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Chapter 152, open cards and hidden hands(1/2)

The sound of a gong covered the entire martial arts arena from far to near.

And in the sound of gongs.

No matter it is a strong person like He Ma Yuren, the old lion Tang Miaoxing, or Zhang Wang.

Some of the ordinary disciples around them seemed to have been separated from their three souls and seven souls in an instant. Their expressions were stiff and they stood there in a daze.

And the only one who could move was Ye Yan.

I saw him slowly stand up from the chair, stretch out lazily, slowly pass by Hemayu Ren, Tang Miaoxing and others, jump down along the martial arts platform, and arrive next to Miyamoto Isshin.

"Children should not play with such dangerous weapons... Using knives or guns will kill people."

As he spoke, Ye Yan snatched away the short knife with a white ivory handle and embellished with sapphire branding under the eyes of the other party's eyes, which were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

"The knife is good and gorgeous."

He played with the white short sword in his hand for a moment, then made a sword with it, then shook his hand and threw it back into the scabbard at Isshin Miyamoto's waist.

Although Ye Yan is a layman who doesn't know much about knives, he is not blind. Just from the embellishment of this pair of long and short knives, you can tell that these knives are quite valuable.

And such a scene also frightened Hemayu who was unable to move on the stage. He was afraid that Ye Yan would tremble and commit hara-kiri on the little Miyamoto family member... That would be really embarrassing.

Fortunately, this didn't happen.

Although he was under the coverage of the combined soul-suppressing gong, as a top expert, He Mayu's resistance was the highest among the people, and he was also the first to regain consciousness. But even so, although his consciousness was

He recovered, but still cannot control his body.

After advancing to the master level, Ye Yan's various numerical values ​​have been strengthened, including the combined attack soul-suppressing gong, whose power can be said to have been increased several times.

In the past, Ma Laowu, who was holding the soul-suppressing gong and cooperating with Ye Yan to use the "combined attack soul-suppressing gong", would suffer some minor injuries, but it would not have much impact.

But now, in conjunction with Ye Yan's "Combined Strike Soul-Calming Gong", Ma Laowu was not only injured, but his legs might also become weak and he would not be able to get out of bed for three days.

That stamina is so terrifying.

After dealing with Miyamoto Isshin, Ye Yan also leaned down and checked Tang Qingshui in the pool of blood.

Tang Qingshui's condition was not as bad as expected. He was lying in a pool of blood, looking very scary, like a bloody gourd.

But in fact, the old thief Miyamoto's sword was very measured, and the wound did not hurt the vital part... Such an injury, for a foreigner with a strong body, can only be cultivated for a period of time.

No problem anymore.

After checking the wound, Ye Yan picked up the unconscious Tang Qingshui, threw it in the direction of Li Lianxing and others, and threw him into the safety camp, and then returned to the military supervision platform and sat down.

At this time, Hema Yuren on the stage had already recovered from the bombardment of the "Soul-Suppressing Gong".

Although he was relieved, Hemayuren still felt that his limbs were extremely stiff and his body seemed not to be his own. He was like a puppet on strings and felt out of place.

"I woke up quickly enough..."

Ye Yan looked at Hemayu Ren who was moving and leaning on a chair smoking a cigarette and said casually. The latter held the knife awkwardly and looked at Ye Yan with particularly fearful eyes, "Who are you?"

He Mayu Ren has always known that Ye Yan is not weak, but after being hit by the "Joint Soul Suppressing Gong", at this moment, he can really feel the terror of Ye Yan...

How long did the sound of a gong make him pause, ten seconds or half a minute? Even now he has not been able to fully recover...

If the two were enemies, just the time he was in a trance would have been enough for Hemayu to die a hundred times...

Thinking of this, the latter was frightened for a while, and looked like Ye Yan's eyes were as frightened as a tiger.

The previous time when he felt the kind of pressure that only a king could have from Ye Yan, Hemayuren thought he was overthinking it.

After all, for Ye Yan to become a spirit master at his age is already an exaggeration.

But now he felt that Ye Yan was probably a king who was hidden by the Dragon Kingdom and never appeared in public view, acting as a secret hand.

Moreover, for a monarch who is only in his twenties, this is a bit too scary.

Will he be the next Zhang Zhiwei?

Although it is not yet known what the actual combat power of the great king Ye Yan is, as long as he takes one step forward, he will be at the top level in the world.

No other measurement is even necessary.

The deeper he thought about it, the more Hemayure felt like his hair was standing on end...as if he had discovered a shocking conspiracy.

Probably the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei has always been at the top of the list, but rarely comes down the mountain and makes any obvious moves.

In addition, the Dragon Kingdom has a huge population base, but no one else can even get on the list of spiritual masters. This also gives everyone the illusion that the only one the Dragon Kingdom can defeat is Lao Tianshi, which will also make people

Subconsciously ignore other people.

"Damn it, you underestimated the Dragon Kingdom."

He Mayu's expression was complicated, and the emotions hidden in his eyes were like statistical charts, making him appear very fearful and extremely confused.

It was naturally impossible for Ye Yan to think of the idea that a horse could gradually evolve from person to person.

But seeing the other person standing there without speaking for a long time, he could only shrug helplessly because he couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all.

Just when Ye Yan and He Mayu were at a loss for each other, Tang Miaoxing, Zhang Wang, Liu Han and others also woke up from the muddled feeling one after another... They only felt that the scenery in their sight was spinning.

Don't know what happened.

"Brother Yan...what's going on?"

Liu Han's whole body was trembling, as if he was out of strength and wanted to stand up with the help of the chair, but his hands gave out and he fell back again.

The sound of the soul-calming gong came suddenly, and there was no distinction between friend and foe. Those who were further away were better off, but those who were closer were in dire straits.

Especially Liu Han, who was so close to Ye Yan and so close to the center of the explosion, and suffered so much damage that he looked like a soft-legged shrimp like he is now... People were also confused.

"It's okay. I used some tricks to calm down the people below."

Ye Yan scratched his head in embarrassment and tried his best to use tactful words to cover up the consequences of his sudden actions just now.

"That's it"

Liu Han slumped on the chair and nodded with difficulty... He felt like his head was about to explode. Naturally, he had no intention of paying attention to Ye Yan's reaction.

Liu Han has already woken up from the aftereffects of the "Combined Attack Soul Suppressing Gong", and naturally the others have almost recovered too... Like the Ba Shi brothers, the Tang Sect disciples below also woke up one after another.

After waking up, almost every one of them had confusion and bewilderment on their faces. These people looked at me, and I looked at you, and they almost turned around and asked the people next to them to ask questions about their souls.

Of course, the most confused person must be Miyamoto Isshin in the ring. After waking up, he found that the short sword in his hand that was used to end Tang Qingshui's life had been sheathed, and the unconscious Tang Qingshui in the ring had also disappeared.

Appeared in the crowd of Tang Sect disciples.

Miyamoto Isshin has a black question mark face.

My whole body was numb.

With the assistance of Ye Yan's "Combined Attack Soul Suppressing Gong", both parties returned to the cooling-off period.

The main reason was that Tang Qingshui had been rescued, and there was no point in continuing the stalemate. Coupled with the sequelae of the soul-suppressing gong, it was difficult to completely relax within a short while, and everyone went directly back to their homes, each looking for someone.

Mom went...

On the ring, Bashan rubbed his head, which was ringing in the ears from time to time, and announced the victory of the Fuso Mission.

The battle ended at 2-2.

draw!

What remains is the match between Song Yuzhe and Yamamaru Jiro.

Like Xiao Meng's new Gomi soldier, Yamamaru Jiro is also a make-up, considered a low-class horse within the Fuso Mission.

A low-class horse faced off against a high-class horse, and the result was self-evident. The schedule was not very interesting. Ye Yan basically spent the whole process chatting with Xia He on his mobile phone.

In the end, the competition that lasted for two days came to an end amidst the joy and laughter of the Tang Sect.





Catalan Hotel.

Two hours before the party starts.

In the dressing room.

Led by Aima Yuuto, with Abe Shimaka, Miyamoto Isshin, and Yagyu Aiko participating, all the people from the Fuso Mission gathered together with solemn expressions.

"Senior Brother Hema, so what happened in the ring was that the guy named Ye Yan actually took action and rescued the guy named Liao Tong?"

"right."

Hemayuren nodded: "Although I don't know how he did it. But I think he is the only person in the entire field who can do it."

When talking about Ye Yan, Hemayuren's expression was not contempt, but a deep fear.

"Senior brother, have you also been tricked?"

Looking at the solemn-looking Aima Yuto, Miyamoto Isshin took a breath of air and looked at him in disbelief.

It was really hard for him to imagine that He Mayu, whose strength was only lower than that of his uncle and who was ranked 39th on the list of spiritual masters, would fall for this trick.

"That's right..."

He Mayuren didn't hide anything about being attacked, he looked serious.
To be continued...
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