"???"
Du Gubo was utterly baffled when he heard this.
He even questioned whether he had heard wrong.
What the heck?
He actually thought he had a one percent chance of being right.
That one percent chance basically meant there was no chance at all.
Of course, what shocked Du Gubo the most was the other party's last sentence; he actually didn't believe in his own abilities.
So why the heck did Flayer come over?
"Don't get excited, after all, reattaching a severed limb is a technical job."
Ye Feng looked at Du Gubo's astounded demeanor and immediately grinned as he spoke.
He only knew that Du Gubo could use poison and that he might know a bit of unorthodox healing arts, but this guy actually dared to guarantee a one percent chance, which was somewhat impressive.
"No, what on earth are you hiding, Old Peel? Don't you plan to reattach this arm? That won't do, I made a promise in front of those little brats that I would reattach it no matter what, and if that fails, I'll make you a fake one. You can't be dragging your feet here!"
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Du Gubo reached new heights of confusion.
But he had made a promise, and he had to give it a try no matter what.
Otherwise, Yen'er that lass might hammer him to death.
If he really couldn't reattach it in the end, then he planned to make Ye Feng a fake arm.
Making a fake arm was still within his abilities.
Then he would use some special methods to let this arm move simply.
"Don't worry, Old Poison, it's just a severed hand."
Ye Feng spoke in an unusual tone.
The Soul Power in his body surged at this moment.
"Just a severed hand???"
Du Gubo's world view exploded.
Why did such a serious matter seem so casual in front of this Old Flayer?
As if it was something completely insignificant to him.
You should know that losing an arm would basically mean halting cultivation progress, even regressing in realm.
However, from the previous situation, the realm of Old Flayer did not regress.
This was also in the hands of a few powerful individuals, generally, powerful people could seal their own realm so that even if they lost an arm, their realm would still be intact.
But to advance the cultivation further would be extremely difficult.
At least ten times harder, or even a hundred times harder for ordinary people.
Simply put, a Soul Master who has a critical part of the body severed and wants to advance their realm will face a difficulty ten times or even a hundred times greater than an intact Soul Master.
He really couldn't understand how Ye Feng could say such things.
And the other party was still using Soul Power.
What the heck!
As if he wasn't troubled enough.
"Old Poison, help me attach the arm here."
At this moment, Ye Feng said to Du Gubo.
"Huh? Attach it here??"
Seeing Ye Feng's actions, Du Gubo was a face full of question marks.
"Mhm, just align it with the wound like this."
Ye Feng nodded.
"Old Flayer, just align and attach it here?"
Du Gubo, with a face full of shock, held Ye Feng's hand and aligned it with the root of his arm.
Actually, he was very confused.
What good would just aligning it do?
Since there wasn't even a strap.
As soon as he let go, the arm would simply fall off.
He really couldn't figure out what Old Flayer was thinking.
If it wasn't for the fact that the other party still seemed normal, he would have thought that Old Flayer had gone mad.
After all, he'd never seen an arm reattached this way.
"Wildfire can't burn it out, the spring breeze brings it back to life!"
Ye Feng's Soul Power became more and more violent.
His whole body was emitting an unprecedented blue light.
Green light from Du Gubo's body was instantly covered.
"What is this?"
The next second, Du Gubo felt as if he had gone blind.
Because countless strands of Blue Silver Grass were bursting forth around him.
It enveloped both Ye Feng and him.
These strands of Blue Silver Grass also refined another layer, wrapping around Ye Feng's arm.
Du Gubo slowly let go.
The next second, his entire arm was completely enveloped.
What the hell?
Upon witnessing this scene, his worldview underwent yet another wash.
A miraculous sight he had never seen before.
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning arrived.
Du Gubo hadn't slept all night, just watching by the side.
It felt as though he'd lived a lifetime in that one night.
It was all so unclear and elusive.
What kind of freak was this Old Peel?
Why was he so terrifying?
He had simply spent one night, and then with the help of those Blue Silver Grasses, he reattached the arm just like that.
Anyhow, his arm seemed to have no problems now.
So terrifying.
It was just uncertain when he would wake up.
Du Gubo left for a minute to gather some game.
Although becoming a Soul Master, especially a powerful one, could stave off hunger, Ye Feng was a patient, and it would be good to prepare some food for him if possible.
Otherwise, Yen'er would complain again about him abusing their instructor or something.
Sigh, his grown-up granddaughter was becoming more and more like spilled water.
"Old Poison."
Suddenly, Du Gubo heard a voice calling him.
"What are you up to, Flayer? Are you insane!"
In the next second, Du Gubo saw Ye Feng attacking him directly.
And the speed was incredibly fast, Du Gubo was bewildered.
He simply couldn't figure out what the other was playing at.
"Spar with me a few moves."
Ye Feng spoke.
"Spar? Your arm has just been reattached. If it breaks again, I can't afford it!"
Du Gubo quickly dodged.
What a joke, the arm had just been reattached last night, and now he says he wants to spar today.
Couldn't he let the arm heal properly?
"Vajra Art, First Layer!"
Ye Feng executed the Vajra Decision.
The first layer was to strengthen the hands.
Using his soul bone skill, Ye Feng quickly caught up with Du Gubo.
"Stop dodging, Old Poison. Come on, help me test this hand of mine."
Ye Feng said to Du Gubo.
"You're really planning to use that hand to attack? I dare not fight you. How about this, you just hit me directly."
What if, in combating the other, the freshly reattached hand developed some complication?
"You, Old Poison, then I won't be polite!"
Ye Feng said while swinging that hand and directly attacking towards Du Gubo.
"Pfft—"
With one punch, Du Gubo's mouth spurted out a parabolic trail.
"Boom—"
Afterwards, he heavily smashed into the stone mountain wall.
"???"
Du Gubo's face was full of question marks.
It seemed he was asking what had happened and why he was there.
"It's actually strengthened."
Ye Feng had not expected his arm to unleash such powerful force, and his entire demeanor showed great astonishment.
Could this be considered a blessing in disguise?
"You Flayer, you're cheating, right? You used the hand that was broken before?"
Du Gubo asked, annoyed.
An attack had made a Titled Douluo bleed with just one punch.
True, he hadn't used his Soul Power to Defend, but Ye Feng likewise hadn't employed a soul skill.
This was just too outrageous.
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