Chapter 395: The Arrogant Person
Chapter 395: The Arrogant Person
on the platform.
Ye Haoyun looked at the movement of Ye Cui falling, his face solemn.
"Ye Cui, it's not like I don't know you. Why are you hiding behind a mask? Do you have something shameful to show?"
A cold light flashed in his eyes beneath the metal mask: "The dead don't need to know."
boom!
The platform shook slightly, and Ye Cui rushed out, approaching Ye Haoyun in the blink of an eye.
Ye Haoyun had already seen the strength of Ye Cui's physique and was prepared. Facing Ye Cui's approach, he folded his hands together and pushed forward.
The air began to fluctuate visibly, forming a transparent wall that rushed forward.
Mental power interferes with reality and even condenses into a vague prototype.
Looking at the vaguely transparent wall, Lu Yun was secretly surprised.
Fortunately, the prince is not here, otherwise he would be shocked again after seeing this scene.
However, what no one expected was that this spiritual wall did not play any role at all.
Although Ye Cui paused for a moment, the fist he extended was still approaching.
Ye Haoyun's face changed and he quickly retreated. At the same time, a strong wind was howling around him, and his mental power turned into countless blades and slashed towards Ye Cui, trying to force him away.
However, those countless spiritual blades were like a spiritual wall and did not cause any damage at all.
Ye Cui took two steps to catch up with Ye Haoyun, and the punch that had been accumulating for a long time instantly landed on Ye Haoyun's chest.
boom!
Ye Haoyun's body shook, and all the spiritual blades that permeated his body shattered.
A crisp sound of broken bones and tendons came from his body.
Ye Haoyun’s eyes widened, and a blood mist mixed with broken organs spurted out, staining Ye Cui’s mask red.
He looked at the metal mask in front of him in disbelief and fell heavily.
wow——
In the stands, many Night Spirits fell silent.
Everyone looked at Ye Haoyun lying on the platform in horror.
Being chosen by Ye Changge to be the first to appear, his strength was naturally guaranteed, but he was still defeated in one blow.
In particular, many of those present knew Na Yecui, and everyone knew the other party's strength.
It is absolutely impossible to defeat Ye Haoyun so easily.
"Ye Haoyun's attack had no effect at all, how is this possible?!"
"Even if there is resistance, it shouldn't have reached this point!"
"There's definitely something wrong with Ye Cui, this is impossible!"
Compared with the exclamations of horror from Ye Changge's side, there were cheers from Ye Changyun's side.
Some people even shouted Ye Changyun as the patriarch.
Hearing this, Ye Changyun couldn't help but smile.
He looked at Ye Changge mockingly: "It seems that the students taught by the clan leader are not very good. I wonder how the second round will go?"
on the platform.
Ye Cui stood with his hands hanging down, and the eyes behind the mask swept calmly over everyone.
It obviously means that he will continue to fight.
Ye Changge frowned as he watched Ye Haoyun being taken away by the doctor. He thought for a moment before sending out the second person.
Seeing the young man walk out, the crowd's dejected mood lifted a little, and they said excitedly:
"It's Brother Ye Ci, Brother Ye Ci, you have to avenge Ye Haoyun!"
"Brother Ye Ci's mecha technology is the best among his peers. With him on the team, we're in a safe place!"
"Mastering the art of operating a wooden loom requires years of study and learning, and it's definitely not something that can be improved in a short period of time. We must win this round!"
The young man named Ye Ci walked to the edge of the stands, tapped the metal wristband on his right arm a few times, and then fell forward.
As his figure fell, the trees and vines on the mountain seemed to come alive and split in two. Immediately afterwards, a mecha that was completely green and covered with thick vines stretched out a giant palm from the mountain and caught the falling Ye Ci.
The vines on the chest of the mecha were open, and Ye Ci turned around and sat in.
As the cabin closed, the mecha's eyes suddenly lit up, and the armor structures at various joints moved to self-check. Bursts of white mist squeezed out and filled the mountains.
This smooth and flowing scene made everyone excited and they all started shouting.
"The Flame Blade is out!"
“Brother Yeci, come on, chop them into pieces!!”
Lu Yun looked at the wooden loom hidden in the mountain in amazement.
The Muzhu machine is only more than ten meters high and is not a large combat mecha.
It has very distinctive ethnic characteristics, and its entire body is covered with metal vines. From a distance, it looks like a giant tree that has come alive.
It doesn't have many weapons, just a curved melta knife that's taller than its shoulders, and a machine gun mounted on its shoulder.
At this time, Ye Xuan's voice came from the side: "Brother Lu, what do you think of our tribe's wooden loom?"
"The wooden loom is a treasure bestowed upon our race by the ancestral tree. It possesses an adaptive system unique in the universe, capable of transforming itself according to the driver's style."
"For example, if Ye Ci's fighting style is speed and skill, then Mu Shuji can be transformed into a matching style."
"So, after choosing a compatible person, the Mushuji usually remains the same throughout its life. If the driver dies, the Mushuji will return to the embrace of the ancestral tree and become the nourishment for the next Mushuji."
Hearing this, Ye Changmu, who was standing by, showed a look of dejection and sighed, "It's a pity that ever since the ancestral tree withered, we can no longer produce new wooden looms. Now, there are only ten wooden looms left in our tribe."
Ye Xuan glanced at the other person, but did not tell him yet that she had found the seeds of the ancestral tree.
I plan to give everyone a big surprise after this storm is over.
If they fail, the entire tribe will fall into the hands of outsiders, and there will be no need to take out the seeds of the ancestral tree.
Lu Yun listened to Ye Xuan's story with a look of amazement.
No wonder Ye Xuan tried so hard to find the ancestral tree, its importance is really not in vain.
At this moment, a loud explosion sounded between heaven and earth, and Ye Ci was seen driving the wooden loom and landing in the mountains a thousand meters away, raising a large cloud of dust.
The envoy from the Mechanicus has never taken his eyes off Muzhuji's body since Muzhuji appeared.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with enthusiasm:
“What a miraculous creation!
With the help of this miraculous object, coupled with the Divine Religion's body transformation technology, combined with the powerful spiritual characteristics of the Night Spirits, it is enough to create the most perfect and powerful ultimate warrior in the universe! "
"Hurry, Ye Changyun, finish this quickly. I can't wait to start my research!"
"The rise of the Divine Religion is happening today!!"
Ye Changyun coughed lightly and said, "Sir, please keep your voice down to prevent the two outsiders from hearing you."
The envoy glared at him coldly: "With such little courage, what can you accomplish?"
"You have my Divine Religion backing you up, yet you're still afraid of this and that. How can I train you with confidence?!"
"Please don't blame me, Special Envoy. I was also severely bullied by Ye Changge. I will never do that again."
Ye Changyun quickly apologized and then left quickly to arrange the candidates for the next battle.
"Ye Anyuan, go and let these people see the changes you've made. I believe more people will follow you after you finish this battle."
A bearded man with a slightly crazy smile on his face stood up from the crowd, saluted casually, and then slowly walked down the stands.
Wherever he passed, people covered their noses, but Ye Anyuan didn't care. He walked to the hangar and laughed wildly:
"Ye Ci, everyone says that you are a rare mecha genius among the Ye Ling Clan, but in a moment, everyone will know that your so-called genius is nothing compared to me, Ye Anyuan!"
"Come out, Wild Fist Judge!"
boom!
The mountain wall was smashed by a huge fist, and a mecha that was 70% similar to Ye Ci's "Flame Blade", but had a pair of incomparably huge fists, stepped out of the hangar.
The crowd was in an uproar, looking at the extremely arrogant Ye Anyuan in shock.
"He's the one who's going to fight! How can this bastard be qualified to drive a wooden loom?"
"You are such a despicable fellow that you used external force to force the wooden shuttle to fit together!"
"Keep your dirty hands away! You are not worthy of piloting our mecha!"
"Go ahead and curse me, curse me as much as you want." Ye Anyuan laughed even more crazily: "After I kill Ye Ci, I will come and chop off the heads of all of you rubbish!"
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