Chapter 11 Life and Death!
Han Yu muttered to himself. Under his control, the white ice tiger had no power to resist at all.

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

"It's just that the consumption of soul power is a bit high. My soul power is still a bit low!"

Han Yu exhaled lightly. Maintaining the Sharingan also requires soul power. Although it is not much, it will be consumed quickly if it is maintained continuously.

"Let's take a short break, and then find a few more soul beasts to try. The stored food should be able to last for a few more days."

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

In this gathering place of soul beasts, the safest thing is to maintain the most abundant combat power at all times.

About a moment.

Han Yu stood up again and continued walking forward.

The land of the Far North is huge, so huge that it is unimaginable.

There are many types of soul beasts. Han Yu encountered many soul beasts along the way and directly skipped those under six hundred years old.

The goal is mainly more than 600 years, which can bring him good experience.

bump!
A giant beast fell down with a loud 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 had fought against many soul beasts in the past few days. Under his powerful mental control, he always won without any surprises.

During this 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 major crisis.

Unexpectedly, when the fight started, it turned out to be a paper tiger, and I killed it without any effort.

"It's time to get out, the food is gone!"

Han Yu smiled and left along the same route he came from. The battles over the past few days had made him extremely proficient in the use of the Sharingan.

Moreover, under the high-intensity combat, 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 witnessed Han Yu's battles in the past few days. He was decisive and ruthless in his killing.

He can resolve battles as quickly as possible and will never consume excess soul power. He always closes his Sharingan as soon as possible after resolving each battle.

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

There isn't much soul power at level twelve, so an ordinary soul master can only use two or three skills.

There is really not much soul power. If possible, Han Yu also wants to maintain the Sharingan at all times. After all, the Far North is not very safe.

Han Yu returned much faster, and when he encountered a soul beast, he did not get entangled with it, but simply bypassed it and moved forward.

Soon I was back to the entrance I had just come from.

Du Bu Si's figure flashed and 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 reached level 12. If I am not mistaken, your first soul skill is to control the opponent's mind!"

Du Bu Si said with a smile.

"Teacher's wisdom, 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 special meaning to him. From this moment on, he officially steps into 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 looking serious.

"Never use your soul skills lightly, because every time you use a soul skill, the opponent will become familiar with it. Only use soul skills at critical moments when they can play a decisive role to conceal your strongest ability to the greatest extent."

"Disciple understands!"

Han Yu's expression was also serious. Du Bushi was right. If the enemy knew the weakness of his soul skill and attacked him based on that weakness, he might really be in trouble.

"Okay, let's go back. It's time to start the second level training!" Du Bu Si waved his big hand, clamped Han Yu under his armpit, and flew into the air.

Han Yu: “.”

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

Du Bu Si threw out two delicate pieces of iron, which fell to the ground, splashing up huge amounts of dust.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Han Yu was a little confused. Could it be that the second stage of training was weighted running?

"Tie it up, we'll need it for the next training!"

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

"Let me tie it up first. I don't know how the teacher will train me later!"

Han Yu was thinking while tying up the iron block.

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

An inexplicable smile flashed in Du Bu Si's eyes, and then his body took off into the air and flew towards Hanhai City.

Eh?
"How could he leave so suddenly? Old people always like to be mysterious!"

Han Yu muttered and could only wait obediently where he was.

Half a day had passed since they waited, and Han Yu was getting a little impatient.

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

Just when Han Yu was full of thoughts, he found a stream of energy flowing into his body, cutting off his communication with his soul power.

The soul power is sealed!

Just as Han Yu was about to resist, Fate’s neck was pinched, and his whole body suddenly felt sore and weak.

The body suddenly rose up like a parabola, and then fell rapidly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Han Yu let out bursts of screams!

With a "plop", his whole body turned cold and he fell directly into the sea.

In an instant, Han Yu felt his whole body was soaked in sweat, and the light around him dimmed.

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

“I can’t breathe!”

Han Yu's head was dizzy and she could only hold her breath. Her whole face turned red and her vision became 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, and he couldn't breathe. A feeling of suffocation came over him, and then the pressure became greater and greater.

"Am I going to die?"

Han Yu had no idea who was harming him. He was thrown into the sea before he could react at all. Now in the sea he had no ability to resist at all.

Unable to shout, unable to breathe, unable to even struggle.

The huge water pressure presses on the body. When one cannot breathe, the oxygen in the body is lost quickly, the brain is deprived of oxygen, and even consciousness becomes blurred.

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

Han Yu roared silently. The tremendous pressure of life and death made him burst out with incomprehensible strength. He began to struggle, trying to swim upwards with all his might.

As long as he could get out of the water, he would survive.

However, the opposite happened. No matter how he struggled, it was of no avail and his body continued to sink uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)