The technique Ye Lingchen used was the grappling hold of the Martial Fist!
He easily nullified Wu Yue's attacks and subdued him.
"This is the result of 11 years of training?!" Ye Lingchen asked Wu Yue, giving him a condescending look.
"I, I…" Wu Yue dejectedly, at a loss for words.
"Anyone else still unconvinced?" Ye Lingchen eyed the crowd. At that moment, those who were on the verge of challenging him went silent, avoiding Ye Lingchen's gaze.
"With that, you're already scared? Running away? Turns out it was praise to call you guys trash!" Ye Lingchen's expression turned serious.
"We are not trash!" shouted someone.
"We are not trash!"
This time, all fifteen roared in unison with a booming voice.
"At least there's still some fighting spirit!" Ye Lingchen nodded, "However this fighting spirit should not be spent on shouting. It should be used in training, and on the battlefield!"
