Chapter 398 Explained
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Nan Hou Zhu
Chapter 398 Explained
Seeing Oscar who fell to the ground without saying a word, everyone present fell silent.
What's the situation?What is he doing?Why did he faint?
There is another big question mark floating in everyone's mind.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were slightly blank, looking at the rotten meat on the ground.
That's what you said... Dow?
You just let me watch this?
"Little Ao!" Afterwards, Ning Rongrong let out a mournful cry, ran to Oscar's side in a panic, and hugged her in his arms.
Before Ning Rongrong could ask for help worriedly, Jian Douluo had already said: "Don't worry, this kid just lost too much soul power all of a sudden and caused his body to be deficient. He will be fine after a while."
Hearing Jian Douluo's words, Ning Rongrong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but she still checked carefully, and only after making sure that she was correct did she feel relieved.
However, she didn't know how much her action had hurt Jian Douluo's heart.
"Hmph!" Sword Douluo looked at the unconscious Oscar, and for some reason, it became more and more distasteful.
Just because of this kid, Rongrong doesn't even believe my words...
How about finding a chance to be him?
Jian Douluo began to seriously think about the possibility of this matter.
"What is Xiao Ao doing? Why is his spirit power consumed so much?" Tang San frowned and said.
"Probably the soul skills are out of control." Ye Yao stroked his chin and came to a conclusion.
Although soul skills are one of the greatest reliance of a soul master, due to various circumstances, there is a possibility of losing control.
And if the soul skill is out of control, the biggest consequence is to backfire on itself.
This is almost the same as Oscar's situation just now.
"It shouldn't be..." Tang San shook his head, looking confused.
"This is not a mistake that should have happened to Xiao Ao."
For the Shrek people, this is indeed an almost impossible mistake.
How could Oscar use such an immature soul skill on such an important occasion, under the circumstances of boasting.
unless……
"What unexpected problem happened..." Ye Yao thought immediately.
His first reaction was the drop of blood he gave.
Shouldn't...
Inexplicably, Ye Yao felt a little guilty.
"What's wrong?" Qian Renxue turned her head.
She was keenly aware of Ye Yao's subtle emotional changes.
"It's okay, it's okay." Ye Yao smiled awkwardly.
"Anyway, he asked for it on his own initiative, it has nothing to do with me..."
Well, no matter how you blame it, you probably can't blame him.
After a while, Oscar opened his eyes in Ning Rongrong's warm embrace.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
Immediately, he saw the face that had been dreaming about for several years, and the anxious and joyful expression made him fascinated.
but……
"I seem to have messed up something..." Oscar began to break out in a cold sweat.
What did he do just now!
He boasted Haikou in front of Ning Fengzhi, then used his soul skill confidently, and...
Sudden death... fainted!
If it weren't for so many people watching here, Oscar would have blushed so much that he looked up to the sky and screamed.
This unscientific!
"It shouldn't be! It's impossible..." Oscar seemed to be in a trance, and kept chanting, his eyes wandering, as if he was stupid.
Looking at Oscar's expression, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but deeply doubted his decision.
Isn't this really mud that can't support the wall?
Is my decision too hasty...
Seeing Oscar kept nagging, while Ning Rongrong just hugged him, unable to say any words of pity, and then looked at Ning Fengzhi's gradually changing eyes.
Ye Yao couldn't help but sigh.
Is it still my turn?
"Rongrong, let me go." Ye Yao said calmly, and then strode forward.
"Ye Yao, you..." Ning Rongrong glanced awkwardly at Oscar in his arms, and then at Ye Yao.
It's hard to be reassured!
"Don't worry!" Ye Yao said, and at the same time, he glanced at his younger sister who was whispering with Tang San.
"Rongrong, I have something I want to talk to you about." Xiao Wu understood and pulled Ning Rongrong away.
"Hey..." Although Ning Rongrong was somewhat reluctant, under the semi-forced "pushing" of Xiao Wu, a battle soul master, she was pulled aside as an auxiliary system soul master.
And Oscar, even if he left that piece of warmth, he still didn't respond in the slightest.
"Little Ao." Ye Yao poked Oscar's body with his toes expressionlessly.
"It shouldn't be..." Oscar was still shaking his head.
Do you have to force me to be serious?
So, Ye Yao sneered, squatted down, and helped Oscar's upper body up.
"Xiao Ao..." Ye Yao said softly.
However, Oscar's eyes were completely unfocused, as if he didn't recognize who he was.
So, Ye Yao sighed, with a helpless expression, as if he saw his brother's naughty elder brother.
"Crack! Crack!"
Two crisp voices sounded.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Ye Yao slapped Oscar's face with two slaps without hesitation.
"Bastard! You shouldn't be serious!" Ye Yao cursed loudly.
Facing the two red palm marks on his face, Oscar finally stopped talking and stared at Ye Yao in a daze.
"Are you awake?" Ye Yao asked coldly.
Oscar nodded numbly.
"Have you figured out where you are now? What are you doing now?"
Finally, a glint of light appeared in Oscar's eyes.
"Understood." Oscar did not pursue the matter of Ye Yao slapping himself twice.
Or maybe it's just not being pursued for the time being.
However, these are not the most important things now, the most important thing should be...
Oscar struggled to get up by himself, and then took out a few sausages from the storage soul tool to replenish his soul power.
Only then did Ye Yao stand up and return to Qian Renxue's side.
Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Ye Yao asked in confusion: "Why are you looking at me like this? You see, how effective my method is, won't Xiao Ao wake up now?"
Both Tang San and Xiao Wu took a step back indiscriminately.
No no no, there are many ways to solve things, but the one you chose...
They always felt that Ye Yao had a bit of public revenge in it.
This grandson must have revenge for Oscar's failure to pay back the money he owed him back then!
Regarding this, Ye Yao insisted that they were judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Ye Yao changed the subject.
"Ye Yao, you have a problem." Oscar said firmly.
"You have the problem!" Ye Yao countered instinctively.
There is a problem with your own soul skills, it's none of my business!
Opening my mouth means I have a problem, believe it or not I slap me twice...
"No, you really have a problem." Oscar looked at Ye Yao's eyes, as if looking at some cherished soul beast.
"No, to be precise, there is something wrong with your martial soul."
"What do you mean?" Tang San accurately grasped the point of the question.
Therefore, Oscar stopped playing tricks, and began to confess the use of his sixth soul ability.
"My sixth soul skill 'Mirror Mirror Sausage' can copy the opponent's martial soul while using a drop of blood from the opponent."
Copy Wuhun!
Everyone present was shocked.
"Just martial spirit?" Jian Douluo asked with a frown.
"Of course there are soul abilities." Oscar said proudly.
"All?" Qian Renxue interrupted and asked.
"No, this is limited by the number of my soul rings." Oscar said frankly as if looking at Qian Renxue.
In other words, even if he used a drop of Title Douluo's blood, although he could copy his martial soul, he could only use his first six soul skills.
"How powerful is it? Is it the same as the original version?" Ning Fengzhi asked the most critical question.
"It was [-]% originally, but I got an extra soul bone, which can increase the power to [-]%."
"Eighty percent of the original power!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes sparkled.
Although it seems to be weaker than the original version, you have to see who the original version is.
If he was originally a freak like Ye Yao, then even [-]% of his combat power would be enough to run amok in the world.
"It's really..." Ning Fengzhi took a deep look at Oscar, feeling complicated in his heart.
If this soul ability is really the same as what Oscar said, then the "new way" Oscar said is feasible.
Which means, he really did it.
As an auxiliary soul master, he is on par with a fighting soul master.
Then, the rules of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...
"But just now, there was a problem with my soul ability." Oscar's voice suddenly became low.
"After obtaining this soul skill, although I have already understood its actual effect, but for such an important thing, I must personally experiment."
"In more than [-] experiments, I exchanged the blood of nearly ten soul masters, and finally confirmed the effectiveness of my soul skills, and there has never been a problem."
"Under normal circumstances, I only need [-]% of my soul power to form my mirror sausage, but this time..."
He didn't say any more, but everyone understood what he meant.
This time, not only did he use up all his soul power, he even fainted.
But what about the mirror sausage?
Let alone formed, the degree of completion is even less than one-tenth!
Oscar was even horrified to find out that if he hadn't forcibly stopped the use of soul skills at the last moment, even his vitality would have been robbed.
"According to my current guess, in a sense, the amount of soul power consumed by Oscar's soul ability should have nothing to do with the soul power of the copied object itself." Tang San said in a deep voice.
Based on the rich theoretical knowledge in his mind, he immediately had the most reliable guess.
"What is related should be the quality of the martial spirit!"
"The higher the quality of the martial soul, the greater the consumption of soul power."
Well, to put it this way...
"Ye Yao, your martial spirit is probably not as simple as a top-level martial spirit!" Tang San said meaningfully.
For a moment, the eyes of everyone present became incomprehensible.
Ye Yao touched his nose, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Of course!" Someone said naturally.
"Why are some idiots always comparing the king's holy sword with those rubbish!"
The figure wearing the horned helmet stomped his feet continuously, and the red thunder splashed wantonly all around.
"Sir Mordred, this is in front of the king, don't be so disrespectful!" A figure frowned and avoided a thunder that splashed at his feet.
But that figure kept ignoring him.
"You still want to copy? Hahaha, it's like copying your father's holy sword without paying a price?"
"Since this is the case, then, like that Faker, make psychological preparations to repay this trespass with death!"
This figure talked for a long time, constantly venting his anger.
If it was the past, and he made such a fuss like this, someone should have stepped forward to stop it long ago.
But this time...
Rough words are not rough.
The rest of the people watched this scene silently, all having the same thought in their hearts.
It's really overkill...
After a long time, Ye Yao shrugged.
"Blame me!" Ye Yao rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry for the martial soul being too strong!"
"No, I didn't mean that." Oscar waved his hands repeatedly.
Then, Ye Yao seemed to remember something, and suddenly showed a disgusted look.
"Suddenly remembered..." Ye Yao looked at Oscar with weird eyes.
"If you made that mirror sausage out of my blood, not somehow..."
"Equivalent to drinking my blood?"
When I think of my blood flowing in the body of a beautiful girl besides myself, it is also in a man's body...
"Ouch!" Ye Yao turned around and suddenly retched.
Suddenly, I was very fortunate that Oscar's soul ability failed.
After Ye Yao's interruption, the atmosphere ran wildly in an inexplicable direction for a while, never to return.
"This kid..." Ning Fengzhi laughed.
"What a disgrace!" Sword Douluo reprimanded with a black face, suppressing his urge to clean up the house.
Sure enough, with a bastard like Ye Yao around, the atmosphere couldn't be suppressed no matter what!
"Okay, my soul power has recovered a bit, I'll try again." Oscar felt that [-]% of the soul power had recovered in his body, made some calculations, and decided to start the unfinished demonstration again.
So, this time, whose blood will be used...
Sword Douluo.
He also wants to live longer.
Afterwards, Oscar's eyes flicked across Ye Yao's body, without daring to stop at all.
He didn't want to go through the torture just now in his life.
Qian Renxue...
Forget it, afraid of being beaten to death by Ye Yao...
Tang San……
Oscar stayed on Tang San's body for an exceptionally long time. Finally, when Tang San was about to squeeze his fingertips, he sighed and shook his head.
Tang San:? ? ?
Hello!What do you mean you!
Explain to me, bastard!
Although Tang San's martial spirit is very attractive, but...
As Tang San was the freak second only to Ye Yao among the Shrek crowd, Oscar was afraid that after his martial soul awakened, there would be some unexpected changes in his martial soul.
then
Oscar shuddered deeply.
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, so don't do it.
Change one, change another, it's not worth living with your own life.
In the end, Oscar's eyes fell on a ignorant rabbit.
Then, he showed a "kind" smile.
Some readers said that I did not ask for leave yesterday, but in fact I did.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Oscar who fell to the ground without saying a word, everyone present fell silent.
What's the situation?What is he doing?Why did he faint?
There is another big question mark floating in everyone's mind.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were slightly blank, looking at the rotten meat on the ground.
That's what you said... Dow?
You just let me watch this?
"Little Ao!" Afterwards, Ning Rongrong let out a mournful cry, ran to Oscar's side in a panic, and hugged her in his arms.
Before Ning Rongrong could ask for help worriedly, Jian Douluo had already said: "Don't worry, this kid just lost too much soul power all of a sudden and caused his body to be deficient. He will be fine after a while."
Hearing Jian Douluo's words, Ning Rongrong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but she still checked carefully, and only after making sure that she was correct did she feel relieved.
However, she didn't know how much her action had hurt Jian Douluo's heart.
"Hmph!" Sword Douluo looked at the unconscious Oscar, and for some reason, it became more and more distasteful.
Just because of this kid, Rongrong doesn't even believe my words...
How about finding a chance to be him?
Jian Douluo began to seriously think about the possibility of this matter.
"What is Xiao Ao doing? Why is his spirit power consumed so much?" Tang San frowned and said.
"Probably the soul skills are out of control." Ye Yao stroked his chin and came to a conclusion.
Although soul skills are one of the greatest reliance of a soul master, due to various circumstances, there is a possibility of losing control.
And if the soul skill is out of control, the biggest consequence is to backfire on itself.
This is almost the same as Oscar's situation just now.
"It shouldn't be..." Tang San shook his head, looking confused.
"This is not a mistake that should have happened to Xiao Ao."
For the Shrek people, this is indeed an almost impossible mistake.
How could Oscar use such an immature soul skill on such an important occasion, under the circumstances of boasting.
unless……
"What unexpected problem happened..." Ye Yao thought immediately.
His first reaction was the drop of blood he gave.
Shouldn't...
Inexplicably, Ye Yao felt a little guilty.
"What's wrong?" Qian Renxue turned her head.
She was keenly aware of Ye Yao's subtle emotional changes.
"It's okay, it's okay." Ye Yao smiled awkwardly.
"Anyway, he asked for it on his own initiative, it has nothing to do with me..."
Well, no matter how you blame it, you probably can't blame him.
After a while, Oscar opened his eyes in Ning Rongrong's warm embrace.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
Immediately, he saw the face that had been dreaming about for several years, and the anxious and joyful expression made him fascinated.
but……
"I seem to have messed up something..." Oscar began to break out in a cold sweat.
What did he do just now!
He boasted Haikou in front of Ning Fengzhi, then used his soul skill confidently, and...
Sudden death... fainted!
If it weren't for so many people watching here, Oscar would have blushed so much that he looked up to the sky and screamed.
This unscientific!
"It shouldn't be! It's impossible..." Oscar seemed to be in a trance, and kept chanting, his eyes wandering, as if he was stupid.
Looking at Oscar's expression, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but deeply doubted his decision.
Isn't this really mud that can't support the wall?
Is my decision too hasty...
Seeing Oscar kept nagging, while Ning Rongrong just hugged him, unable to say any words of pity, and then looked at Ning Fengzhi's gradually changing eyes.
Ye Yao couldn't help but sigh.
Is it still my turn?
"Rongrong, let me go." Ye Yao said calmly, and then strode forward.
"Ye Yao, you..." Ning Rongrong glanced awkwardly at Oscar in his arms, and then at Ye Yao.
It's hard to be reassured!
"Don't worry!" Ye Yao said, and at the same time, he glanced at his younger sister who was whispering with Tang San.
"Rongrong, I have something I want to talk to you about." Xiao Wu understood and pulled Ning Rongrong away.
"Hey..." Although Ning Rongrong was somewhat reluctant, under the semi-forced "pushing" of Xiao Wu, a battle soul master, she was pulled aside as an auxiliary system soul master.
And Oscar, even if he left that piece of warmth, he still didn't respond in the slightest.
"Little Ao." Ye Yao poked Oscar's body with his toes expressionlessly.
"It shouldn't be..." Oscar was still shaking his head.
Do you have to force me to be serious?
So, Ye Yao sneered, squatted down, and helped Oscar's upper body up.
"Xiao Ao..." Ye Yao said softly.
However, Oscar's eyes were completely unfocused, as if he didn't recognize who he was.
So, Ye Yao sighed, with a helpless expression, as if he saw his brother's naughty elder brother.
"Crack! Crack!"
Two crisp voices sounded.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Ye Yao slapped Oscar's face with two slaps without hesitation.
"Bastard! You shouldn't be serious!" Ye Yao cursed loudly.
Facing the two red palm marks on his face, Oscar finally stopped talking and stared at Ye Yao in a daze.
"Are you awake?" Ye Yao asked coldly.
Oscar nodded numbly.
"Have you figured out where you are now? What are you doing now?"
Finally, a glint of light appeared in Oscar's eyes.
"Understood." Oscar did not pursue the matter of Ye Yao slapping himself twice.
Or maybe it's just not being pursued for the time being.
However, these are not the most important things now, the most important thing should be...
Oscar struggled to get up by himself, and then took out a few sausages from the storage soul tool to replenish his soul power.
Only then did Ye Yao stand up and return to Qian Renxue's side.
Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Ye Yao asked in confusion: "Why are you looking at me like this? You see, how effective my method is, won't Xiao Ao wake up now?"
Both Tang San and Xiao Wu took a step back indiscriminately.
No no no, there are many ways to solve things, but the one you chose...
They always felt that Ye Yao had a bit of public revenge in it.
This grandson must have revenge for Oscar's failure to pay back the money he owed him back then!
Regarding this, Ye Yao insisted that they were judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Ye Yao changed the subject.
"Ye Yao, you have a problem." Oscar said firmly.
"You have the problem!" Ye Yao countered instinctively.
There is a problem with your own soul skills, it's none of my business!
Opening my mouth means I have a problem, believe it or not I slap me twice...
"No, you really have a problem." Oscar looked at Ye Yao's eyes, as if looking at some cherished soul beast.
"No, to be precise, there is something wrong with your martial soul."
"What do you mean?" Tang San accurately grasped the point of the question.
Therefore, Oscar stopped playing tricks, and began to confess the use of his sixth soul ability.
"My sixth soul skill 'Mirror Mirror Sausage' can copy the opponent's martial soul while using a drop of blood from the opponent."
Copy Wuhun!
Everyone present was shocked.
"Just martial spirit?" Jian Douluo asked with a frown.
"Of course there are soul abilities." Oscar said proudly.
"All?" Qian Renxue interrupted and asked.
"No, this is limited by the number of my soul rings." Oscar said frankly as if looking at Qian Renxue.
In other words, even if he used a drop of Title Douluo's blood, although he could copy his martial soul, he could only use his first six soul skills.
"How powerful is it? Is it the same as the original version?" Ning Fengzhi asked the most critical question.
"It was [-]% originally, but I got an extra soul bone, which can increase the power to [-]%."
"Eighty percent of the original power!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes sparkled.
Although it seems to be weaker than the original version, you have to see who the original version is.
If he was originally a freak like Ye Yao, then even [-]% of his combat power would be enough to run amok in the world.
"It's really..." Ning Fengzhi took a deep look at Oscar, feeling complicated in his heart.
If this soul ability is really the same as what Oscar said, then the "new way" Oscar said is feasible.
Which means, he really did it.
As an auxiliary soul master, he is on par with a fighting soul master.
Then, the rules of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...
"But just now, there was a problem with my soul ability." Oscar's voice suddenly became low.
"After obtaining this soul skill, although I have already understood its actual effect, but for such an important thing, I must personally experiment."
"In more than [-] experiments, I exchanged the blood of nearly ten soul masters, and finally confirmed the effectiveness of my soul skills, and there has never been a problem."
"Under normal circumstances, I only need [-]% of my soul power to form my mirror sausage, but this time..."
He didn't say any more, but everyone understood what he meant.
This time, not only did he use up all his soul power, he even fainted.
But what about the mirror sausage?
Let alone formed, the degree of completion is even less than one-tenth!
Oscar was even horrified to find out that if he hadn't forcibly stopped the use of soul skills at the last moment, even his vitality would have been robbed.
"According to my current guess, in a sense, the amount of soul power consumed by Oscar's soul ability should have nothing to do with the soul power of the copied object itself." Tang San said in a deep voice.
Based on the rich theoretical knowledge in his mind, he immediately had the most reliable guess.
"What is related should be the quality of the martial spirit!"
"The higher the quality of the martial soul, the greater the consumption of soul power."
Well, to put it this way...
"Ye Yao, your martial spirit is probably not as simple as a top-level martial spirit!" Tang San said meaningfully.
For a moment, the eyes of everyone present became incomprehensible.
Ye Yao touched his nose, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Of course!" Someone said naturally.
"Why are some idiots always comparing the king's holy sword with those rubbish!"
The figure wearing the horned helmet stomped his feet continuously, and the red thunder splashed wantonly all around.
"Sir Mordred, this is in front of the king, don't be so disrespectful!" A figure frowned and avoided a thunder that splashed at his feet.
But that figure kept ignoring him.
"You still want to copy? Hahaha, it's like copying your father's holy sword without paying a price?"
"Since this is the case, then, like that Faker, make psychological preparations to repay this trespass with death!"
This figure talked for a long time, constantly venting his anger.
If it was the past, and he made such a fuss like this, someone should have stepped forward to stop it long ago.
But this time...
Rough words are not rough.
The rest of the people watched this scene silently, all having the same thought in their hearts.
It's really overkill...
After a long time, Ye Yao shrugged.
"Blame me!" Ye Yao rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry for the martial soul being too strong!"
"No, I didn't mean that." Oscar waved his hands repeatedly.
Then, Ye Yao seemed to remember something, and suddenly showed a disgusted look.
"Suddenly remembered..." Ye Yao looked at Oscar with weird eyes.
"If you made that mirror sausage out of my blood, not somehow..."
"Equivalent to drinking my blood?"
When I think of my blood flowing in the body of a beautiful girl besides myself, it is also in a man's body...
"Ouch!" Ye Yao turned around and suddenly retched.
Suddenly, I was very fortunate that Oscar's soul ability failed.
After Ye Yao's interruption, the atmosphere ran wildly in an inexplicable direction for a while, never to return.
"This kid..." Ning Fengzhi laughed.
"What a disgrace!" Sword Douluo reprimanded with a black face, suppressing his urge to clean up the house.
Sure enough, with a bastard like Ye Yao around, the atmosphere couldn't be suppressed no matter what!
"Okay, my soul power has recovered a bit, I'll try again." Oscar felt that [-]% of the soul power had recovered in his body, made some calculations, and decided to start the unfinished demonstration again.
So, this time, whose blood will be used...
Sword Douluo.
He also wants to live longer.
Afterwards, Oscar's eyes flicked across Ye Yao's body, without daring to stop at all.
He didn't want to go through the torture just now in his life.
Qian Renxue...
Forget it, afraid of being beaten to death by Ye Yao...
Tang San……
Oscar stayed on Tang San's body for an exceptionally long time. Finally, when Tang San was about to squeeze his fingertips, he sighed and shook his head.
Tang San:? ? ?
Hello!What do you mean you!
Explain to me, bastard!
Although Tang San's martial spirit is very attractive, but...
As Tang San was the freak second only to Ye Yao among the Shrek crowd, Oscar was afraid that after his martial soul awakened, there would be some unexpected changes in his martial soul.
then
Oscar shuddered deeply.
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, so don't do it.
Change one, change another, it's not worth living with your own life.
In the end, Oscar's eyes fell on a ignorant rabbit.
Then, he showed a "kind" smile.
Some readers said that I did not ask for leave yesterday, but in fact I did.
(End of this chapter)
