Douluo: Wuhun Gatling fights the sky, the earth, and the air

Chapter 14: Soul power level [-], trained by Bibi Dong himself

In this way, under Ghost Douluo's constant rubbing, Ye Yang walked on the edge of life and death every day, and his combat experience also improved rapidly.

Just ten days passed again, and night fell. Ye Yang dragged his already overstretched body to slowly find a safe place to rest. He couldn't bear it anymore.

"Old bastard, please remember that when I become stronger, I will push you to the ground and rub you."

After so long, how could Ye Yang not know that the other party was deliberately training him?

With a bang, Ye Yang collapsed to the ground and couldn't bear it anymore. After ten days of life and death fighting, both his soul and mental power had been seriously exhausted.

"No, I can't sleep, I have to practice."

Ye Yang forced himself into a state of cultivation, knowing in his heart that tomorrow would be another difficult day. At this moment, a lifelike figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Huh? What the hell?"

Opening his eyes wide, he saw a graceful figure in front of Ye Yang coming into view through the night light.

"Nah, another humanoid soul beast?"

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and suddenly disappeared.

"What the hell? Hallucination?"

Suddenly, Ye Yang was no longer calm.

"who is it."

The explosion between life and death instantly made Ye Yang jump up, and the martial spirit Gatling was also summoned.

"Which bastard is so pretentious? Why don't you get out and kneel down in front of me? Otherwise."

"How about otherwise?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came to his ears, and the hairs on Ye Yang's body broke out in cold sweat, as if he had felt the cold blade against his neck.

"Or I'll fuck you."

Suddenly, Ye Yang rushed forward and turned around to summon the Gatling Spirit again. Sometimes the speed of resuming was much faster than the speed of turning the gun.

"The first soul skill: Exploding Bullets."

In an instant, I felt that the little bit of soul power I had finally accumulated was drained away, as if my legs were weak and I was going to collapse.

boom boom boom
After calling him instantly, Ye Yang also saw who it was.

"Ladies, it's you."

Then Ye Yang fainted and the person who came was none other than Bibi Dong.

"Haha, boy, that's great. Your combat experience has indeed improved a lot. It's not in vain that the Pope personally found some herbal spirit beast blood for you."

As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a scarlet aura enveloped Ye Yang.

"This is the blood of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast. How much you can absorb depends entirely on your luck."

Time passed slowly, and the next morning, Ye Yang slowly woke up.

"Ladies?"

Instantly recalling the scene last night, I jumped up excitedly.

"Huh? What about people?"

Looking around, there wasn't even a hair on it.

"This is weird, is it an illusion?"

Maybe, I was really exhausted last night. I took a deep breath and was about to leave when I suddenly felt something strange.

"Wait, my body is..."

Maybe it hasn't changed much, but Ye Yang can feel that his body has become a lot stronger, or a lot more resilient. With a gentle squeeze, he can also feel that his strength has become surprisingly strong.

"I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch. How about giving it a try?"

Douluo Dalu does not solely rely on Wuhun to fight. It can be understood that Wuhun skill is a big move, but most of the time it relies on routines, especially in close combat, which requires fighting experience.

During this period, Ye Yang also felt deeply that his martial soul did not have the opportunity to be used every time, or that he did not have the opportunity to output it every time. Most of them required close combat.At this moment, a soul beast suddenly broke in.

"Huh? A soul beast from 2000? Just a good time to test it out."

This time, Ye Yang did not summon a martial spirit, but hit him with his bare hands. He had never eaten pork in his previous life, so he had never seen a pig running away?
The two sides were fighting back and forth. When there was no chance for damage, Ye Yang would fight directly and use close combat to create opportunities. Once the chance for damage came, Gatlin would go berserk in an instant.

"The first soul skill: Exploding Bullets."

boom boom boom
After taking a step back, Ye Yang seized the opportunity of output very familiarly and directly released the strongest attack. The soul beast in front of him lay on the ground. Looking at the soul ring, Ye Yang shook his head and looked down upon it.

High up, when Ghost Douluo saw this scene, he couldn't help but nod. Ye Yang seized the opportunity very accurately and judged the timing very accurately. Even without the use of martial arts, he could still be invincible among the same level.

"Boy, it's time for you to face the 3000-year-old soul beast. If you can defeat the 3000-year-old soul beast, I will have completed this mission."

Half a month passed quickly. Ye Yang fought life and death during the day and practiced and absorbed the soul beast's blood and medicinal materials at night.

"Finally reaching level [-], it's time to fuse the second soul ring. But... which soul ring is better?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Ye Yang.

"Ghost——."

Ye Yang was so frightened that he jumped up. Bibi Dong's originally happy face suddenly turned ugly. I was kind-hearted and wanted to see what the outcome would be, but you actually said that I am a ghost?
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly who this emperor is?"

With a slap, Ye Yang was knocked upside down on the spot.

"Nima. Bibi Dong, you old bitch."

Ye Yang knew that he was in trouble again, but he never thought that this girl was so ruthless. She flew out with just one slap. He only heard a pop and fell into the pool in front of him.

Ye Yang rolled over angrily and rushed over.

"Bibi Dong, what do you mean? I have already left the Wuhun Hall and you are still bothering me. What do you really like about me? Can't I change it?"

Ye Yang was speechless, knowing that he was no match for Bibi Dong at all, but he just didn't feel comfortable, so he could only use his invincible defense-breaking skill - talking harshly.

"Hmph, you dare to speak harshly when death is imminent."

With a swipe sound, Bibi Dong came to Yin Yin's body.

"Do you want to leave the Wuhun Palace? According to the rules of the Wuhun Palace, once you enter the Wuhun Palace, you are not allowed to leave for life. Otherwise, there is only one way. Since you are so upright, then this Pope will help you."

"Have you figured out how to die?"

Grabbing it with one hand, Ye Yang was lifted up like a little chicken. Bibi Dong was filled with murderous aura and stopped pressing Ye Yang on the spot, which frightened her.

"Hey, put it down, ahem, it's a joke, it's a joke."

"Humph, I never joke. I will give you a choice of how to die. How do you want to die?"

Bibi Dong has already thought about it. This time it is time to take away Ye Yang's limelight, otherwise he will really be unable to suppress it.

"Ahem, Nasha, can I choose to die of old age?"

Damn it——.

"Impossible, choose another one."

"Then it's up to you. You let me choose, but you don't agree with my choice. That's what you call hegemony."

Ye Yang simply lay down, do whatever you want, and Bibi Dong didn't know what to do on the spot. This kid didn't play according to the routine.

"You, you. Humph."

Bibi Dong put Ye Yang down, took a deep breath and said:

"That's all. Because you are young and ignorant, I will spare you this time. If there is another time, you will definitely die."

After saying those cruel words, Bibi Dong held her waist and felt as if she was getting old.

"Nasha, is there something wrong with your waist?"

"It's okay, my liver hurts."

(End of this chapter)