Chapter 11 Life and Death!

Han Yu muttered to himself. Under his control, Bai Binghu had no power to resist at all.

He could only let him slaughter him, and he could feel that Bai Binghu's mental strength was not strong. Compared with him, it was like the difference between a child and an adult.

"It's just that the soul power consumption is a bit large. I still have a little soul power!"

Han Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air. Soul power is also needed to maintain the Sharingan. Although it is not much, it is consumed very quickly.

"Take a short break, and then find a few more soul beasts to try. The stored food should last for a few days."

Han Yu sat cross-legged to recover the consumed soul power.

In this soul beast gathering place, it is safest to keep the most abundant combat power at all times.

About a moment.

Han Yu stood up again and continued to walk forward.

The Far North is very large, unimaginable.

There are also many types of soul beasts. Han Yu encountered many soul beasts along the way, and those below 600 years old were directly skipped.

The target is mainly those over 600 years old, which can bring him a good experience effect.

Bang!

A giant beast fell down with a bang, revealing Han Yu's thin body.

"The sixth one!"

The scarlet Sharingan in his eyes gradually disappeared, and Han Yu took a breath.

He has fought many soul beasts in the past few days. Under his powerful mental control, he has won without any surprises.

During the period, he also encountered a white ice tiger transformed from a thousand-year-old ice silkworm. At that time, Han Yu thought he had encountered a big crisis.

Unexpectedly, when he started fighting, it was a paper tiger, and he killed it without any effort.

"It's time to go out, and there's no food!"

Han Yu smiled and left along the way he came. The battles in the past few days made him extremely proficient in the use of Sharingan.

And under the high-intensity battle, the soul power that was about to break through naturally reached the twelfth level.

"This kid has grown a lot."

Du Bu Si, who was hiding in the dark, nodded with satisfaction. He had seen Han Yu's battles in the past few days. He was decisive and ruthless.

He could resolve the battle as quickly as possible and would never consume any extra soul power. He would close his Sharingan at the first opportunity to resolve each battle.

How could he know that Han Yu was not what he thought, but that he simply did not have any extra soul power to waste.

Level 12 soul power was not much, and ordinary soul masters could only use two or three skills.

Soul power was really not much. If possible, Han Yu would also like to maintain his Sharingan at any time. After all, the Far North was not very safe.

Han Yu went back much faster, and did not get entangled when he encountered soul beasts. He just bypassed them and moved forward.

Soon he returned to the entrance he had just come from.

Du Bu Si's figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Han Yu with a smile on his face.

"Yes, your strength has greatly improved in the past few days, and your soul power has also reached level 12. If I am not mistaken, your first soul skill is to control the opponent's spirit!"

Du Bu Si said with a smile.

"Teacher, my first soul skill can control people with lower mental power than me, and even control their battles."

Han Yu smiled slightly and introduced his soul skills in a somewhat boastful manner.

This is his first soul ring, which has a special meaning to him. From this moment on, he officially entered the ranks of soul masters.

"Okay, although your soul skills are very powerful, you have to remember one thing."

Du Bu Si stretched out his voice, his face serious.

"Never use your soul skills easily, because every time you use your soul skills, the opponent will be familiar with them. Only when you use your soul skills at a critical moment and when they can play a decisive role can you conceal your strongest ability to the greatest extent."

"Disciple understands!"

Han Yu also had a serious face. Du Bu Si was right. If the enemy saw through the weaknesses of his soul skills and attacked his weaknesses, he might really capsize.

"Okay, go back, it's time for the second level training!"

Du Bu Si made a big move, held Han Yu under his armpits, and took off into the air.

Han Yu: "."

With the blessing of Du Bu Si's super Douluo cultivation, the flying speed was very fast, and the time to return to the island was even shorter than going to the Far North.

Du Bu Si threw out two exquisite iron blocks, which fell on the ground, splashing huge dust.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Han Yu was a little confused. Is the second stage of training weighted running?

"Tie it up, you will need it for the next training!"

Du Bu Si didn't say much, just signaled Han Yu to tie it up.

"Tie it up first, I don't know how the teacher will train me later!"

Han Yu thought while tying the iron block.

"Okay, don't move here, I'll go prepare something and come back later!"

Du Bu Si's eyes flashed with an inexplicable smile, and then his body flew into the air and flew towards Hanhai City.

Huh?

"Why did he leave suddenly? Old people like to be mysterious!"

Han Yu muttered, and could only wait obediently in place.

This wait lasted for half a day, and Han Yu was a little impatient.

"When will the teacher come back? It's been half a day!"

Just when Han Yu was thinking about it, he found that a stream of energy was transmitted into his body, cutting off his communication with his soul power.

The soul power was sealed!

Han Yu was about to resist, but Fate's neck was pinched, and her whole body suddenly felt sore.

Her body instantly rose up like a parabola, and then fell rapidly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Han Yu screamed in shock!

With a "pop" sound, his whole body became cold and he fell directly into the sea.

In an instant, Han Yu felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the surrounding light also dimmed.

The iron block tied to his body quickly pulled him downwards.

"Can't breathe!"

Han Yu's head was in a daze and he could only hold his breath forcibly. His entire face turned red from holding back his breath, and his vision had become extremely blurry and pitch black.

He wanted to struggle, but the iron block on his body was like a force of ten thousand pounds, forcing him to sink deeper.

The soul power in the body was sealed, making it impossible to breathe. A feeling of suffocation followed, followed by increasing pressure.

"Am I going to die?"

Han Yu had no idea who was harming him. He was thrown into the sea without any reaction. Now that he fell into the sea, he had no ability to resist at all.

Can't shout, can't breathe, can't even struggle.

The huge water pressure pressed on the body. When he could not breathe, the oxygen in the body was lost rapidly, the brain was starved of oxygen, and even the consciousness was blurred.

"No, it can't be like this. I, Han Yu, can't die, I want to live!"

Han Yu roared silently, and the huge pressure of life and death caused him to burst out with incomprehensible strength. He began to struggle, trying to swim upward.

As long as he breaks out of the water, he will survive.

However, things went against his wishes. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail and his body continued to sink uncontrollably.