The Dragon from Hell

Ye Huang's mouth corners were raised, and her smile was unruly. The two hideous scars on her face not only did not make people feel ugly, but added a bit of arrogant beauty to her.

The slightly raised corners of her mouth were mixed with a bit of teasing, which made people feel humble at a glance, as if they should be stepped on by her.

Song Mingqian was deeply stimulated by Ye Huang's smile, and her eyes were red.

Why?

Why can she be so proud even though she has become a cripple?

Shouldn't a Valkyrie with a crippled right hand fall from heaven to hell and become indistinguishable from the crowd?

Shouldn't she be a loser in front of him, and surrender in disgrace?

But why can't you see any shadow or inferiority on Ye Huang's face? The scars on her face seem to have become her glory, and she doesn't hide them at all.

Why?

Song Mingqian clenched her fists. Ye Huang's current appearance deeply stimulated her, making her want to rush up and kill her with a knife.

Yu Yan sensed that she was in a bad mood and immediately reminded her: "Mingqian! Don't be provoked by her words, don't get carried away!"

"Don't forget, if we two join forces, she will definitely not be able to leave here today. She is just a spent force."

As a warrior, once the mind is confused, the moves will also be chaotic.

Song Mingqian's eyes were red, and her moves at this time were obviously not as steady as before, and Yu Yan and her cooperation was not as tacit as before.

Even though Yu Yan should have been the dominant force in the attack, Song Mingqian was stimulated to constantly seize Yu Yan's attack position, resulting in Yu Yan's strength not only not being able to play, but also being affected by her.

However, Song Mingqian couldn't care about so much now. She stared at Ye Huang with all her heart, and made frequent moves, and each move was more fierce and faster than the other. It seemed that she was going to decide the winner with Ye Huang today.

Yu Yan had no choice but to choose to assist her from the side to prevent both of them from being affected.

But in this way, Yu Yan's strength could not be fully exerted, and instead all the advantages that the two had previously gained were lost.

Ye Huang also saw that Song Mingqian's moves were obviously not as stable as before. While taking her move with his left hand, he chuckled and said, "Why, I only used one hand, can't you take it?"

"I said, you are indeed a waste. Even if I lost one hand, you still have no chance of winning."

"If I follow your previous attack method, maybe I will really lose today."

"But if you are the main attacker... that's a pity, you may not have a chance to keep me today."

Ye Huang's words were very plain, as if he was not facing his opponent, but commenting as a bystander, without any personal emotions.

But the more this happened, the more humiliated Song Mingqian felt.

Why, why!

Why did she lose one hand, but she still had to be stepped on by her. This is unfair!

Now shouldn't I be the one who should laugh at him?

Why does Ye Huang have the ability!

"Don't be too proud. Do you think I can't beat you? You can't lift the gun you are so proud of anymore. Without your right hand, you have no chance to advance to the Earth Realm."

"After that, there will be no place for you in the Martial God Temple, and the resources of the Martial God Temple will no longer be of use to you."

"But I am different. I have a healthy body and abundant resources from the Martial God Temple. It won't be long before I will surpass you and completely trample you under my feet!"

Hearing this, Ye Huang raised a cold smile at the corner of his lips: "It seems that you are still too naive. Do you think that I, Ye Huang, have come to this day relying on the resources of the Martial God Temple?"

"Haha, don't tell me that you rely on yourself. I admit that you are very talented, but with the same talent, if you don't have the abundant resources of the Martial God Temple, how can you become a Martial God?"

Song Mingqian was unwilling to admit that Ye Huang was extraordinary, and she was still stubborn while fighting.

Ye Huang shook his head and looked at her with pity: "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?" Song Mingqian didn't understand.

"No wonder, even if you failed in the election for the Martial God candidate and the special team, Song Qifan could have kept you by his side as his secret guard, just like Qingqing. But he didn't do that, and let you go abroad, probably because he also knew that you were a bunch of mud that couldn't be helped."

Going abroad to the overseas battlefield can certainly train people, but the battlefield that Song Mingqian chose at that time was very peaceful. The power of Longguo was quite strong there, and there were small countries around, which could not be compared with the military strength of Longguo.

In other words, going to that kind of place is basically no different from retirement, and there will be no major conflicts for more than ten years.

If Song Qifan was determined to cultivate Song Mingqian, he would never send her to that kind of place.Otherwise, Song Mingqian would not have made no progress for several years.

Xu Qingqing stayed with Xu Zhenshan as a secret guard. Although it was not arranged by Xu Zhenshan, it was indeed a very challenging position.

Not only was her status in the Martial God Hall quite honorable, but she could also obtain quite abundant training resources and had many opportunities to accumulate practical experience.

It can be said that although she was with her father, Xu Qingqing's progress was actually greater than when she was in the training camp.

As for Song Mingqian, she had made no progress in these years.

Ye Huang dodged her attack lightly and kicked her in the chest.

Song Mingqian was already confused and did not notice the kick at all. She was kicked out immediately.

"Ah!"

Fortunately, the lounge was narrow, and Song Mingqian hit the wall and fell down, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as she was kicked away, Yu Yan immediately stopped his offensive trend, turned to defense, and stared at Ye Huang with a covetous look.

After losing a helper, she was afraid that she would be affected by Song Mingqian's failure and be taken advantage of by Ye Huang.

After all, facing a battle-hardened warrior like Ye Huang, if she is not careful, she will catch her weakness and directly hit her with a fatal blow.

Fortunately, after Ye Huang retracted her legs, she did not attack Yu Yan immediately, but just glanced at her coldly.

This glance made Yu Yan stand still and dare not act rashly.

Ye Huang was too lazy to care about her and set his eyes on Song Mingqian: "It seems that Song Qifan's vision is still very sharp and he knows his daughter well enough."

"In his eyes, you are a useless piece of mud, so he indulges you to enjoy the good life on the overseas battlefield and easily snatch the credit of others."

"But do you think that even if Song Qifan becomes the master of the Martial God Hall, will he really joke about Nanbu and his own status?"

"Song Mingqian, do you think your good father will really give you the position of Martial God?"