Chapter Forty-Eight: The Seeds of Hatred Have Sprouted
The full moon surprised everyone in the venue.
And Lu Han, who was rescued by Biyan in time, was even more in fear.
After sending Lu Han back to the venue again, Bi Yan got up and jumped back to the spectator seat again.
"No comparison, no comparison!"
"I throw in the towel!" Lu Han shouted in the venue, he was just here to compete, and he didn't want to give his life here.
Before the referee could announce, Lu Han ran out of the field with a roll, and his legs were still weak.
At first, he was still in the air, but when he came back to his senses, he was carried out of the field by Bi Yan, and when he looked at the middle of the venue again, a round black ball several meters large appeared in the place where he was standing in the air, and the wooden platform and vines were all sucked into it by the black ball, and in just a moment, they were swallowed up by the black ball.
If he hadn't been taken out of the field by Biyan, I'm afraid he would have been sucked into it by your black ball.
"Winner, Ye Feng!" The referee shouted.
However, this time, there was no cheering like before, and only a few voices could be vaguely heard, and most people had not been able to recover for a long time under the influence of the soul technique just now.
"Is it so easy to show your hole cards......
On the second floor of the contestants, a black-haired teenager clasped his hands to his chest and stared intently at Ye Feng below.
"Brother, how is this Ye Feng better than you?"
Next to her, a black-haired girl spoke.
These two people belong to the Qi family in the imperial capital, the male is named Qi Yunshan, and the female is named Qi Qin.
"It's hard to say, this Ye Feng Soul Qi is not much worse than me, from the beginning to the present, he has only used this exercise, but he is not sure that this is his hole card."
"Moreover, such a powerful skill, if it is a practice, it must be a high-level exercise or even above, but if it is not ......"
"If you can comprehend the soul technique, you will definitely not be much weaker than me, and you may even be stronger than me."
Qi Yunshan said lightly.
"It can make you so impressed, this Ye Feng is really interesting." Qi Qin smiled and stared at Ye Feng below.
In the stunned eyes of everyone, Ye Feng slowly walked out of the field, this time he was deeply aware that he might be far stronger than he imagined.
This time, Ye Feng did not return to the house directly, but lay on the edge of the parapet and watched the next game with Bai Xue.
In addition to himself, there were a total of fifteen games, which ended in just one morning.
Among the fifteen people who won, there are indeed a few players who are worthy of their attention, Sikong Linger aside, he is still confident of winning.
But Qi Yunshan, Qi Qin and Ying Wan, the strength of these three people may not be weaker than themselves, these three people also won easily, and they have not even used a few exercises, and that Qi Yunshan has also comprehended the primary soul technique, and his strength should not be underestimated.
After lunch, the list of the fourth round was also posted, a total of sixteen people, divided into eight groups.
The only thing to be thankful for is that he didn't face the strongest ones, but against Su Luo.
Ye Feng himself didn't expect that Su Luo would be able to enter the top 16, and in the last round of battles, Su Luo used up almost all the exercises he could use, and Ye Feng knew him well.
Back inside the house, Bai Xue followed directly.
"Brother Ye Feng, have you really comprehended the Beginner Soul Technique?"
Bai Xue stared at Ye Feng with wide eyes, she suddenly remembered what Ye Feng said after returning home that day, Ye Feng said that he had awakened the martial soul and comprehended the soul technique, at first Bai Huo didn't believe it, and he didn't take it seriously, but now, Ye Feng didn't have a technique, and what he used in the competition just now was undoubtedly the soul technique.
"Brother Ye Feng, have you really awakened the martial soul?" Bai Xue continued to ask.
"Didn't you say that day?" Ye Feng smiled.
Hearing Ye Feng's admission, Bai Xue instantly danced excitedly.
"So, isn't the championship of the conference within reach?"
"Moreover, there is also a book of exercises."
"Wow, Brother Ye Feng, when did you become so powerful?"
"I don't leave the house on weekdays, or I don't see anyone all day long, and I think I'm secretly cultivating?"
Bai Xue said vigorously beside her, she was even more excited than Ye Feng.
"By the way, Brother Ye Feng, what is your martial soul like? Can you show me? ”
"Huh? This, I'm afraid it's not good......" Ye Feng was suddenly stunned, although the fewer people who knew, the better, but Bai Xue herself was still relieved, mainly because she was afraid that the appearance of death would scare her.
"Since it's someone you can trust, it doesn't hurt." Death spoke suddenly.
Then wisps of black soul qi gradually came out of Ye Feng's body, but this time the Grim Reaper's face had its own mask, and it still looked very funny.
The appearance of the Grim Reaper made Ye Feng feel helpless.
"I keep saying that I don't want people to know, I'm very casual, what if someone pushes the door in?" Ye Feng said helplessly.
"I can feel the approach of the soul." Death said.
"Wow, is this a martial spirit?"
Bai Xue suddenly reached out and touched it, but it was empty.
As soon as the words fell, the god of death suddenly looked up at the door, and returned to Ye Feng's body with a cloud of smoke and soul energy.
Realizing that something was wrong, Ye Feng suddenly said, "Xiaoxue, don't tell anyone about this. ”
"Hmm." Bai Xue nodded.
Immediately afterward, the door opened.
Sikong Linger and Ying Wan pushed the door in.
"I didn't expect you to have such a strong move." Sikong Linger said as soon as he entered the door.
"Just show your hole cards like this, it's not easy to win the next games. After all, the remaining sixteen people are not weak. ”
"Who said this was my hole card?" Ye Feng replied with a smile.
"Could it be that you have any other moves?" Sikong Linger asked.
"There's no comment."
"Ye Feng, if you win the championship, have you ever considered entering the empire?"
Ying Wan on the side asked.
"You're so optimistic about me? Whether I can win the championship or not is not certain, among these dozen people, there are few weaker than me. Ye Feng replied.
"So, when the conference is over, do you have any ideas?"
"No ......," Ye Feng replied decisively.
Seeing that Ye Feng was so resolute in replying, Ying Wan did not continue to ask.
"Okay, then I wish you the last win in the next game."
With that, Ying Wan turned her head and walked outside the house.
"Are you really ignorant or are you pretending to be confused?"
"The resources of the empire are many times stronger than you are now, and being able to enter the empire can be said to have all the benefits and no disadvantages for you in the future." Sikong Linger said.
"I know, but I have something to do and can't enter the Empire." Ye Feng refused again.
"Hey, brainless, you'd better think about it yourself."
With that, Sikong Linger also turned his head and walked outside the house.
"Brother Ye Feng, are you so reluctant to enter the empire?" Bai Xue asked puzzledly, you know, Ye Feng is the soul qi of the hell system, there is no big family as a background, if you want to get a hell system exercise, it is comparable to ascending to the sky, if you can enter the empire, the empire will cultivate Ye Feng, and if you want to get a book of exercises, at least it will not be so difficult.
"Of course, I know that the resources of the empire are better, but there is still one thing I have to do, and I can't put it off any longer......," Ye Feng replied, he himself didn't know when the next Shura riot would appear, if he couldn't find a solution, not only would he die, but even the people around him would be implicated, after all, it was the hell ghost Shura.
"Okay......"
Bai Xue vaguely guessed something, but it was completely different from what Ye Feng thought.
"Brother Ye Feng, then, I'll go back to the house first."
"Hmm." Ye Feng responded.
After Bai Xue left, Ye Feng sat on the bed alone in a daze.
It was only a few days before the end of the conference, and he would leave Izumo City at that time, but when he thought of this, Ye Feng felt a little uncomfortable.
"Are you leaving......
Ye Feng sighed softly, he didn't want to leave this place, he was reluctant to let the people here, the things here, and even more reluctant to be buried in the back mountain......
Today, Ye Feng did not cultivate his soul qi, and went to bed early after dinner.
In his sleep, he dreamed of his parents for the first time in a long time.
I dreamed of a strict housekeeper who often amused me.
I dreamed of Brother Liu, who taught me all kinds of knowledge.
I dreamed of the grass and trees that used to be in Yefu.
It's as if I've gone back to a few years ago, and I'm carefree every day.
However, when I came back to my senses, everything around me turned into ice sculptures, everything was frozen, people, things, and even time were all frozen at that moment.
Ye Feng tried hard to recall what happened that night, but no matter how he thought about it, his mind was full of the scene that was like an ice palace.
But at this moment, the appearance of a man appeared in Ye Feng's mind.
That's right, the person I saw on the way home when I was home.
Dressed in black, with white hair, and a scar on his face, his appearance is a little unclear.
The man exuded a chill and passed by himself.
"It's you!" Ye Feng woke up suddenly.
"I've seen that man......"
"After so many years, why did you forget it?"
"That person still has remnants of ice and snow soul energy."
"The person who killed my whole family back then was the ice and snow soul, and that person was ......"
Ye Feng suddenly felt a headache, and suddenly remembered too many things in his mind, and for a while, his mood became a little complicated.
The sadness of returning home, to the regret afterwards, to the loss of a person, the seeds of hatred were planted back then, and now, that man's model has finally made this kind of seed sprout.
That's right, isn't what has supported him until now is the hatred buried in his heart?
He can laugh at people's cold words, ridicule and slander against him, but the revenge of the Ye family must be avenged, and for this, it must become stronger......
"At the end of the conference, we immediately set off for Zhongzhou." Ye Feng said.
"Have you made up your mind?" Death said.
"I want to find that person, but before that, I need to be strong, I need to find that senior named Qiu Lin."
"Then worship him as a teacher."
Ye Feng stood up and walked slowly outside the house.
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