Douluo's Night

"Then I'll call you Ye Zi." Tang San said with a smile. Except for that smile that looked very green, he looked much more mature than his peers in both words and deeds.

It's not for nothing that a noble son comes from a poor family. Looking at Tang San's clothes, you can tell that he comes from an ordinary family, and his behavior is infinitely higher than that of the brat in the Spirit Hall.

"Ye Shi, are you alone? Where is your teacher?" Tang San remembered that he was alone when he saw Ye Shi in the afternoon, but he didn't expect that he was still alone now, so he couldn't help but asked strangely.

After hearing Tang San's question, the middle-aged man also opened his eyes that were originally closed.

"I am alone." Ye Se spread his hands and said, "I ran out alone to practice."

Tang San was stunned when he heard this answer, and even the middle-aged man's eyelids twitched twice.

"Who is your master? Your master in the Spirit Hall." The middle-aged man asked, and when Tang San saw him speaking, he quickly added: "Yese, this is my teacher, you can call him master. "

The master glanced at the middle-aged man at night and found that his internal power, or soul power level was not high. Can such a person be a teacher?

The doubts in his heart were not shown on his face. Ye Xie shook his head and said: "I have a teacher, but I don't have a master. This time I will take advantage of the holiday to get familiar with the martial arts and practice fighting methods."

"Really?" The master seemed to be relieved, and then closed his mouth, obviously unwilling to speak.

While flipping the burning bonfire, Tang San chatted: "Ye Shei, what is your martial spirit? I see you defeated the Nether Wolf of those ten years with one punch. Is it an attack-type martial spirit?"

"No... To be honest, I don't know which system my martial soul belongs to." Ye Xie sighed and spoke the truth. In his opinion, power is pure strength. There is no such thing as strong attack or agility. Is it all power?

As he spoke, he activated his martial spirit, and his right fist gradually turned into the same color as the night, with small stars shining on his right hand.

"This is..." Tang San glanced at it, obviously not knowing what kind of martial spirit it was, and then looked towards the master.

"The elder who tested it said that this is an astral martial spirit... but the name is not clear. They said it should be a mutated martial spirit. I don't know the details."

Night said casually, throwing a piece of wood into the fire.

"Astral martial souls..." The master narrowed his eyes, "Most of the astral martial souls currently appearing are of the control type, a few are of the attack type, and a very few are of the recovery type."

"Control" Ye Xie waved her right hand to control what

"That's right, control." The master glanced at Tang San, as if he was lecturing him, and said slowly, "The so-called control soul master refers to someone who relies on his own martial soul to restrict his opponent to assist or attack. Purpose."

"Assistant duels are not all one-on-one, who should I assist?" Ye Shi asked if he didn't understand. Anyway, he was six years old now, so there would be no shame in asking.

The master shook his head, "Didn't your teacher tell you that you need six reliable partners?"

Ye Xie expressed that she had no idea at all. Seeing that Tang San was also a little curious, the master slowly began to tell the story about the Soul Master Competition.

"So, we need seven people to work together and defeat the enemy. That's what you mean, right? Teacher." Tang San said respectfully.

The stiff smile on the master's face seemed to melt a little. He nodded and said: "Not only must we work together, we must also advance and retreat together, and the control soul master is the brain of a team."

Ye Zi's face was exactly the same as Master's, completely frozen. . .

Why does this world have such outrageous rules, seven-on-seven battles, not one-on-one.

How could it be that Ye Zi lowered his head when he asked Ye Zi to hand his back to his companions? After being betrayed once, Ye Zi no longer believed in anyone, he only believed in himself.

He has no friends or partners, especially after practicing Taishang Wangqing, he no longer even has the emotion of hatred.

All that is left is the sword pointing straight to the sky in his heart.

"Night, what's wrong?"

"I'm just a little surprised." A peaceful smile appeared on Ye Zi's face, "I have fought alone before. I will definitely be a little uncomfortable after joining a small group."

Tang San thought for a while, then nodded and agreed with Ye Zi's point of view.

"Luoluo, Luoluo, Luoluo" a hurried cry suddenly sounded, and the master's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, with a flash of cold light, he grabbed Tang San's hand.

In times of crisis, the most important thing is his disciples.

Ye Zi narrowed his eyes, and the surrounding suddenly became quiet. Ye Zi heard the rustle of prey crawling on the ground, and at the same time, he smelled the unique fishy smell of soul beasts.

Tang San's nose moved and he subconsciously blurted out, "Poison."

Night glanced at Tang San, stood up, and his right fist gradually turned into darkness.

With his transparent Taoist mind, he observed a dark green triangular snake head standing up in the bushes not far away. A pair of small ruby-like eyes looked towards them. For some reason, he didn't Keep getting closer.

"Teacher, there." Tang San pointed towards the direction where the snake's head was raised.At this time, the master has no time to think about why Tang San can see what he can't see.He quickly took out a fire pocket from the wrist soul tool and threw it in that direction.

The fire ignited in the wind and illuminated the area while rolling. This time, the master also saw the existence of the snake head. He took a breath of cold air and said, "It's a Datura snake. Why would such a vicious guy appear outside the Soul Hunting Forest? I hope it's a ten-year-old snake."

The master said in a deep voice: "The mandala snake is extremely poisonous. It not only has a paralyzing effect, but also has a strong destructive effect on the body's nerves. It is one of the most terrifying existences among poisonous soul beasts. Its body is extremely tough. , Ordinary swords are hard to hurt, only the mouth and eyes are the weak points. But the Datura snake has always protected itself very well in these two positions, and its speed is extremely fast. The most terrifying thing is its aggressiveness. When encountering humans, it Almost always attack. Realgar powder may not be able to restrain it for too long, it is waiting for an opportunity."

He glanced at Tang San, then looked at the night: "Don't go and die."

Ye Shi glanced at the master. It seemed that this man was not very cold, but he was not good at expressing emotions. He waved his hands. He couldn't even deal with this little snake, so how could he slaughter the sky.

"I'm fine." He said to himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Xi leaned over, with his right fist in front and left fist behind, and rushed towards the mandala snake.