Chapter 21: The Bitter Battle

Ye Yao and Dai Mubai returned to the stands, and Dai Mubai sighed softly.

"Tang San, the two of them are playing."

Ye Yao followed Dai Mubai's gaze, Tang San and Xiao Wu were facing two big men with casting hammers.

"Those two people are two strong attack system soul masters, and they have a natural disadvantage in the face of Xiao San, a control system soul master, and this one should be stable." The night shines on the road.

Sure enough, with Tang San's control soul skills and the cooperation with Xiao Wu, the two of them successfully suppressed the other side, and they were about to win.

Ye Yao just showed a hint of a smile, but as a result, the two people on the other side actually threw the hammer in their hands, and Tang San vomited blood and was injured in order to protect Xiao Wu.

It's over, I shouldn't have poisoned the milk, Ye Yao flashed this thought in his heart, and then he was a little worried about Tang San's injury.

"Xiao Wu, what is she going to do?" Dai Mubai suddenly whispered.

Ye Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had already shouted: "Xiao Wu, be merciful!" Seeing that Tang San was injured, Xiao Wu actually shot four sleeve arrows at the two people who couldn't move, and this was clearly aimed at the heads of the two people, with the power of the sleeve arrows, it was enough to penetrate their heads.

Although these two people injured Tang San, this was on the field after all, and they were only for self-protection, and their crimes would not lead to death. Ye Yao was too far away at this time to stop it, but fortunately, Tang San's eyes were quick and he took out four lancets to knock down the Hidden Arrow.

Looking at Tang San, who had stepped off the stage, Ye Yao asked with concern, "Little San, are you okay?" Tang San shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, just go back and breathe." Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then said helplessly: "Xiao Wu, you went too far just now." ”

Xiao Wu said angrily: "Who let them hurt Xiao San." ”

Ye Yao slapped his forehead, "Ouch, auntie, this is in the arena, you can't take someone's life like this." ”

Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue, and also realized that what she had done was a bit excessive, and hid behind Tang San and stopped talking.

Tang San hurriedly said, "It's okay, just don't be so radical next time." ”

Ye Yao said helplessly: "You just get used to her, junior." ”

Tang San pursed his lips secretly, who usually spoils this girl more, don't you have AC in your heart? If I had really trained Xiao Wu just now, then you wouldn't have drawn your sword and cut me.

"Ahem, Yeyao, it's time for you to fight one-on-one." Dai Mubai said suddenly.

After Ye Yao left, Dai Mubai saw the figure walking on the stage, and was shocked, "Ye Yao's opponent turned out to be him?" ”

Tang San frowned and said, "Mu Bai, is that person very strong?" ”

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly: "Very strong, that person ......"

The host shouted loudly: "Everyone should be familiar with the person standing on the stage now, he is Yang Jisheng Soul Venerable who has completed more than 1,000 games in the Soto Great Fighting Soul Arena, he is going to face the fledgling Ye Yao Soul Venerable, who will die in this game?" Let's wait and see. ”

Ye Yao was shocked when he walked on the fighting soul platform, more than a thousand fighting souls? Such a person may not have high soul power, but his combat awareness and skills are absolutely terrifying, which is even more terrifying than some people with stronger soul power.

Yang Jisheng is a middle-aged man who is slightly shabby, slightly thin, and has an ordinary and stiff face.

Iron spear, Ye Yao squinted slightly.

After the host announced the start, Ye Yao released the martial spirit as soon as possible, slammed his right foot on the ground, and his body ejected.

Yang Jisheng looked at Ye Yao, who was approaching rapidly, his face remained unchanged, and suddenly, in an instant, the iron spear in his hand leaned forward like a black poisonous dragon.

will be pierced! This thought flashed through Ye Yao's heart, and then he reluctantly used his sword to slightly deflect the trajectory of the iron spear, and the iron spear slashed across Ye Yao's waist, splashing a string of sparks when it touched the armor, Ye Yao's body trembled, and he hurriedly jumped backwards to widen the distance.

"Huh?" A hint of surprise appeared on Yang Jisheng's stiff face, "I actually dodged it." ”

Ye Yao's left hand brushed the armor on his waist slightly, looking at Yang Jisheng with fear, if it weren't for the ability to intuit this almost future, the blow just now would definitely penetrate his abdomen, and the armor on his body couldn't give him a sense of security at all.

"How did it feel just now...... Your martial soul is a sword. Yang Jisheng said slowly.

Just one blow to judge my martial spirit? Ye Yao's pupils shrank, then he held the sword in both hands and said with a smile: "Who knows? It could be an axe, a spear, or a bow and arrow. ”

"Full of nonsense." The corners of Yang Jisheng's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh. Then he looked at Ye Yao with some scorching, "It's rare to see someone who can dodge my shot without relying on soul skills, how about it, we don't use soul skills with each other, and only rely on skills to fight, how about it?" ”

With only skills, you don't use soul skills? Uncle, you are still not a soul master, Ye Yao looked at Ye Yao in surprise and did not speak.

Yang Jisheng also seemed to see the meaning of Ye Yao's eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I have average talent, and I hurt my origin when I was young, and I can't break through the soul venerable in this life, so I can't go up with soul power, so I can only think of a way in terms of skills." Then he said helplessly: "It's a pity that the current soul masters rely on soul skills, but they disdain the use of martial souls themselves." ”

"By the way, because I met a defensive soul master back then, and my gun couldn't break through his defenses, so in a fit of anger, the three soul rings were all additional penetrating power."

Ye Yao smiled dumbly, but there was still respect in his heart, even if he knew that there was no way forward, he still did not want to give up, but found another way, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly worthy of his respect.

Ye Yao's body shook and lifted the armor on his body, since the armor is useless, it is better to give it up directly, even if it does not use soul power to explode, simply lifting the armor, the strength and speed will increase slightly. Holding the sword in both hands, his body squatted slightly, "Please advise." ”

"Oh? Don't wear your armor anymore? ”

"Don't wear it, since the armor can't stop the iron spear of the senior, then there is no need to wear it, and it's ......", Ye Yao said in a deep voice: "I also want to learn the spear skills of the senior." ”

"Okay, guts." Yang Jisheng shouted, and then took the initiative to rush towards Ye Yao with a gun.

In the face of Yang Jisheng's ****-like marksmanship, Yeyao is like a leaf flat boat struggling to support. In just five or six seconds, there were already several more wounds on his body.

Damn, I can't find a flaw, this marksmanship is not a soul skill, but it is more powerful, and it is clearly a self-created soul skill. Ye Yao gritted his teeth and thought, then his head jerked, and a thin line of blood appeared on his face.

"Don't be distracted! It's really going to die! Yang Jisheng laughed.

This old bastard! Then Ye Yao didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and devoted himself to dealing with the elusive iron spear.

Gradually, Ye Yao entered a wonderful realm, but instinctively kept chopping, teasing, chopping, and supporting ......, without any special skills, but with basic swordsmanship, he gradually kept up with Yang Jisheng's rhythm.

Suddenly, Yang Jisheng's iron spear shook, forcing Ye Yao to retreat, and said with a cheerful smile: "Okay, don't fight, you won." ”

"Huh?" Yeyao was a little dazed, for some reason.

Yang Jisheng said helplessly: "Your martial soul is too strong, and my martial soul will not be able to withstand it if you continue to fight." Then he raised his hand to show the iron spear to Yeyao.

Looking at the dense small gaps that appeared on the iron spear, Ye Yao was silent, indeed, it is very likely that the martial soul will be shattered if he continues to fight, and it will really be a heavy blow at that time.

Ye Yao praised from the bottom of his heart: "The seniors have extra strength, it should be that I lost." Ye Yao knew that although he had finally kept up with the rhythm of the gun, he had never been able to get close, and he was still controlled at the original distance, indicating that Yang Jisheng was obviously releasing the water, if he had gone all out, I am afraid that Ye Yao would have been defeated a long time ago.

Yang Jisheng shook his head, "It's rare to meet a junior with the right appetite, and it would be too incomprehensible if you still do your best." ”

"The predecessors are so powerful, why do they look ......?"

"Downcast, huh?" Yang Jisheng smiled indifferently, "If you are alone, you don't want to join the sect or be a subordinate to others, and you don't have any other abilities, so you can only rely on the subsidy of the Martial Spirit Hall and the income of the fighting soul." ”

"The income from fighting spirits alone should be a lot." Ye Yao was still a little confused.

I'm very strong at skills alone, but how many people do you think will compete with me?' Of my 1,658 soul fights, less than half of them have been won, after all, most soul masters still have to rely on soul skills. Yang Jisheng sighed, "If it weren't for the subsidy from the Wuhun Palace, I might have to live on the streets." ”

"Martial Spirit Palace...... Ye Yao said softly.

"Yes, if there is no Martial Soul Palace, it is impossible to say whether those of us from civilian backgrounds can become soul masters, and the soul masters of the two empires are still concentrated in those sects and nobles after all."

Ye Yao was silent, in this way, the Martial Soul Hall did not seem to be as unbearable as he thought, for most soul masters, or civilian soul masters, the Martial Soul Hall had greatly changed their fate.

Unconsciously returned to the stands, Xiao Wu asked anxiously: "Big brother, how is your injury, are you okay!" ”

Ye Yao came back to his senses, looked down, and found that he had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and the blood had stained his clothes red, looking a little terrifying.

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury, and the bleeding has stopped." Yeyao shook her head.

Xiao Wu looked at Ye Yao's wound carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that this was indeed the case.

Then Xiao Wu said angrily: "Do you say that you are stupid, people say that you really don't need to use soul skills......"

Listening to Xiao Wu's obvious number of people who couldn't stop for a while, Ye Yao asked Dai Mubai and Tang San on the side for help with a bitter face, but these two unrighteous guys shrugged their shoulders and said that they couldn't help.

Two bastards, you wait for me, Ye Yao thought through gritted teeth.

After that, everyone walked out of the Great Fighting Arena, and at this time Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing were already waiting here.

"You guys go back first, the dean asked me to go to his shop." Ma Hongjun smiled a little excitedly.

Dai Mubai also smiled weirdly, "Fatty, you take it easy." ”

"Boss Dai, are you going?"

Didn't I say you, fatty, Zhu Zhuqing is here, you still ask Boss Dai...... Ye Yao patted his head and thought.

"No, no, don't go, you hurry up." Sure enough, Dai Mubai's face changed, and he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing nervously.

"What's the matter, didn't you say that women are not ......" a certain fat man still didn't see the danger, and was still chattering.

After Ma Hongjun was driven away by the angry Dai Mubai, Tang San said suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with the dean looking for him so late?" ”

Dai Mubai said with a strange face: "The evil fire can't be suppressed." ”

Xiao Wu's face turned red, and she chirped: "This dead fat man, he is going to harm girls again!" ”

Zhu Zhuqing opened his mouth and said: "Men are dirty. ”

Xiao Wu smiled and said, "Our junior is very clean." ”

"Eh, what about me?" Ye Yao was stunned, but when he saw Xiao Wu's disgusted gaze, he instantly closed himself, muttering in his mouth, "Don't look at who usually loves you the most", "Heh, woman".

Dai Mubai laughed: "Yes, your little three Bing are clear and jade, but I have much better taste than a fat man." ”

It's over, in every sense, this thought flashed through Ye Yao's heart.

Sure enough, Zhu Zhuqing said coldly: "You have better taste than him?" ”。

Dai Mubai hurriedly said: "Zhuqing, you listen to my explanation......", but was interrupted by Zhu Zhuqing, "You make me feel sick." After saying that, he turned around and left.

When did Dai Mubai receive this kind of treatment, his face changed, and he was about to take a step, but Ye Yao pressed his shoulder, "Boss Dai, that's enough." ”

Dai Mubai glanced back at Ye Yao, retracted his steps, and silently watched Zhu Zhuqing go away.