Chapter 58: Under He Lie Shan
"This demon, has it really reached this point?"
Shura was still in the ice sculpture, shocked beyond words. In her impression, Ye Huan was just a nosy little worm who only knew how to talk big, but now this little worm had actually survived a month and a half of life-and-death struggle, leaving behind scars all over his body!
Moreover, Shura could see that the Ye Huan from half a month ago was holy and radiant, but lacked a hint of confidence that only the strong possessed. But now, standing under the waterfall with his eyes closed and his long sword by his side, he actually exuded an aura that only the truly powerful had.
"I didn't know he was willing to suffer too..."
With a sigh, Shura didn't know that Ye Huan had always been someone who could endure hardship and dare to fight to the death. He was able to cultivate his hypnotic skills to the level of a master. The hardships he had endured, the difficulties he had faced, were things that several Donglin students couldn't even imagine!
"Captain, these days, what have you come to realize?" Oda Kiyoshi had already run over excitedly.
"What did you realize?"
Ye Huan looked a bit dazed, but his eyes quickly cleared up. "I didn't gain any enlightenment because I haven't combined the four powers into one, forming an incredibly powerful technique!" He smiled, "However, I also gained a lot because I've already merged these four powers into my instincts, using them with ease and at will. Even I feel that there's no need to force out any techniques - just a bit of combat instinct is enough to deal with all opponents!"
"It sounds good, but what about actual combat power?" Shura said coldly.
Ye Huan lowered her head and listened intently to something with an ear tilted to one side.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" The little bit of good impression that Xiū Luó had just formed in his mind disappeared.
Ye Huan was still listening.
But just as Shura was about to get angry, he suddenly raised his head and said, "How's the actual combat power? You'll see when you watch it!"
Tiger King!
Twenty meters away, a sudden shout came from the tent, "Boss, the Tiger King has appeared! The Golden-eyed Tiger King that Wu Zuo Uncle mentioned has appeared! Come and save me quickly!"
Ye Huan said softly: "Sally!"
"Big brother, this time the Tiger King is really fierce, it's already beyond Lily's divination range!" In the past few days, Little Sally helped Ye Huan divine thirteen times of the fierce tiger attack, but this time it seems she was powerless.
"Then I'll do it myself!" Ye Huan was still listening with his ear to the side, while telling Xiuluo, "Any opponent will make a slight sound when making a move, and Tiger King is no exception. So, the wind is my eyes, telling me the position of every enemy!"
"Oh, I heard it, on Xiao Bai's left hand!"
Ye Huan smiled slightly and grasped the hilt of San Ri Yue's sword, but he didn't move his feet.
"Do you want to make a move here?" Shuro was surprised: "This is at least twenty or thirty meters away from the tent, with more than a dozen large trees in between, and there are also seven or eight pieces of furniture under the canopy!"
"You're right, these things are troublesome obstacles for others, but there's one power that's an exception!" Ye Huan lightly plucked the strings of the San Ri Yue Zong Jin, and with a humming sound, his long sword let out a clear ring. He flashed out like lightning, drawing his sword and making a slash in mid-air. "This power is called sound, it's formless and spreads through objects, the more obstacles there are, the wider my attack range becomes!"
*pffft*
The tent direction faintly came a muffled sound, Bai Xiaobai ran out with a huff, "Boss, the Tiger King has appeared for so long, why haven't you come to rescue me yet!"
"How long has it been?" Ye Huan sneered with a wicked smile.
"Huh?" White suddenly realized that the Tiger King had appeared for over a dozen seconds, yet she was still unscathed. She waved her left hand and said, "No way, I clearly saw the Tiger King here... Heaven, is the Tiger King really dead? Big Brother, how did you take him down?"
"By instinct!" Ye Huan replied to both Bai Xiaobai and Xiu Luo, "The wind is formless, the sound is shapeless, the ghost has no shadow, and the mother's soul is also an ethereal consciousness body. After merging these four powers into instinct, when the enemy appears, I can just rely on my instincts to make a move. This is similar to what our Huaxia people say, 'heart-to-heart connection'. So my martial art is called, Ling Xi Yidao!"
"What a wonderful stroke of genius!"
Wu Zhuo walked over, his eyes scanning each team member one by one, and smiled slightly: "You've all made quite some progress. Now that He Lie Shan has arrived, do you have the confidence to climb the mountain?"
Several people looked at each other...
The next second, Ye Huan held up San Ri Yue Zong Jin high, and several people roared in unison at the same time, "Dong Lin must win!!!"
The sound shook the eight wilderness!
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After more than half a month of trekking, the team finally arrived at the foot of He Lie Mountain.
He Lie Shan, a sacred place of Catholicism before the Great Calamity, is said to be where God descended. However, after the Great Calamity in 2012, this originally unremarkable mountain has transformed into something else.
The current He Lie Shan, with an elevation of over 9,000 meters, is second only to the even higher Zhufeng after the Great Calamity. Three sides are steep cliffs and one side is a gentle slope. On this slope, many buildings of the Heavenly Father's Church were built in a row, with the higher the position, the closer the building was to the top of the mountain. The highest peak at over 9,000 meters is the location of the Heavenly Father Temple, known as the Golden Summit of Salvation!
When Ye Huan arrived, He Lie Shan had already opened the martial arts conference, more than 100 welcoming teams were waiting at the mountain pass, responsible for guiding the players, registering and filling out forms. In the bustling crowd, Ye Huan even saw a few figures of white-robed archbishops.
However, strangely enough, all the contestants stayed at the foot of the mountain, and the ten-zhang-high gate at the mountain pass was tightly closed.
"That's strange, wasn't the martial arts tournament held directly on Mount Savior last year, at the Warrior Temple under the Golden Summit?" Jiggs walked at the front of the group, supporting his chubby chin with one hand, looking thoughtful.
As Ye Huan, who had participated in several martial arts conferences in a row, also couldn't understand this "impolite" arrangement, "Luzhou, did you have such an arrangement when you came to participate in the martial arts conference for the past two years?"
Lü Xiū shook his head, another Ye Huan after him, as the first war general of Donglin, he had participated in two martial arts conferences, although he didn't get the championship, but once sixteenth and once fifth, making great progress, being favored by many people.
"Hmm, it seems I've grasped the Vatican's true intention!"
Jiggs nodded thoughtfully and when everyone turned back, he said solemnly: "The Vatican is stimulating the economic development of the mountains!"
"Cut..."
Everyone raised their middle fingers, after many days of getting along, even the students who didn't understand Jiggs saw that this dead fat man was bad and greedy, but sometimes he was still stupidly cute.
"Don't you believe me? Hmph, don't believe it and watch, my wise and heavy eighty-odd jin brain will prove to the heavens that I also have eighty-odd jin of wisdom!" Jiggs strode towards a welcoming team, "Wuzhuo, and six other members, all followed me to sign up. Now begins, the glorious and great Jiggs is about to show off his leadership abilities!"
"What's your name?"
The person in charge of registration was an ordinary priest, who felt someone had come and didn't even lift his head. However, soon he felt a vast shadow looming over him, looked up to see a face that weighed at least several dozen kilograms staring coldly at him, "Ah, it's Principal Giggles, sorry, sorry, you also have the position of White Bishop within the Vatican, how is it, has Donglin Representative Team come to register?"
"Hmm!" Jigg's face finally eased a bit.
However, he didn't hear it, the priest's very small voice muttered a sentence, "Dead fat man, your Donglin has been ranked last for two years, are you ready to be at the bottom and eat shit again this time?"
"Happy?"
A moment later, when filling out the registration form, Father saw Ye Huan's name in the team leader column.
He slowly raised his head, a useless person, and actually went to battle again, and was the captain of Donglin! "Principal Jigges, are you mistaken? The captain of Donglin is Ye Huan!"
The priest's exclamation was extremely loud, and the thousands of busy people around him heard it. In an instant, thousands of eyes shot towards Ye Huan standing behind Jiggs, with some being disdainful, some shocked, and more bewildered.
For these people, Ye Huan just smiled and turned away. After more than two months of getting used to the gazes of others, he even enjoyed some small glory brought by their surprise, but only for a few seconds later, he instinctively grasped San Ri Yue Zhong Jin.
Because of a pair of cold and ruthless eyes staring at him!
"Yehuan, long time no see!" A young man over two meters tall, robust like a war machine, also walked over upon hearing the voice. He was wearing full-body black armor, with a pair of black iron gauntlets on his hands, and only his expressionless face was exposed outside.
And when he spoke, he clenched his right fist.
In the army of Tianfu Teaching, when soldiers meet each other, they bump fists as a basic courtesy. But after this person's fist was extended, He Leshan's face turned pale with fear, and the crowd fell silent. Everyone was waiting for Ye Huan's response with terrified eyes.
He threw a punch, dare you throw one too?
Ye Huan fell silent for a moment, "It's really been a long time... Caesar!"

