Outside the Military Pavilion, the capital of the Flame Empire, two teenagers stood opposite each other, making the final preparations before the duel.

"Mingyuan, the two of us have never dueled before, but you know my strength, can you easily win this time?" The person who spoke was Ye Gu, at this time, he was dressed in the special clothes of the soldiers of the imperial capital, his eyes were bright, and he stood tall and faced the young man in front of him.

And the young man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, revealed a determination in his eyes. At this time, he was wearing an ordinary empire-style coat, and his whole body was gray, without any gorgeous carving. Obviously, not like someone from inside the empire.

From a very young age, Yegu served the Empire, and this was naturally due to his strength.

However, even so, his heart did not despise Ye Mingyuan in front of him, he knew Ye Mingyuan's strength, and naturally knew that today's duel was bound to be a tough battle.

This duel is about Ye Mingyuan's stay and stay, less than two months away from Long Qing. He suddenly offered to leave, which really caused a huge problem for Ye Gu.

Therefore, Yegu needs to use the duel as a way to exercise the ancient rules of the empire.

"Ye Gu, how do you know that I can't do it, strength has always been relative, there is no absolute. It's as if the rules of the empire itself are survival of the fittest, and the decision of the strong determines the decision of the weak. And this time, if you win the duel, you have no right to interfere with my decision, and if you fail, I will leave you at your disposal. Ye Mingyuan said, assuming a fighting posture.

"Even if the duel itself takes the life of one side? haha, it's really an ancient rule of the Empire. Ye Gu added with a smile, and also put on a fighting posture.

In this duel, they were prepared to use pure magic source power, rather than any popular technological weapon.

Demonic source power is the only source of power in the magic field of this continent, which is generated in the depths of the universe and reproduces in any corner of the continent. In the Eastern Kingdom of the Flame Empire, there are not a few people who rely on and cultivate the power of the Demon Source.

"You promised me that if you lose, you must allow me to leave, and if I lose, I will stay here with you. Ye Mingyuan asked Ye Gu for a promise.

Subsequently, after getting Ye Gu's nod of promise, Ye Mingyuan was finally relieved, his peace of mind was just enough to make him use all his strength in this duel.

However, today's duel was different from the duel that people usually saw, after Ye Mingyuan and Ye Gu saluted each other, the time of the two of them became static as if someone had cast a spell.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour passed.

Originally, the Imperial non-commissioned officers who came to watch the battle around wanted to see a good fight, but when both sides of the duel were still in motion, they gradually lost their patience.

"Hit, hit!"

"Don't fight and don't tease us!"

"Hurry up, you won't be able to beat it!"

However, Ye Mingyuan and Ye Gu seemed to be surrounded by an invisible wall, completely ignoring the noise around them, and in their eyes, time was still in a static state.

The two are no strangers to fighting, and they also clearly know that the result of a fight is often drawn in an instant, and at this moment, the first to do it will inevitably suffer.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

When the two of them stood still, the dark clouds on the horizon gradually converged. Soon, this convergence turned into a few drops of rain, which turned into a downpour.

Raindrops gradually fell from the sky on Ye Mingyuan's slightly pale and immature face, but this face revealed firmness and caution all the time.

"The opportunity is here. Ye Mingyuan said, quickly twisted his body, and then released a demonic source force in his hand, with this demonic source power, he quickly rushed in the direction of Ye Gu.

Even though Ye Gu had already taken precautions, Ye Mingyuan's attack was not a sneak attack.

As Ye Mingyuan's fist rushed towards Ye Gu mixed with water, a barrier formed by water also appeared in front of Ye Gu, and at this moment, the vision behind the barrier began to become missing.

Ye Gu didn't think about it more, at the moment when Ye Mingyuan attacked, he just gathered the flame demon source power of his whole body to attack forward, in his thinking, this barrier could only give Ye Mingyuan some defense, and it would not strengthen his ability to attack, and this kind of attack with the strongest power concentrated on one point was the most effective way to attack at the moment.

Between the water and the flames, the two forces collided in the center of the field, and the splashes turned into water vapor, forming a thick fog.

In this violent dense fog, Ye Mingyuan used the water droplets to wantonly change his posture and the aura of the demonic source power, making it impossible for Ye Gu to figure out its direction at all.

"Is it here?" muttered to Ye Gu, shooting a flame towards the place where he felt.

After all, the restraint of the demonic source force is always overwhelming.

Before his flame left his body, it was quickly destroyed by the water droplets brought by Ye Mingyuan and dissipated under the steam.

However, he did not panic, years of experience told him that in this continent, the magic source power could not represent everything, and his fists and speed could still find opportunities to destroy the suppression brought by the water mist.

In his ears, there was also a subtle and imperceptible sound of water flowing at this time.

"This is it!" Ye Gu shouted, stretching out his fist and slamming it with all his might.

He counted the blow and didn't count it, and although his fist was powerful, it hit a cloud of liquid.

When the strength of his fist was exhausted, another fist with the same force struck him straight into the abdomen.

After only ten seconds, the mist finally lifted.

Behind Ye Mingyuan, Ye Gu fell to the ground holding his abdomen, his expression painful.

All of the above attacks do not exceed three seconds in total, and between those three seconds, the winner is decided.

"I lost, you won. Just six words later, Ye Gu struggled to hold his abdomen and got up, signaling to Ye Mingyuan to admit defeat.

However, Ye Mingyuan did not despise the defeated men in front of him, but hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Gu up, and carefully checked Ye Gu's injuries.

"How is it, is the injury serious?" Ye Mingyuan asked.

Ye Gu did not answer Ye Mingyuan, nor did he push his hand away, but let Ye Mingyuan help him, walked in this empty field, and walked back to the interior of the Imperial Military Pavilion.

"According to the agreement between you and the emperor, you can leave. But if you stay in Longqing, you will definitely see the most glorious moments of the empire, and the same is your glorious moment. Ye Gu persuaded with regret.

And the reluctance and pity on his face have not weakened in the slightest, after all, he is the losing side.

"The glory of the empire and my glory don't matter anymore, and the emperor can't give me what I'm looking for. By the way, it shouldn't be said, Long Qing will be related to dragons. Ye Mingyuan reminded in a low voice.

"If Long Qing is not related to dragons, what will it have to do with it?" Ye Gu said with a smile.

"You'll understand. Ye Mingyuan also smiled and gradually walked towards the interior of the military hall.

Seeing Ye Ming walk away, Ye Gu was silent for a long time, and only when the lights in the military pavilion were about to be completely extinguished and completely entered the night, he muttered: "You will never be able to escape from this thing." Forget it, here you go. ”

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The road to the Imperial Military Pavilion is very long, and every time Ye Mingyuan takes a step, a fragment of memory appears in front of him, however, in the past few years, the fragment of Ye Mingyuan's memory has never become complete.

Ye Mingyuan knew that he did not belong to this continent, and he also knew that his perception of life did not match the reality where he was. His life should have been more than thirty years, however, on this continent, he only had fifteen years of memory, and the other fifteen years must have come from another continent.

Therefore, he cannot hold any position in the Empire until his memories are stitched together, and until his power is retrieved.

Just as Ye Mingyuan was thinking, he had already walked the road of the Military Pavilion and walked to his room.

Without continuing to think too much, Ye Mingyuan pushed open the door and walked straight to the side of the bed and sat down cross-legged. Then, he emptied his body and spirit, gradually feeling and absorbing the demonic power around him. This way of cultivation has lasted for him for a whole ten years.

The aura of the demonic source force continued to hover around Ye Mingyuan, and at the same time, his surroundings also began to become silent. This silence directly pulled Ye Mingyuan's soul out of his body and flew into the depths of his memory fragments.

At this moment, Ye Mingyuan could clearly feel that his soul was being wrapped in a force, and this force gradually became intense, and at this time, Ye Mingyuan's eyes were full of white light.

However, after a moment of brilliance, the whiteness in front of Ye Mingyuan's eyes disappeared. His soul, at this time, accompanied by the world around him, first blurred, and then gradually became clear.

Fragments of memory were being put together in a way he had never seen before.