Ye Dong grabbed the elixir in his hand in surprise.
"Okay, my sister gave me this thing, and I will beat this arrogant baby to pieces."
Ye Nan frowned and scolded lightly.
"Brother, don't act recklessly. You can only teach him a lesson. Don't cripple him. That way, even grandpa can't protect you."
"Now, he is not a waste, and has been protected by the Ye family."
"Uh-huh--"
"Sister, I know!"
Ye Dong nodded indifferently. He just curled his lips and smiled, turning his gaze to Zhong Xianxian, looking proud in his heart.
"Hmph, Ye Duoduo, I will let you know that your soul fighting spirit is just some fancy tricks!"
Ye Dong sneered, broke free from his sister's hand, climbed onto the high platform, and shouted loudly.
"Ye Duoduo, I'm here to challenge you to a spirit fight."
Challenge the fighting spirit.
The eyes in the square were focused on Ye Dong. The focus of everyone's attention made his face shine with light.
Ye Dong climbed up to the high platform. The second elder frowned and turned his attention to the host table and the VIP seat. The great elder had an ugly look on his face and sighed helplessly.
"Oh, you are such a ungrateful person. Ye Duoduo used to be a waste, but now he is a strong man among boys and girls. Why are you making fun of me?"
Ye Dong didn't notice the ugly expression on the second elder's face and strode forward with a proud smile on his face.
"Ye Duoduo, Ye Dong challenges you to a soul fight just to test your soul power. How strong is it?"
Ye Duoduo looked lazy, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Dong in front of him, not even bothering to say anything.
"Ye Dong challenges Ye Duoduo."
"Ye Duoduo, can you accept it?"
Ye Dong has already stood in front of Ye Duoduo, this is the challenge to the soul fighting stage. The second elder had no choice but to announce loudly with a helpless expression.
"Hey, you won't accept it, right?"
"Ye Xianxian is watching you, you won't let her down, right?"
Ye Dong touched the elixir in his pocket, his self-confidence was very high and extremely swollen. He glanced at the hibiscus in the audience, like a green lotus emerging from water, and a little girl with a touch of elegance, and sneered.
"Hmph, you are such an idiot!"
Ye Duoduo touched his nose and nodded slightly in front of everyone.
"I accept your challenge. Fight the spirit!"
Ye Duoduo agreed, and the second elder could only sigh helplessly and waved his hand. While retreating, he used a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, the demonic voice, and shouted.
"Remember, challenge the fighting spirit until the point is reached!"
Ye Dong curled his lips.
Ye Duoduo shook his body noncommittally.
The second elder retreated, and the atmosphere on the high platform in the square was extremely intense.
"hehe--"
"Chief Ye, tell me, will the young master win?"
Next to Ye Long, Qiaoer asked softly, staring closely at the two little dolls in the square.
Ye Long could only suppress the doubts and anger in his heart. Because of Ye Dong's challenge to fight the spirit, a touch of faint words stood out.
"Duoduo is not very proficient in the cultivation of soul power in martial arts secrets. Moreover, he has only recently entered a round of soul ring absorption, and his soul power has just been raised to level eight. Ye Dong's soul power level was raised to level eight or above last year. .Now, I wonder if his soul power level has improved? I think the chance of winning is not very certain!"
"oh--"
"Yeah?"
Qiao'er's eyes moved slightly.
She blinked her long eyelashes, looking at the square with a little laziness in her beautiful eyes.
The calm and composed young man in black suddenly lifted his rosy mouth, and his beautiful smiling face took on a more mature look.
"I don't know what's going on? I have full confidence in Mr. Duoduo. I think he will definitely be able to win this soul fight."
Ye Long was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised.
"Okay, let's take advantage of Miss Qiao'er's good advice."
Ye Dong looked at the little boy standing casually, sneered, clenched his fists, and a faint soul energy flowed rapidly from his body, carrying a wave of extremely tyrannical soul power.
Ye Dong slammed the soles of his feet on the ground and rushed directly towards the little boy doll who was close at hand.
The palms of both hands were slightly curled, and there were some sharp nails on the ten fingers, glowing with a bit of coldness.
Only half a meter away from Ye Duoduo, Ye Dong suddenly stopped, and his right claw drew a strange and tricky light, which went straight to Ye Duoduo's throat.
"One round of soul ring absorption, soul power level nine, fierce bull collision."
Ye Duoduo's face was calm, looking at the speeding palms, he raised his palms, not in a hurry, but slightly curled. That hand gesture, suddenly stretched out, exerted a forceful thrust, and rushed out.
Ye Dong's expression changed, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He stepped back more than ten steps and stopped in a bit of embarrassment.
Ye Long looked surprised, and Qiao'er beside him smiled sweetly, picked up the teacup gracefully, opened his red lips slightly, and took a sip.
"Haha, you guys are so secretive!"
A beautiful smile appeared at the corner of Qiaoer's mouth.
"Duoduo, what martial spirit are you using?"
Ye Dong touched the sore spot where he felt some chest tightness, his expression changed, and he asked with a stern expression.
Ye Duoduo glanced at him, lowered his eyelids, and looked at his palms.
Martial spirit, that is the "Wind Wheel Technique" in the secret method of martial arts.
Wuhun, a powerful driving force. Including thrust and suction.
Ye Duoduo ignored Ye Dong. His face was shaking abnormally. He bit his teeth, mixed with anger, and rushed towards him again.
It's just that the palms that are stretched out have not been closed yet.
Ye Duoduo narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Ye Dong, who was getting closer and closer, with a cold and chilling light at the corner of her mouth.
He spread his right hand and suddenly grasped it, a fierce and vicious suction force shot out from the palm of his hand.
"A round of soul ring absorption, eighth level soul power activation, suction."
Ye Dong's feet subconsciously touched the ground. The previous push had turned into a suction force, pulling him forward suddenly.
A ray of light flashed from his body, thrown into the air, and directly hit the little boy doll with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth.
The Wind Wheel Technique, which instantly adjusts the thrust to suction force, is activated, with only the eighth level soul power, pulling the body up. However, when Ye Dong saw Ye Duoduo getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but concentrate his soul power in his hands.
With a solemn smile, the speed at which the soul power increased was obvious.
"The top of Mount Tai——"
Ye Dong suddenly shouted loudly, clenching his fist suddenly, and a soul power as heavy as a thousand catties sounded low in the air. Only falling on Ye Duoduo's shoulder.
The soul power is strong. If it hits Ye Duoduo's arm, it will be severely damaged and it will be disabled for life.
This kid, from the very beginning, never held back, attacked with force and was condescending.
"One round of soul ring absorption, ninth level soul power activated, Mount Tai overwhelming."
It actually exceeded his own level one soul power.
Ye Duoduo squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the powerful soul power, and let out a breath.
"call--"
The direction of the movement of soul power in the body suddenly changed.
"A round of soul ring absorption, eighth level soul power activation, Wind Wheel Technique."
He is also a magician with only level eight soul power.
As the shout fell, a violent thrust was launched in the palm of the hand again.
"boom--"
The counter-pushing force activated by the soul force slapped Ye Dong's chest as he rushed over.
Although the eighth-level soul power is activated, with the action of sucking and pushing, coupled with the Taishan pressure move, the ninth-level soul power is activated and superimposed. Two streams of soul power directly hit Ye Dong's body. His face suddenly turned pale.
"Pfft——"
The two opposite soul powers surpassed the level of the magician, and finally gained the upper hand with thrust.
