"Like what?" Kesha asked.
"Nothing. Oh right, where's your Edward? If he doesn't show up, how are we going to end this? "The girl didn't seem to want to talk about that topic and quickly returned to the main topic.
"I don't know either. He said he would come. Could something have happened to him? Otherwise, he wouldn't have missed his appointment." Kesha said worriedly.
"Don't worry, Edward doesn't look like a short-lived person. He shouldn't be so lucky to meet with an accident." The girl patted Kesha casually to comfort her. This was her way of comforting her.
"I hope so." Kesha said with a smile.
"Let's just watch the show. Watching these men fight to the death for you is actually very interesting. However, they don't know that you won't choose any one of them. Even if they fight to the death, it's still the same." The young woman once again turned her gaze to Ye Lang's body.
Not only because Ye Lang looked like someone in her heart, but also because Ye Lang was the core of this matter. Who else would she look at if not him?
"Wenke, rank 8 Human Class warrior, wind attribute. Please advise me." An elegant young man walked towards Ye Lang and bowed to him. Then, he drew his sword and reported his strength.
"Rank 8 warrior? I didn't expect there to be such a master in this generation. This Wenke seems to have a bright future. "
The appearance of a rank 8 warrior shocked everyone present. Although among this group of noble youths, there were rank 6 and rank 7 warriors everywhere, there was only one rank 8 warrior.
Although it was only a difference of a number, the difference in strength was not something that could be summed up by such a number.
"Telling others about your strength in a fight, what an idiot." Everyone was waiting for Ye Lang's reply, but they didn't expect such a disdainful remark.
"…"
"Since you're such an idiot, I'll let you make the first move." Ye Lang smiled at the rank 8 warrior, Wenke, as if he didn't care at all.
Could it be that he had the strength of a rank 8 warrior or above, and that was why he was so fearless?
"Then I won't be polite." Wenke didn't stand on ceremony with Ye Lang. He understood the principle of taking the initiative. He knew that in a fight, he had to take the initiative.
Wenke swung his sword, which glowed with a faint light. An air blade that could be seen with the naked eye appeared in mid-air and flew towards Ye Lang.
Sometimes, it was necessary to use Dou Qi skills to test the enemy's strength, because this way, they didn't have to get close to the enemy, and they could minimize accidents.
When Ye Lang was about to receive the qi, he turned around and beautifully dodged the qi blade.
After the air blade flew past Ye Lang, it quickly hit a street lamp behind him. As a result, the street lamp was destroyed and split in half from the middle.
This caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. It seemed that even the most basic wind attribute Dou Qi skill couldn't be underestimated. After being hit by it, one would still lose their life. Moreover, this wasn't just limited to the wind attribute, other types of Dou Qi could also be used.
Those who knew how to use advanced skills couldn't be considered true experts. True experts should be able to display those ordinary skills to extraordinary effects.
"Fortunately, my skills can still be considered agile." Ye Lang patted his chest, seeming to be a bit afraid. But in everyone's eyes, it looked like he was teasing his opponent.
Wenke frowned and continued to use the same move. Because Ye Lang hadn't used the slightest bit of Dou Qi, he hadn't been able to see through it.
"Again, I'll jump …"
Ye Lang seemed to be playing a game, jumping here and there among the wind blades. Unexpectedly, he didn't hit a single one, and he seemed to be having a great time.
He had even accidentally left his backup to Wenke.
"Take this!" In this situation, Wenke naturally had to take advantage of this opening and use his fastest speed to approach Ye Lang. Just as he was about to reach Ye Lang and subdue him …
Eh, what is this?
Wenke suddenly discovered that there was something under his feet. It was round and flat, like an iron plate. This seemed to be something that Ye Lang had accidentally left behind.
And now, Wenke had just stepped on this thing.
The iron plate emitted a mysterious light, and an extremely complicated alchemy formation appeared …
Not good, this must be an alchemy bomb!
BOOM!
By the time Wenke discovered the problem, it was already too late. He had still been hit. But fortunately, he was an expert and was able to avoid being hit in his vitals, so he only suffered some superficial wounds.
But the effect of Ye Lang's bomb wasn't so easily canceled out. Wenke was blown away, unable to control his body for a moment.
"Hehe …" Ye Lang laughed and took out his alchemy cannon, firing at Wenke.
"F * ck, this is really embarrassing …" Venske looked at the flash of the alchemy cannon and said. Then, he was blown away by the flash and lost consciousness.
"One down," Ye Lang said nonchalantly as he held the alchemy cannon.
At this time, the nearby people were already dumbstruck, looking at Ye Lang without moving for a long time.
When they saw Ye Lang take out that Alchemy Cannon, everyone was stunned. They thought to themselves, 'What is that thing? What kind of weapon is that?'
But when they saw the power of that alchemy cannon, they were even more dumbfounded …
And an 8th rank expert was actually killed so easily. This was too surprising, no one had expected this result.
But no one felt that Ye Lang was very strong, they only felt that he was despicable.
The alchemy bomb and the alchemy cannon were all unexpected attacks that were impossible to defend against. If Wenke had known beforehand, then the result of the battle might have been completely different.
"Despicable, you actually used an alchemy weapon!"
After coming back to their senses, everyone started denouncing Ye Lang, including Feifei. She felt displeased when she saw Ye Lang's face, and she had the urge to beat him up.
Ye Lang was very calm in the face of these denunciations. His one sentence silenced everyone, no longer objecting to his use of an alchemy weapon.
Ye Lang's words were —
"Nonsense, I'm an alchemist. If I don't use an alchemy weapon, then what should I use?"
"…"
Everyone was speechless. If what Ye Lang said was true, then there was indeed no problem. Alchemists, of course, used alchemy weapons. They weren't good at martial arts or magic, they were good at alchemy.
But was this person in front of them really an alchemist?
Everyone was doubtful.
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