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Chapter 13 Behemoth (2)

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Nina snorted, "Although the combination of magic and martial arts can exert great power, because it is not specialized, the cultivation speed will be greatly reduced after reaching the green level, and it may be successful, but the effort required is several times that of a single magician and a warrior. After reaching the purple level, magic martial warriors may not be able to take advantage of a single warrior or magician."

Ye Yinzhu shook her head and said, "I don't know if you are right, but I believe Grandpa Qin will never harm me."

Nina looked at Ye Yinzhu's calm but very persistent gaze, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. From her inner perspective, she naturally would not doubt Qin Shang's teachings. After all, Qin Shang is the number one divine sound master in the mainland, and it is hard for her to compare with in the field of divine sound masters. However, she really couldn't think of why Qin Shang asked Ye Yinzhu to choose the path of magic and martial arts. In fact, how could she know that Ye Yinzhu's current practice is not the magic and martial arts double xiu in the ordinary sense.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. What happened on the court today? Why did that Netherworld Xuepo turn against him?" This question is the real reason why Nina came to Ye Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either. It must be our music that infected it."

Nina shook her head and said, "No. Music infects monsters, which is what our divine sound masters are very good at. After all, most of the monsters are not strong in mental power. We can even use music to make them completely lose their combat ability. However, today you are facing the Netherworld Snow Soul, which has the ability to grow into a level nine-level intelligent monster, and is also an undead. The damage to it by our music can be said to be minimal. Even if you can affect its emotions, you cannot control it to turn against it!"

Ye Yinzhu subconsciously said: "Maybe it has something to do with the song "A Chinese Ghost Story" we chose today."

Nina's eyes lit up, "The song "A Chinese Ghost Story" is the Netherworld Snow Soul of the Undead. The relationship between this... It seems that our Divine Sound System has another new topic to be studied. I want to think about it carefully. If every Divine Sound Master can make his opponent's monster turn against him in the future, then, even if he faces the dragon cavalry..." Thinking of this, she couldn't help dancing excitedly, with a bright light in her eyes, which was somewhat imagining with Xueling just now.

"Okay, Yinzhu, go back and rest first. Restore your mental strength and continue the competition tomorrow." Director Nina, who had the goal, immediately ignored Ye Yinzhu and completely integrated into her excited thinking.

After leaving Nina's office, Ye Yinzhu didn't return to the classroom. The victory just now made the entire Divine Sound System excited, but everyone ignored Ye Yinzhu's consumption. As the main general, he blocked all the attacks of five people on the other side and one Netherworld Snow Soul. The consumption of fighting spirit and mental power was extremely huge. If it weren't for his cultivation of the innocent Qinxin since childhood, he had made a very deep foundation, he would probably have been unable to hold on. Especially in the end, he had not released a full-strength attack. In the case of elemental backlash, he had suffered a certain amount of trauma. At this time, waves of weakness kept coming from his brain. So, as soon as he left Nina's office, Ye Yinzhu walked out and he needed to go back to the dormitory to rest.

"Yinzhu." As soon as he left the Shenyin Master's teaching building, Ye Yinzhu heard someone calling him.

Sula came out of somewhere, his face looked a little pale, and his eyes looked at Ye Yinzhu also became a little weird.

"Sula, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ye Yinzhuqiang was energetic and raised her hand to touch Sula's forehead.

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Sula slapped Ye Yinzhu's hand off and said in a weird voice: "Congratulations, you won again."

Ye Yinzhu smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing to be congratulated. In fact, luck has taken up a lot of ingredients. Sula, you have a bad face."

Sula gritted her teeth and said, "My face is not good. Ye Yinzhu, I want to kill you." His thin body burst out with an amazing speed instantly. The distance between the two was already close, and Ye Yinzhu's reaction dropped significantly because of excessive consumption. Before he could react, Sula's hands had already pinched his neck. Because of the difference in figure, he fell on Ye Yinzhu at this time.

A cold and smooth feeling came from his neck. Sura's hands were very cold. Although he looked fierce, he did not really use force.

"Sula, what are you doing?" Yinzhu exclaimed.

Sula's eyes were filled with complex light, and even a layer of mist, she suddenly let go of Ye Yinzhu, "You, I hate you so much. Why do you want to win the Divine Sound System? Why..."

"I..." Sula suddenly let go of her hands, making Ye Yinzhu feel dizzy. Excessive consumption and elemental backlash finally broke out. Her eyes turned black and her body fell forward.

Sula was deeply troubled by another thing in her heart. Suddenly, she saw Ye Yinzhu falling towards him in the direction of her city and exclaimed. Before he could react, Ye Yinzhu had already hit him. Out of subconscious self-rescue, when Ye Yinzhu fell down, his hands stretched forward, trying to grab something to support his body. When he hit Sula, his right hand happened to press on Sula's chest, his palm tightened, and leaned against Sula to support his body.

"Sula, it turns out that your pectoral muscles are so strong." This is the last sentence Ye Yinzhu said before fainting.

Supporting Ye Yinzhu's body, Sula's face turned red and white. The black dagger appeared in his control at some point again. Looking at Ye Yinzhu's hand that was still holding his chest, he hesitated for a long time, but still could not stab the dagger out.

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The extreme northern wasteland occupies more than one-quarter of the Longzai Nus continent, located in the northernmost part of the continent, and is bitter and cold all year round. In the southern border of the extreme northern wasteland, it borders the Ascoli Kingdom to the southwest, the Milan Empire to the south, and the Florida Kingdom to the southeast. In order to defend against the orcs in the extreme northern wasteland, human countries are full of heavy troops on the frontier. Similarly, the orcs are always guarding against human invasion, so three fortresses were built on the border with these three countries. They are Solomon Fortress bordering with the Ascoli Kingdom, Thor's Hammer Fortress bordering with the Milan Empire, and the War God Fortress bordering with the Florida Kingdom.

In the eyes of humans, orcs are wild and savages with inauthentic bloodlines. But in fact, although orcs are generally low in wisdom, the wisdom of higher orcs is not inferior to that of humans. This can be seen from the fact that most orc nobles are extremely close to humans in appearance.

Zi stood on a small hill five miles away from Thor's Hammer Fortress and looked at the fortress wall twenty feet high, with cold light in her eyes. She held the heavy iron stick with both hands to support her body. He had been standing here for an hour without moving.

"It's been ten years, but I didn't expect that I would have a day to return to Thunder Hammer. You can't imagine that the child you chased back then has returned. From the extreme north to the extreme south, and then from the extreme south to the extreme north, purple's anger will eventually melt the ice and snow in the extreme north wasteland."
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