socalfunplaces Chapter 20 Replacement
Chapter 20 Replacement
Bibi Dong sensed her panic and, not wanting Ye Tian to look down on her, clenched her fingers tightly, her sharp nails digging into her palms.
The stinging sensation in her palm brought her back to her senses, and Bibi Dong quickly made a decision.
A spider web appeared between the bald man and Bibi Dong. At the same time, Bibi Dong's figure rapidly retreated.
The bald man smiled contemptuously, and with a flick of his wrist, the blue claw mark in front of him shattered the spider web that had troubled even the burly man.
The bald man continued charging forward without slowing down.
As the claw marks were about to land on Bibi Dong, the bald man's face revealed a confident smile.
He suddenly noticed that Bibi Dong, who had been retreating, suddenly opened her mouth, and a familiar white light flew straight out of her mouth.
impossible!
She just used two soul skills. How could a level 20+ Soul Master still have soul power left?
The bald man was flying in the air and could no longer dodge. The white light pierced through his forehead in an instant, and the next second his eyes lost their luster.
Bibi Dong watched the bald man's body fall, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. She forced herself to lean against the wall, panting heavily.
Only then did she realize that she was soaked in sweat and felt extremely weak even when she lifted her arm.
We can't give up, there's still one enemy to deal with!
Bibi Dong encouraged herself and turned to look at the burly man. She saw him tearing open the spider web and looking at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Impossible! How could you not be injured!"
The burly man chuckled, seemingly thinking the little girl was about to die, and offered to explain.
"My third soul skill can create a physical clone. Although it can only last for a minute, it's enough to break through your spider web."
"hateful……"
Bibi Dong bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment.
If she had paid more attention to the burly man, she wouldn't have let him escape so easily.
Now, her soul power is completely exhausted, but her opponent still has 90% of his strength. She can't defeat the strong man on her own.
The butler, who was lying down pretending to be unconscious, also noticed the situation and was giving Bibi Dong a meaningful look with his back to the burly man.
Miss, you've done a great job. Leave the rest of the thief to me.
"Dong'er, for your first real battle, being able to fight two opponents at once is already excellent."
"Let me handle him. You can take this opportunity to learn some close combat techniques between Soul Masters."
Bibi Dong hummed in agreement. When she looked down and then up again, her eyes were filled with nothing but calm.
"Little brat, go to hell!"
The burly man roared and strode up to Bibi Dong, bringing down a palm the size of a fan.
Bibi Dong, no, now it's Ye Tian, who took out a long sword made of refined steel from his storage ring.
Ye Tian moved lightly, breaking free from the lock of the giant palm print. His figure floated forward, and his long sword stabbed a spot on the strong man's arm.
In mid-air, the powerful palm print suddenly paused, and at the same time, the burly man's expression became somewhat unnatural and surprised.
The soul power he had just transferred was cut off!
The burly man shouted, and the first and third soul rings behind him lit up. In the blink of an eye, two imposing burly men appeared in front of Ye Tian.
"Dong'er, with this kind of clone-type soul skill, you can tell which one is the real body just by observing carefully."
Ye Tian still had the leisure to instruct Bibi Dong, and his hands moved swiftly. In his hands, the long sword sometimes pressed down on the strong man like a hundred-foot peak, and sometimes skimmed the water like a dragonfly, lightly striking the strong man's vital points.
Within seconds, the burly man, who was multitasking, revealed a weakness, and his clone was directly cut down by Ye Tian.
Using the walls in the alley, Ye Tian turned the battle with the strong man into a chase with his soul power, occasionally turning back to add a few more wounds to the strong man's body.
In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the strong man's physical strength and spiritual power were rapidly depleted. Driven by his survival instinct, he turned and ran.
"Dong'er, do you see that? No matter how dangerous the battle is, you must remain calm."
The burly man, preoccupied with escaping for his life, had clearly overlooked the fact that Ye Tian's movement was far faster than his own.
Ye Tian chased after him and severed one of the strong man's legs from behind. The moment the strong man let out a wail, Ye Tian killed him with a single blow.
"Remember what I just did, and practice it at the training ground when you get home."
After saying that, Ye Tian returned his body to Dong'er.
With the three thieves dealt with, the steward stopped pretending to be unconscious, walked over to Bibi Dong, and looked at her with admiration.
Miss Dong'er is not even ten years old, yet she was able to take down three Soul Masters of level 30 or higher by herself. With such talent, the two masters will surely be proud of Miss Dong'er in the future.
"Miss, let's go home first. The guards will come and take care of the trash here later."
"Okay." Bibi Dong's face was a little pale. She glanced at the butler, closed her eyes, and quickly left.
Not long after leaving the alley, Bibi Dong still felt a lingering smell of blood on the tip of her nose. After the tense life-or-death battle, the images of the three dead men appeared in her mind.
She finally couldn't hold it in and reluctantly turned her head to vomit.
Ye Tian's eyes showed a hint of heartache, but he also knew that to survive in the Douluo Continent, he had to get past the hurdle of seeing blood.
Bibi Dong vomited so badly that she was completely disoriented, and was eventually carried back to her room by the butler.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already getting dark outside.
"Brother Ye Tian, could you teach me that set of moves you used before?"
"Okay, go get something to eat first."
Bibi Dong quickly had some food brought from the kitchen, and after filling her stomach, she returned to the mental space.
"Brother Ye Tian, let's begin!"
Bibi Dong looked at Ye Tian with unwavering determination. She would never allow herself to be as weak as she was today again.
If she can't even defeat three Soul Masters of the same level, how can she ascend to the Pope's throne?
Ye Tian taught him his set of marksmanship techniques without reservation.
Because of his martial spirit, he has been practicing shooting non-stop since he was six years old. Every move he has practiced is a killing technique.
To hone his marksmanship, he went to the Arena after reaching level 30. He went from being severely injured at the beginning to achieving a hundred consecutive victories.
"Before making any move, you must think about how the enemy will respond."
"The angle of your attack must be such that the enemy has no way to avoid it, so that your attack rhythm can continue."
"Remember these moves, practice them at least a hundred times a day, until they are ingrained in your body!"
After memorizing the moves, Bibi Dong unleashed a flurry of punches in the training ground. Whenever there was a move that wasn't executed properly, Ye Tian would point it out without mercy. At this moment, he transformed into the strictest teacher, showing no leniency whatsoever.
Whenever Bibi Dong felt that she was exhausted and about to collapse, Ye Tian's voice would always ring out in time.
"stand up!"
"You can't even handle this little bit of hardship? With that much, you still want to become the number one person in Douluo Continent!"
"If you're going to give up, stay lying down. Otherwise, as long as you're not dead, keep training!"