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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 4: Childish Voice

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    Update time: 2013-03-04

    The three bamboo tubes contained the upper, middle and lower volumes of the Ba Fist Jue respectively. Ye Feng carefully put the Jue Jue into his arms and took out the pair of boxing gloves.

    This pair of gloves is all light red in color and weighs only about thirty kilograms each. Ye Feng puts them on his hands and feels that the gloves and the fist surface fit very tightly.  Then, he slowly closed his fingers and made a fist without encountering any obstruction, as if the glove didn't exist at all.

    ¡°Good gloves!¡±

    Ye Feng immediately let out a sigh of praise.

    When he felt it for a moment, he was even more surprised.

    The glove is filled with Yuanli, and a large number of Yuanli particles seem to have gathered into a star cluster, slowly flowing around a point in the glove, and the total amount of Yuanli actually exceeds 50,000.

    This is a magical weapon with a Yuanli value of more than 50,000!

    Ye Feng has studied the art of weapon refining for a month and knows how rare high-level magic weapons are.  Even if he is as strong as Meng Kuo, as one of the best weapon refiners in his industry, he can only refine magic weapons with a maximum energy value of about 10,000.  How and what kind of materials should be used to refine this magical weapon with a Yuan Power value of over 50,000 is an unknown problem for Ye Feng now.

    As a warrior, Ye Feng¡¯s love for powerful magic weapons is no less than the secrets of martial arts.  After putting on the gloves, Ye Feng couldn't bear to take them off. Just because the gloves seemed like nothing, he kept wearing them on his hands.

    After admiring it for a while, Ye Feng took out the last object.

    This is a jade medal made of purple jade. On the front of the jade medal is engraved the three words "Ba Fist Sect". On the back is a shining golden throne, which should be the symbol of the master of a sect.

    Ye Feng sighed.

    Even as strong as the leader of a sect, he cannot resist the natural laws of survival and death. Dust will return to dust, and soil will return to dust.  On the other hand, Nie Aotian disdained seeking power with others and left the Ba Fist Sect aloofly, but until the moment of his death, he still did not completely let go of his sect deep in his heart. It is really sad to think about it.

    Ye Feng looked at the haggard old man and murmured: "Senior Nie, I, Ye Feng, came here by mistake and received your dominating fist techniques and magic weapon gloves. From now on, I will regard myself as senior's disciple."  , No matter what, I will do my best to carry forward what my predecessors have learned throughout their lives.¡±

    After saying that, Ye Feng lightly jumped down and came to the bulge on the wall again, frowning slightly and thinking secretly.

    There is a saying in the inscription that Nie Aotian, the leader of the Overlord Fist Sect, has lived here for hundreds of years. During these hundreds of years, he must have tried various methods to pry into the secrets.  Thinking about it this way, if the raised wall could be broken by simply using external force, how could this secret be preserved until now?

    It seems that using external force should be ineffective.

    In order to test his idea, Ye Feng knocked off a few rock fragments from the wall on the other side, stood more than ten feet away, put the rock fragments in the palm of his hand, and flicked the bulge as hard as he could.

    Snapped!

    There was a crisp sound.

    Under the powerful impact force, the rock fragments immediately broke into several pieces, each piece covered with blue snow and frost, wrapped in light blue ice crystals.  Obviously, at the moment of impact, the cold air in the bulge penetrated into the stone.

    Ye Feng picked up a piece of fragment, but felt it was very cold to the touch, and saw that it was crystal clear. Even in the warm environment of his palm, it still took more than ten breaths before it began to slowly melt.

    "What a strong cold!"

    Ye Feng was shocked.

    After a while, when the ice crystals completely melted, Ye Feng looked up at the bulges on the wall, but saw that there was not even a trace left on the wall where the fragments had penetrated.

    With Ye Feng's current strength, the rock fragments shot out are no less than the bullets coming out of the barrel. Even so, he still cannot shake the bulge in the slightest.

    Ye Feng was a little helpless as his suspicion just now was confirmed.

    Ye Feng considers himself not a person who gives up easily. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what difficulties he faced, he never backed down.  But at this moment, Ye Feng felt a little helpless in the face of this strange cold body that was beyond his comprehension.

    At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall: "Who are you?"

    "Who are you?"

    "Who are you?"

    ¡­¡­

    The childlike voice echoed in the hall, like a thunder that exploded in Ye Feng's heart.

    Ye Feng was startled and hurriedly lowered his body, getting ready for battle.

    At this moment, he was extremely convinced that there was another unknown creature existing in this seemingly empty hall.

    But when the sound stopped, the entire hall returned to silence. All Ye Feng could hear was his own heartbeat and breathing.

      Dong, Dong

    The heartbeat is extremely violent.

    Slowly, Ye Feng's nervous heart calmed down, replaced by doubts.

    This hall is very empty and has an unobstructed view. Even a beetle the size of a fingernail cannot escape Ye Feng's eyes. How can there be any life there?

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Is it an illusion that I had when I was highly stressed?

    Just as Ye Feng was thinking about it, the voice sounded again.

    "Who are you and why do you disturb my sleep?"

    Ye Feng¡¯s relieved heart immediately became tense again. He quickly looked around, trying to find the source of the sound by identifying the direction in which the sound propagated.

    Unfortunately, he failed.

    This sound echoed continuously, as if resounding in every corner of the hall, making Ye Feng unable to distinguish it at all.

    "Huh?" The voice became confused, "Who are you? Why don't you speak?"

    This time, Ye Feng finally traced the source of the sound.  He focused his attention on the bulge on the wall, because he was extremely convinced that this childlike voice came from the inside of the bulge.

    This judgment made Ye Feng feel very incredible.

    The bulge is the source of the cold air. In such a cold environment, are there any living things?

    "It's a pity that whether Ye Feng wants to believe it or not, the fact is the fact.

    "Who are you?"

    "why did you hit me?"

    "what are you doing here?"

    "Why don't you answer my question?"

    "What do you do?"

    "Why have you been standing?"

    "How many years have passed?"

    "How is the world outside now?"

    ¡­¡­

    That childish voice asked many questions in succession, like a burst of cannonballs that made Ye Feng dizzy and didn't know where to start from.

    "Huh? What a strange person"

    Finally, the voice concluded with a sentence that made Ye Feng laugh and cry, and then fell silent.

    The hall suddenly fell silent.

    For some reason, Ye Feng felt a little lonely in his heart. He coughed and said, "What are you?"

    "Oh?" The voice sounded again, with a hint of surprise in his tone, "You don't know what I am? Humph, your experience is far behind that boy Nie Aotian."

    That boy Nie Aotian?

    Ye Feng was speechless.

    As the leader of a sect, Nie Aotian is a well-deserved strong man. In this child-like voice, he actually became "that boy".

    Ye Feng accepted Nie Aotian's skills and boxing gloves as a gift, and regarded him as his master in his heart. At this moment, hearing this child-like and slightly disdainful comment, Ye Feng was speechless, and a trace of anger rose in his heart.

    He raised his eyebrows, snorted softly, and said: "Senior Nie Aotian is a boy, so who are you?"

    "Hmph, do you want to know? I won't tell you!"

    After saying that, the voice fell silent.

    After hearing these angry words, Ye Feng's heart moved.

    This voice has a hint of childishness, and it does things as angry as a child. Could it be that the source of this voice is a child?

    With this thought, Ye Feng deliberately turned around and walked towards the door.

    Sure enough, the voice rang again: "Hey, aren't you going to ask?"

    Ye Feng smiled slightly, but his footsteps did not stop at all.

    "Hello!"

    The voice shouted.

    Ye Feng then turned around, spread out his hands, made a helpless expression, and said: "Hey, who are you? I'm hungry, but I don't have time to play with you here. The aroma of red fruits in the forest above is tempting.  , I was just about to eat enough!¡±

    "Red fruit?"

    Ye Feng seemed to hear the sound of swallowing saliva.

    After a brief pause, the voice asked timidly: "Youcan you pick one for me?"

    "It doesn't seem possible, I have to leave" Ye Feng yawned, then pretended to walk towards the door again.

    "You, you seem to be different from Nie Aotian. He has been begging me for a hundred years, hoping that I can come out. But you don't seem to take me to heart. Don't you know how powerful I am?"
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