Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 235 Heart Soup Wonderland
"One move is enough to defeat you!" Ye Mao said lightly.

"Arrogance!" Zhou Wenbai scoffed at this.

It's scary enough for an outer disciple to defeat a peak monk in the early stage of Wufu realm, how could he defeat a monk in the middle stage of Wufu realm.

As soon as Ye Mao moved, the Canglang Sword in his hand burst into dazzling light, especially the sword light that emerged from the tip of the sword, exuding a cold and fierce aura, as if it could tear everything apart.

Following Ye Mao's downward swing, it swiftly slashed towards Zhou Wenbai.

"Dong Ming Hand!" Zhou Wenbai spun one hand, and the real power burst out from the palm, condensed into a brown shield with runes flowing on it.

Ye Mao's sword light fell, and there was a loud "boom", and the rest of the energy rolled and spread to the surroundings.

I saw Zhou Wenbai still standing there, the true strength shield in his hand intact.

Everyone couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"The Zhou family's 'Dongming Hand' is used to defend against spiritual-level martial arts. The defense is so strong that even the top masters of the same level cannot break through it."

"Ye Mao wants to use his own strength to forcibly suppress Zhou Wenbai, but it is impossible for him to succeed."

"This young man really doesn't know how to advance or retreat. Originally Zhou Wenbai had already backed down, so you just borrowed the slope to get off the donkey. It's all right now, and you'll make yourself ashamed."

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"Crack!"

This abrupt voice stopped everyone's discussion, and everyone saw the real shield in Zhou Wenbai's hand, and the cracks collapsed.

"puff!"

Zhou Wenbai then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fell to the ground and instantly turned into ice slag.

Everyone looked at Ye Mao in shock. A cultivator at the peak of the Wulun realm actually wounded a mid-stage cultivator at the Wufu realm with one blow. It was a terrible mess.

No wonder the second-generation pavilion master of Yunshuibao Pavilion accepted him as his apprentice.

Zhou Wenbai was even more dumbfounded, no wonder the three outer disciples stood by Ye Mao's side despite knowing that his Zhou family had elders as backers.

This person is too scary!

"City Lord Zhou, do you still dare to underestimate the outer disciples?" The three of them were also shocked by Ye Mao's fighting power, and at the same time they were very encouraged. This sword is really a face for the outer disciples of the Yunshui Pavilion.

With unspeakable bitterness in his heart, Zhou Wenbai said to Ye Mao: "At least someone in my Zhou family is an elder of Yunshuibao Pavilion. I bow my head to you and admit my mistake, and please don't do too much."

"Kneel down!" Ye Mao yelled violently, full of supreme power, Zhou Wenbai's heart trembled in shock, his knees bent, and he immediately knelt down.

Zhou Wenbai felt the deep humiliation, his eyes were red, and his teeth were clenched even more. He has been powerful in Tangcheng for so many years, but today he knelt down in front of a young boy in public.

This hatred must be avenged, and this shame must be washed away!
Ye Mao's sharp gaze, like a sword, swept across the faces of Zhou Hao and the others, and whoever he caught would kneel down obediently, not daring to say anything or refute.

The members of the Zhou family came here with great momentum, but now they knelt on the ground in the street.

No one in the crowd expected that Ye Mao, a teenage boy, would have such power and influence, suppressing the powerful Zhou family in Tangcheng into such a state.

At this moment, the adults in the city are all educating their children in this way - have you seen the young master on the roof, you must learn from him, and don't just focus on playing all day long!

And all the boys and girls in the city looked at Ye Mao with admiration, and many girls even secretly envied that Cai Xiaomei could sit beside Ye Mao.

"Without my permission, no one is allowed to stand up, or you will be responsible for the consequences!" Ye Mao put down these words and looked at the three outer disciples of Danyang Peak, "You three are very sensible, I will treat you to soup in the future."

"Thank you Master Ye!" The three outer disciples were flattered and smiled happily.

Ye Mao took Cai Xiaomei and flew down to the roof, and walked towards Mr. Cai under the admiration and admiration of everyone.

"I heard that the soup made by the old man is unique in Tangcheng. I wonder if I can taste it?" Ye Mao's humble attitude made many people nod repeatedly.

"My lord, you're being polite!" Mr. Cai's face was full of smiles. His granddaughter was rescued from the fire pit. Even if he died now, he felt at ease.

He invited Ye Mao into Cai's house, told his granddaughter to prepare materials, and asked Ye Mao to rest in the front hall.

"To be honest, old man, I am also a soup maker. I wonder if I can watch the old man make soup. If you have any inconvenience, just tell me." Ye Mao said.

Mr. Cai didn't expect Ye Mao to be a treasure soup master, he was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "Now that the soup industry has declined, not many people learn to make soup, and I'm just an ordinary soup cook. If you want to see it, you can follow me." come on."

"Then thank you, senior!" Ye Mao bowed.

"Don't dare to act, dare not act!" Old Master Cai was very satisfied with Ye Mao.

This young man is very assertive, unlike those treasure soup masters in Yunshui Baoge, who look down on ordinary people's soup skills, which is very rare.

Mr. Cai was still an old man just now, but when he started making soup, he seemed like a different person, full of energy and quick hands and feet. Watching him make soup was like watching a master painting, full of a unique sense of beauty.

This aesthetic feeling formed a unique feeling, which entered Ye Mao's heart and slowly settled bit by bit.

Ye Mao tasted a few mouthfuls of the soup made by the old man, couldn't help but close his eyes, flashed in his mind the first time he saw the peak master Xiao Qinghan making soup, then made soup by himself, and then hundreds of cooks in the whole soup city made soup, In the end, it was the old man who made the soup. These images flashed through his mind over and over again, causing a violent reaction.

"Brother Ye, why didn't you drink it after only three sips? Could it be that the soup made by grandpa didn't suit his appetite?" Cai Xiaomei asked Old Master Cai in a low voice.

Mr. Cai let out a soft "shh", and said in a low voice: "He suddenly realized something, he should be making a breakthrough, so please don't disturb him!"

Mr. Cai knew many things about his ancestors, so he naturally knew that Ye Mao had entered the legendary "Heart Soup Wonderland".

It is said that after people enter this state, they will make soup in their minds, and can quickly find problems and further solve them.

In this peculiar realm, the longer you stay, the greater the benefits.

Among their Cai family ancestors, only the old ancestor Cai Tan had entered this wonderful realm, and his later achievements had a great relationship with that epiphany.

This Ye Mao has such good luck!

After a while, Mr. Cai was shocked again. According to legend, the ancestor Cai Tan had comprehended for two quarters of an hour in the "Wonderful Realm of Heart Soup", but Ye Mao had comprehended for an hour now, and it was not over yet.

This kid's potential is terrifying.

Looking at Ye Mao's resolute face, Mr. Cai made two important decisions in his heart, which also affected the fate of the Cai family.

It was also these two wise decisions that made the Cai family, which had completely declined, burst into even brighter light countless years later, completely surpassing the Cai family that Cai Tan had established.

(End of this chapter)