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Under the influence of the great battle between the five Titled Douluo, the fighting of these low-level spirit masters on the ground became obviously more perfunctory.
"I was shortsighted before. I didn't expect this spirit to be a Titled Douluo with the Flaming Lion spirit, and a Level 97 Titled Douluo at that."
After watching for a while, Ye Ling shook the wine glass in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
"I guess he is one of the four great priests of the Spirit Hall."
"Counting the six or seven priests who possess the Coiling Dragon Staff spirit, the Spirit Hall has dispatched three priest-level elders this time, which is quite bold."
Such treatment is naturally not comparable to the time when Tang San and others were ambushed in the original novel.
The ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo cannot be touched lightly.
This is an unspoken understanding between the Spirit Hall and the Butian Pavilion.
For both forces, a Titled Douluo at level ninety-nine is an existence that can destroy the world.
Ye Ling used himself as bait, and with only one Titled Douluo, Du Bu Si, by his side, he only managed to hook out four Titled Douluos from the Spirit Hall.
A level 97 Lion Douluo, two level 96 Demon Subduing Douluo and Qianjun Douluo, and a level 95 Demon Bear Douluo.
This lineup is enough to destroy all forces except the Haotian Sect and the Sea God Island.
But he could only barely fight a draw with Du Bu Si, who possessed three hundred thousand year soul rings and mastered the secret techniques of the Body Sect.
"They should have a backup plan."
"If there's no backup plan, this whole thing would be a bit anticlimactic."
After signaling Ice Emperor to fill his glass with wine, Ye Ling became less interested in the battle in the sky.
It's just a few old men fighting, what's so interesting about it?
"Do you really think of yourself as my master?"
Bingdi glared at Ye Ling unhappily, but still obediently filled his glass with wine again.
"I am your master."
It could be the influence of alcohol, or it could be the stimulation of the situation.
Ye Ling unexpectedly stretched out his index finger and gently lifted up Bingdi's chin.
"Isn't it?"
In the sky, Du Bu Si and the four Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall were fighting.
In the distance, Long Aotian was fighting with three Soul Douluos.
All around were teachers and students from the Soul Master Academy fighting with the men in black robes.
With the help of a little alcohol, it is easy to arouse some of the heroic spirit in a man's heart.
When awake, he holds the power of the world; when drunk, he sleeps on the lap of a beauty.
Throughout history, all great heroes and great men have been like this.
Can a man like Tang Hao, who became an alcoholic and decadent just because of the death of a woman, be considered a good man?
What about people like Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, who have been depressed all their lives for a woman. Do they deserve the peerless cultivation level of a Titled Douluo at level ninety-nine?
"I think you've had too much to drink..."
Bingdi looked coldly at Ye Ling in front of him. Although his tone was cold, he unexpectedly had no intention of stopping him.
She just let Ye Ling lift her delicate chin.
It feels slightly cool to the touch, like a piece of cold jade.
"I've had too much to drink, but this feels really good."
Looking at Bingdi's cold face and the reddish earlobes that formed an extreme contrast, Ye Ling couldn't help but reveal an ambiguous smile on his face.
Only this slight blush can truly make a woman in this world so beautiful.
At this moment, Ye Ling frowned slightly.
The Ice Emperor, who is Ye Ling's soul, also felt something at the same time.
Transparent ice crystals condensed in front of Ye Ling at an indescribable speed.
An ice wall was formed almost instantly.
Bang!
The moment the ice wall took shape, a leopard shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye slammed into the ice wall.
This ice wall, which was completely condensed from the ultimate ice, was actually shaking and shattering under the impact of the leopard shadow.
"The fifth one."
There wasn't even a trace of extra expression on Ye Ling's face, he just pointed in front of him.
"It's your turn, Bingdi."
"Yes… Master!"
Bingdi pursed her lips and suddenly gave Ye Ling a playful smile, then headed straight for the illusory leopard shadow.
There is no soul ring under the feet of the Ice Emperor. What she relies on is this strong innate human body that was refined by the Qiankun Cauldron from the remains of the 400,000-year-old Ice Blue Emperor Scorpion.
Also, as a soul, she can share Ye Ling's mental power.
Finally, there is the attribute of ultimate ice.
Seeing the Ice Emperor coming towards him, the illusory leopard shadow did not dare to delay and turned into a human form in an instant.
Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, also appeared under his feet at the same time.
Ghost Leopard Douluo, a level 95 agility attack titled Douluo belonging to the Spirit Hall.
Relying on the blessing of physical attributes and mental strength, even though the Ice Emperor had lost most of his cultivation, he was able to fight on equal terms with this level 95 Titled Douluo.
"Master... there are some things that really can't be blamed on Tang Hao, Tang San, Tang Wulin, and Tang Xuanyu."
Ye Ling touched his chin and couldn't help but sigh in excitement.
"Questioning Tang San, understanding Tang San, becoming Tang San, surpassing Tang San?"
After a bitter smile, Ye Ling looked at the empty wine glass and shook his head.
After Bingdi left, no one poured wine for him.
"Pour me some wine."
Ye Ling waved his hand casually, and a woman in a black dress and a veil covering her face immediately appeared beside him quietly.
The woman's face couldn't be seen clearly, but she had a graceful figure and didn't look vulgar.
But there was a lack of lively light in his eyes, as if he were a wooden man.
"Lion, Demon Subduer, Thousand Strength, Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard."
In the carriage of Prince Xuexing of the Tiandou royal family, Chen Xin's face had become extremely ugly.
"These five Titled Douluo were actually stopped by two Titled Douluo from the Bu Tian Pavilion?"
"And that ice-attributed woman, why doesn't she have a spirit ring under her feet? I don't think I've heard of her before."
Although the Spirit Hall wants to hide its identity, there are only so many Titled Douluo in the entire Douluo Continent.
Except for those Titled Douluo from the Butian Pavilion who appeared out of nowhere.
Which of the other Titled Douluo was not a powerful figure in the world of soul masters when he was young?
Especially in the eyes of strong people of the same level, as long as you show your martial spirit, your true identity will most likely be exposed.
"This woman is a little strange."
Ning Fengzhi also followed Chen Xin's gaze and looked up into the air.
"She was able to use her body to absorb some of the Ghost Leopard's spirit abilities, yet she never seemed to use any of her own spirit abilities."
"I just relied on attribute suppression and my rich combat experience to fight the ghost leopard."
Otherwise, why is Ning Fengzhi considered the best auxiliary spirit master in the world?
Such meticulous observation skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Since Ice Emperor has no spirit rings, naturally he cannot have any spirit skills.
In addition, since she had separated from her beast body, some of her soul skills that were originally in the soul beast state could no longer be used.
So it's a bit of a disadvantage to meet some Titled Douluo.
"Master, Spirit Hall has already dispatched five Titled Douluo. Should we help Butian Pavilion?"
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Xin couldn't help but ask Ning Fengzhi.