Chapter 938 Unfavorable opening

When everyone was amazed at Mo Gucheng's victory, Yan Xuemeng came to Ye Shuo alone, raised her hand and placed it on his back, comforting him gently:

"Ye Shuo, this is just the first game, don't be too sad..."

As the eldest lady of Tianxiao Pavilion, although Yan Xuemeng is simple, she is not completely ignorant of the world. She knew very well that since Ye Shuo came to the Tiangong Gate, all his awkward performances were just because he was inferior.

This is the highest-standard examination room, with geniuses from all walks of life gathering, and a large number of children with a huge background. Among this group of people, Ye Shuo is really too ordinary.

He was born in a small border country and walked out of the remote country alone. Although through continuous efforts, he had reached an equal position with many geniuses, in his heart, there were always indelible grudges.

He minded his identity as a civilian, that he had no recommended places, and that he never even wanted to get too close to himself because he was unwilling to be labeled as a "soft-for-nothing" person.

He is inferior because of his background and is proud because of his own strength. These two extreme emotions have always conflicted in his body. Once the situation is a little unsatisfactory, he will become sensitive and sharp like a hedgehog, stabbing others and himself.

In any case, he was his first friend outside. Now that he came to the Tiangong Gate, he was like visiting his home. As half of the owner, Yan Xuemeng felt that he had an obligation to comfort this guest from afar.

What made her a little sad was that Ye Shuo's next reaction was indeed as she expected. He opened her hand fiercely and said coldly: "I don't need your sympathy!"

Yan Xuemeng followed closely and wanted to persuade him again. At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded on the side.

"Yes, it's meaningless to say hypocritical sympathy. What's important is that you will win back the next few games."

That Gothic outfit, with a fair face and blood-red eyes, the one standing beside it was Feng Juntong!

"Ye Shuo, I'll help you train." Regardless of the shock of the two, Feng Juntong took the initiative to invite Ye Shuo, "Don't you want to see the real power of the 'Eye of True'?"

"You..." Although her expressionless face was exactly the same as when the group battles, somehow, Ye Shuo always smelled a conspiracy, "Why are you?"

Did she try to trick herself into a secret room and seize the fragments of her treasure cauldron? Is there still a residue when she erased her memory? Or would she bring herself directly to the Lord of Jiuyou Palace?

"You don't have to worry about that." Feng Juntong ignored his concerns, "If you want to surpass yourself, come with me." After leaving this sentence, she turned around and left, and walked in a hurry, and didn't even look at whether Ye Shuo followed or not.

Go, or not? Ye Shuo gritted his teeth and thought. But as soon as he touched Yan Xuemeng's worried gaze, a rebellious feeling surged in his heart.

No matter what! The soldiers come and the generals block the water and the soil are covered. This is at the Tiangong Gate. See what she can do to me?

Thinking of this, Ye Shuo ignored Yan Xuemeng and ran a few steps behind Feng Juntong.

The first game ended so quickly, which was unexpected to most people. However, in this way, they could save time watching the game, practice, or entertainment, which is a good thing.

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"As for Tianxiao Pavilion, they majored in the Law of Light, which is exactly the opposite of us. However, as long as you master the Law of Darkness and learn from one example and you can deal with it."

After the initial demonstration, Feng Jun's eyes flashed with bloody eyes, and his body was already sweeping out. He lifted his palm and slashed towards Ye Shuo. Wherever his palm passed, a deep dark gully was transformed, and chaotic mist spread out.

Nothing helps improve more than actual battles. Ye Shuo also faced him without fear, and used all kinds of means to fight happily. On the one hand, he was carefully experiencing the essence of the law of darkness, and on the other hand, he also wanted Feng Juntong to see that he still had strength and did not need to rely on her to give alms!

After several hours of battle, Ye Shuo fell a few steps and was already out of breath. The Eye of Reality was fully powerful, and without Yan Xuemeng's help, he was indeed very embarrassed to deal with it. However, such actual combat also gave him great gains. He dared not say that he could use those dark spiritual skills by himself, but at least he would not be completely helpless when facing the enemy!

"Why do you want to sell your teammates?" Although he was grateful to Feng Juntong, Ye Shuo's alert still had not dissipated. "Why do you want to help me?"

He always remembered that the other party was from Jiuyou Palace, the enemy of the consultant, and the person who wanted to seize the fragments of his treasure cauldron!

After a long battle, Feng Juntong's breathing became a little more rapid. But perhaps her excessively pale face and her straight tone when she spoke, it was not very abnormal.

"You want to improve your strength, I'm just helping you."

"As long as you can make progress, even enemies will be much more useful than those friends who only speak beautiful words."

"If you think I have no intention, then the person you really don't believe in is yourself. Because you will be tricked by a little girl, isn't it?"

"No..." Ye Shuo was amazed at her eloquence, "What I wonder is just why your performance is so much worse than before in the ring? Could it be..." He pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, "It's a broken brain, right?"

Feng Juntong had no expression on her face, staring at her blood-red pupils, walked to him step by step, raised her head and looked up at him.

"Have we seen it before?" Her tone was actually confused, as if she was looking for a lost old friend.

"I should ask you this sentence, right?" Ye Shuo rushed back in anger. He didn't know what the witch suddenly had to do wrong!

Feng Juntong didn't say anything, but just looked at him straight. The lines in the blood pupils rotated slowly, as if they wanted to keep looking into his heart.

...

In the end, Ye Shuo could not figure out what the relationship between him and Feng Juntong had.

However, I don’t know if it was the first game that it was not good to open the door, but in the next game, he always felt like he was cursed, and he ushered in a series of losses, losses, losses!

The second game.

"You look down on me."

Feng Qiwu looked at him coldly and said this sentence in a low voice. It seemed that he was still remembering the revenge of Ye Shuo changing his opponent.

In his hands, he still held the iconic hourglass. He pushed it out with one hand, holding it flat in front of Ye Shuo, and slowly flipped it over.

"You'll be out."

——The "absolute prophecy" from Time Boy.

In the subsequent game, he raised his hand and threw the hourglass into the air, turning into a sharp arrow, and in an instant it launched an attack like lightning. The falling hourglass was sometimes held up by his palm, sometimes supported by his toes, and never landed on the ground.

During this continuous attack, Ye Shuo's situation was completely passively beaten. Until Feng Qiwu had enough breath, she waved her hand and a poisonous dragon swept out. Before Ye Shuo could come back to his senses, he had already "purple" from the beginning to his feet.

According to the person who carried him off the stage at that time, every inch of his skin was purple and swollen, and his muscles became like monster scales, uneven, and looked like he had died of poison.

This battle further established the terrifying status of "top drug addict".

The third scene.

Feng Boliang is very good at the laws of darkness. With her strength in the Tongtian Realm, she can already control the laws to fight. In front of her, Ye Shuo felt that no matter how long she and Feng Juntong trained, it would be useless. After all, she is the real "self-centered family"...

Jiang Jinkong, who was watching the game, also gave positive comments. Needless to say, Liangzi is always the best in his eyes. Even Mo Gucheng, who has always been unhappy, raised his gaze coldly and looked at the ring.

Game 4.

"Extreme ice feast!"

Yan Yueque's hands spread flat, and before Ye Shuo could take a step, his whole body was frozen inch by inch. When he was carried off the arena, he had completely become an ice man.

Game 5.

Huangfu Li's strength has improved much more than when he encountered the Xiling Sect family three years ago. His increasingly proficient Blood God Technique and rich combat experience have led Ye Shuo to retreat step by step.

Shen Antong's eyes lit up, and she was humbly laughing when Geshu Chong came; Sikong Sheng beat his chest and stamped his feet in the audience, disturbing Jiang Caini watching the game, but she grabbed her ear and taught her a lesson.

Game 6.

Gu Mingxu looked gentle and elegant, but he didn't expect to be so capable. A circle of golden array plates was circling around him. After closer inspection, it was completely composed of sharp swords. The array plates were constantly expanding, and the number of long swords was also increasing. The golden sword intent alone radiated, which made Ye Shuo's body look cold, and blood squirted from his shoulders and arms.

Game 7.

Before Ye Shuo could see Meng Xishan, he was submerged in the group of ferocious beasts that were rushing towards him. The only thing he could hear was a deafening roar...

Game 8.

Mu Hansha slowly stepped onto the ring, his smile as beautiful as cherry blossoms. He bent his fingers gently, his voice was soft, but it was terrifying and cruel.

"Ye Shuo, how dare you make Xue Meng's idea, kill my cousin Su Yanmo, and humiliate Miss Juntong in public. It is a thorn in the eyes of the Nine Venerables. He has repeatedly been enemies of my Jiuyou Palace. What should I say about these five serious crimes? I will teach you a lesson fifty times-"

His eyes suddenly opened, and an invisible wave spread out.

The spiritual oppression from the Heavenly Talisman made Ye Shuo tilted around the ring, and his mind felt like he was being cut by countless dull knives. He has now experienced the pain he had experienced at the Talisman Trade Union for fifty times!

Mu Hansha looked at his current state with satisfaction, with a sharp edge like a blade, and he was always following him tightly. Ye Shuo's heart-wrenching screams, even Li Binghe and Leng Qi, who also had old grudges with him, could not help but feel terrified in his ears.
Chapter completed!