I can control the time

"Ten thousand years spirit ring..."

The sounds of inhaling air-conditioning came one after another, not only Ye Zhiqiu, but Dai Mubai and others did not know that Ye Hai's second spirit ring was the ten thousand year spirit ring.

Apart from Tang San and Xiao Wu, even Oscar and Ma Hongjun who had seen Ye Hai six years ago did not know that Ye Hai still had a ten thousand year spirit ring!

The ten thousand year spirit ring had an unparalleled visual impact on them, not to mention that this ten thousand year spirit ring was still ranked second.

Ye Zhiqiu's pupils shrank and said, "No wonder I dare to challenge me. It turns out that there is a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, but you think you can beat me with a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?"

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Hai suddenly patted his forehead and said, "Oh, I used the wrong spirit..."

After speaking, the silver "pocket watch" disappeared, and Ye Hai's right hand showed a golden bright light, and a beautifully patterned "golden chair" emerged, and a horrible breath emanated from the "golden chair".

"It's still a twin spirit!"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes almost protruded, and he had to reconsider the consequences of offending the little boy in front of him.

With twin spirits, the second spirit ring is the black ten thousand year spirit ring...If this little boy is given time to grow, it will not take too long, at most ten years, to cultivate to the same realm as him!

How old was he at that time?

Also in his early twenties!

You can cultivate to the Five Rings Soul King in your early twenties, and you may not be able to cultivate to Title Douluo in the future!

Even if you can't cultivate a titled Douluo, an eight-ringed spirit Douluo will definitely be stable.

Such a character, he dare to provoke?

Ye Zhiqiu gave a light cough and asked for the third time: "Which college or sect is you little monster? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't tell me and I beat you, you will say no to the sky. Reason..."

Ye Hai said lightly: "Are you scared?"

"I..." Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to refute, so he heard Ye Hai continue to say:

"Don't worry, if you hit a few other people, the people inside will not let you go, but me... If you can beat me, the teachers will not only come to seek revenge, but will thank you, of course , Provided that you can beat me..."

Ye Zhiqiu heard the words and heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "Then you will take action first. We will focus on discussions. Don't worry, I will stop at it."

"Haha..." Ye Hai smiled, without speaking.

Ye Zhiqiu has been a master, and he doesn't know if his nose and face will be swollen for a while, and if he still has the face to face his own students.

"You do it first."

Ye Zhiqiu stood with his hands behind him. After his martial spirit possessed his body, his limbs were short and shorter than Zao Wou-ki. Not only did he not feel like a master, but he felt a little funny.

Ye Hai looked at the "Golden Dragon Seat" in his hand and moved in his heart, saying:

"Have you played'punching sandbags'?"

Ye Zhiqiu twisted his brows and looked confused.

Ye Hai said to himself: "Play with sandbags, I haven't played for a long time..."

After speaking, the "Golden Dragon Seat" in Ye Hai's hand was suddenly thrown at Ye Zhiqiu!

The "Golden Dragon Seat" did not grow bigger in the air. It was this palm-sized "Golden Dragon Seat" that sent a screaming scream in the air, smashing it towards Ye Zhiqiu at a terrifying speed!

Ye Zhiqiu's expression changed. He absolutely didn't believe how powerful this palm-sized "golden chair" could be, but there was a hunch in the dark that if he didn't hide, he might be killed...

So, he still persuaded...

Ye Zhiqiu moved a few steps sideways, avoiding the palm-sized "golden chair".

boom!

As soon as he avoided, there was a huge roar in the open space behind him.

Ye Zhiqiu looked back, his face turned pale.

A huge hole appeared behind him.

That slap-sized "golden chair",

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath. What is the destructive power that the Second Ring Great Spirit Master can cause?

If he himself wanted to make such a big hole, he wouldn't be so easy!

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Ye Hai subconsciously, and the next moment his eyes suddenly solidified.

He saw, and didn't know when, that "golden chair" with a big palm returned to Ye Hai's hands...

Ye Haihai threw the "Golden Dragon Seat" underneath, and Ye Zhiqiu watched the "Golden Dragon Seat" being thrown up, then down, thrown up, and down again, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

Ye Hai smiled and said, "'Throwing sandbags' is still fun, right?"

You are happy... Ye Zhiqiu's mouth twitches slightly.

Ye Hai didn't wait for Ye Zhiqiu's response, the "Golden Dragon Seat" drawn a phantom, and smashed it at Ye Zhiqiu again!

boom!

boom!

boom!

There was a huge roar in the open space, and Ye Zhiqiu dodged with difficulty under Ye Hai's constant attacks.

Fortunately, there is a time interval between each attack of Ye Hai, about one or two breaths, otherwise, Ye Zhiqiu would have been crushed to death by the terrifying weight of the "Golden Dragon Seat".

This is what Ye Hai deliberately did. After all, his original intention was not to kill people, but to "play" people.

"Stop it!"

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly stopped after avoiding the "Golden Dragon Seat" thrown by Ye Hai again.

"How would you like to play?"

Ye Haihai threw the "Golden Dragon Seat" down, looking at Ye Zhiqiu with some playfulness.

This is playing?

This is really playing with life!

Ye Zhiqiu was full of black lines.

He saw that Ye Hai was throwing away the "Golden Dragon Seat" faster and faster, as if to throw it out in the next moment, he said quickly:

"I gave up, you won, okay?"

With his bones, he really couldn't play such a heart-testing game.

Ye Haidan smiled and said, "Listening to your tone, it doesn't seem to be very convincing..."

"No no, absolutely no!" Ye Zhiqiu said.

"No..." Ye Hai repeated it, muttering: "Sure enough, I didn't convince me..."

Ye Zhiqiu: "..."

"Then change the game..." Ye Haidao.

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly said, "No, you won."

Ye Hai ignored Ye Zhiqiu and said to himself: "Then... let me try if you can resist my punches!"

As he said, the "Golden Dragon Seat" disintegrated, and a piece of gold armor covered Ye Hai's whole body.

"Here again, that man is here again..."

Oscar murmured.

Ma Hongjun looked at Ye Hai in a golden armor with excitement, and said, "Guess, how many punches can the old bastard resist Ye Hai?"

Dai Mubai hesitated and said, "How can I resist a couple of punches..."

Tang San was about to speak, Xiao Wu behind said: "A punch."

"What?" Dai Mubai was taken aback for a moment, and asked subconsciously.

Xiao Wu said lightly: "This old guy can't resist with a punch."

"Impossible..." Dai Mubai said suspiciously.

Xiao Wu smiled and said, "Do you think this old guy can withstand a punch from Teacher Zhao?"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai suddenly widened his eyes!

Yes!

Ye Hai, even Zao Wou-ki, can beat him violently, and one punch can't abolish this mere five-ringed soul king?

Not long after he met Ye Hai, he hadn't been able to equate Ye Hai with Zao Wou-ki.

"Look, look, you look!"

Ma Hongjun said excitedly.

Everyone looked at Ye Hai, wearing a golden armor, leaped more than ten meters away, and violently smashed Ye Zhiqiu with his hand instead of a hammer!