Godly Talent Duplicate System

There are very few slots in the four subsidiary headquarter cities. However, there are too many slots in the white cloud headquarter city.    

Therefore, ninety percent of the freshmen all possess White Cloud Intermediate Cultivation Academy.    

But from the looks of it, the three subsidiary headquarter cities already belonged to Feng Yun.    

Ye Chen had also heard of Feng Yun's situation. His family was the famous Feng family in White Cloud Base, and his father was a general in the army.    

"Brother Ye, Sister Qianqian is in closed-door training. We can only look for you. You must come and stand up for us." Mu Hai complained to Ye Chen in tears.    

At this time, a student from the front and back crowd walked over. This student was very handsome, even somewhat similar to a prince from a fairy tale.    

He was none other than Feng Yun.    

The Two-star Martial Cultivator, a high level Cultivation Talent, an existence of the Medium Strength Talent.    

Feng Yun walked over with a dozen students supporting him. He smiled at Ye Chen.    

"Ye Chen, I'll give you a second chance. Join my Freshman Alliance. Otherwise, I'll beat you up once I see you!" Feng Yun arrogantly said to Ye Chen.    

Ye Chen laughed to himself. He was very clear about Feng Yun's goal. It was merely to unify the new students' courtyard. It was such a small goal.    

Originally, he didn't want to care much about Feng Yun, but since he was looking for trouble, then he wouldn't be able to achieve this small goal.    

"Hur hur."    

"What are you laughing at?"    

Seeing the smile on Ye Chen's face, Feng Yun was displeased.    

Ye Chen slightly nodded as he looked at the sky, and slowly said: "Do you know how high the sky is?"    

With that, he looked at the ground and continued, "Do you know how vast this place is?"    

Feng Yun was shocked for a moment, but when he regained his senses, he looked at Ye Chen with incomparable rage.    

"Ye Chen, then you're refusing a toast and eating a forfeit?"    

"So what if I am? Do you think you can bite me in broad daylight?"    

With that, Ye Chen left.    

Mu Hai and Yang Feng quickly followed.    

"Ye Chen, stop right there!"    

Feng Yun bellowed. He was already on the verge of going berserk.    

Ye Chen stopped when he heard that. He showed a side face and said lightly with a cold ray of light shooting out of his eyes:    

"What is it? Do you still want to fight me? "    

Feng Yun gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "That's right!"    

When his voice fell, Feng Yun raised his palm and roared:    

"Shadow Palm!"    

Shadow Palm.    

However, he had to hit him first.    

Ye Chen dodged the shadow palm formed from elemental energy.    

Then, he jumped out at an extremely fast speed, like a fierce tiger leaving the mountain.    

Feng Yun couldn't react in time. The punch hit his stomach and Feng Yun fell to the ground right away.    

Painful ~    

Feng Yun felt an unbearable pain and tears almost fell from his eyes.    

"Charge!" Feng Yun clenched his teeth and shouted.    

However, no one dared to go up.    

The matter of Ye Chen in Fighting Stadium had already spread throughout the entire freshmen courtyard. Who wasn't afraid of Ye Chen?    

Feng Yun saw that these students did not dare to go up and their faces were full of fear. He felt his vision turn dark and he fainted.    

"Brother Ye, you're too amazing."    

"Yeah, Brother Ye, from now on, I'm your team."    

Mu Hai and Yang Feng became Ye Chen's licking dogs.    

"Nothing impressive, just a Two-star Martial Cultivator." Ye Chen said slowly.    

Immediately, Ye Chen walked towards Cultivation Chamber.