Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall Chapter 439

  Chapter 439 Ye Qifeng vs. Meng Yiran

  Tang San's face was full of black lines, he was a little ashamed, and he shouted madly in his heart, I'm ugly, don't you have human rights for being ugly?

  No, I'm just a little bit ordinary-looking, so I can't be considered ugly.

   How dare you call me ugly? **** it!

At this moment, the sliver of goodwill towards Meng Yiran in Tang San's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and turned into deep disgust, wishing to throw out all the hidden weapons in "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" and confuse her. face.

  Although Ye Qifeng was a little stunned, he burst into laughter in his heart, silently giving Meng Yiran a thumbs up.

   "Puff—"

  Zhu Zhuqing didn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed softly, and immediately realized that it seemed a little out of place, so he quickly stretched out his hand to cover his small mouth.

  Her pair of beautiful black eyes patrolled back and forth between Ye Qifeng and Tang San a few times, during which they also glanced at Dai Mubai, Oscar and others present, and finally fixed on Ye Qifeng's face.

  Her Brother Ye is of course the most handsome.

  Don't talk about that ugly Tang San, among all the men present, none can compare to her Brother Ye.

   Staring at Ye Qifeng's handsome face, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly started beating uncontrollably.

   Fortunately, no one paid attention to her at this time, otherwise they would definitely find that her snow-white and delicate cheeks were already rosy.

  But Tang San was different, his face was already covered with shadows, like the bottom of a pitch-black pot.

  If it wasn't for Xiao Wu to hold him back and comfort him, "Xiao San, you will always be the most handsome in my heart!"

  He couldn't help but want to do it.

  The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

  Seeing Tang San being rejected by Meng Yiran, Dai Mubai wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to laugh, and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, it took a lot of effort to hold back the smile.

  However, it was funny, he stood up and said to Meng Yiran:

   "Okay, just do as you say."

  After saying this, Dai Mubai hurriedly pulled Zhao Wuji who was already frowning, and explained to him the reason why he agreed to the other party's request.

   Then he gave Zao Wou-ki a detailed account of Ye Qifeng's strength, and by the way, he also told about how he provoked Ye Qifeng at the Rose Hotel a few days ago and was beaten up by him.

   Then they called Tang San, and told Zao Wou-ki the battle between him, Xiao Wu and Ye Qifeng.

  Hearing Dai Mubai and Tang San's description of Ye Qifeng's strength, Zao Wou-ki was also extremely surprised. After discussing for a while, the three of them agreed and decided to entrust Ye Qifeng with the fight.

   Then the three called Oscar and explained the situation to him.

  Oscar naturally has no opinion.

  For Ye Qifeng, he already had a good impression in his heart, and now he knew that Ye Qifeng's strength was even stronger than Dai Mubai and Tang San, so of course he agreed with both hands and feet.

  Since Ye Qifeng is so strong, if he takes the shot, wouldn't the Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb Snake soul ring be easily captured? Beautiful.

  Oscar was very happy.

   A moment later, Zhao Wuji brought Tang San and Oscar to Ye Qifeng.

  Dai Mubai didn't come, I don't know if there was a shadow in his heart, he didn't dare to face Ye Qifeng.

   "Are you this.?"

  Looking at Zao Wou-ki, Tang San and Oscar who came before him, Ye Qifeng was slightly taken aback, wouldn't he really let me fight Meng Yiran?

  Zhao Wou-ki touched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment:

   "Brother Ye Qifeng, can we ask you something?"

  Ye Qifeng glanced at them:

   "You want me to fight for Oscar?"

"Yes."

  Zhao Wou-ki nodded:

   "Look, that little girl calls for a fight with you, how about you help us fight?"

"please."

  Oscar blinked his peach eyes, clasped his hands together at Ye Qifeng, his stubbled face was full of pleadings.

   "Aren't you afraid that I will deliberately lose water?"

  Ye Qifeng looked at the three of them with indifferent eyes, and asked with a smile without immediately agreeing.

   "With your strength, it is impossible to lose."

   Tang San answered, staring straight at Ye Qifeng.

   "It seems that Dai Mubai said something to you, but it doesn't matter."

  Ye Qifeng glanced at Dai Mubai who was not far away looking up at the sky, smiled lightly, and then took a meaningful look at Tang San in front of him.

  Ye Qifeng naturally knew the careful thinking in Tang San's words, it was nothing more than distrust of himself, showing that he was watching, so that he could not release the water.

   In this regard, Ye Qifeng actually doesn't care.

   Tang San also saw Ye Qifeng saw his little thoughts, bowed his head and said nothing.

   "Okay, I agree."

  Ye Qifeng nodded, anyway, even if he didn't make a move, Meng still wouldn't be able to get the soul ring of the cockscomb snake. In that case, he might as well go and play with her by himself.

   "Haha, thank you little brother, Shrek Academy will definitely reward you afterwards."

  Zhao Wou-ki didn't have so many twists and turns, he was very happy, he laughed and opened his mouth, which was a promise of generous rewards.

   As for the reward, that is Shrek Academy's business, he can't control it, anyway, Dean Flender is in charge, so it's fine to let him have a headache.

   "There is no need for rewards, anyway, your Shrek Academy doesn't have anything valuable."

  Ye Qifeng shook his head, and spoke the truth unceremoniously.

  Zhao Wou-ki, Tang San, and Oscar were speechless at the same time.

   not long.

  Everyone sorted out an open space between the arenas.

  Zhao Wuji and Snake Po Chaotianxiang stood on both sides of the open space, staring solemnly at the middle of the field to prevent accidents.

   After all, fighting is dangerous, but you can't let the two get angry. It's not worth betting your life, just make sure it's done.

   At the same time, the two of them had to spend part of their energy, always on guard for possible dangers. This is the Star Dou Forest, where countless wild soul beasts live, and dangers may strike at any time.

  Ye Qifeng and Meng still stood in the center of the field, facing each other.

   "The battle begins."

   Zhu Zhuqing, who was temporarily acting as the host, spoke briefly and to the point. He waved his jade hand to signal the start, and then retreated to the sidelines in a blink of an eye.

  Neither Ye Qifeng nor Meng Yiran reported their families.

  This is not the fighting spirit platform in the fighting spirit field. Naturally, before there is no fighting spirit, you must report the pedantic rules such as name, martial spirit, and soul power level. The most important thing is to hide your own strength.

   "Activate your martial soul."

  Meng Yiran waved his snake stick in his hand, pointed at Ye Qifeng opposite, opened his small mouth covered with lavender lip glaze, and let out a light voice.

   "No, just take care of yourself. Come on."

  Ye Qifeng smiled faintly, shook his head, and casually put on a defensive posture, thinking silently in his heart:

   "Bullying the little girl is not what I want, but now I need to follow the Shrek group, I'm sorry, I will compensate you with a soul ring later, and now I will be a sandbag for you to practice with."

   "Hmph, don't regret it!"

  Meng is still a little annoyed, he doesn't even open his martial soul, does he look down on me?

  Since this is the case, then I will not use soul skills for now.

   Immediately she didn't care so much, snorted coldly, exerted force on the soles of her feet, shot out of her body, and pulled her long legs towards Ye Qifeng's head.

  Looking at the slender jade legs that were attacking, Ye Qifeng didn't dodge, and unhurriedly raised an arm to block it.

  Meng is still a little surprised. She has used seven or eight points of strength for this kick of the whip, but it was blocked by the opponent's hand, which surprised her a little.

  The expression on Meng Yiran's face didn't change much.

  However, the next attack fully expressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

In the middle of the field, Meng Yiran's figure was darting rapidly, and his attacks became more and more fierce. With his fists and feet paired with the two-meter-long snake stick in his hand, he used all his attack methods except soul skills towards Ye Qifeng to his heart's content. .

  Meng Yiran looks petite and fragile, but her fists and feet are full of strength. The two-meter-long snake-headed crutch in her hand is also swaying vigorously, showing good fighting qualities.

   Obviously, it is not what Zao Wou-ki thought, it is a spoiled greenhouse flower with little actual combat ability.

  Meng Yiran's attack was sharp and tricky, extremely threatening.

  However, in front of Ye Qifeng, it was still a bit unsightly. Her attack could not break through his defense at all.

   Fists were all blocked by palm strikes, legs and feet were blocked by swinging arms, and the snake stick was avoided by the mysterious movement of tossing and turning.

  After fighting dozens of moves, Meng Yiran's breath began to become short, while Ye Qifeng remained motionless and his breath was steady.

   Dozens of strokes have been passed, Meng is still out of breath, and Yujie's forehead is already covered with fine beads of sweat.

  Ye Qifeng was still relaxed and comfortable, with ease, and did not feel the slightest fatigue.

  By this time, Meng Yiran had clearly realized that the strength of this utterly handsome and heart-piercing handsome man opposite him was just like his appearance, a bit too strong, a bit outrageous.

  The soul ring is right in front of you, as long as you absorb it, you will be able to advance to the third ring soul master. The cockscomb snake was originally your own, but after being injured, it was already irritating enough.

   Now this competition, it is possible to lose?

   No, how could she admit defeat.

  Grandma is still looking at herself, she can't lose, and she won't lose.

   "I'm going to use my soul skills, you have to be careful!"

  Meng still took a deep breath. Next, he must use soul skills. The opponent is very strong. If he doesn't use soul skills, he really can't break through his defense.

  Ye Qifeng heard the words, and after avoiding Meng Yiran's persistent attack, he deliberately opened a distance to give her a chance to display her soul skills.

  Looking at the opponent who was pulling away from him, Meng Yiran snorted coldly, and the two soul rings on his body suddenly flickered at the same time.

   "The first soul skill, tongue blade!"

   "Second Soul Skill, Snake Body!"

  Accompanied by a cold snort, Meng Yiran's two soul ring skills were activated simultaneously.

  The second soul skill, Snake Body, endowed her with the flexibility and speed of a snake. When her body was swaying, she suddenly swayed, and rushed towards Ye Qifeng like lightning.

  At the same time, the snake-headed crutch in her hand pointed directly at Ye Qifeng, and the first soul skill, Snake Blade, was cast.

   From the snake head at the top of the snake stick, a two-foot-long tongue spewed out, instantly closing the distance between Ye Qifeng and Ye Qifeng.

  The tongue blade is clearly poisonous, and it is blue and extremely dazzling, exuding a deadly threat.

  In an instant, the snake stick in Meng Yiran's hand turned into several snake shadows, with surging domineering soul power, covering almost all the space that Ye Qifeng could dodge.

  But this is nothing in Ye Qifeng's eyes. With his soul sage level cultivation base and extraordinary powerful spiritual perception, he can naturally see the reality of it.

   Not all of the lights and shadows transformed by the snake staff are real, but they cannot be said to be fake either. One of the lights and shadows is the snake staff itself, and it just switches between true and false and virtual reality quickly.

  True and false, false and true, this is the essence of the soul ability of Snake Blade, and it is also its strength.

  The sharply growing snake blade came very suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, it had already come to Ye Qifeng.

   Facing the invading snake blade attack, Ye Qifeng didn't dodge a lot, but moved his footsteps slightly at an angle.

  At the same time, his hand was covered with a layer of imperceptible soul power, and he suddenly stretched forward, grabbing one of the snake shadows in a flash.

   Immediately afterwards, under Meng Yiran's shocked gaze, Ye Qifeng grabbed seven inches above the body of the snake-headed crutch.

  Meng Yiran's spirit is a snake stick. Although it is a weapon spirit, it also has all the attributes of a snake. The seven-inch position is where its weakness lies.

   Being pinched seven inches at the vital points, all the snake shadows instantly dissipated and ceased to exist.

  Meng Yiran watched his invincible first soul skill being easily dispelled by Ye Qifeng in this way, and he was stunned for a moment, his beautiful blue-gray eyes widened involuntarily, filled with inconceivable words.

  But she reacted quickly, and didn't want to admit defeat. She exerted strength with her hands instantly, and the soul power in her body surged out. She wanted to withdraw the snake stick from Ye Qifeng's hand, and at the same time urged the snake blade to spit out again.

However.

  Meng still failed to fulfill his wish.

  No matter how hard she tried, how she mobilized her soul power, she couldn't pull back the snake staff.

   Instead, Ye Qifeng snatched it away.

  Looking at his empty hands, Meng Yiran froze in place.

  The martial soul was taken away, and without the snake stick, she naturally had no stronger means of attack.

  Even if the martial soul can be released and then summoned again, there is not enough soul power to support her at this time, and she loses.

"I lost."

   Meng Yiran raised his head sharply, looked at Ye Qifeng who was holding his martial soul in his hands, and gritted his silver teeth, but no matter how unwilling he was, he could only admit defeat.

  The strength gap between her and the opponent seems a bit big.

   "Senior Snake Woman, what should I say, it seems that we have won this competition."

  Zhao Wou-ki, who was in charge of supervision and security on the sidelines, looked at Chao Tianxiang on the other side.

   "If you lose, you lose. We, grandpa and grandson, are willing to bet and admit defeat. The thousand-year-old cockscomb snake is yours."

  The Snake Woman's face was a little ugly, and there was a slight chill on her wrinkled face, but she controlled it very well, and didn't explode, and replied to Zhao Wuji lightly.

   It's just that the tone is obviously not as polite as it was at the beginning.

  (end of this chapter)

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