MTL - Douluo Dalu 4: Ultimate Fighting-Chapter 21 Ye Feng Dengmen

"Son, do you try to condense into ice."

"No, Mom, I can't help it."

"Son, the impact of your water arrow is too weak, you have to integrate the soul power better. Your soul skills are controlled by the water element, you should work hard to control. Your mental test Also at the upper-middle level. It should be better controlled."

"Mom, I practice more."

This is the daily conversation between Lan Xuanyu and Nancheng.

For one semester, he has been working hard to practice his first soul control of the water element. I don't know why, but there is always a feeling of bottleneck. It seems that the water element is somewhat incompatible with himself. It can only be a simple control, but the power is really not too big, and it is not as good as the general ten-year soul skills.

It is such a soul skill, but today he won Ye Lingqi. So that when I got home, Lan Xuanyu himself was somewhat inexplicable.

He returned from the school bus today. In addition to the father’s pick-up at the beginning of the school, the college has a special school bus to pick up students.

After the exam was over, he was out of school. He defeated Ye Lingqi and scored a high score on the unexpected practical test. However, Lan Xuanyu is actually not satisfied with himself. He does not like the fear that he faces when Ye Lingqi rushes over.

The practice room in the home is ten square meters in size, and there is a protective cover inside, which can carry out the practice of soul skills. When meditation, it can also simulate the corresponding environment required by the soul teacher, thus playing an auxiliary role.

When Lan Xuanyu entered the door, he entered the training room.

He sat on the ground, lifted his left hand and released his own silvery blue silver grass. The fresh grass leaves were fragrant, with the water drops, it was still a comfortable life.

Looking at the blue silver grass on his palm, Lan Xuanyu said to himself: "Blue silver grass, blue silver grass, how do you control the water! Why is it so weak? But why can you Let Ye Ling’s soul skills fail?”

He picked up a waterdrop with his finger and sent it to himself. The water droplets themselves are colorless, and they appear pale silver against the silver pattern on the blue silver grass.

In fact, he has never had the feeling that Nan Cheng said that he is very close to the water element, and he has never had it.

"I have been working very hard! But why is it not good?" Lan Xuanyu frowned. "How is it close?"

Pulling a leaf of blue silver grass, contained in his mouth, the leaves are clear and cool. Let his brain wake up a bit. Sucking a few drops of water on the leaves, the water drops are slightly sweet, but it is very good.

Drinking, is this not close?

Nothing to react, nothing changed. Everything is the same as before.

"Drips, drops, drops!" At this moment, the home's soul communicator rang.

Lan Xuanyu rushed out of the practice room and connected the communication, "Hello."

"Blue Xuanyu, I am outside your home, you open the door." The receiver was very familiar and with a bit of angry voice.

“Ye Ling瞳?” Lan Xuanyu said with some uncertainty.

"Quickly open the door!" Ye Lingying's voice was obviously a bit angry.

"What are you doing?" Lan Xuanyu wondered. "How do you know the number of my home communication, and how do you know where my home is?"

Ye Ling said: "I asked my father to ask the teacher. Dad brought me."

"Oh, my uncle is here too. Then you wait." Hanging the newsletter, Lan Xuanyu ran to the door and opened the door.

Ye Ling’s pretty standing outside the door, Ye Feng is behind her.

"Uncle is good." Lan Xuanyu said hello to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng said: "Hello Xuan Yu, my uncle came a little presumptuous, but Lingbi said that you are comparing the situation today. Uncle wants to see your martial arts, can you? Oh, yes, is your parents at home?"

"Dad, mother is not at home. Uncle invited. Ye Lingqi, you come in." When he said the next sentence, he was somewhat reluctant.

Ye Lingqi is honestly and ruthlessly walked into the door of Lan Xuanyu.

After Ye Feng entered the door, he looked a little, and Ye Lingqi had already said: "No my family is big."

Lan Xuan Yudao: "Oh."

Ye Fengdao: "Xuan Yu, Lingbi told me that when she tried to compare with you, the soul skill suddenly failed. Can you tell my uncle, what kind of soul skills did you use at that time? Or what special? feel?"

The daughter’s martial arts suddenly failed, which made Ye Feng nervous. Ye Lingqi’s Tianlong Longwu soul is a variation. The mutant Wuhun has a common feature, that is, instability. He is very worried that his daughter's martial arts have problems due to instability. However, after going home to check, everything seemed normal. He personally went to the school to explain the situation and went to the address and contact information of Lan Xuanyu.

Lan Lan only left the family soul guide communication, so he did not contact the blue dragonfly, and he came directly with Ye Lingqi.

"I just control the water element and want to block her! Then she rushed over and was taken away. Nothing else." Lan Xuanyu said the truth.

"Do you have a practice room in your family? You can repeat the situation at the time and let your uncle see."

"it is good."

When Lan Xuanyu came to his own practice room with Ye Feng's father and daughter, Ye Lingqi frowned and said: "Your home cultivation room is so small!"

"Well," Lan Xuanyu just nodded.

In Ye Feng’s eyes, there is a sigh of surprise. Like their children, some of them are common and not convinced. Can Lan Xuanyu give him a feeling of no competition, the seven-year-old child can do this, but it is rare.

"Get started, just like you did today, when you try it," Ye Feng said.

Lan Xuanyu took the initiative to go inside the cultivation room, raised his left hand and released his own blue silver grass.

Ye Ling snorted, and he did not admit defeat and released his own Tianlong Longwu soul again. How could she be convinced in her heart? Being able to come back again is exactly what she wants. She does not believe that her 100-year soul skills will be lost to Lan Xuanyu anyway.

Condensed, power. The water vortex appears.

In the same way, Ye Lingyi’s first soul skill, the Scorpio hegemony release, a step, she rushed up.

White light covered her body with a slight dragon humming sound, and in this small cultivation room almost rushed to the front of Lan Xuanyu.

Ye Feng stood by, just watching it seriously. Among his eyes, there is a faint purple ripple. In his spiritual world, the approach of the two children is slow and clear.

Close, and start to touch.

Ok?

melted?

Yes, in Ye Feng’s perception, when Ye Ling’s Scorpio has just touched the surface of the water vortex, the Scorpio hegemony began to melt. That's right, it's more appropriate to describe it with melting. The white halo disappeared like a snow and ice.

"Hey!" Ye Lingqi rushed into the water vortex again, spinning, flying, and slamming into one side of the wall.

Ye Feng gently squats his arms and pulls his daughter into his arms. The natural soul is injected and all the water vapor is dispersed. But his eyes were full of shock at this time.

Not a soul skill, he is absolutely certain that this is not the result of a collision of soul skills. Because of the soul skills of both sides, there is no real collision at all. Ye Lingqi was rushed into the vortex after his soul was ablated, and was thus vortexed.

The teachers in the school didn't really understand what was going on, but Ye Feng had some vague feelings at the moment.

"Dad, why? Why! Why my soul skills are gone." The daughter in her arms was already screaming with resentment, and her eyes were red.

She has forbeared a semester, worked hard to cultivate, and finally cultivated to the tenth level, and had her first soul and soul ring. It is still a hundred years, just to one day "revenge." But who knows, not only did the revenge fail, but he lost so much.

"Ling, you wait a minute." Ye Feng pulled his daughter aside and went to the front of Lan Xuanyu. "Xuan Yu, can your uncle see your martial arts?"

"Oh." Lan Xuanyu simply sent his left hand blue silver grass blades to the front.

Ye Feng looked very seriously. First, he used his eyes to look at it. He touched it gently with his hand. When his fingers touched the blade with the silvery grain moment. Suddenly, the change has appeared.