Ye Duoduo ignored the good-looking eyes around him and smiled at Qiuyue.
"Hehehehe——"
"He is Mo Zhongyu."
"yes!"
Qiuyue looked at Ye Duoduo, who had a sneer and some anger on his face, and sighed. Looking at the old man walking quickly, he could only nod.
Then he whispered to Ye Duoduo.
"Don't say anything for a moment. The old man won't embarrass you in public."
Ye Duoduo was noncommittal.
It took three years to experience in Nanzhou Continent. Unexpectedly, the Alchemist Association became increasingly embarrassed. President Murong Dan, that old man, I don’t know how he manages it?
General Elder Mo Zhongyu led a group of people and came to them aggressively.
First he glanced at Qiu Yue, then he squinted his old eyes and looked at Ye Duoduo, tilted his head and looked at the pale Mo Han beside him.
"Mo Han, was he the one who provoked a soul fight against you and injured your soul?"
"He was the one who hurt his disciple's soul."
"Originally, my disciple was bidding with Qiuyue to buy this medicinal plant, and planned to use the elixir refined from the ice spirit fruit as a birthday gift for the master's birthday. Unexpectedly, as soon as this person came forward, he took it by force, and also picked The fighting spirit will seriously injure the disciple's soul."
"Master, you must make the decision for your disciple!"
Mo Han looked sad as if he was complaining.
At this time, Mo Han felt a little high-sounding and looked for a reason to excuse himself.
"Elder Mo, what's this about?"
Qiuyue heard Mo Han's cold words, and the evil person complained first. Her pretty face changed.
Elder Mo Zhongyu waved his hand and spoke lightly.
"Qiuyue, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't get involved. Otherwise, you will have to find President Feng Xiang to scold me."
"Hey, my colleague, you are the one who provoked the spirit fight and seriously injured my disciple's soul. I didn't expect that a young boy would be so mad and vicious in the spirit fight. Who is your master?"
Mo Zhongyu turned his gaze to Ye Duoduo and scolded him in an old-fashioned cold voice.
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo just smiled.
"snort--"
"I didn't expect that the dignified elders of the Alchemy Masters Association would have such poor character. They bully others with their power, rely on their elders to show off their abilities, and also bully the weak, right?"
Ye Duoduo's words were sarcastic, and the trading place became quiet for a while.
Many people think that this kid is too courageous.
Ye Duoduo dared to mock him.
"Hehehehe——"
"What a sharp-tongued kid!"
Mo Zhongyu's expression quickly turned gloomy, and he laughed angrily.
"Today, if you can walk out of the Alchemist Association safely, how can I, Mo Zhongyu, have the dignity to stay in the capital city and gain a foothold in the Alchemist Association?"
"Why--"
"Old man, your age is really annoying."
Listening to Mo Zhongyu's chirping words, Man Ling'er became impatient for a moment, covering her ears and curling her mouth.
The people watching smiled when they saw this little girl who was as beautiful as a girl and suddenly said such a sentence.
Man Ling'er looked at Mo Zhongyu's increasingly gloomy face and closed her mouth very wisely.
Ye Duoduo saw more and more people watching, and gradually became impatient. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with old man Mo Zhongyu anymore, so he pulled Man Ling'er and Qiu Yue and was about to leave.
Mo Zhongyu looked ashen as Ye Duoduo was about to leave.
For the first time in so many years, he encountered a young boy who was so arrogant and domineering in front of him and refused to accept his favor. At that time, he was burning with anger, and with an angry shout, a powerful, extremely hot and rich soul energy surged out of his body.
In an instant, such a powerful and rich soul energy erupted, and the onlookers quickly stepped back, fearing that the strong soul energy would be affected when the fighting spirit was provoked.
Wouldn't it be like being a fish in a pond?
"You are a little kid who doesn't know the bounds of heaven and earth. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master, so that you will not respect your teachers and despise your elders in the future."
From Mo Zhongyu's withered palm, rich red soul energy curled up, like a blazing fire.
"drink--"
Mo Zhongyu shouted sharply, and his body flashed, turning into a ray of flame and sneaking towards Ye Duoduo's back.
In front of the vast crowd, Elder Mo Zhongyu, as a demon master of the fifth-round soul ring, provoked Ye Duoduo to fight for his soul.
He didn't care about his identity.
However, in the capital city, few people talked back to him, and they only provoked a spirit fight against the younger ones as an elder.
It's just that Mo Zhongyu provoked the fighting spirit in anger.
If the young man in black robe is hit by this kind of soul power, his soul will definitely be seriously injured.
Mo Zhongyu was like lightning, with many leaves close to him.
His palm was about to grab Ye Duoduo's collar.
Ye Duoduo suddenly swung his arms, and the sleeves of the robe flew through time and space. Under the input of rich soul energy, the sleeves of the robe had become pure steel, so hard.
"boom--"
Xiu Pao and Mo Zhongyu's fists clashed hard. Wherever the rich soul energy comes into contact, a surge appears.
The people watching the fight looked horrified.
Mo Zhongyu's body suddenly flew backwards and fell to the ground in a heap.
This strange scene appeared in the soul fighting in the trading area. For a moment, there was silence.
Mo Zhongyu seemed to be mentally aware of this soul fighting scene and couldn't believe it.
There was only horror and dullness in his face.
Before, I mentally sensed that Ye Duoduo's soul power was not at a high level. How could he activate his soul power? It was so powerful and difficult to fight.
Mo Zhongyu looked embarrassed. He got up from the ground with his face flushed. He provoked a spirit fight in front of the public, but was soul-wounded by a young child. He still looked so embarrassed. It was a loss of face and a trivial matter. It almost made him feel embarrassed. He's crazy.
"You bastard bastard."
"You bastard bastard!"
A kind of gnashing of teeth, a complaint and an angry curse. I wanted to start a fight again.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of thunder, lightning, and thunder, and I felt that my eyes were blurred, and the expressionless young man in black robe appeared in front of me.
Mo Zhongyu's hair stood on end. He could only fight back. A slender, warm hand appeared on his neck for some unknown reason.
The icy cold voice made his whole body stiffen.
"snort--"
"Old man, you are not qualified to take the place of my master and teach me a lesson."
Ye Duoduo sneered.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from a corner of the trading area.
"President Murong, if you hide on the sidelines and watch the fight, I don't mind if the Alchemist Association loses one alchemist of five levels!"
It turns out that the lobby of the Alchemist Association is next to the trading area.
When they heard Ye Duoduo's words, they were all stunned and looked towards the lobby.
In the land of shadows, a helpless laughter sounded.
An old voice appeared next to the trading area with slow steps.
Judging from the appearance, it is obvious that he is the alchemist, Murong Dan.
Next to him was Vice President Gu Fuli, following closely.
Next to Vice President Gu Fuli, there is a girl wearing a green dress.
The girl has a beautiful appearance, slightly pursed red lips, and a sense of arrogance. Her skin is as white as snow, and her pair of smart eyes reveal a hint of cunning when they turn.
This girl is a bit weird.
The girl, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining with a special light, looked at the trading area, but Mo Zhongyu was hurt by Ye Duoduo's soul, which held his throat.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"We haven't seen you for three years, how are you doing, Brother Ye?"
The president of the Alchemist Association smiled and looked very kindly at Ye Duoduo.
Ye Duoduo, fighting for his soul, happened to pinch Mo Zhongyu's throat, but he didn't see it.
Everyone was a little shocked by President Murong Dan's attitude towards the young man in black robe.
