"Of course."
Ye Feng certainly wouldn't stoop to such tricks over something like this.
"Oh my goodness, you're actually using your left hand. How on earth did you do that?"
Seeing that Ye Feng was indeed using his left hand, Du Gubo suddenly looked at him with a very surprised expression and asked.
He had thought that even with miraculous healing, at best the hand would have been reattached overnight.
Recovery would still take some time.
But to his absolute astonishment, not only had the hand been reattached and was mobile, but it seemed even stronger than before!
He knew Old Peel was a freak, since he had previously cured the poison in his own body, but he'd never imagined that Old Peel could be this abnormal.
In any case, he was beyond description now.
"Didn't I tell you, it was just an arm."
At this moment, Ye Feng's mouth curved up into a slight smile as he spoke.
Indeed, for him, it was just an arm.
With the Blue Silver Grass Regeneration Ability and the help of the Yin-Yang Spring Eye, he could fully recover overnight.
He even received some enhancement.
"Old Peel, tell me, are you a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that's taken human form?"
Du Gubo began to feel a bit uncertain.
After all, they were both human. Why should he be such a freak?
It didn't make any scientific sense.
"Can't you tell whether I'm a soul beast or not, you Titled Douluo? Besides, when have you ever seen a soul beast take human form with a Sickle as its martial soul?"
Ye Feng retorted, clearly annoyed.
Normally, if soul beasts took human form their Martial Souls would either be Beast Souls or plant-based.
A Sickle as a Tool Soul? How could that possibly transform into a human?
"Maybe you're a Sickle sprite?"
Du Gubo said half-jokingly.
To be honest, his earlier comment had been a joke as well.
After spending so much time together, how could he not know whether Ye Feng was a soul beast or not?
"Do you want to taste my newly recovered iron fist again?"
Ye Feng's expression became slightly stern.
"I'd like to taste it."
A gust of wind picked up.
Du Gubo immediately unleashed his soul skill.
He had been cautious because he was worried about Ye Feng's hand and hadn't used his full strength.
But now things were different; knowing that the other's hand had recovered, he no longer had any concerns.
Just go for it!
Let's see how much this Flayer has grown recently.
Time passed quietly, and a battle that lasted for more than ten minutes concluded.
Compared to the dashing Du Gubo from before, the current Du Gubo had a few more streaks of color on his face.
Color from bruises, that is.
Ye Feng, after all, was the man who had two soul bones enhancing his speed; even Du Gubo, a Titled Douluo, couldn't keep up with Ye Feng's pace.
It seemed he had been badly beaten.
Of course, Du Gubo's poison was still formidable.
At least all the plants around had withered away.
But Ye Feng was immune.
Yes, standing right in front of Du Gubo, Ye Feng was unaffected by his most potent poison gas attacks.
Ye Feng was completely immune to his assault.
Ultimately, Du Gubo gave up.
This guy was just a freak.
Now, the two of them sat by the fire pit.
Earlier Du Gubo had caught two wild rabbits, and now they were roasting them.
It goes without saying, the aroma was truly delightful.
"Old Peel, what are you really thinking?"
The two sat down.
Just then, Du Gubo suddenly started speaking to Ye Feng, his words tinted with a different undertone.
"What are you thinking?"
Ye Feng's face was full of confusion as he responded.
What is Old Poison up to now?
Everything was fine; what is he trying to start?
Ye Feng expressed his lack of understanding.
"You Flayer, you really don't know what I'm talking about? I don't believe it!"
At that moment, Du Gubo addressed Ye Feng, looking completely incredulous.
He believed that Ye Feng must know exactly what he was referring to.
After all, that matter was so important that it could even endanger lives.
The other party must be playing dumb.
"Speak plainly."
Ye Feng's look of confusion did not lessen.
Because he really couldn't grasp Du Gubo's line of thinking.
"You, this guy... alright, I am talking about the Martial Soul Hall, do you really plan to go against the Hall of Martial Souls Seed Team?"
At that moment, Du Gubo questioned Ye Feng.
His eyes showed an unusual expression.
"What else?"
So that's what Du Gubo was talking about.
Ye Feng thought Du Gubo had something else to ask him.
He definitely intended to confront the Seed Team from Martial Soul Hall.
After all, his goal was to lead the entire team to defeat the Hall's team and win the Continent-wide Senior Soul Master Competition.
"You're really crazy, do you not understand what this attack represents? Martial Soul Hall is clearly showing Tian Dou Royal Academy Dou Huang Battle Team that they are not to be taken lightly."
Du Gubo said.
Exactly because they wanted to give Tiandou Empire a warning, the assailants attacked halfway.
Haven't you seen the Empire's escorts sustain significant casualties?
This is the best proof.
He initially thought Ye Feng would ponder this issue carefully, but after asking, he found out that Ye Feng did not take it seriously at all.
He knew that Ye Feng's current combat strength was more than enough to defeat the Hall of Martial Souls Seed Team without an issue.
But behind that Seed Team were three soul bones provided by Martial Soul Hall.
If those three soul bones were taken, then Ye Feng would definitely draw trouble to himself, attracting a host of problems.
It wasn't worth the risk.
"Crazy? Old Poison, when did you become such a coward? Are we just going to forget about their ambush on us yesterday? Was my hand crippled for nothing?"
Ye Feng's tone turned annoyed when he heard this, glaring at Du Gubo.
Yesterday, it was the people from Martial Soul Hall who had sliced off his hand.
These people, he had to make them pay.
And he'd start with their Seed Team.
Besides, victory would mean obtaining three soul bones.
When the soul bones are right there in front of him, why on earth wouldn't he take them?
"I know about today, but tell me the truth, Flayer, are you after those three soul bones?"
Du Gubo looked at Ye Feng and then said.
"Who wouldn't want something that's put in front of them?"
Ye Feng shrugged.
"Sigh."
Du Gubo heaved a sigh.
Indeed, the reward for the Continent-wide Senior Soul Master Competition was three soul bones; who could resist the temptation of three soul bones?
Moreover, these people would surely seek revenge during the competition.
The ambush had caused injuries to Ye Feng, after all.
The members of the Dou Huang Battle Team knew what kind of relationship they had with Ye Feng, their instructor. Although he wasn't a part of the team, it was fairly obvious.
He wanted to warn Ye Feng to let Martial Soul Hall take first place,
while the Dou Huang Battle Team could settle for second. This way, they could avoid a conflict with Martial Soul Hall for the time being.
Looking at it now, that idea seemed unfeasible.
"Right, Old Poison, how are things at Qingfeng Tower?"
Ye Feng asked Du Gubo.
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