My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 88 The outcome is determined

Ye Fan did not personally operate Qinglong, but let it play its role.

It can't cause any harm to him, but as time goes by, Feng Wudi has gradually become more difficult to block from being free.

"Damn it, if you want to consume me, I will never let you succeed." Seeing him standing there indifferently, Feng Wudi finally understood his plan and immediately cursed him for being shameless in his heart.

It was also the first time that he experienced what it felt like to be depressed. He was already consumed to this extent before he even got close to him.

"The third soul skill, the power of the wind!" Just as he knocked back the green dragon with one blow, he took advantage of this short gap to roar to the sky.

The third soul ring shines, and the purple soul ring blooms with a strange soul-absorbing light.

There was a strong wind all around him, but strangely, his clothes and hair were not blown at all.

He moved again, but this time the speed was far from what it was last time.

Ye Fan was paying attention all the time and saw his figure flashing and disappearing, leaving only a black afterimage.

He also canceled the maintenance of his second soul skill, and the soul power in his body was quietly gathering and gradually boiling.

The dragon's claws protect its vital parts, its eyes are sharp, and it looks around, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

It has to be said that he was also able to hold back his composure and never attacked. Instead, he circled around him and dealt with him, looking for his flaws in order to hit the enemy with one blow.

Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged. He was not in a hurry and had plenty of time to spend with him. He kept moving at such a high speed, which consumed immeasurable physical and soul power.

Ye Fan has already made plans to spend time with him until he is exhausted.

While they were fighting and the fight was getting heated, a man with a big belly in a suit and leather shoes trotted over.

"What is going on?" The man was anxious. Since he was just an ordinary person, he did not dare to set foot on the soul master's battlefield at will, and asked the waiter on the side.

"Manager, Mr. Feng got into a fight with that boy." The waitress said quickly.

"Of course I know they started fighting. I'm asking you what happened?" The manager stared angrily.

The waitress didn't dare to hide anything. Forced by his strong aura, she told him exactly what happened.

He listened to her talking about me with a gloomy face. In the end, his face was as gloomy as coal, and it was so dark that he could hardly see his facial features.

"I'll settle the score with you later!" The manager's eyes were glaring.

When the waitress heard this, her face with heavy makeup turned pale immediately, her lips trembled, and she asked what else to say.

The manager completely ignored her, but took a step forward to be five steps away from them, and said loudly.

"Master Feng, please put away your magical powers. I will open a vacant room for you right away."

The closer he got, the more he could feel the terrifying aura that he could never resist. The strong wind made him somewhat unstable.

If I hadn't been overweight and had a lot of fat, I might have blown myself away at this moment.

Her long, slender hair was blown around, making it look like fried hair.

Naturally, it was impossible for Feng Wudi to be distracted from answering his questions. At this time, he was fully observing the other party.

The dark shadows in the field were still there. Seeing that their fighting did not stop because of his words, the corner of his mouth was bitter and a little depressed.

Sure enough, strength is the last word. In the face of strength, money can only be a number.

His heart was bleeding when he looked at the potted plants and ceramic bottles around him that had been blown over and smashed to the ground by the strong wind.

These are all money~

Just when he was heartbroken by this, the battle situation changed again.

He noticed that the soul power in his body was passing away rapidly. On the other hand, Ye Fan, who was still as stable as an old dog, felt uneasy in his heart.

Shaking his head secretly: "No, we can't delay it any longer. He obviously wants me to exhaust my soul power."

He really didn't want to take action, but now he had an arrow on the string and had to take action.

He has not found his breakthrough point. He has been calm and performed perfectly.

Helpless, he could only launch a sneak attack from behind him in the form of a backstab.

The first soul skill suddenly lit up, and the wolf claws on his hands were filled with a cold luster.

At that moment, the sound of breaking through the air, as well as the changes and subtle fluctuations in the surrounding space, were all felt by Ye Fan, who had been waiting carefully.

"That's it now!" Ye Fan twisted his feet, his eyes condensed, and his aura suddenly rose to its peak.

With a powerful cry, he used the sole of his right foot as a support point, half-turned his body, tensed his right arm, grabbed it and blasted away.

There was a sound similar to the collision of steel, but with a crisper sound. When the counter-shock force was generated, a scream instantly appeared in the lobby.

"Ah!" It was Feng Wudi, his face was extremely distorted, and the color of pain was spread on the surface.

His body didn't fly backwards, but he took a few steps back, staggered and fell to the ground.

He looked at his right hand with horrified eyes. After the collision just now, he was shocked to find that his claws had cracks as dense as a spider web.

"Damn it." The bone-piercing pain in his hand made him frightened and angry.

But reason finally prevailed, and I didn't want to completely offend him, nor did I want to struggle pointlessly.

He immediately raised his other intact left hand and said, "I will give you this vacant room. If I don't argue with you, the family won't have to be so serious."

He said with a wry smile.

Ye Fan said lightly: "Since when have I become a family member with you? Please don't confuse me with you."

"Besides, you are not polite in the first place, don't you understand first come, first served?"

He didn't want to have anything to do with the brother of someone he hated, especially since he had seen him act like a playboy before when they didn't know each other.

When he said this, Feng Wudi's face froze. Very few people dared to deny him face like this.

No matter how annoyed or angry he was, he did not dare to say anything. Instead, he forced a smile and said: "Yes, yes, I was wrong this time. To express my apology, I will bear the cost of your stay here."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the stunned manager. His eyes did not look at Ye Fanshi's kind and flattering look, but instead looked fierce.

"What are you looking at? How long are you going to have to wait for my brother Ye Fan to serve you a good meal?"

"In addition, everything Brother Ye Fan spends here will be on my head, do you understand?"

"Got it! Got it!" The pot-bellied manager nodded vigorously. If even he was treated with such respect, how could he be qualified not to please him?

To be able to sit in the position of manager, in addition to excellent business ability, what is more important is vision.

Although he didn't watch the whole battle just now, he knew from the moment Feng Wudi was injured at the end that the child was special.

"Little brother, do you want to go back to the suite first and wait for the food to be delivered, or wait in the restaurant? I'm going to urge the kitchen."

(End of this chapter)