruthless characters that could not be compared with the ordinary disciples of their clan.

After entering the Martial Hall to train for a few years, these outstanding people of the Ye Family's younger generation would become the middle and upper echelons of the family in the future. It was also because of this new blood that the Ye Family was able to have a place in Black Lake City despite being weak in recent years.

Along the way, Ye Hao recalled all kinds of information about the Martial Hall, while Ye Ze's face was full of excitement and nervousness. He was very nervous, because he knew that under normal circumstances, with his body refining fourth level, it would be impossible for him to enter the Martial Hall.

Finally, after the two of them had walked for less than an hour, a black colored building appeared in front of them, giving off a solemn aura.

"Here... Is it the Martial Hall? " Ye Ze couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as he looked at the solemn and imposing building in front of him that was like a giant beast hibernating. Immediately after, his eyes lit up.

A strange look appeared in Ye Hao's eyes. The black coloured building in front of him was completely different from the other places in the Ye Family. It was completely silent and extremely solemn. Even the air in front of him seemed colder than the other places.

No ordinary clansmen were allowed to enter the Martial Hall. Therefore, the giant door that silently opened was cold and empty. Ye Hao's eyes turned around and looked at the huge black gold plaque hanging on the huge door, which had the words' Martial Hall 'carved on it in large, dark gold characters.

"Let's go."

Taking a light breath, Ye Hao took the first step and stepped into the huge door. Ye Ze followed behind him, full of curiosity as he looked around.

As they entered the Martial Hall, an icy cold aura blew across their faces. Soon after, a vast open space appeared before them. On the open space, a few youths were sitting cross-legged as they were cultivating. Waves of Spiritual Energy emitted out from their bodies.

As if he had sensed the arrival of the two, the young man closest to them slowly lifted his eyelids. He glanced at the two of them indifferently, and without concealing his disdain, he said coldly: "Where did this bastard come from? How dare he barge into the Martial Hall's important areas? Scram!"

As the youth's voice rang out, the rest of the crowd opened their eyes. The gazes they shot at the two were filled with condescending pride.

With their status as Martial Hall disciples, ordinary clansmen were nothing but mediocre people that they didn't even put in their eyes.

Even Ye Hao slightly frowned. However, he was too lazy to bother with them and looked towards the end of the open space, that magnificent pavilion, before he walked forward.

"You want to die?"

Seeing that Ye Hao ignored his words and still dared to take a step forward, the youth's expression suddenly turned cold. As he got up, a stream of Qi and blood mixed with spirit energy from Tempered Body 7th Layer suddenly burst out from his body.

"Use the f * ck off and disappear from my sight, otherwise …" "Don't blame me for crippling both your legs." The youth's eyes flashed with a dangerous light. The Martial Hall had forbidden ordinary clansmen to enter, so even if he had to break the young man's legs, the clan elders would not blame him.

"You don't know how to speak human language?" Looking at the young man in front of him, Ye Hao slightly squinted his eyes. His dark pupils also showed a cold look. If the young man had spoken more politely, he would have explained himself.

However, since the other party had already said the word "scram", then with the young man's arrogance, he naturally would not be so despicable as to fawn on him.

"Hehe, looks like after not going out for a period of time, these fellows in the clan are becoming more and more ignorant." The young man smiled, but the coldness in his eyes grew increasingly stronger as he stared at Ye Hao.

Ever since he entered the Martial Hall, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that to an ordinary disciple. At this moment, a trace of killing intent appeared in the youth's heart.

Just as the youth took a step forward and was about to make his move, an inexplicable sound suddenly rang out.

"You … is it Ye Hao? " Behind him, a youth with an arrogant expression stood up. He looked at Ye Hao's face and asked with interest.

"Ye Hao?"

"I remember now, it's the Patriarch's only grandson?"

"Hehe, so you are actually the trash of the Black Lake City, the Heaven's Pride."

These disciples of the Martial Hall were all older than Ye Hao. Ever since they entered the Martial Hall, they had focused on their cultivation and rarely paid attention to the trifling matters of the clan. Thus, they did not recognize Ye Hao immediately.

At this moment, the young man who was standing in front of him also frowned. If it was an ordinary clan member, he would naturally have attacked without any scruples. However, Ye Hao … After all, he was the only grandson of the clan leader.

Thinking up to here, he forcefully suppressed the killing intent in his heart and coldly snorted: "So it's you, trash. Why do you think you can use the name of the Patriarch to act so impudently in the Martial Hall? Today, I do want to teach your clan's rules in place of the clan leader. "

"Ye Xiao, you're wrong." The young man behind him spoke again. He scrutinized Ye Hao and said with a smile that was not a smile, "I have already heard that in this Martial Hall Competition, the two of them passed by virtue of their strength. The Second Elder personally bestowed the Martial Hall Medallion to them."

"What?!"

After saying this, the eyes of all the Martial Hall disciples present, including that young man named Ye Xiao, shrunk as they exclaimed in disbelief.

"He … Isn't it already crippled? "

"That's right, hasn't his cultivation realm regressed over the years, making him unable to cultivate? How can one pass the Martial Hall examination? "

As disciples of the Martial Hall, they naturally knew how difficult the Martial Hall's assessment was. Thus, when they heard that Ye Hao had passed the assessment with his strength, they were astonished.

"Yes, it is the Second Elder who has personally allowed us to enter the Martial Hall. We did not violate the clan rules." At this moment, Ye Ze also took out his martial arts token and showed it to them.

"It really is a Martial Hall Token!"

Seeing the token, the youths on the empty ground all stood up. Their faces revealed a strange expression as they sized up Ye Hao and Xiao Kun.

"You said just now that you wanted to teach my clan's rules on behalf of the clan?" At this moment, Ye Hao, who had been silent all this while, suddenly raised his eyelids. He stared at Ye Xiao coldly and asked, "Are you even worthy of that?"