Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Chapter 190: Moths to Flame, Bonds

An ice sword appeared in You Ge's left hand, and the man made a sword flower and rushed forward.

Wei Yang frowned slightly, raised his hand to block, and at the same time, his other hand transformed into a golden flaming dagger and slashed towards You Ge's chest.

The man stepped back suddenly, and Wei Yang gritted his teeth. When he faced You Ge, it was fine at the beginning, but he still had some difficulty in the later stages.

First of all, within the range of the disappearance, his strength will be weakened. Secondly, You Ge has more experience than him. Finally, no matter what, You Ge is one level higher than him and has certain advantages.

The young man threw the dagger, and seven clones quickly appeared around his body. He had to fight quickly and decisively. It would not do to keep dragging the fight on like this, and...he could no longer suppress himself.

You Ge was stunned for two seconds, and the man jumped up and dodged, "Wei family physical skills? Your body can actually...?"

Wei Yang's power was weakened within his own "Meteoric Disappearance". Even if he created seven clones, the strength of those clones would be weakened by half. But there were eight Wei Yangs!

The man suddenly noticed the change in the boy's aura. He hesitated for two seconds, then cut his palm with the ice sword. The moment the blood dripped, white frost appeared on his cheek, and his ice-blue eyes turned blood red. The originally blue and white ice and snow instantly turned blood red.

The entire arena was directly wrapped in blood-red ice crystals, and everyone standing outside the arena shivered from the cold.

Huang Meng stood up and said sternly, "You Ge! Why are you using 'Blood Ice' on a child?"

The two most famous ice-attributed psychics in Qinghe have two self-created skills, one is Yu Qianhan's "Cold Soul" and the other is You Ge's "Blood Ice".

The former is a naturally pure and ultra-cold domain-based blasting technique, while the latter is an ultra-ultimate domain that requires the sacrifice of one's own blood.

The power of "Blood Ice" is a group amplification, similar to Lan Yun's "Light Condensation".

In this way, with the enhancement of "Blood Ice", You Ge can hold out against Han Yunzhou, a super ninth-level warrior, for ten minutes, and even fight back and forth.

Even Qian and Wenqi, who were playing around, stopped. Qian's pupils trembled slightly, and just as he was about to rush forward, he was stopped by Wenqi, "You Ge knows his limits, and besides, your junior brother also has Huang's self-created skills."

"What sense of propriety is that?" Qian struggled, his tone cold enough to make it fall apart, "Ayang has only been in contact with 'Yan Yan' for five or six days!"

Wen Qi frowned, "Then he should be allowed to practice. This is a ready-made teaching venue."

Qian was so angry that he laughed, "So that's not your junior fellow apprentice?"

"No kidding, this kid is very talented." Wen Qi let go of Qian and said calmly, "There are not many golden flames at the seventh level. You Ge is helping him."

Qian clenched his fists and said nothing. Of course he knew what Wen Qi meant.

The barrier was covered with a layer of frost, and they could only barely see the two figures inside. Qian looked at Wen Qi worriedly, "You Ge will definitely help him, right?"

Wen Qi rolled his eyes: "Of course, he is your junior fellow apprentice after all."

Qian smiled and said nothing.

Flames are also divided into levels: orange flame, red flame, and golden flame. Golden flame generally only appears at level eight or level nine, and golden flame represents the ultimate fire attribute.

Huang looked at the scene on the stage, stuffed the fox into Mu Yao's arms with one hand, and the golden flame in the other hand was extinguished by Zhenqing's divine power as soon as it was ignited.

The young man looked at the hand blocking him, a little surprised, "Young Prince?"

"Ayang is about to break through." Zhenqing stared at the blurry figure on the stage. Although his eyes were full of worry, he still said calmly, "Ayang has been suppressing his class for a long time. I noticed it when I was in the Heaven's Eye. Youge should be helping him."

Huang understood immediately. He had told Wei Yang before to hold back and not rush the breakthrough. But now it seemed that this was the best time. However, he still frowned and said with some concern, "But his situation is different from ours before. I'm afraid..."

"He can do it." The young man's clear and melodious voice sounded.

"I believe him..."

Ling Jie stood there, one hand pressing down on the other trembling hand, staring at the figure with red eyes, extreme anxiety in his eyes, and said softly, "He can do it."

Wen Sheng pulled Gu Yuan forward and patted Ling Jie's shoulder. Mu Yao hugged the little fox tightly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zhenqing held Qiu Bieyi's hand tightly, feeling everyone's emotional changes, and immediately released his blood to comfort them.

As a fire-type mutant, it is actually very dangerous for Wei Yang to break through to the eighth level.

(There was some foreshadowing in the early stages, I wonder if any of you little cuties still remember it, hahahaha.)

(Preparation: Chapters 57 and 68.)

The eighth and ninth levels are both a hurdle for those with fire-attributed abilities. The higher the talent, the more dangerous it is.

The fire attribute power is the most unstable attribute. Between heaven and earth, ice and fire are the two most extreme attributes, but why is fire not among the top elemental powers?

The reason is simple, fire is uncontrollable and it represents extreme danger.

Flame is the only attribute with its own color. There are three colors: orange flame, red flame, and golden flame, but only golden flame can be included as a top-level element.

For those with fire attribute, the power they pursue all their lives is golden flame. Golden flame represents the ultimate, but those who can possess golden flame are usually those with golden fire attribute above level eight.

Therefore, it is because of such harsh conditions that fire is not included as one of the top elements.

As one of the rare seventh-level cultivators with golden flames, Wei Yang actually had no way of completely controlling the power that only an eighth-level cultivator could possess.

Once he loses control or it backfires, he himself will be burned by this extreme flame.

Back then, Wen Qi and Huang were just like Wei Yang today. They both had a narrow escape from death when they broke through to the eighth level. One had internal organ damage and had to lie in bed for half a year, while the other had amnesia for more than three months.

And Wei Yang's talent is higher than both Huang and Wen Qi.

(Narrator: Yes, the one who lost his memory almost had his brain burned out.)

(Huang: ..... shut up.)

"Blood Ice" is an ice attribute purified through sacrifice. With the collision of this ultra-extreme power, it can help Wei Yang stabilize the restless golden flame in his body more quickly, and at the same time alleviate the burning sensation caused by the breakthrough.

In fact, he had noticed that Wei Yang's flames were somewhat unstable during the fight just now, but this young boy was really too class-suppressing. He just felt that something was wrong but didn't think about it that way. But the moment Wei Yang's seven clones appeared just now, he realized that this little guy was about to break through.

The young man gripped the dagger tightly. The golden flame rune on his neck had begun to crawl towards his face. He tried to suppress it by force but was attacked back. Blood flowed from his lips and he coughed twice.

The blood-colored ice lotus in You Ge's hand exudes a biting chill. If anyone dares to approach it at this moment, they will be frozen into an ice cube.

The man's hands were covered with white frost. He stretched out his hand and smiled at the boy in front of him, "Come."

Wei Yang looked at the frost-covered hand in front of him, thought for a moment and finally touched it. The moment their hands touched, they both heard a "sizzle" sound, and then water vapor floated up, blocking their faces.

Two people: "......"

You Ge's eyelids twitched, and frost climbed up Wei Yang's arm as the two of them touched. He stuffed the bloody ice lotus into Wei Yang's hand and said gently, "Concentrate."

Wei Yang lowered his eyes to look at the blood-red lotus in his arms, closed his eyes, and prepared to break through.

Everyone saw flames rising all over the arena. The entire arena was a mixture of golden and red. A heat wave hit them in the face. Everyone could feel an itchy burning sensation on their exposed skin.

Han Yunzhou and Qiu Bieyi took action at the same time to save the precarious barrier. Si Yan and Qian released their ice abilities to cover the barrier with frost, and Gu Yuan covered everyone with a thin layer of water screen.

Zhen Qing noticed that something was wrong with the spiritual power that Ling Jie was emitting, and even the materialized Lian Lan Die had come out. He hurriedly wrapped the boy with his blood to soothe him, "Ling Jie, calm down, Wei Yang is fine!"

Ling Jie now depends entirely on Wen Sheng. The young man looked at Zhen Qing with shaking hands, then nodded heavily.

The young man controlled the blue butterflies to perform a scene of moths flying into a flame. One after another, the blue butterflies flew towards the golden flame. He controlled the spiritual entity. As a psychic, he could see everything inside, but he was not at ease.

And he felt it, it was the bond between mutant partners. He knew that Wei Yang needed him, and it would be enough if a blue butterfly could fly to Wei Yang and accompany him.

Qiu Bieyi pinched his brows. He could understand Lingjie's method, but sending his entity to die bit by bit was not okay! He raised his hand helplessly and put it on Lingjie's back. The warm light therapy wrapped around the boy's body.

You Ge was sitting next to Wei Yang. They were surrounded by flames from all angles, but the golden flames could not hurt them.

In the center of the golden flame, he sat lazily inside an ice lotus and found a white ribbon in the mustard seed space to cover himself. The little guy's clothes were all burned, but as a man with a family, he still had to abide by male ethics.

It’s strange to say, from the moment of the breakthrough, he felt that the little guy in front of him was a little uneasy. Why was that?

The man sat inside the ice lotus and stretched out his hand to once again push away the approaching golden flame. He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. It was a big taboo to be restless during this breakthrough. Was it because he was afraid of pain?

Wei Yang's clothes had been burned off. He curled up in the blood-red lotus that Youge had specially enlarged for him, and almost fainted from the pain. He was now in pure ice and fire. His body was so hot that it could self-immolate, but his body was half frozen. Due to the constant surge of the golden flames, the frost on his body melted into water and then repaired itself automatically.

It was impossible for the boy to faint. He was in so much pain that he was not conscious. The only bright light in his foggy mind was the beautiful butterfly.

You Ge blinked, sensing the spiritual power approaching him, and was a little confused. No, which lunatic with a mental ability dared to probe in at this time? Aren't you afraid of death?

The man tore off the white ribbon and stared at the golden flame in the distance. After waiting for a while, a blue butterfly, probably the size of a baby's palm, rushed out of the golden flame and flew in.

A small part of the butterfly's wings was burned off, and it looked tattered. It flapped its wings tenaciously and flew towards Wei Yang's face, but the moment it touched the face, it was burned up by the fire that came out of the boy's body.

Wei Yang sensed something, and he moved his hands with difficulty, muttering, "Spiritual solution..."

You Ge was stunned. In his mind, he accurately found the little science popularization about mutants that Ye Ci had mentioned before. Mutants are absolutely loyal to their partners, and the bond between them cannot be measured by love alone.

He had read the information of these children, and the one with the butterfly spiritual entity was the spiritualist.

You Ge looked up at the golden flame again, and another blue butterfly flew out. This one was better than the last one, not so tattered. It flew towards Wei Yang, followed by one blue butterfly after another. Countless blue butterflies flew towards the young man curled up in the blood-red lotus.

As the blue butterflies disappeared one after another, You Ge clearly felt that Wei Yang's breath had stabilized. After a long time, the golden flame finally stopped burning and slowly began to dissipate. Countless blue butterflies that were blocked outside by the flames swarmed in and drowned the boy. A warm and soft voice was also heard from outside.

"Ayang!"

You Ge collected the blood-colored ice lotus the moment the owner of the voice pounced on him. The blue butterflies scattered, and the pale-faced handsome boy wrapped the blanket in his hand around Wei Yang and hugged him. Big tears fell on Wei Yang's face, and the boy's tone trembled slightly, "Ayang, wake up."

Normally speaking, anyone should be full of energy after a breakthrough, but seeing Wei Yang fainted now would scare anyone to death. Qian and Youge thought of what happened to their boyfriends in the past, and their hearts suddenly lifted.

Everyone gathered around. Zhen Qing wrapped the blood-soothing wrap around Wei Yang and Ling Jie, and pulled Qiu Bieyi's sleeve with shaking hands, "Qiu Qiu."

Qiu Bieyi squatted down and felt Wei Yang's pulse, warm healing covering both of them, "He's fine, he just fainted, Lingjie, take him to the lounge to rest for a while."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Zhenqing leaned gently in Qiu Bieyi's arms, reached out to touch Qiu Bieyi's hand on his waist, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was scared to death.

Ling Jie wiped her tears and picked the man up. Han Yunzhou asked his adjutant to take the boy to the lounge of the arena.

Yu You looked at Ling Jie who was walking away and held her boyfriend's hand tightly. Yalei also had fire attribute, and was actually similar to Wei Yang. His flame had reached the level of red flame and had even begun to show signs of turning into gold.

He felt a chill on his back. If Yalei broke through to the eighth level, it would be the same...

The often nervous boy seemed to sense his boyfriend's uneasiness. He thought for a moment and lowered his head to kiss Yu You's face, "Don't worry, You You."

"Yeah." For the first time, Yu You threw herself into her boyfriend's arms in front of outsiders.

It was so scary. If it weren’t for that barrier, the golden flame would probably have submerged the entire arena.

Wen Sheng wiped Gu Yuan's hands with a wet tissue, and his back was almost wet. The boy withdrew his hands and took a step forward, "Since Ayang is fine, shall we continue?"

Everyone looked towards Zhenqing, and he quickly stood up and said, "Continue, who's next?"

"I'll do it." Wen Sheng raised his hand weakly, negotiating, "I haven't been active for a long time, let me try?"

Zhenqing didn't say anything, he looked at Gu Yuan beside him.

"Let him go." Gu Yuan held the fan and glanced at Wen Sheng indifferently, "If he can't win this game, he will sleep on the sofa tonight."

The boy turned around and was about to leave when he was grabbed by Wen Sheng. Before he could react, Wen Sheng grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.

Wen Sheng let him go and smiled, then turned to Han Yunzhou's people and said, "Okay, come on, I'm almost there, who's going to go up?"

Everyone: “……...” You are still not afraid of death as always.

Zhenqing and Mu Yao looked at each other, raised their hands and grabbed Gu Yuan, who had just reacted, and walked off the stage.

The boy didn't dare to struggle when he saw that it was Zhenqing who was pulling him. The red at the corner of his eyes became even more brilliant because of anger. In the end, he could only point at the boy on the stage who was smiling brightly, suppressing his anger, and said to Zhenqing, "He wants to rebel?!"

Zhen Qing laughed out loud, but was suppressed by a look from Gu Yuan. He felt extremely helpless and thought, don't you just fall for it?

He was very skilled at smoothing his hair, "Don't you know what kind of person he is? He just wants a boost, and since you don't tell him, he can only ask for it himself."

Gu Yuan choked.

Lan Yun was more direct, "Don't be so arrogant."

Gu Yuan: “………”

Qiu Bieyi took out some oranges from the mustard seed space and handed them to everyone. He laughed out loud when he heard Lan Yun's words, and he reached out to peel the oranges for Zhenqing.

Mu Yao took the orange and started peeling it, smiling and saying, "Everyone knows that you are just worried about his health!"

Gu Yuan: “………”

Seeing that the little peacock was still preparing to quibble, Zhenqing raised his hand, took the half-peeled orange that Qiu Bieyi had peeled and stuffed it into his mouth, "Eat, eat, this is not how you raise a person, it would be good for Wensheng to move around a bit."

Gu Yuan: “………”

Qiu Bieyi took out another orange and peeled it again, then said, "Even if he loses today, you will still be soft-hearted and let him go back to bed."

Gu Yuan: “………”

Jiang Ye waited for Si Yan to peel an orange for him, and came over with a smile, "Brother Gu Yuan, your eyes have been on Brother Wen Sheng since just now, stop being so stubborn!"

Gu Yuan shut up. Now that everything had been pointed out, he didn't look away. He looked at the young man in black on the stage, took out a handkerchief, took the orange out of his mouth and put it on the handkerchief, then placed it aside, leaving it for Wen Sheng to come down and help him pick out the meridians and get the pulp out before eating.

Both sides stepped onto the stage and announced their names to each other.

"Xie Yan, the eighth-level peak golden spiritual attribute ability 'Red Dust'."

"Wen Sheng, seventh-order perfect golden spiritual attribute ability "Desire"."