Chapter 13 The Son of the City Lord·Part 2
The loser who reminded Xiao Lie just now also had helplessness on his face. He didn’t expect that the son of the City Lord he was assisting could be so stupid, so he could only bite the bullet and come on his own.
"Hey, what are we here for? Of course, we want you idiots to know who is the boss of this college.
The nobles don't look for you, but you despicable idiots don't even take the initiative. I don’t even know if I’m sorry or not!
Look at this gentleman in front of you, he is the son of the city lord, the chief of the sixth grade of Notting College, and a 12th-level soul master. "My lord."
At the end of the sentence, the bastard gave Xiao Lie a high compliment, and Xiao Lie was very proud of his cultivation. He puffed up his chest and looked like he would bow before you come to see me soon.
Ye Wen looked at this scene speechlessly. It was really a typical noble style. Unfortunately, Ye Wen was not that kind of weakling. He looked at the two of them indifferently and asked.
"Excuse me, are you the eldest son of the city lord?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Lie froze.
No matter what world they are in, not all children of nobles can be nobles, and there are various restrictions on the inheritance of titles.
And Ye Wen had long known that the eldest son of the city lord of Notting City had gone to Soto City Intermediate College to attend school.
So the possibility that Xiao Lie will succeed in promising the title and position of Lord of Ding City is extremely low. Moreover, when children at Notting City Junior College fight and adults get involved, it is simply a shame for the nobility. After all, it is not Everyone has the face of an old orangutan from the powerful clan.
And even if he, the unpopular second son of the city lord, was beaten, no one would stand up for him unless the other party beat him up in a group.
"Boy, I want to duel with you. Use the soul master's method to solve the problem." Xiao Lie said with anger in his eyes.
Obviously, his life at home is not good. There is an eldest brother above him, and strictly speaking, he is not the second son, but the concubine. He is the child born by the concubine of the city lord. He had always been suppressed by the city lord's wife, and now his wounds were exposed by Ye Wen like this, which directly ignited the anger in his heart.
"Can the soul master solve the problem~, it's not impossible." Ye Wen scratched his chin and said as if he was calculating something.
"So if I lose the soul master duel, Sanshe will recognize you as the boss. Then what price will you pay if you lose? It can't be said that the nobles are not bullying us, Sanshe. Anyway, I remember that since the beginning of school, you It seems that there is nothing we can do.”
“What do you want?”
“Let me think about it, well, it seems that I don’t want anything. If you want it and you can’t afford it, then if I win, you can accept me as the boss,” Ye Wen said casually.
Xiao Lie looked at the child in front of him. He didn't expect that he had only been in the academy for a mere two years and would dare to provoke him in such a tone. However, he felt that he would win, so he said directly in a deep voice.
"Okay."
"Ye Wen, eleventh-level soul master, martial soul black cloth."
"Xiao Lie, twelfth-level soul master, martial soul Fiery Wolf!"
While introducing and possessing the martial soul, Xiao Lie directly launched an attack on Ye Wen the moment after the introduction.
“The first soul skill: Body of Fire!” Xiao Lie shouted loudly. The century-old soul ring on his body lit up, and blazing flames ignited on his body, turning him into a burning man in an instant. Although Ye Wen crushed the opponent in terms of soul power, he was not a martial soul who mainly attacked after all. He began to silently analyze the effects of the opponent's soul skills and dodge.
"The Body of Fire is an amplifying soul skill at first glance. As for how much it can be increased, it depends on the quality of the opponent's martial spirit. Is it the Fire Wolf? It's not a top-notch beast martial spirit, but it's Not bad at all. It is the best among all soul beasts. Yes, but the main focus of wolf soul beasts is group action. If it is a pack of raging wolves led by the Ten Thousand Years of Fire Wolf King, then even the Soul Saint will stay away
But it is obvious that this guy is no matter what. The quality of a martial spirit is still cultivation His soul power is too weak. The soul power of a 12-year-old who is only at level 13 is a joke. He can't even reach the entrance threshold of the trash Shrek Academy.
But compared to the son of the city lord in the original work. Level 11, still a white soul ring As far as Xiao Chenyu is concerned, the son of the city lord in front of him is pretty good.
However, he is still too weak. His attacks are unorganized, like a bastard punch, and his steps are very futile. After the appraisal, you will definitely lose. ”
After dodging Xiao Lie's attacks several times, Ye Wen had figured out Xiao Lie's true and false intentions. I saw Ye Wen's eyes narrowed, and he wrapped the summoned Nabu directly in his hand.
Xiao Lie made another direct sweep, and Ye Wen squatted down and performed a sweeping kick. In an instant, Xiao Lie lost his balance and fell to the ground. Finally, he punched Xiao Lie directly. The face stopped there at the last inch.
Looking at the fist coming straight towards him, Xiao Lie's eyes were filled with fear. Even though Ye Wen stopped there at the end, he had not yet reacted.
"You lose, I will be your boss from now on."
Ye Wen silently commented in his heart that the battle was boring, so he took the spirit back and turned around to return to the dormitory.
Xiao Lie looked at Ye Wen's steady figure and was stunned for a moment without getting up.
Looking at Ye Wen who was about to disappear in front of the dormitory door, Xiao Lie seemed to understand something and quickly stood up and shouted.
“Why are you so strong!”
Ye Wen glanced at him at the door of the room where he stopped, and blurted it out casually.
“The world of soul masters does not believe in tears. Only the sweat of hard cultivation is the soul master’s only reliance in this world.
Forget it, why am I telling you this? Go back. Although I asked you to recognize me as the boss, I don't want anything from you. Just be a stranger. Don't disturb my practice. I don't want to waste time at this age when my practice is the fastest. ”
As he spoke, Ye Wen waved his hand and returned to the dormitory to continue his meditation practice.
But Ye Wen’s words were like a nail that stabbed into Xiao Lie’s heart. As a bastard in the family, he has no right to inherit the title. Although his martial arts talent is better than that of his elder brother, he has not been able to get enough resources and is harassed by his father's wife from time to time to practice. Otherwise, he would have already fallen at this age. He won’t only have a mere 12th level soul power.
Because although he was disturbed in his cultivation, his generous life made him feel no oppression in life, and now Ye Wen directly awakened him, under the guidance of the soul master. There is no noble status in the world, and he can only make a living on his own in the future.
As for the low-level soul master, he knows exactly what kind of life he will live in. If he doesn't want to live like that, then he must become stronger.
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In this world of Douluo, where the weak prey on the strong, only the strong have the right to speak, and now he is undoubtedly a weak one.
At this time, the long-lost fighting spirit reappeared in Xiao Lie's eyes.
(End of this chapter)