"Haha, Old Poison, are you scared out of your wits? Didn't see that one coming, did you? That I, Ye Feng, would break your soul skill. Too bad you didn't keep me under tight control."
"Did you really think the tears I shed were out of fear? That's just laughable. They were caused by the gale blowing directly into my eyes, making the tears uncontrollable, not because I felt helpless or moved to tears for myself."
Ye Feng explained.
At the moment, Du Gubo's face was filled with disbelief.
And he was wearing a stinking scowl!
He mistakenly thought himself to be very powerful, so much so that he could freeze Ye Feng to death!
Turns out, deep down he had long wished to kill Ye Feng and have the entire Qingfeng Sect to himself.
Normally, their interactions were nothing more than simple banter and playful fights, never expecting to actually wish for the other's disappearance!
"Old Poison, did you really plan to just walk away and leave me to freeze to death here? Seems like you've been planning to harm me all along, and this challenge was no coincidence."
Ye Feng stared intensely at Du Gubo.
Du Gubo's gaze flickered away!
It seemed like Ye Feng had really struck a nerve!
"What are you talking about, Flayer? How could I possibly wish for your death? We were just sparring, it's that simple. There's nothing as complex as you imagine. Young man, don't see me, Old Poison, as too terrifying."
"It's not good for you to think like that. Am I really just a bad impression in your heart? I've been your laborer for many years with little to show for it. See, my demands aren't high, right? Yet you think of me as someone out to harm you. What exactly are you thinking, Flayer?"
Faced with Du Gubo's rebuttal, Ye Feng was momentarily left speechless!
"It's fine if that's what you think, Old Poison. Even if I continue to explain, you won't listen to me; it's pointless."
"Wait, that's not right. Weren't we talking about how I broke your soul skill? How did we get onto the topic of you working for the Qingfeng Sect? This is completely off track!"
"You've got me all mixed up. As an elder and my senior, it's just a defeat. Could it be that you really can't stand to lose? Don't tell me I guessed right."
At this time, Ye Feng spoke.
Ye Feng looked on with a face full of disdain towards a spot not far off.
He saw Du Gubo's darkened expression!
Maybe he had really hit the mark, that's why he was scowling at Ye Feng!
And wore an utterly embarrassed look on his face.
"Alright, let's call it quits for today. After all, I've already won, and it's not a big deal anyway. Just worried some people can't get over it in their hearts."
"Ah, it's no problem. A man should be able to take a loss and let go, otherwise how can he spar with others in the future?"
Ye Feng immediately said.
"Cough cough, I wouldn't make such a fuss over a trifle. Why bother? I'm not a three-year-old child."
"Ye Feng, you've won. Are you pleased with yourself for defeating me?"
Du Gubo said to him.
His point was clear: questioning whether the victor felt happy, and perhaps even thought that beating the old poison wasn't that difficult!
Who would believe the words of Old Poison? Any normal person would doubt that these words came from his mouth!
"Hiss—!"
That's not right!
Old Poison was really not one to accept defeat!
He had decided to challenge again!
Could he be addicted to fighting?
Ye Feng muttered to himself.
The Martial Spirit Biphosphorous Snake Emperor appeared before Ye Feng!
And quickly released its poison.
Ye Feng saw this and summoned his soul skill in response.
"Three-Second Fatal Poison Wolf."
Ye Feng immediately used his soul skill right in front of Du Gubo.
And the two locked eyes with each other.
A potentially frightful battle was on the verge of beginning again!
"Do you really not fear this, Flayer? This time, you'll find it hard to escape the palm of my hand."
Du Gubo said.
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