NABC Chapter 38 It's not advisable for classmates to fight.
Chapter 38 It's not advisable for classmates to fight.
Only after Xu Ping's figure had completely disappeared did Ye Chenxing turn her gaze back to Jing Hongchen.
"There's a second reason," he said. "My ultimate light is extremely sensitive to evil energy. As soon as the opponent enters combat, I can sense the aura of an evil spirit master on them."
Xiao Hongchen blurted out, "Ultimate attributes are so amazing?! They actually have this kind of function?"
Ye Chenxing glanced at him sideways, smiled slightly, and didn't explain further.
That's utter nonsense. The four men's disguise was flawless; they didn't reveal a single hint of evil from beginning to end. If he hadn't read the original story, how would he have known that these four men were sent by the Holy Spirit Cult?
But it's okay, he has the right to interpret the extreme attributes, and many lies don't even need to be explained.
"Then how did you escape?" Jing Hongchen asked curiously.
"It's simple." Ye Chenxing shrugged. "I fought with him for a while. He realized he couldn't take me down in a short time, and figured you should be free to come over by now. Afraid of being intercepted, he had no choice but to retreat."
So that's how it is. We exchanged blows for a while.
Jing Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen exchanged a glance and nodded.
……etc?
The grandmother and grandson, Jing Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen, froze on the spot, both of them simultaneously filled with huge question marks.
A level 20+ Soul Master "exchanged blows" with a Soul Douluo whose cultivation level was more than 60 levels lower? And even managed to "not be able to defeat him in a short time"?!
I recognize each of the individual words, but I can't understand them when they're put together.
The fact that he uttered such absurd and nonsensical words in such a casual tone was utterly ridiculous.
The grandfather and grandson slowly turned their heads, but no matter how absurd it seemed, Ye Chenxing was now perfectly fine in front of them, communicating with them.
Facts speak louder than words, especially considering that Ye Chenxing's martial soul was already a miracle, capable of defeating an 80th-level Soul Douluo...
I still can't quite accept it!
That's level 80, not eight levels higher, and not even eighteen levels higher!
Unfortunately, everyone has their own secrets, and Jing Hongchen wisely refrained from pressing the matter further. Xiao Hongchen, on the other hand, silently made up her mind.
Well, when we get back to the academy, I'll definitely have a contest with him on assembling and aiming soul tools. We're classmates, and fighting on the Soul Arena will only hurt our friendship.
It's definitely not that I chickened out! No, it's not!
Jing Hongchen snapped out of her daze, looking at the mess left by the battle around her, her face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water:
"Was it to stifle the ultimate light...? At which point did the news leak out...?"
"However, one Title Douluo plus three Soul Douluos. This is probably the strongest lineup that those rats in the gutter could muster while keeping it from the Empire's surveillance. They've been thoroughly humiliated this time, and they definitely won't dare to show their faces again anytime soon."
At this point, a murderous glint appeared in Jing Hongchen's eyes, and he practically spat out the words through clenched teeth: "I will report this matter truthfully to Elder Kong upon my return. Those who dare to extend their claws towards the future of the Sun Moon Empire will be made to pay a bloody price!"
Ye Chenxing didn't respond.
He was currently pondering who was behind today's ambush. Was it the dying emperor? Or the ruthless Crown Prince Xu Tianran?
But after a moment's thought, Ye Chenxing felt relieved.
It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, if the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up. Just go back and pack up this mess and dump it on Confucius.
Pulling herself back to reality, Ye Chenxing looked down at Meng Hongchen, who was clutching the hem of her clothes tightly.
The little girl's breathing had stabilized and she was no longer trembling, but she still buried her face in his chest, motionless, like a sleeping kitten.
Ye Chenxing chuckled and flicked her forehead lightly with her finger, her tone languid: "Hey, crybaby, you've been leaning against me for so long, you didn't fall asleep in my arms, did you?"
"Who's the crybaby?!"
Meng Hongchen jerked away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Only then did she realize that she had been nestled in Ye Chenxing's arms for so long.
A blush visibly spread from her neck all the way to her ears. She didn't dare to look at Ye Chenxing again, and hurriedly turned away, pretending to tidy her hair, which wasn't messy at all.
Ye Chenxing smiled slightly and looked up. On the horizon, Xu Ping was leading a fully armed squadron of flying soul masters, breaking through the air at an extremely fast speed.
"Let's go home."
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Wuyun Douluo led the Zhongli brothers at breakneck speed, finally arriving at a secluded stronghold of the Holy Spirit Cult. The three stopped and removed their disguises.
Zhong Litian and Zhong Lidi, these two Soul Douluos who look exactly alike, are both seriously injured and their auras are weak.
"Damn it! Has that old bastard Jing Hongchen gone mad?" Zhong Li cursed, clutching his chest and coughing up blood. "We weren't going to kill his grandchildren, why would he go to such lengths?"
Zhong Litian's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth as he echoed, "If it weren't for the fact that the Sect Leader had a cooperative intention with the Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire and it wasn't appropriate to completely break off relations, the Sect Leader and all the elders and retainers would have personally intervened and killed them all long ago!"
Ignoring their complaints, Wuyun Douluo frowned and looked around: "Didn't we agree to meet here after the operation succeeded? Where's Zhongli Ren?"
Upon hearing this, the Zhong brothers were both taken aback.
Right, where is Zhongli Ren? Logically speaking, if he went to kill a mere brat, he should have already succeeded and returned to the stronghold.
A strong sense of foreboding instantly gripped their hearts. Zhong Lidi abruptly stood up: "No, we have to go back to find him!"
Wu Yun Douluo reacted swiftly, pressing the two back down and shouting sternly, "Are you two crazy? Mingdu is definitely under strict investigation right now. Are you dragging your heavily injured bodies back to your deaths? Or do you think we haven't left enough evidence and are deliberately handing it back to them?"
The Zhong brothers forcefully broke free from Wu Yun's grasp, their eyes bloodshot: "What do you know! That's our own brother, we could never abandon him!"
Seeing the two of them almost losing their minds, Wuyun Douluo narrowed his eyes and his tone turned completely cold: "Very well. If you insist on going back to your deaths, I will return to the sect and report the truth to the sect leader."
Upon hearing the word "leader," the Zhongli brothers, who were originally furious, were as if doused with cold water, and instantly fell silent, their arrogance vanishing completely.
Seeing that the two had finally behaved themselves, Wuyun Douluo coldly said, "Let's go back to the sect first, and leave everything to the sect leader to decide."
He paused, glancing back in the direction they had come from, his voice low and deep: "It seems that the kid with the Limitless Light isn't so simple. Or perhaps... he has other experts by his side, holding Zhongli Ren back."
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The wheelchair rolled over the bluestone slabs, making a low, soft sound. Xu Tianran, dressed in white, sat in the wheelchair and was slowly pushed out of the Crown Prince's Palace by the girl behind him.
"Ju Zi, do you know why Father summoned me today?" Xu Tianran asked, turning his head.
"I don't know about oranges," the girl replied, shaking her head.
Xu Tianran chuckled softly, his tone resolute: "Father summoned me to the palace today, which must be because he has affirmed my plans for the war."
The old emperor was ill and had not attended court for a long time. Ever since Xu Tianran used his iron fist to purge the second prince who had framed him, there were very few princes in the court who dared to confront him directly.
He now controls most of the government affairs, with the emperor only making the final decisions. Xu Tianran knows that summoning him now to directly abdicate is wishful thinking, but it is definitely a way to further delegate power to him.
Orange said softly, "Then I must congratulate His Highness the Crown Prince."
"The more power I wield, the closer you get to the day of your revenge." Xu Tianran gave her a deep look. "Grow up quickly, Orange. Only then can I truly entrust you with important responsibilities."
Upon hearing this, a hint of sadness and resentment flashed in Orange's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it and replied softly:
"Yes, Your Highness."