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The warning from the martial spirit almost made Dai Mubai's hair stand on end.
He subconsciously tried to dodge, but the next moment he was lifted up by an irresistible force.
"How many lives do you have if you dare to attack me?"
Ye Ling stretched out his hand and squeezed it slightly.
At the same time, Dai Mubai, who was lifted into the air by an inexplicable force, felt a huge force pressing towards him from all directions.
"Hmm!"
Dai Mubai's face showed pain, and the bones in his body made "crackling" sounds as they could not bear the pressure.
Davis and Zhu Zhuqing's expressions changed, and they almost took a step forward at the same time and prepared to say something.
"Ye Ling!"
A roar filled with boundless rage came from the sky.
Even Ye Ling was slightly stunned by the voice.
The sharp golden light with an extremely sharp aura came down towards him.
All this happened in a flash, so fast that people couldn't react at all.
"boom!"
A muffled sound accompanied by a powerful fluctuation of soul power instantly spread to the surroundings, shocking the onlookers nearby and making them take a few steps back.
When the smoke and dust from the explosion cleared, everyone could see the situation clearly.
A four-eyed cat-owl, several meters in size and with seven soul rings around its body, had its wings slashing towards Ye Ling three feet in front of him.
It was as if he had encountered some obstacle. No matter how the Soul Saint mobilized his soul power, he seemed unable to break through this barrier.
"Four-eyed owl Flanders."
Ye Ling guessed who it was almost at a glance.
"That's right, I will kill you today to avenge Erlong!"
The four-eyed cat-owl spoke in human language, but in a flash it flew back into the sky to confront Ye Ling.
Just now, Flanders thought he had seized a great opportunity, but he didn't expect that Ye Ling had such a strong barrier around him.
Speaking of which, this was when Kong Deming was just summoned, and Kong Deming gave Ye Ling the ninth-level defense storage soul guide ring, Wanjun Yukong.
This ring, which is strong enough to withstand three attacks from a Super Douluo, has almost never been triggered in these years.
I didn't expect it to play such a significant role today.
"Not bad. Really not bad."
Ye Ling released the unconscious Dai Mu and clapped his hands in admiration.
"How dare you come and seek revenge on me? You are better than that loser Yu Xiaogang."
"Stop talking nonsense. Even if I die in your hands today, I will avenge Erlong."
Flanders, who had displayed his martial soul's true form, stared at Ye Ling with his four eyes.
When his attack failed, he had already guessed his fate.
But so what?
He would avenge his lover without any regrets even if he died!
"I don't like killing people, and you won't die in my hands."
Ye Ling raised his index finger and shook it at Flanders.
"And as a reward for your bravery, I can also let you meet the person you've been thinking about day and night."
Under Flanders' somewhat puzzled gaze, Ye Ling waved his hand.
A woman with a veil covering her face appeared out of thin air in front of Ye Ling.
"Who are you..."
Although he couldn't see her face, Flanders, who had excellent eyesight, recognized the woman's identity almost instantly.
"Go ahead. We're old friends now, so just end it yourself."
Ye Ling waved at the woman.
"Yes, Master."
Upon hearing this, the woman gently took off her veil.
"Erlong!"
Flanders' eyes narrowed slightly, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.
"You...you're not dead?"
What greeted Flanders were the eight soul rings under Liu Erlong's feet.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Avatar!"
Under Flanders' speechless gaze, Liu Erlong, who originally did not have the ability to fly, actually grew a pair of flaming wings on her back after she displayed her martial soul's true form.
A Soul Douluo and a Soul Sage revealed their soul rings and confronted each other.
The powerful soul power fluctuations attracted almost everyone's attention, including the Titled Douluo who was maintaining order here at the Spirit Hall.
"How dare you disrupt the individual competition of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's cold voice rang out.
As the nine soul rings flashed, he appeared between Flender and Liu Erlong.
Ye Ling, who wanted to watch the show, frowned slightly.
"Bingdi, I'll leave him to you."
As Ye Ling was surrounded by cold air, the Ice Emperor also appeared in front of him.
"I asked you to bring a few more people, but you refused."
Bingdi curled his lips and said reluctantly.
"I'm just a spirit, almost becoming your servant."
"Hey, you haven't even done what a servant girl should do, and you still dare to call yourself my servant girl?"
Ye Ling chuckled, then quickly spoke seriously under Bingdi's somewhat puzzled gaze.
"Go ahead, Bingdi, I'll leave it to you!"
The Ice Emperor rolled his eyes at Ye Ling and then appeared in front of Chrysanthemum Douluo.
"Master Ye, what do you want to do?"
The Spirit Hall naturally had records of Bingdi, a powerful figure from the Butian Pavilion whose identity was strange but whose strength was no less than that of a Titled Douluo.
"Nothing."
Ye Ling shook his head and pointed at Flanders and smiled.
"This man wanted to assassinate me, I was just punishing him."
"This is Wuhun City!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo shouted sternly.
He was about to explode with rage.
The Spirit Hall's identity, which had always been successful, had no deterrent effect on Young Master Ye of the Butian Pavilion.
Ye Ling didn't want to say anything anymore, he just waved casually at the Ice Emperor.
The Ice Emperor is Ye Ling's soul, and is connected with Ye Ling's mind. She immediately rushed towards Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo did not dare to be careless and immediately focused his attention on the opponent.
The battle between the two Titled Douluo-level masters was naturally like destroying the heavens and the earth.
But under the deliberate manipulation of Ice Emperor and Chrysanthemum Douluo, the two fought further and further away, and soon moved away from the vicinity of Wuhun City.
"The people who are in the way have left. You can get started now."
A chair appeared under Ye Ling. After he sat down, Ye Ling spoke.
After receiving Ye Ling's order, Liu Erlong rushed towards Flanders without any hesitation.
Liu Erlong is now an eight-ring Soul Douluo, while Flanders is only a seven-ring Soul Sage.
In addition, Flanders was still thinking about their old friendship, and after just a few encounters, Flanders was completely at a disadvantage.
"Erlong, wake up, I'm Flanders!"
"Have you forgotten? We are sworn siblings!"
"Third sister, what's wrong with you!"
Flanders wanted to bring Liu Erlong back to his senses, but all he got in response was Liu Erlong's even more powerful attack.
He could only rely on the characteristics of agile attack soul master to dodge Liu Erlong's attacks, but even so, he was still in danger.
"Please peel an orange for me."
Ye Ling saw it with great interest and couldn't help but take out an orange from the storage soul guide and said to Zhu Zhuqing who was not far away.
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, and then she actually walked to Ye Ling and took the orange from his hand.
"Can you...can you please let Dean Flanders and Teacher Liu Erlong go?"
Although she didn't know what happened to Liu Erlong, Zhu Zhuqing knew that it was all related to the seemingly harmless boy in front of her.