Ye Dong was in a stalemate for a while, then was pushed directly to the ground, and finally slid more than ten meters on the platform.
Although he stopped his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out miserably.
"puff--"
Ye Duoduo looked at Ye Dong who was slumped on the ground in the distance, glanced at the slightly quiet square, slowly moved his palms down, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"call--"
"you lose!"
Ye Dong was defeated cleanly, and after the silence, he quickly became noisy.
The shock that has not completely dissipated, the soul power is tumbling in my heart.
Seeing Ye Dong's defeat, Ye Nan's pretty face was also filled with shock and disbelief, and her rosy mouth was slightly opened, declaring shock that she had failed in the soul battle with her brother.
Ye Nan's slender and fair jade neck was rosy, and he could only murmur softly.
"Hey, how did this doll become so strong?"
"Could it be the martial soul that fuels the soul power cultivation talent?"
"hehe--"
"Not only does the young master have strong soul power, but he is also very proficient in absorbing soul rings and martial souls. I believe Patriarch Ye has put a lot of thought into his grandson!"
Qiao'er sat on the host's stage, a little mentally prepared, but was still shocked by Ye Duoduo's martial arts spirit, and couldn't come to his senses for a long time.
After a moment of silence, her beautiful eyes flickered with light, and then she smiled sweetly at Ye Long beside her.
For magicians who practice soul power, the secret is talent.
Qiaoer regarded Ye Long as opening a small pot and stove for her grandson.
For a moment, Ye Long was speechless and could only shake his head with a wry smile.
Absorbing soul rings, increasing soul power, condensing soul energy, and cultivating talents are the spirit of martial arts. He couldn't teach Ye Duoduo these things at all.
"That type of soul power activation is not the Ye family's martial soul. I wonder where Duoduo learned it?"
Ye Long was puzzled and turned his attention to the senior members of the clan. The elders and seniors with the right to speak were the presiding officers. The VIP seats were occupied by sect figures and those with strong soul power.
They all had a strange look coming from them.
Ye Long was stunned for a moment, astonished in his heart. These distinguished guests and people with high qualifications all think that they are running a small pot and a small stove for their grandchildren.
Ye Long curled his lips helplessly, but was too lazy to explain. He once again turned his attention to the young man in black in the square and murmured to himself.
"How many secrets does this doll hide? Is it even hidden from us?"
Ye Dong collapsed to the ground. The second elder was so shocked that he shook his head helplessly. After a long time, he came back to his senses and looked at the little boy with a unique look.
Ye Duoduo stood with his head bowed, his delicate and young face was only calm. There was no joy at all because of the victory in the soul fighting, nor any expression of pride or arrogance.
The second elder took a breath.
"well--"
He raised his withered palms high and was about to shout when his expression suddenly changed.
Ye Dong, who was paralyzed on the ground, was like a carp's cheetah, and finally bounced up.
Originally the soul power was activated, but suddenly the soul energy condensed. As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, he rushed out and rushed towards the little male doll opposite him with disdain.
However, the blood stains at the corners of Ye Dong's mouth made his face look ferocious.
"You little bastard, go to hell!"
"Ye Dong, stop!"
The second elder was stunned by the sudden change, and in panic, he shouted loudly.
It was anger and jealousy that went to his head.
In fact, he had already taken the enhancement pill.
There was a mutiny in the square, alarming everyone in the place. The host's position, the position of the distinguished guests, and their expressions all changed drastically.
They clearly sensed that Ye Dong already had magician-level soul power at this moment.
"Did he take a forbidden drug, the 'Amplification Pill'? Did the drug take effect?"
Qiaoer is well-informed. Ye Dong, whose soul power suddenly increased, made her pretty face change slightly and spoke in a deep voice.
"This bastard——"
Ye Long's face looked gloomy, he slapped his palm on the table, and cracks in the spider web spread out.
He turned his head and stared angrily at the great elder whose expression changed somewhat.
"snort--"
"Old man, if something happens to my grandson, I won't even want your grandson to pay me compensation."
Fighting spirits and competing in martial arts are just a kind of spirit of martial arts.
Although Ye Duoduo's soul power potential is far beyond that of Ye Dong, the spirit of martial arts lies in the competition.
Ye Dong violated the rules in Soul Fighting and suffered irreparable serious injuries. Then, his backstage, the great elder, could the Ye family let him go according to the family rules?
The great elder's dry face trembled slightly, and his mouth felt bitter.
The second elder shouted and scolded, but it had no effect. The two children were close at hand.
Ye Dong quickly pounced to the little boy's side. The martial soul carried in his fists quickly condensed, and a loud shout, mixed with the activation of soul power, came out.
"The top of Mount Tai——"
The soul power level soared.
The strong pressure blew up Ye Duoduo's hair, revealing a pair of cold eyes.
Ye Duoduo did not retreat from the powerful soul power offensive. His body was slightly bent, like a ferocious lion ready to attack, and he was silent for a moment. The body is like an arrow leaving the string, rushing out suddenly.
Ye Duoduo actually chose to confront Ye Dong head-on, and the second elder stomped his feet in anger.
"Fool--"
"The roar of a wild lion——"
Ye Duoduo heard a dull shout in his heart. His fists could not control the panic of the second elder, and he violently clashed with Ye Dong.
"boom--"
Two fists met in mid-air, silence mixed with violent sounds. Ye Dong's face suddenly turned pale, and blood continued to appear at the corner of his mouth.
Ye Donglian's face turned indifferent, his arms trembled suddenly, and there seemed to be a crackling sound in his sleeves and robes.
"Click——"
With just a push of his fist, Ye Dong's figure was like a leaf falling in the strong wind, floating out of the high platform in front of countless horrified eyes.
At this scene, the second elder's eyes suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but take a long breath.
"call--"
The young man in black seems to have become mysterious and terrifying at this moment.
Ye Dong fell into the crowd with unknown life and death, and the whole place was silent.
With eyes that looked like demons, the young man in black cast his gaze on the high platform.
In the previous soul fighting scene, the soul power was activated, but I didn't see it with my own eyes. Ye Dong's soul power suddenly increased sharply, and his defeat was even more tragic than before.
The host stage, the VIP seats, and the square were undergoing extraordinary changes. Qiaoer's fair-skinned hands concealed her moving red lips, and her plump figure undulated slightly, drawing a thrilling arc.
"What a powerful soul!"
"What level of martial spirit is this?"
"A second soul ring, a third soul ring, or a fourth soul ring...to activate such powerful soul power?"
"How can this be""
Qiaoer took a deep breath, feeling shocked.
"call--"
The soul power can only be activated after two, three, or four rounds of soul ring absorption. This kind of martial spirit is so rare.
Dai frowned, thoughts racing in her mind.
"If I remember correctly, the most advanced martial spirit of the Ye family should be the Crazy Lion's Roar, a martial spirit that can only be absorbed by five soul rings."
"Could it be that this kid has learned how to activate a mad lion's roar even if he is equipped with a round of soul ring absorption and his soul power is only level eight?"
"Ye Duoduo is a magician, and he obviously cannot use level eight soul power to activate the mad lion's roar aloofly."
Qiaoer's slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and the jade hand holding the tea cup suddenly tightened.
"Could it be that the soul ring absorbs superpowers, increases the spiritual fire, or upgrades the pills..."
Qiaoer narrowed her beautiful eyes lazily, turned her head slightly without any trace, and saw a vague shock on Ye Long's face.
"Oh, it really wasn't what Ye Long taught me!"
