In the dark corridor on the twenty-seventh floor of the Calade Building, two rapidly staggered figures were fiercely entangled, and the surrounding light tubes and glass had already been shattered by the battle storm, so the usually bright corridor was dark at this time. However, this seemed to have no effect on the two men in the battle, and they could see everything around them by the faint light coming from the nearby building outside the window.

The two figures moved their positions as they fought, and in just a few seconds, they passed through the seventy or eighty-meter-long corridor, fighting fiercely from one end to the other.

In the battle, a man with two halberds in his hand waved vigorously, chopping, chopping, picking, stabbing, plundering, vertical and horizontal, and the tragic momentum seemed to slaughter the opponent as a pig and sheep.

The other was a bare-handed teenager who seemed to be a little lacking, so he only defended and did not attack, and every punch tried to avoid the blade hitting the halberd or the shaft, unleashing the force and letting the opponent's fierce attack miss. It's just that this kind of dancing on the blade doesn't work every time, and although he relies on his dexterity to not be hit hard, the wounds on the boy's body are slowly increasing.

"At a young age, my skills are good, but it's a pity that I'm going to die here today." Although they had the upper hand, they couldn't fight for a long time, and the halberd bearer began to get impatient and said in a loud irritation.

If this is a two-person heads-up, then he will have the upper hand in terms of strength and actual combat experience, as long as the current battle situation continues, the other party will eventually be defeated. But what happened in this building today was a blitzkrieg, and the halberd bearer knew that there was a big gap between his boss and the enemy's forces, and that it was not a good thing for the whole situation that his combat power was being entangled here, so he was in a hurry to defeat the opponent.

However, although the opponent was young and not as strong as him, he was as slippery as a loach and did not spare his hands, and every fatal attack was dodged, which made the halberd wielder very impatient.

"You're one of Furtena's men, aren't you? By the way, I heard that I like to buy children for training, could it be that you are his adopted son? Unable to win quickly by force, the halberd bearer began to provoke the other party with words, wanting to make the young man's mood fluctuate and reveal his flaws: "That Deathmatch Island is a famous name, maybe I have seen your performance there before?" ”

The young man seemed to be deaf to the words of the halberd wielder, but the halberd bearer noticed that the other party's body began to stagnate, and under the great joy, the force on his hand suddenly increased, and more wounds appeared on the young man's body.

"Was it a good deal to be put in the gladiatorial arena as a monkey by Furtenner, and now to kill him as a dog, maybe I should also advise the boss to adopt a few children to play?" Psychological tactics work wonders, the halberd wielder naturally will not stop, and the halberd dances like the wind while continuing to sarcastically, hoping to provoke a bigger flaw.

"That's enough." The boy spoke for the first time, his deep voice echoing through the dimly lit hallway.

"Enough? Then go die! The halberd bearer keenly grasped a slight pause in the young man's body when he spoke, and the double halberd in his hand burst out in the darkness to draw countless trajectories, like a storm of destruction, cutting through the surrounding steel and concrete to create dazzling sparks, and at the same time he was excited and secretly thought in his heart: It was really a young man, and it was chaotic when he was agitated.

In the face of the enemy's killing move, the young man stopped and changed his previous dodge posture, and met it with a frontal punch, which was actually ready to use his flesh and blood to shake the halberd's final blow.

The halberd bearer was puzzled, and secretly wondered in his heart: (Could this guy be mad at me and don't want his arm anymore?) ）

There were doubts in his heart, but the double halberd in his hand still roared mercilessly towards the young man.

The fists and halberds fought, but the halberd bearer's face changed, and the majestic force, which was completely different from before, instantly collapsed and flew straight into the double halberd, collapsing the sternum of the halberd bearer.

"You..."

A stream of blood foamed from the halberd's mouth, and he looked at the other in disbelief and fell to the ground in anger.

"Idiot, I mean—enough wounds."

Retracting his fist, the boy's tone was grim.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight projected in from the window, illuminating the young face of the victor.

Compared with when he apprenticed to the boxing saint three years ago, Ye Ye didn't seem to have changed much except for a cut in height, and his body looked a little stronger, but he still had a well-proportioned streamlined figure, but his momentum was more awe-inspiring.

"I, I've solved it here, ahem, how are you guys doing there?" Ye Ye asked as he pretended to be panting for breath at a communicator on his collar.

"Very well, Galayd is dead, now retreat immediately."

A somewhat sharp man's voice came from the communicator, and he ordered Ye Ye.

Turning off the communicator, Ye Ye lowered his head and whispered to the halberd bearer: "After slashing me so much, you can be regarded as returning to your roots, be content." Then he turned and left the hallway.

"Very good, you did a good job, go down and rest."

On the luxurious steamer, Furtena looked at Ye Ye, who was covered in blood and pale but still "strong" to stand upright like a javelin, and ordered with satisfaction: "Let's set sail back to the island now, and you can also have a good gathering with those children of yours, right?" ”

As he spoke, a smile that seemed kind and mocking appeared on the corner of Furtenner's mouth.

Ye Ye was speechless and turned to leave.

"What do you think of his strength?" When Ye Ye walked out of the room, Vortner's huge body leaned against the sofa and asked without looking back.

Behind the sofa, there was a young man in his twenties, carrying a big cross sword behind his back, and after thinking about it for a while, he replied: "Very good, although Galed's bodyguard Dilg is just a waste who has never reached the realm of masters, but he is also a good hand in the realm of magic hands." This kid was able to deal with him alone, although it seems to have some luck in it, but it is also rare. ”

"Ha, my vision was really right at the beginning, Ye has the potential to become an expert." Furtena laughed with satisfaction, and suddenly his face changed and he said fiercely: "Although many of our things can be entrusted to the 'darkness', it is also necessary to maintain a certain amount of force by ourselves, otherwise a situation like today's will happen, and even a small character like Galayd dares to jump out and provoke Uncle Ben." ”

"Presumably after today, those forces that don't have long eyes will understand their stupidity." The young man said respectfully.

"Hmph, Interpol has been pressing us hard lately, causing those who are not self-sufficient to be ready to move, and we must let them know that my Uncle Fortner's position is unchallengeable."

"Of course, Lord Furtenner."

At noon the next day, on Deathmatch Island, a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys and girls were gathering together to exercise enthusiastically, fighting in twos and threes. Suddenly, a black shadow rushed into the field, coming and going, firing the bow left and right, and instantly included everyone on the field into the attack range.

The teenagers and girls on the field reacted immediately, and the few people who were fighting each other immediately turned into cooperating with each other without pause, and jointly parried this sudden attack.

The Black Shadow traveled through the arena in the blink of an eye, and although it only made one move against each team, it easily broke up the battle circle and knocked most of the people out at the same time.

"If you don't qualify, you will have to double your training in the next period."

Stopping, Ye Ye looked at the group of people in the field, his brows furrowed, and his voice was cold.

"Ye, are you back?"

Spartacas let go of the defensive posture that had just successfully blocked the raid of Xia Ye Ye, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"Well, it's been okay all this time, right?" Ye Ye nodded and asked, he had left Deathmatch Island this time to help Vortner deal with his "work", and he hadn't met with the Spartacas group for several months.

"Fortunately, since you started training, our strength has improved, and no one has been seriously injured for half a year." Spartacas spoke with deep gratitude.

Compared with three years ago, Spartacas has a calmer temperament, and his heroic physique is becoming more and more perfect, but the melancholy temperament lingers, but it is deeper into the bone marrow.

Ye Ye shook his head secretly, knowing that as long as he didn't get real freedom for a day, Spartacas would not really let go of the burden in his heart.

"You can see Nicole, Audella, Goodrow, Narcissus, you're all working hard." Ye Ye said to the few people on the field who were still standing.

"Thank you for the compliment." Nicole, the girl who was almost killed by a brown bear when she was a child, slyly pulled up her skirt and said to Ye Ye as a lady, and replied sweetly.

"Hmph, of course!" Audreya pressed the sun hat, pretending to be disdainful of Ye Ye's praise, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

The two boys didn't react much, Gu Zhuoer smiled innocently, and Narcisses shrugged his shoulders freely, which was a response to Ye Ye.

"But that's not enough, relative to your goals." Ye Ye's words changed, his tone brought a little coldness, and he said to the children who were standing or falling to the ground, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the entire audience solemn.

"Opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, and I don't think you want to fail to seize the precious opportunity when it comes because of lack of strength, right?"

Although Ye Ye lowered his voice a little, every word fell like a heavy stone in the hearts of everyone present.

"I understand, Ye, we have indeed been a little slack recently because the pressure has decreased." Spartacus examined himself with a serious face: "This is my responsibility, and I will urge them to work hard next." ”

"Brother, we are not angry."

"That's right, brother, we've been getting a little carried away lately."

The others comforted Spartacas and began to blame themselves one by one.

"Very good, I don't know how long I can stay on the island this time, if you have any questions, just hurry up." Ye Ye looked around at everyone and said softly: "No matter how the situation develops in the future, the improvement of strength is the guarantee of everything, after all, this is a world where only the strong have the right to speak, and I hope you will keep this in mind." ”

At the same time, Ye Ye was also sneering in his heart: "It's the same for everyone, Vortner, in front of me now, your strength is not enough to continue to maintain the posture of a strong man, so, are you ready to withstand my backlash?" ”

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