Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 83 Yu Xiaogang Prepares to Bewitch

Ye Lingling simply stood there quietly, her long, light blue hair hanging down her sides, her clear eyes looking at Ye Xuanming, waiting for his instructions.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming paused for a moment, then understood. He turned to Ye Xuanming and spoke in a consultative tone.

"Xuanming, look—"

Ye Xuanming nodded.

Fighting spirit is fighting spirit, but it's not a life-or-death battle.

With permission granted, Ye Lingleng stepped forward and walked towards the edge of the Soul Battle Arena.

She went to where the Shrek members had fallen and slowly raised her right hand.

The Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul quietly emerged, casting a holy light.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black!

Four spirit rings rose from beneath her feet. The moment the fourth spirit ring, shimmering with an eerie light, appeared, the already subdued audience erupted in another gasp of astonishment.

"Another perennial fourth ring!"

"Are all the students at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy monsters?"

Seeing that Ye Xuanming was not hiding his strength, Ye Lingleng also wanted to show her growth to him.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been standing still, trembled violently when he saw Ye Lengleng's black spirit ring.

His once lifeless eyes finally regained a glimmer of light, but were now filled with even deeper confusion and bewilderment.

Ye Xuanming is an exception.

What about this Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master?

Could it be that Ye Xuanming possesses some kind of secret technique that allows people to absorb soul rings beyond their level?

The thought flashed wildly through Yu Xiaogang's mind.

He immediately thought of Ning Rongrong's unusual second-thousand-year soul ring, and Dugu Yan's soul power, which far exceeded that of others of the same level.

These people all had close relationships with Ye Xuanming, and some were even his women.

A hypothesis began to grow wildly in his mind, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Yu Xiaogang made up his mind.

He must find out this secret, no matter the cost.

He took a deep breath and decided to start with his nephew, Yu Tianheng.

Ye Lengleng's Nine Heart Begonia shone with light, and warm life energy enveloped the six Shrek students.

The wounds on Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing healed quickly, and the depression in Tang San's chest also slowly recovered.

After doing all this, Ye Lengleng put away her martial spirit and returned to Ye Xuanming's side.

"Let's go," Ye Xuanming said to Qin Ming.

He pulled Ning Rongrong along, and led Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng away from this noisy place.

Yu Tianheng and the others followed closely behind.

Qin Ming stayed behind. He walked up to Flander, whose face was ashen, and organized his thoughts.

"Dean Flander, I'm very sorry about what happened this time."

Flander waved his hand, his voice hoarse.

"It's not your fault, Qin Ming."

He raised his head and glanced at the students being carried away, his face full of bitterness.

"Seven against two, using a spirit fusion technique, and still lost so badly."

"We, the Shrek Academy, are inferior in skill and have made a fool of ourselves."

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang ignored Flander, who was cleaning up the mess.

Like a walking corpse, he weaved through the chaotic crowd, chasing after the direction the Royal Fighting Team had gone.

The corridors of the Soto Arena were brightly lit, yet they couldn't dispel the heaviness in the air.

The Royal Fighting Team walked ahead, and wherever they went, Soul Masters and staff alike stepped back, watching them with awe.

"Captain, you were so cool just now!"

Yu Feng followed behind Ye Xuanming, his excitement still lingering.

"Two against seven!"

He even pinned that Netherworld White Tiger to the wall with a single spear thrust! I can brag about that for the rest of my life!

Oslo chimed in, "Yeah, I was stunned. Was that really a Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"

"I feel like it's not even as strong as your fusion soul skill, Captain."

Ning Rongrong hugged Ye Xuanming's arm tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, her face full of pride and happiness.

"Of course! Brother Ye is the most powerful in the entire continent!"

Dugu Yan walked on the other side, her long, emerald-green hair swaying gently with her steps. She didn't speak, but the faint smile at the corner of her mouth showed that she was in a very good mood.

Just then, a hoarse voice came from behind them.

"Tianheng".

Yu Tianheng paused, turned around, and saw the figure chasing after him.

Yu Xiaogang.

He looked even more haggard than before, his face was pale, and his once meticulously combed hair was now somewhat disheveled.

"Uncle, is that you?" Yu Tianheng asked, sounding somewhat surprised.

"It's me. I have something to ask you."

Yu Xiaogang's gaze passed over Yu Tianheng and landed on Ye Xuanming, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

Yu Feng, Oslo, and the others stopped and watched this scene with curiosity.

Ye Xuanming watched this scene with great interest.

Yu Xiaogang, this self-proclaimed theoretical master, was like a drowning man desperately trying to grasp at the last straw.

That last straw is the secret within myself.

"Captain, isn't that 'Master' from the Shrek team?"

Yu Feng leaned closer, his tone carrying a hint of glee, as if he were enjoying the spectacle.

"Why did he chase after us? Does he want to become your disciple?"

Oslo chuckled.

"I think it's possible. The captain's spirit ring configuration probably ruined decades of his research."

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Dugu Yan crossed her arms, her long, emerald-green hair swaying slightly. She glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then looked away.

In her view, a loser is not worth wasting time on.

Ning Rongrong clung tightly to Ye Xuanming's arm, urging him softly.

"Brother Ye, let's go quickly, I'm hungry."

Ye Xuanming did not respond to them; his attention was still on Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, nodded to Yu Xiaogang, his voice a little hoarse.

"Uncle, let's go over there and talk."

He deliberately distanced himself from the others and led Yu Xiaogang to the corner of the corridor, where the light was slightly dimmer.

Ye Xuanming withdrew his gaze.

Since the main characters have avoided it, there's not much to see in this show.

"Back to the hotel."

He said it casually, then pulled Ning Rongrong along, and led Dugu Yan and Ye Lengleng towards the exit.

Yu Feng and Oslo exchanged a glance, shrugged, and followed.

A great show seems to have ended abruptly, with a promising start but a disappointing finish.

The corner of the corridor.

Yu Xiaogang didn't speak immediately. He coughed violently a few times, as if he wanted to cough up all the pent-up energy in his lungs.

Yu Tianheng stood aside, watching him silently.

The uncle before me was completely different from the image I remembered of him—a man who always stood tall and was always confident in his theories.

"Tianheng".

Yu Xiaogang finally recovered. He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring straight at Yu Tianheng.

"You see, we lost, we lost miserably."

Yu Tianheng's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"The Soul Master of the White Tiger Martial Soul, combined with the Great Soul Master of the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Netherworld White Tiger, can even briefly rival the power of a Soul King."

"But what was the result?"

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