Chapter 208: If you can reach half of Ye Lin's level, I will be satisfied

The magnificent waterfall descended from the sky, carrying with it vigorous water vapor.

Intense roaring sounds echoed continuously from beneath the waterfall.

Ye Lin stood beside the waterfall, watching quietly.

Listening to the continuous sound of the waterfall,

"Twin Fish, emerge!"

Suddenly,

The Sword Immortal in Ye Lin's hand slashed outward violently.

One black and one white Yin-Yang Fish surged upward toward the waterfall.

The entire two-hundred-meter drop of the waterfall was currently displaying an extremely bizarre scene.

The water at the bottom of the waterfall was actually completely severed.

Tang San occasionally faced everything with a special mindset; what did killing intent matter?

One hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters.

"It's not bad; being able to participate all the way to the finals of the Spirit Master Tournament, and occasionally fighting people within the academy to improve practical combat ability, is already quite good."

"The essence? What is the essence of practical combat?"

Ten meters, twenty meters.

"What is practical combat? Only battles of true life-and-death struggle can be called practical combat."

"Do you feel it? That is killing intent."

Ye Lin asked Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San instantly thought of something in his mind.

The two of them suddenly had a feeling like falling into an ice cellar. Every hair on their bodies stood up.

Tang Hao's expression sank deeply.

At this time, nearly a year and a half had passed.

"Xiao San, how do you feel?"

Until the two-hundred-meter mark.

"Still not enough?"

Xiaolin could not kill him, nor could she kill herself; she could leave at any time.

"At the same time, we happen to pass by the Star Dou Great Forest on the road later; I will help you find a suitable Spirit Master inside."

Tang Hao and Tang San stood quietly behind Ye Lin, watching this magnificent and awe-inspiring scene.

The awakening place of the Blue Silver Emperor!

With every spiral, the waterfall cascading from the air would rise a few degrees.

"Reached a bottleneck, unable to have any more breakthroughs."

Icy, sinister, evil, terrifying; the massive killing intent, strong enough to make one tremble, rushed toward them like a ferocious beast.

This aura seemed to have no explosive power, but when it truly enveloped Tang San and Tang Hao,

The Yin-Yang Twin Fish roared with a boom, shattering all the accumulated water flow.

"People, only when facing life-and-death tests will their own potential be thoroughly stimulated. Constantly struggling on the edge of death is what can be called truly possessing practical combat ability."

Tang Hao said without thinking.

Early the next morning, led by Ye Lin, the three of them left the pool and the mountain range.

"Killing intent can only be understood and possessed by oneself. Today you can completely relax. Tomorrow morning, we set off; I will take you to a place that can truly cultivate your killing intent."

Tang Hao was stuck at level twenty without obtaining a Spirit Ring.

He looked at Tang San again.

Causing the entire pool below to be constantly rippled by water droplets.

Foster mother once told him that when a person's strength reaches an extremely terrifying realm, their killing intent can even reach the level of materialization.

No one was shocked, no one was envious.

Ye Lin would not answer Tang Hao's words; he said in a deep voice.

Tang San spoke slowly, giving the exact same answer.

The terrifying killing intent came from the shock to the soul.

Forty percent? Can it be caught?

In this small curtain of water, one could vaguely see two Yin-Yang Twin Fish spiraling upward.

Tang Hao let Tang San achieve not letting the waterfall water flow down within fifty meters.

Xiaolin asked again.

From formless to formed. But this level is rare even among Title Douluo.

Ye Lin shook his head.

Just upon arriving here, Tang Hao immediately felt a familiar aura.

"Dad, then please teach me how to possess killing intent." Tang Hao looked at his father with firm eyes.

As the words fell, Ye Lin's pupils suddenly constricted; in an instant, an extremely icy aura suddenly emerged from his body.

"It can even make your attack speed faster. Possessing intense killing intent proves that you have crawled out of a pile of dead people and have experienced too many edges of life-and-death struggles. Even when facing an opponent far stronger than yourself, you will not have the slightest timidity."

Ye Lin's eyes widened.

"How many times have you had practical combat, yet you say you are still not bad? You haven't even had many battles in the Soul Fighting Arena."

And Tang San was stuck at level thirty without obtaining a Spirit Ring.

"Strong! Too strong!"

"Not yet."

With a casual strike of his sword, Tang San achieved a gap of under seventy times.

Xiaolin asked Tang Hao again,

"Soon you will go to a place to truly train in actual combat. Therefore, you must obtain your Seventh Spirit Ring. There is a Spirit Beast in that forest suitable for you."

Tang San nodded and agreed, "Fine."

"Killing intent!"

Tang Hao buried his head even deeper.

Xiaolin nodded heavily.

Tang Hao asked in confusion, wondering how he had never heard of it before.

Killing intent materialized? That was the description that popped into Tang Hao's mind.

"I cannot teach the two of you; this isn't something that can be taught, it is something that is killed for!"

The falling water scattered and surged, turning into a large curtain of water pouring down from afar.

Originally, his plan was to have Qiao Jian increase that distance to one hundred meters, but unfortunately, he was too useless.

Tang San pondered for a moment.

The water droplets flowing down the leaves seemed to slow down, gradually melting into strings of ice beads hanging on the leaf surfaces.

"Ye Lin, how do you feel?"

"Ye Lin, what about you?"

"Your actual combat ability cannot be called poor; it can only be called extremely poor!"

Xiaolin stopped in front of the forest.

That was still the result of Qiao Jian's day and night of bitter practice.

The Yin-Yang Twin Fish circled continuously, completely blocking the waterfall that reached two hundred meters in height.

Tang San let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

"Killing intent can allow you to cast life and death aside, and allow you to exert your strength to the maximum degree, or even perform beyond your level."

Suddenly,

Seven days later. Led by Xiaolin, Tang Hao arrived at an unknown forest.

Listening to Xiaolin's words,

Are we heading to Slaughter City?

"In the actual combat you have experienced, most were in the form of competitions. You haven't encountered many life-threatening situations."

Tang Hao clearly felt that everything about himself seemed to have become sluggish in this incomparably vast killing intent.

All the accumulation erupted at that moment of condensation.

"Ye Lin, Xiao San, let me ask you, how do you feel about your actual combat ability?"

Xiaolin smiled, "This is your role model. If you can reach seventy percent of Qiao Jian's level, I will be satisfied."

"Your actual combat is passable?"

"It's passable, I suppose."

The icy killing intent receded like a tide, and Xiaolin's voice sounded again.

After his Spiritual Power became stronger, his perception of the outside world also became significantly sharper. This was the aura of danger.

"However, it is still lacking a bit of the essence of actual combat. Do you know where it is?"

Continuously blocking the water flow,

"Feel my aura."