The situation Luo Wan encountered seemed to be much more serious than that of Sheng Ran.
Not only was she feeling pain, but even her facial features were beginning to seep out traces of blood at this moment.
Mu Yang was horrified, but had no choice but to stand there helplessly, blaming himself.
He could definitely find a way to get purple leaf insects, and then use the previous method to find a few white mice for experiments.
This way, Luo Wan will not directly face unknown dangers.
"Wan'er, hold on! You must hold on!"
Mu Yang shouted repeatedly at the top of his lungs.
The only thing he can do now is to use his voice to provide mental support for Luo Wan.
Luo Wan's pain became more and more intense, and her heart-rending howls were like a curse spirit returning from hell, eager to tear apart all living creatures in the world.
For ten full minutes, Luo Wan's voice could no longer make any sound. It was more like she had lost her skeleton and completely collapsed in Mu Yang's arms.
Finally, the effectiveness of the source water beads seemed to have ended. After Luo Wan spurted out a mouthful of blood, he could no longer hold on and passed out.
"Purple Leaf Worm!"
Mu Yang's sharp eyes immediately spotted the tumbling bugs in the pool of pus and blood on the ground.
Although I was extremely sad about what happened to Luo Wan, my mood immediately improved a lot when I saw that the purple leaf insect was actually driven out.
But then, he was in trouble again.
Judging from the current situation, although these water beads are effective, each one seems to be able to repel only one purple leaf insect.
There are a total of five attached to Luo Wan's soul. It is obvious that the remaining source water beads are not enough to completely solve Luo Wan's problem.
"We can only take out four first." Mu Yang shook his head and carried Luo Wan onto the sofa. "It can reduce the pain at least four times a day."
At this moment, Panman's voice suddenly sounded,
"Yang, Senior Yang, why did you hit her?"
Mu Yang was stunned when he heard this, stood up straight quickly, waved his hands and said: "I didn't hit her! How could I hit her?"
"But we clearly heard the screams just now... Look, look, the cousin I just recognized was knocked unconscious by you."
Pan Man looked unconvinced, and the two brothers following him nodded in agreement.
"My lord!" Mu Yang curled his lips, "The time has come for the debts of the father and the son to be paid!"
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On the first day after the ‘District Ranking’ competition ended, the people of Ningyuan City had already selected the strongest team in their minds.
Obviously, although Muyang and the others won their first victory without attrition, in their eyes, they were not worthy of being particularly optimistic.
After all, their victory was still a bit thrilling, and it was not comparable to those teams that won the game with thunderous momentum.
What's more, the two games they will face the next day are both teams from Xuanjia Palace, and some well-informed people have revealed that,
The two teams in Xuanjia Palace seemed to have made some adjustments to Muyang and the others.
"What?"
Early in the morning, Panman's angry shouting completely disrupted the peace of the residential area.
"Vice President Yuan, isn't it a little too late for you to tell us now?"
Yuan Wenhuai was also extremely depressed, but facing the eldest son of the Pan family, he could only bear to smile with him.
"Ahem, I just got the news too."
"Okay, it's okay!" Mu Yang frowned and said in a deep voice, "In the next battle, you two have to protect Wan'er. I can go up alone."
"Senior Yang, those are five sage-level martial soul masters!" Panman said with bared teeth and claws, "I really don't know where Xuanjia Palace got so many sages."
In Panman's heart, martial spirit masters are the strongest. If he had been replaced by five sage-level soul masters of other categories, he would definitely not be so annoyed.
"It's okay.
Mu Yang waved his hand and shook his head, and then said to Yuan Wenhuai, "Vice President Yuan, please help me get some hidden weapons such as throwing knives. The smaller the better."
"Hidden weapon?" Yuan Wenhuai was stunned when he heard this. It doesn't seem to be an advantage for martial soul masters to use hidden weapons, right?
"Yes, please do it as soon as possible."
Although Yuan Wenhuai was confused, he didn't think much about it and quickly turned around and left to help Mu Yang get some hidden weapons.
He really couldn't understand that the spirit master's soul-killing weapon couldn't be attached to the weapon that was thrown away. If the hidden weapon was thrown out, it would be as powerful as an ordinary weapon. What was he going to do?
Not only Yuan Wenhuai, but also the Pan brothers were confused, especially Pan Man. He was also a martial soul master and knew the characteristics of 'soul-killing' very well.
If he were to fight against five sage-level martial soul masters, he would definitely not use any hidden weapons to fight against the enemy.
"Okay, don't think so much." Mu Yang wanted to raise his hand and pat Pan Man on the shoulder, but this action immediately startled the three Pan brothers.
The fat beating last night is still fresh in my mind, and now I have some conditioned reflexes.
"Senior Yang, that...it's not that we don't believe you...it's really..." Panman said submissively, his eyes full of vigilance.
"Listen to me, that's right!" Mu Yang squinted and looked over with a wicked smile, "You protect Wan'er and stand on the edge of the ring. If someone attacks you, get out immediately."
"But, but..."
Panman's actions were extremely funny. He subconsciously wanted to step forward and grab Muyang's hand, but then he realized that he was on guard against being beaten.
I moved back and forth several times but failed to successfully climb forward.
"But what?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows and said in a threatening tone, "But you want to be beaten?"
Mu Yang felt so happy, not to mention how comfortable he felt. If he had known that beating him would save him from the pain of having his hands touched, he would have done it a long time ago.
Naturally, Panman and the others are now very obedient to Muyang's arrangements. Not to mention anything else, the fists as big as sandbags alone can make the three of them terrified.
Mu Yang carried Luo Wan on his back and brought the Pan brothers to the ring on time. Yuan Wenhuai also sent eighteen small flying knives just in time.
Although it looks different in appearance and is obviously improvised, it is still considered well-made and made of high-quality materials.
Before the game even started, the surrounding spectators started talking.
"Tsk, tsk, the team of the Soul Hunters Guild is in terrible shape today."
"Why?"
"Obviously, those five sage-level martial soul masters are used to consume their soul power."
"Yes, the second scene is the real killer move."
"So disgusting?"
"Look, they will definitely lose today."
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The crowd was talking loudly, and Mu Yang on the sidelines heard it clearly.
Pan Man was furious and cursed again and again. Whether it was the gossiping audience or the Xuanjia Palace, they were all sprayed bloody by him.
Soon, following the ring supervisor's order, two cracks were torn open in the barrier on the ring.
The teams from both sides filed in, standing on both sides of the ring glaring at each other.
"Okay, according to the process, I will go over the rules..."
The supervisor nagged for a long time and finally gave the order:
"start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the five sage martial spirit masters all rushed forward with great momentum.
There are no other types of soul masters among them, so they must approach the opponent quickly to avoid being restricted by some soul skills.
"Let's go!" Mu Yang stepped forward, shouted, and immediately drew out the long sword in his hand.
Panman and others naturally understood Mu Yang's intention. Although they were unwilling to do so, they still picked up Luo Wan and retreated to the sidelines obediently.
Although Mu Yang is also a virtuous spirit master, and possesses the ‘invincible
’ This kind of perverted soul technique, but I still dare not show it.
Spirit masters' control over combat skills is extremely powerful. If they use 'invincible' too early, they might be able to detect Ni Duan soon and think of ways to restrain him.
Just like the three martial arts masters brought by Yu Wen Liangping, even though Mu Yang was driving the 'Invincible', they still buried him for five years.
"kill!"
Mu Yang saw the other five people rushing forward and faced them with long swords in hand.
They are both at the sage level, and there is not much difference in all aspects of physical attributes. Even if the level of 'soul-killing' is different, there cannot be any big improvement.
In this kind of battle, the only thing that matters is skill. Whoever has the most powerful moves will have the upper hand.
Obviously, although Mu Yang is not the master of swordsmanship in the martial arts novels, the training he received in his previous life was all about killing enemies at close quarters.
Although it was a bit difficult to deal with these five people, they wouldn't be beaten violently.
The battle continued, and both sides' moves were extremely fierce, causing the people in the audience to burst into excited screams.
The battles that martial soul masters have seen are the most entertaining. They don't need those powerful soul skills. They can kill the enemy instantly with a simple wave of their hands.
With some soul techniques, the winner of the entire battle has already been decided before you even see what's going on.
"Look, that guy named Yang Mu has very strong fighting skills!"
"Hi~~What kind of move is this? Does the Holy Soul Academy teach it?"
"I don't think he is from Holy Soul Academy..."
"Hmm~~Why do I feel that it looks so much like the moves of the Holy Eye Cult?"
"Yes, yes, yes! I have read the combat information about the Holy Eye Cult, and their moves are very similar to this Yang Mu!"
…
The battle continues, and both sides have fought hundreds of moves, but there is still no turning point that can determine victory.
"Damn, that's a bit fierce." Mu Yang frowned and responded to the opponent's moves smoothly, secretly surprised in his heart.
He had already used all the moves he had learned. Although the opponent was a little confused, the cooperation between them was so close that they were unable to gain an advantage for a while.
Just when Mu Yang was feeling depressed, out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw Pan Yun and Pan Qi approaching quietly.
"Huh?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "These two boys are quite thieves."
With a hint of a sinister smile, Mu Yang quickly tried his best to make his opponent focus entirely on him, so as to create opportunities for Pan Yun and Pan Qi.
"kill!"
They yelled angrily and retreated while fighting. In this way, the five of them had to move forward slowly in order to attack Mu Yang, thus completely exposing their backs to the Pan brothers who were preparing for a sneak attack.
"Now!"
Mu Yang saw Pan Yun and Pan Qi mobilize their soul power instantly,
Immediately, he also unleashed his strongest attack.
"Ghost King Curse..."
"Fire Hell!"
Soul power surged, and although the five sage-level martial soul masters had already responded, Mu Yang's offensive became extremely fierce.
At this moment, there is no way to escape and solve the trouble behind him.
"Fight!"
"Don't forget what the Lord of the Palace told you!"
"If we defeat him, we will have completed the mission."
…
The five people had a quick exchange and decided to abandon the Pan brothers behind them and use all their strength to kill Mu Yang.
"Huh, naive!" Mu Yang sneered, and after a few moves, he waited patiently for the soul technique to arrive.
But the scene that happened next made Mu Yang collapse to the extreme.