People are in Douluo, start refining the soul-raising pill

"So fast!"

"Clan leader, did you give Yang Fan a speed-increasing elixir?"

"This is unfair to other people!"

The two elders showed dissatisfaction.

They had no problem with Yang Wudi doting on his grandson, but they couldn't keep using the family's public resources to stuff Yang Fan's mouth.

Yang Wudi ignored these two elders at all, and was only shocked in his heart.

In his heart, he was curious about what this kid had done, how he had achieved a qualitative change in speed in such a short period of time, and could he really have made the elixir?

impossible!

There is no pill that can increase a person's speed to such an exaggerated level in an instant.

"Clan leader, please say something."

"Do you think our Po clan has such a pill?"

Hearing the two elders continuing to chatter, Yang Wudi asked.

He was speechless for these two elders. The Po Clan had a damn speed-increasing elixir. Even if it could be refined, he couldn't refine it with his little ability.

"After the clan competition is over, let's ask this kid."

The two elders were unwilling to give in. They must break the casserole and get to the bottom of this matter.

……

"I don't agree!"

Yang Hongfei patted the dust on his body and glared at Yang Fan.

He has always been recognized as the strongest among the younger generation of the Po clan, but now this title has been taken away by Yang Fan.

The mentality is already out of balance!

"Yang Hongfei, you can't afford it, right?"

"Yang Fan also beat you off the soul fighting platform. What else do you want?"

"..."

Several disciples stood up to speak for Yang Fan.

They had long been dissatisfied with Yang Hongfei's usual arrogance. This time Yang Fan beat the bastard, which was a relief for them.

"I was careless just now."

"I demand another fight."

Yang Hongfei's eyes seemed to have a ball of angry flames. If he was allowed to exert his full strength, he believed that he would be able to defeat Yang Fan.

"Yang Hongfei, don't go too far."

"Why didn't you ask for another fight when you defeated us before?"

"You were careless and didn't hide. Do you still blame Yang Fan for not practicing martial ethics?"

"You have to admit if you lose!"

"..."

More and more people became dissatisfied when they saw Yang Hongfei's bad behavior. This kind of person who couldn't afford to lose made them feel disgusted.

Yang Hongfei used to be the strongest, but now he has been defeated by Yang Fan. Who still treats him as a dish?

"I can fight you again and make you convinced that you lost."

"The fight just now was for clan competition, but if I win again this time, what will you lose to me?"

He is not a person who can't afford early benefits. Yang Hongfei usually relies on his own strength to get a lot of benefits from the family.

Now it's time to drain him!

"what do you want?"

Yang Hongfei was ecstatic when he saw that Yang Fan agreed to fight again.

"If I win, give me the soul guide in your hand, and give me two pieces of the ice wolf's blood essence and the black turtle's heart..."

Yang Fan made his own conditions.

Going to Tiandou City does require a storage soul guide. Although he is Yang Wudi's grandson, there is really no such thing as a soul guide.

Plus these herbs are all he needs!

"Then what if you lose?"

"I lost, but you are still the strongest among the younger generation of the family."

"unfair!"

"Then we won't fight."

Yang Fan spread his hands, looking indifferent.

"you……"

"I promise!"

After a moment of silence, Yang Hongfei gritted his teeth and agreed.

From the moment his martial soul awakened, he was the strongest among his peers in the family, and this honor was deeply ingrained in his heart.

Never allow others to take it away!

Although this is an unfair bet, it is for the title of 'The Strongest'.

He must agree!

And he wouldn't think that he would lose to Yang Fan, a great soul master, when he went all out.

"Patriarch?"

As the referee, the referee looked at Yang Wudi with questioning eyes.

"let's start!"

Yang Wudi nodded in agreement. He also wanted to see how strong Yang Fan was.

Yang Hongfei jumped onto the soul fighting stage again, holding the soul-breaking gun, and focused his eyes on Yang Fan. At this time, his face no longer had the previous disdain, but was extremely serious.

"The fighting spirit begins!"

After the referee gave the order...

Yang Fan did not repeat his old tricks and use his speed to win, but slowly walked over step by step.

The soul-breaking gun dragged on the ground, making a harsh sound and creating a series of sparks.

"through!"

The second soul ring under Yang Hongfei's feet flashed with yellow light, and he pointed his spear forward and stabbed Yang Fan.

Yang Fan flicked his wrist, and the soul-breaking gun rotated 360 degrees in his hand. With a sweep, thick soul power spurted out from the tip of the gun.

"Ding~"

The two shots collided, and a terrifying explosion resounded throughout the venue.

In this collision, Yang Hongfei staggered back a few steps.

On the other hand, Yang Fan didn't move at all!

"What a terrifying power!"

Yang Wudi and the two elders were shocked again.

Yang Fan didn't even use his soul skills and knocked Yang Hongfei away.

Who is the soul master among these two people?Who is the great soul master?

They were stunned!

Especially the tall and thin elder on the left side of Yang Wudi, whose face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit.

He was Yang Hongfei's biological grandfather. He thought that this time his clan would be able to control thunder and lightning easily, but he didn't expect that he would be easily manipulated by Yang Fan, who had never participated in a clan competition.

To him, it didn't matter if he lost the game, but the storage soul guide was still gone and the blood mother collapsed.

"Good fight!"

Seeing that Yang Fan had the upper hand, the disciples in the audience began to applaud.

When Yang Fan agreed to fight again, they were not very supportive.

If this allowed Yang Hongfei to win the game, they would continue to see this bastard's bad face in the future.

And now... I feel comfortable!

Isn’t Yang Hongfei crazy?

Aren't you dissatisfied?

Don't you want to fight again?

How is it now?

Why not be beaten by Yang Fan?

"When~"

"When~"

"When~"

A loud roar exploded as the two gun bodies collided.

Yang Fan's attacks were simple and unpretentious, just hitting him one after another, but the effect was particularly obvious. Every collision made Yang Hongfei take two steps back.

At this time, it was less than five meters away from the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform...

"burst!"

At the critical moment, Yang Hongfei used his third soul skill.

Purple light covered the gun body, and the soul power continued to condense towards the tip of the gun, causing the air within two meters of the surrounding area to become distorted.

A spear stabbed out and went straight to Yang Fan's throat!

"Second soul skill, thousands of armies sweep across!"

A flash of dark blue appeared in Yang Fan's eyes, and a strong light suddenly rose as his second soul ring shone.

The soul-breaking gun swept across and slashed out a half-moon-shaped slash of light!

"scoff~"

Yang Hongfei's body flew backwards more than ten meters away and hit the Soul Fighting Stage again with a muffled sound.