Douluo Continent: The Spirit A Yin, a Master of Both Bow and Sword

Chapter 8 Human Arrow

Li Xin collapsed to the ground, while Ye Tianxing left without looking back.

"The outcome is decided! Ye Tianxing has won!"

After Hu Liena finished making the announcement, she twitched her lips speechlessly. This was really just kids fighting. She really didn't know what the teacher's purpose was in making her the referee.

Watching Ye Tianxing's departing figure, Hu Liena felt that the child was calm and composed. If it were any other child, they would have been terrified and cried long ago when faced with such pressure from Li Xin.

Sure enough, before the next child could even unleash their martial spirit, they were terrified by the opponent's martial spirit and burst into tears, causing a group of people to burst into laughter. It's quite amusing to watch kids fight.

Bibi Dong rested her chin on her hand, completely unconcerned about the changes taking place on the stage; her attention was entirely focused on Ye Tianxing.

"If I'm not mistaken, this soul bone should have been obtained by the Fifth Elder for Ye Tianxing. But... what is it about this child that made Qian Daoliu take the initiative to intervene, even at the cost of becoming my enemy?" Bibi Dong's eyes gradually deepened.

Yes, Qian Daoliu, as the Grand Elder, actually chose to become Bibi Dong's enemy.

Bibi Dong disagreed with the situation at the time, but Qian Daoliu's words shocked her.

Bibi Dong then focused her gaze on Ye Tianxing. As if she had seen through him, Ye Tianxing's eyes met Bibi Dong's once again.

However, while those outside the VIP section where Bibi Dong was located could not see inside, those inside could easily see through to the outside.

"Be careful, kid!" Bibi Dong said, then closed her eyes tightly, no longer paying attention to the battle below, and looking forward to Ye Tianxing's final showdown.

Ye Tianxing scratched his head. A mosquito flew past his ear, buzzing. He was about to swat it away, but it flew away.

Strange, there are mosquitoes in Douluo Continent?

The first round ended quickly.

With twenty people remaining, ten were left. After a short rest, they drew lots again.

Rounding down from ten to five.

The battle was about to break out. As usual, Ye Tianxing did not take his classmates seriously. Although they were very talented, there were many ways to deal with a child.

Ye Tianxing won easily, while on the other side, Hu Yanbo relied on the power of the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul to knock his opponent off the stage with a single blow.

Before leaving, he snorted coldly, "Boring. If it weren't for this soul bone, I wouldn't have participated in this boring competition."

In the audience, Hu Yanzhen, as the leader of the four lower sects, was not qualified to sit in the VIP section because he was not qualified. Bibi Dong and the six great elders were in the VIP section, and they were not people of equal importance.

"Sect Master, Huyan Bo is truly a promising young man. It seems that our Elephant Armor Sect is determined to obtain this soul bone!" someone complimented.

Hu Yanzhen's lips curled into a smile, almost unable to contain himself. He coughed twice in a serious manner before saying, "The competition isn't over yet, so don't jump to conclusions. My Elephant Armor Sect is full of talented people. Bo'er is exceptionally gifted, and my grandson Hu Yanli is even more of a prodigy. I plan to give this soul bone to Li'er and my Elephant Armor Sect's inherited soul bone to Bo'er. In this way, my Elephant Armor Sect can also prosper!"

"The Elephant Armor Clan has the potential to become one of the top three clans. Don't forget us when you become rich and powerful in the future."

A group of people flattered him, praising the Elephant Armor Sect to a very high standard.

The match continues.

Five to two, one round empty.

Ye Tianxing looked at the bye slip and comfortably lay back in the chair.

Of the remaining three, there are Ye Tianxing, Hu Yanbo, and an older student named He Hong, whose martial soul is a bone blade, a weapon-type martial soul, and whose soul power is at level sixteen.

In the three-person competition, Ye Tianxing faced two opponents each, and the two opponents also faced each other. In the end, whoever scored the highest would own the Soul Bone.

In the first match, Ye Tianxing faced off against He Hong.

He Hong said, "Ye Tianxing, you should surrender now. You're just a level 13 Soul Master, you're no match for me."

He Hong became an apprentice of a Contra master, who also used swordsmanship and mastered its essence.

Ye Tianxing retorted, "Aren't you just a lowly Soul Master too? Soul power level doesn't determine anything."

"I'll show you the difference between us!"

After He Hong finished speaking, he plunged his right hand into his chest, but strangely, there was no blood, only a bone knife was pulled out of his chest.

This was the first time Ye Tianxing had ever seen a way of summoning a martial soul, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Today I've truly witnessed what it means to have your heart and lungs ripped out, even if what you pulled out was a knife made of bone."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

He Hong was ruthless and taciturn. The moment the bone knife was revealed, he rushed forward, the blade flashing like water, creating ripples.

Hu Liena, who had been sitting next to me for half a day, suddenly brightened up. Finally, she had found someone who knew how to fight.

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Holding the withered wood bow, Ye Tianxing infused it with soul power. The bowstring was pulled back, and three arrows pierced the air, pursuing him from three directions.

The three arrows flew out and soon split into two, becoming six in total. This was the effect of the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf's Soul Ring.

Six arrows flew at lightning speed. He Hong was so fast that he cut through the chaos and rushed to Ye Tianxing in the instant he deflected all six arrows.

Archers are primarily ranged attackers; they are not suited for melee combat!

He Hongzheng understood this perfectly, so he took the initiative at the very beginning of the competition, not giving Ye Tianxing a chance to escape.

The kite-pulling tactic was something He Hong's teacher specifically emphasized before the competition. Once Ye Tianxing was allowed to pull the kite, even a strong player would be pulled to death.

"First Soul Skill, Slash!"

Holding the knife in both hands, the bone knife turned bright red under the enhancement of the soul skill, as if it were forged from blood. He aimed at Ye Tianxing and slashed down.

Ye Tianxing drew the bowstring to its fullest extent, and his first soul skill lit up. Suddenly, a strong wind arose on the arena, and the arrow collided head-on with the bone knife. The powerful wind made it impossible for He Hong to open his eyes.

He Hong was facing headwinds, while Ye Tianxing was facing tailwinds, and they were face to face. In no time, He Hong lost sight of Ye Tianxing, and his lips were trembling so much that they seemed to blend into his facial features.

Once everything had calmed down, Ye Tianxing suddenly appeared behind He Hong. Before Ye Tianxing could react, He Hong plunged a knife into his own chest, the bone blade protruding through his body and almost reaching Ye Tianxing.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone self-harm like this. Your martial spirit is very interesting; I'm quite intrigued." Ye Tianxing used the grappling technique taught by his teacher, grabbing the single-edged sword with his left hand and firmly gripping the opponent's ankle with his right, dragging him to the ground.

Immediately, the withered wood bow in his hand rapidly grew larger, even larger than Ye Tianxing. Under the subtle gazes of Hu Liena and the others, Ye Tianxing actually placed He Hong on the bow, his left leg braced against the back of the bow, firmly pressing He Hong's legs against the bowstring, completely ignoring He Hong's pleas for mercy and tears.

With a long "whoosh" and "ah—", He Hong experienced the feeling of wanting to fly higher, both painfully and joyfully.

He flew straight across the ring and embedded himself in the ceiling, his head stuck.

His legs were trembling helplessly; he seemed to still be alive.

(End of this chapter)