Peerless Tang Sect's Splitting Claws Tearing the Sky

After everything settled, Qian Duoduo and Xian Lin'er hurried to Gong Lao's side, while Fan Yu also hurriedly left to support the pale Ye Ming.

"how do you feel?"

"It's okay, it's just that my soul power is a little overdrawn."

Ye Ming shook his head. At this time, he really had no soul power left. Even his mental power was severely depleted and he really needed to recover.

Then he looked up to the opposite side and saw that Mr. Gong had released his martial spirit avatar. Although he looked a bit embarrassed, his injuries were not serious.

"Boy, your strength is pretty good, especially the last one. If you hadn't reminded me, I might have fallen into your trap."

"Lao Gong is so complimentary. Even if I didn't remind you, I probably wouldn't be able to hurt you."

Seeing that Elder Gong was unhurt, Ye Ming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but when he thought that the Wrath of the Bear Spirit was only a thousand-year soul skill after all, he felt a little relieved. Maybe it would be more appropriate for him to use it to clean up the minions in the future...

Gong Lao shook his head slightly, but did not deny it. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and immediately asked: "Boy, we originally agreed that we would have a battle with martial arts. Just now you used the soul guide to sneak attack me. What happened? What's going on?"

Hearing this, Ye Ming's head turned black, but he still explained: "Mr. Gong, I have never agreed to any of your requests. Please don't frame me falsely."

This competition was meant to test his own strength. As a soul engineer, his opponent was a titled Douluo. Unless he was stupid, he would agree to this request which was equivalent to cutting off his arm.

That is to say, Fan Yu asked him in advance to only use the soul guide he made, otherwise he would have to show the old man his roar of flames...

After hearing Ye Ming's answer, the old man's expression paused, and he suppressed the question he was about to blurt out. The situation felt a little awkward.

Yes, if you think about it carefully, Ye Ming didn't agree to any of his requests just now, but his behavior of scattering the soul guide made him mistakenly think that he had agreed... No, this kid was clearly setting a trap for himself!

Of course Gong Changlong would not admit his mistake, especially when he noticed the cunning flash in Ye Ming's eyes, which further confirmed his suspicion.

At this time, Fan Yu stepped forward to smooth things over, "Mr. Gong, two deans, how about today's test? You have also seen that Ye Ming's soul power has been exhausted and he is in urgent need of recovery."

Both deans looked at Mr. Gong. At this time, he also noticed that Ye Ming's face was indeed a little pale. He had to put down what he was thinking, turned his back and looked at the beast fighting platform that no longer existed, waved and said: "Okay. , in that case you should go back first."

"Mr. Gong, take your leave..."

After saying that, Fan Yu left the Colosseum with Ye Ming and He Caitou. Today's test was beyond his expectations, so he still needed to make some changes to the extreme individual soldier plan after returning.

Qian Duoduo and Xian Liner looked at Mr. Gong who turned around again, with a hint of surprise on their faces.

"You have also seen that if I were just a Soul Saint, I might not be able to end today."

As Gong Changlong wiped the blood flowing from the tip of his nose, he didn't expect that Ye Ming's last blow was actually a mental attack, and the little guy's mental power was exceptionally strong. If he hadn't used Wuhun Zhen at the critical moment, The body is probably injured more than that.

He clearly remembered that the dark gold Terrorclaw Bear's mental power was not its strong point, and he didn't know where the academy found such a freak!

"How can a disciple who is valued by Mr. Li be so simple?"

Qian Duoduo smiled and raised his eyebrows at Xian Lin'er as he spoke, as if to remind her not to forget the previous bet.

Seeing this, Xian Lin'er snorted coldly, turned around and flew towards Poseidon Island, while Qian Duoduo also secretly said something bad and left closely behind.

"What kind of conflict are these two couples having?"

Gong Lao frowned and looked at the two people leaving. At this moment, he noticed the messy Colosseum and suddenly his eyes widened.

not good! Could it be that the couple wanted to escape the bill...

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Late at night, Ye Ming, who had returned to the inner courtyard, summarized the results of today's battle.

"The level of the soul guide is too low, and I don't have enough experience in facing a titled Douluo for the first time. Although my soul skills are strong, they focus on close-range damage. Moreover, the ten-thousand-year soul skills consume too much, and my soul power is not enough to survive." A long battle..."

As his cultivation level increased, Ye Ming found that some of his shortcomings began to be exposed. Originally, he had another big move after the Wrath of the Bear Spirit, which was the powerful strike of the fifth soul skill, but in the end, because of the soul power Exhausted and unsustainable.

Speaking of which, it was because the fourth soul skill consumed too much soul power, but this was also my first attempt.

He has been researching the development of the fourth soul skill, and today is the first time he has used his idea in actual combat, and the effect is surprisingly good.

The metal table not only restrained Mr. Gong, the Titled Douluo, but also enabled the short-distance control of the soul guide through the metal link. This was really an unexpected surprise.

"It just consumes a lot of soul power."

Soul power! It's still soul power. This is the first time Ye Ming has felt the urgent need for soul power. If he has enough soul power, he is confident that he will not be afraid to face the Soul Saint!

However, this is really too difficult. Except for twin martial souls, the higher the martial soul level of a soul master of the same level, the more soul power he can store. His own martial soul, Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, has given him far more power than an ordinary soul king. Soul power, but this is still not enough.

Maybe in the future, I can improve a bottle that can instantly replenish the soul master's soul power?

Ye Ming knows that all the popular milk bottles on the mainland today have a shortcoming, that is, their efficiency is too slow. Even the best milk bottle takes half an hour to replenish the soul power of a soul master of the corresponding level.

This period of time has been enough for too many changes to occur, and it is difficult to play a decisive role in the battle. The production of the milk bottle is also very difficult. It has always been among the top soul guides of the same level. Even he is not sure whether he can now Create a level five milk bottle.

The efficiency of the milk bottle depends on the stability and the soul master's physical fitness. The soul master's recovery after using the bottle will also be faster or slower. The stability is because the huge soul power is compressed into a ball. Once the soul power is extracted too fast, there will be a soul power riot. The risk is that once the bottle is disturbed, it may explode. This is also an important reason for limiting the power of the bottle.

Therefore, it is destined to be an extremely difficult project to realize the expectations!

Ye Ming felt a little frustrated. He understood that the shortcomings of his soul power would be hopeless in a short time. The only way to go was to continue to improve his soul power level. Thinking of this, he immediately started meditating...

Time passed slowly, and the island seemed completely silent in the middle of the night. At this moment, a bright red fire shot up into the sky without warning, followed by a sharp phoenix cry.

Phew! !

The scorching flames tore through the darkness, and a second sun seemed to appear in the sky.

Each inner courtyard disciple flew into the air or climbed onto the roof, all looking in the direction of the Poseidon Pavilion, because the fire was coming from there, and it also carried a strong sacred aura.

Ye Ming, who had just been meditating for a while, was also awakened and stood on the roof. Even here, he could still feel the heat of the flame, and he was very familiar with this breath.

"This ultimate fire...Sister Xiaotao, succeeded!!"