"Roar!!!"
Ye Qingxuan roared, and a terrifying hurricane swept over the ground.
As he stepped forward, the earth trembled and roared, and the thin body was coated with the color of iron. The iron was burned red, emitting a high temperature that would burn the world into flames.
In just an instant, he burst through the air, came to Ludovic, and punched!
boom!
The hurricane shook, and the red iron fist penetrated the air, tearing out pale gaps and hitting Ludovic's chest.
There was a muffled sound.
Ludovic's chest was sunken, but a huge crack exploded in his back, and blood mist spurted out.
Ye Qingxuan's head was also hit by Ludovic's counterattack, his cervical spine was almost shattered, and his vision went dark. But he didn't retreat, but rushed forward like a mad dog.
Punches and kicks!
He had never been good at physical work like fighting.
It's the same from childhood to adulthood.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten into a dog by the wolf whistle in the first place.
Fortunately, so did Ludovic.
Who can expect this group of high-ranking big shots to wield swords
Therefore, he was doomed to be unlucky.
If he had even the slightest knowledge about fighting, he would definitely not choose to get into an unstructured scuffle like this with Ye Qingxuan.
Over the years, Ye Qingxuan has never learned any fighting skills from anyone, whether it was boxing, kumite, kicking, Asgardian fighting skills or Capoeira, a popular self-protection technique among musicians.
He is even too weak to run a full marathon.
The only thing he was good at was the street fighting methods he learned from Vito when he was hanging out with him.
Things that orthodox samurai scorned.
Poke eyes, break fingers, step on insteps, hit with sap, stab with black knife, lift vaginal legs...
The first time they met, Ludovic was kicked in the chest by Ye Qingxuan. His eyes widened instantly and he fell to his knees. Then he was grabbed by the hair and hit with his knee!
Bang!
The bridge of my nose, which had just grown back, was broken again.
Ye Qingxuan raised his foot, crushed his shoulder, pushed him to the ground, pulled out the broken steel bar beside him, and suddenly thrust it into his mouth, which opened and screamed.
"Do you know what my greatest wish is in life?"
Amidst the sounds of bones shattering and plasma sputtering, Ye Qingxuan stepped on his neck and bent down. Behind his tightly closed eyes, his scorching red pupils glowed with blazing light.
Hoarseness.
"Just find the guy who killed my mother and brought my family to this state, break all his bones, and blow his head off!"
Bang!
One punch!
Ludovic's head shattered in response.
While slowly regenerating, the head with only a mouth opened its mouth and made a hoarse sound.
He seemed to want to say something, but was smashed by Ye Qingxuan's punch.
There was a constant roar.
Without giving Ludovic any chance to speak or resist, Ye Qingxuan punched him one after another, crushing every intact part of him into pieces!
"Fuck eternity!"
"Fuck world domination!"
"Fuck the Holy Cauldron!"
"—I want you to make trouble for me! Make trouble! Make trouble!"
Punch after punch, until the steel bars were smashed into the ground like nails.
"Speak! Bastard!"
Ye Qingxuan grabbed his hair, lifted up his rotten face, pointed at the broken holy city in the distance, and roared: "How many people died! For your power! For your lofty ambitions! For your so-called new era ! Because of worms and scum like you, this world has become a hell that no one can live in! Ludovic, do you see? This is all your debt! But so many people have died, how can you Go pay it back!”
Ludovic looked at him blankly, his eyes empty, as if he didn't understand what he said at all. He opened and closed his lips, trying to say something, but nothing came out.
"How ridiculous, Ludovic."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him for a long time, and suddenly laughed softly: "For so many years, I have been wandering in this world, so much pain, so much torture... I am afraid every day when I close my eyes, and I can't have peace even in my dreams. I have paid for it. So many, risking everything, trying to find, knock down, and destroy... is it actually something like you?"
Ludovic looked at him dully.
silence.
boom!
Ye Qingxuan was furious, punched him in the face, and roared: "Speak, Ludovic! How can I get back what I lost from you!"
"Give me my teacher back!"
Ye Qingxuan roared, punching him one after another, smashing his rotten face into pieces: "Give me back my senior brother! Give me my family! Give me back my mother...!!!"
boom!
The earth caved in and the steel screamed sharply.
Ludovic was smashed into a squirming ball of mud.
But in the mud, tiny eyes opened one after another, swimming in the blood, staring at him, and making hoarse, strange laughter: "Hehe... Hehehehe... Pain, this is the taste of pain."
Strange faces emerged from the minced meat, thousands of them, each different. They spoke, murmuring as if sleepwalking, and made overlapping vague sounds: "Vent your anger to your heart's content, poor bastard, even if this anger and resentment will It will add support to my return... Your mother is dead, and no matter how much you vent, she will never come back. She is dead, Ye Qingxuan, and no one in this world loves you as much as she does."
Ye Qingxuan was silent, his face was ashen.
"Why bother?"
In Ludovic's body, the essence of the Hundred-Eyed Man smiled strangely: "All mortals will die sooner or later, and the meaning of your existence is just to provide me with this power... So, be resentful, eventually One day, that resentment will swallow you up, drag you into the abyss, and merge with me... "
"Is it?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him indifferently. In the silence, there seemed to be a sneer at the corner of his mouth, which made him feel the sneer of fear again...
The young man lowered his head, leaned over, looked into his eyes, and murmured softly: "Why wait until later? It's better to choose a day than to hit it. I think today's almanac is good, and it is just right for such a big thing as 'integration'."
Those eyes were stunned.
Don't understand what he is talking about.
Ye Qingxuan dragged this piece of rotten flesh towards the core of chaos, towards the place where heaven and earth collide...
"Little Leaf!"
Ye Lanzhou stopped him and looked at his indifferent expression with complicated eyes: "You have to think clearly."
"You don't have to worry about it."
Ye Qingxuan withdrew his gaze, stepped into the crack in the chest of the hundred-armed giant, and walked into the wave of chaos that erupted from the collision between the sacred cauldron and the abyss.
Like a fish returning to the sea, the Hundred-Eyed Man in the mass of rotten flesh seemed to be much more energetic, but he was not happy at all. Instead, he showed anxiety and resistance, squirming wildly, and almost escaped from his hands.
Bang!
Ye Qingxuan punched it, smashing it into pulp again.
In the chaotic storm, with every step forward, the pressure increased several times.
The Longmian barrier around Ye Qingxuan was constantly moving, like a bubble under a frenzy that would burst at any time. Huge pressure was exerted on the body, causing his skin to crack continuously and then heal quickly.
Blood dripped at his feet, burning, leaving a path of flames with his footsteps.
Until the end, Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the glorious shadow suspended in front of him.
"Is this the sacred cauldron?"
He murmured softly, stretched out his hand, and touched the projection it formed in the ether, regardless of the fact that the palm of his hand was ignited by the scorching light and the skin was scorched.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
Those thousands of eyes beat angrily and kept wandering: "What exactly do you want to do!"
"Is it going to be as you said soon?"
Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at him, bathing in the light of the sacred cauldron, his smile seemed to become brighter, without any coldness or ferociousness:
"—'Become one' with you!"
Before he finished speaking, his left hand was like a knife, piercing into the deepest part of the mass of rotten flesh, causing the Hundred-Eyed Man to scream hoarsely. Immediately afterwards, his right hand reached out and reached into the projection of the sacred cauldron.
Immediately afterwards, nature interferes!
In an instant, the blood circulation was replaced by the ether circulation, the operation of the organs was simulated by the notes of the music, and Ye Qingxuan's body quickly transformed towards the ether.
He entered the "vacuum"!
It's like a wire connecting the positive and negative poles.
Two completely incompatible systems collided through his body, producing a terrifying power that was thousands of times greater than the electric current.
— erupted in his body!
In just an instant, Ye Qingxuan was burned to coke.
But immediately, before he died, he was reborn from the ashes!
One side is as bright as the sea, and the other side is the darkness of the abyss.
The body seemed to have turned into a gladiatorial arena where ferocious beasts were slaughtered. The blood evaporated and turned into mist, spurting out from the mouth and nose. The internal organs were burned, and the endless power tore them into pieces, and then they were reborn with difficulty.
Not really dead.
But it’s not really alive.
"Ye Qingxuan!!!"
The remnants of the Hundred-Eyed One roared in the rotten flesh, screaming: "You are wishful thinking!"
"It hasn't started yet, don't be afraid." Ye Qingxuan tightened his eyes and squeezed out a painful smile: "After I accept all your music theory, we will be good friends forever!"
Before he finished speaking, the roar of the sea dragon burst out from the Jiuxiao ring pendant.
The music theory of the ladder extended out, completely penetrated the piece of rotten flesh, and forcibly connected it to become a part of Ye Qingxuan. Abyssal music theory poured into Ye Qingxuan's inner music and merged into the same place.
Just like what the Hundred-Eyed Man said, why are they one
But the residue was roaring, roaring, and resisting angrily, and countless eyes were broken one after another. Because at the same time, what was incorporated into the heart music chapter was the projection of the sacred cauldron!
The incompatible two sides collided in the same place.
The consequences are devastating!
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan screamed and roared in pain. The whole person was ignited by the terrifying flame caused by the collision and friction of the two music theories.
It is the fire of chaos that countless musicians fear like a tiger.
Signs will only arise when the heart sounds collapse and the music theory that is unable to control the riot in the body will appear. Once ignited, the flame will never end unless the host is completely reduced to ashes!
But death cannot come.
The generous gifts from the hundred-armed giants filled his life, making him struggle on the edge of life and death.
not enough!
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and roared.
Not even close!
More, more!