Hallowed Disciple of the Divine Path
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian looked at Sage Liuyun and saw him say with a smile, "If Palace Lord Ye wouldn't mind, please help me instruct these youngsters of the Nine State College, lest they are unaware that there are more powerful ones out there."
Upon hearing the words of Sage Liuyun, Ye Futian smiled and nodded. He got up and walked down the steps, his gaze falling upon Zhu Ya as he said, "If it's just a sparring session, then we won't go all out. There is no winning or losing, so don't take the outcome too seriously and let it affect your heart and mind."
Everyone who heard Ye Futian expressed an odd look because although he said that the outcome was unimportant, his tone obviously implied that Zhu Yan would lose, reminding him not to let the loss influence his heart.
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"Please," Zhu Yan said calmly to Ye Futian while he got up and came to the center of the stage, slightly releasing his aura.