Li Ziqi scanned the whole scene, snorting to herself, "Once Brother Tianlong grabs the first place in the Northwest Martial Arts Dao today, who would dare question him? The so-called Young Grandmaster is nothing but a joke!"
As Li Ziqi's gaze swept to a certain spot, she was suddenly taken aback.
Because she saw a familiar person: Ye Qingtian.
"Why is he here too?"
Li Ziqi was initially stunned, and then overwhelmed with joy.
This time Ling Tianlong doesn't even have to go to Jin City to teach him a lesson.
"Brother Tianlong, the person I told you about is here, that's him!"
Li Ziqi whispered to Ling Tianlong, pointing in the direction of Ye Qingtian.
Ling Tianlong lazily glanced at Ye Qingtian and smiled faintly, "Alright, after the martial arts conference ends, I'll personally meet him!"
With so many Martial Kings at the conference, how could Ling Tianlong see Ye Qingtian as worthy?
He wasn't even qualified for a second look.
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