Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

"Oh? It seems that you already know me. Did you know it from the eldest sister in the Ice God Realm?"

The young man, Rong Nianbing, asked with a smile.

"So be it." Ye Nanxiao said holding a toothpick in his mouth.

Most of the information he had about Rong Nian Bing was the memory of Blue Star from his previous life.

He was quite impressed by this guy who used the sword as a kitchen knife. If those swords were spiritual, he didn't know if they would jump out and beat Rong Nianbing down.

But to a certain extent, Ye Nanxiao had to admit that Rong Nian Bing was really awesome. Whose cook uses a sword that is as good as a sword to cut vegetables?

And this guy definitely has some good secrets for taking care of his waist!

He has too many wives!

Rong Nianbing suddenly noticed that Ye Nanxiao, who was sitting opposite, looked at him with some kind of fire in his eyes.

"Then what, I've been married for a long time, and I have many wives!" Rong Nianbing raised Erlang's legs uncomfortably, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

What is this guy doing?A good husband? !

Tang San missed me!

"I know, that's why I'm interested!" Ye Nanxiao put his hands on the small wooden table and leaned forward.

"The God of Emotions must make arrangements every week. Isn't it easy to have rain and dew evenly?"

"I see that you have wonderful bones, a spirit in the heavens, and bright eyes. You must be a person with a strong waist and strong kidneys!"

"Brother, do you have a secret recipe?"

Hearing this, Rong Nianbing breathed a sigh of relief and put down his crossed legs. It turned out that this kid was not coveting me.

"Hey, sisters from the Ice God Realm, have you even told you how many wives I have?"

"You asked me what the secret recipe is. It seems that you are also a member of the same group!"

"Second brother!"*2

"Well?"*2

Rong Nianbing tilted the table in displeasure and said, "I should be the eldest brother. I am older than you and am your senior!"

"Oh? The old guy still wants to rely on his age to get to the top?" Ye Nanxiao reached out and grabbed the edge of the table.

"Can't talk anymore?"

"No talk."

Since we can't talk anymore, then...

Rong Nianbing rubbed his belly and stood up. He looked around and saw a plain.

"It's not very convenient here. Let's find a place further away." Ye Nanxiao threw away the toothpick and pointed in a direction.

A gem rose above Rong Nianbing's head, and a power that made the earth tremble emanated, rolled up Ye Nanxiao, and flew towards the direction he pointed.

In just the blink of an eye, Ye Nanxiao estimated that he was already thousands of miles away from Shrek Academy.

Rong Nianbing loosened the joints in his hands and said, "I quite like you, kid, but I can only offend you if you accept someone's favor and return a favor."

"You know my identity, so I won't bully you, how about giving you thirty tricks?"

Ye Nanxiao stretched out nine tails behind him, the marks of fox and ice flower appeared on his forehead, and the frozen flower shone around his neck.

"How about you try and go back if you can't defeat me within ten moves?"

Rong Nianbing smiled, "What you said is interesting, if I can't beat it, then I'll go back naturally, or I'll just wash the dishes here?"

"Then get ready, within ten moves, the first move is coming!"

A bright light lit up in Rong Nian Bing's pupils, and invisible power enveloped Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao did not dodge at all, waiting for the power to fall on him.

His brain suddenly felt dizzy for a moment, and then a nameless anger was born, which was so violent that it would ignite Ye Nanxiao's whole body.

Veins popped up on Ye Nanxiao's forehead, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails dug into his flesh.

"It's been a long time...I haven't experienced...the anger that's almost making me lose my mind!" The sound squeezed out of Ye Nanxiao's throat was like the sound of a broken bellows.

It seemed to ignite the anger in his whole body, causing his blood to surge violently, and the urge to tear the Rong Nian Bing in front of him continued to flow in his mind.

"Huh? You were able to endure it?" Rong Nianbing was very surprised. He didn't feel any signs of divine power fluctuations from Ye Nanxiao's body, which meant that the other party hadn't used anything from the Ice God Realm.

He was simply resisting his own power as a mortal.

"It seems that you have a good control over your anger, so what about other emotions?" Rong Nianbing shook his head and sighed, changing the power that enveloped Ye Nanxiao at will.

Sadness, regret, joy, and fear descended on Ye Nanxiao one after another, and the strong emotional changes made his face become ferocious and distorted.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho!"

Ye Nanxiao gritted his teeth, and a large amount of blood flowed from the fingers of his fists.

Along with the change of emotions, a large number of memories emerged in his mind.

The emotions in the memory were infinitely amplified, and various emotions turned into waves and crashed into Ye Nanxiao's brain.

He was like a lone boat, teetering on the fierce and roaring sea.

Rong Nianbing did not use emotional destruction methods, but only amplified Ye Nanxiao's emotions.

He suddenly wondered how far a mortal like Ye Nanxiao could endure the amplification of his emotions.

As Rong Nianbing's emotions for Ye Nanxiao amplified, Ye Nanxiao began to tremble all over. In order to prevent himself from losing control, he used ice to fix himself in place, with three additional shackles on his body.

"Weird person." Rong Nianbing snapped his fingers, amplifying Ye Nanxiao's own emotions five times in one breath.

Ye Nanxiao's pupils dilated instantly and blood began to flow from his nose.

Usually when a person's extreme emotions reach twice the original level, they will lose their reason and be dominated by their emotions.

Ye Nanxiao was suffering from five times the original emotional fluctuations at this moment. If it weren't for his extremely strong mental power, his brain would have collapsed at this moment.

Rong Nianbing frowned slightly. He naturally saw that Ye Nanxiao was on the verge of reaching his limit, but the latter did nothing, not even scolding himself.

"You can't kill people from the Ice God Realm, so let's teach them a lesson. Fang Zheng and I are not Tang San's subordinate." Rong Nianbing made up his mind to give Ye Nanxiao a nightmare.

Remember the lesson learned this time, young man, stay away from those sinister people like Tang San in the future.

Rong Nianbing slowly raised his hand and aimed at Ye Nanxiao, who almost turned into an ice sculpture.

Just when he was about to take action, the ferocity on Ye Nanxiao's face suddenly disappeared and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Huh??!" Rong Nianbing was slightly surprised.

Since he became the God of Emotions, apart from Tang San who forcibly broke through his own strength with the dual god positions, there was no first-level god who could recover emotions from his own hands.

"It's really uncomfortable, such extreme emotions." Ye Nanxiao wanted to let go of his hand, but found that his fingers had already pierced into the flesh of his palm. With a slight exertion, a large amount of blood came out again.

A little blue light shone on his chest, and bright ice flowers were suspended above his head.

Rong Nianbing looked at the ice flowers on Ye Nanxiao's head, put down his hand, and asked curiously, "How did you do it? Break through my emotional control realm."

"Have you never heard of Bing Xin Jue?" Ye Nanxiao patted the blood on his body and froze it to pieces.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be shocked if the sky falls. Your emotional control has no effect on me."

"Bing Xin Jue? A technique from the Ice God Realm?" Rong Nianbing's expression softened slightly. If it was a technique from the Ice God Realm, it would be no wonder that Ye Nanxiao could wake up on his own initiative.

"You obviously have such a powerful technique, but you didn't use it immediately. Instead, did you test my ability? It's a shame that you can still wake up after being immersed in five times the emotional amplification. It's incredible."

"You switched emotion control four times just now, and used emotion amplification once. Counting the first move, you have already used six moves." Ye Nanxiao made a six with one hand.

There are four tricks left.

Rong Nianbing smiled slightly, an oval aperture appeared on each shoulder, and then the ice and flames lit up along the aperture.

A kitchen knife and a short knife floated behind Rong Nianbing, corresponding to one ice and one fire.

A body with ice and fire coming from the same source, wielding a sword and delicacies coming out, he is a magic chef of ice and fire, melting ice.

"These are the two knives I use most easily." The rings of fire and ice on Rong Nianbing's shoulders shone, transforming into a suit of armor.

"Since ancient times, red and blue have produced CPs. Someone who is dressed in red and blue may be a narcissist." Ye Nanxiao condensed an ice blade.

The knife must meet the knife.

The two figures turned into afterimages and disappeared in place at the same time.

From a God's perspective, one could only see the afterimages of the two people that flashed from time to time and stayed for more than a second.

The sword energy stirred up by the collision between the knives split the earth into pieces.

Snow Emperor and Bajiao, who are located in Ye Nanxiao's spiritual sea, can barely capture Rong Nianbing's figure through Ye Nanxiao's visual sharing, but most of them are afterimages left behind by the extreme speed.

Although Ye Nanxiao was strengthened by the Frozen Flower and unlocked her own blood inheritance, she was far from Rong Nianbing's opponent, even if the opponent had already shown mercy.

As one of the top first-level gods, there is no doubt about Rong Nianbing's strength, not to mention that before he ascended to the God Realm, he was a combat cook.

The ice armor spawned by the frozen flower was continuously cut with deep cuts by Zhengyang Sword and Chenlu Sword, and was broken up and turned into energy.

Ye Nanxiao, who was suppressed and beaten, relied on his early warning and rich combat experience to support himself in the hands of Rong Nianbing, and his sword intention improved rapidly during the tempering.

Sensing the sharper sword intent on Ye Nanxiao, Rong Nianbing also completely put away his contempt.

If you grow up quickly in battle, you are either a warlike person born with the fate of a god of war, or a madman who puts his life as a bet.

Obviously Ye Nanxiao was the latter. Zhengyang Sword and Chenlu Sword left a lot of knife marks on his ice armor, but the fatal vital points were deliberately protected and there were not many scars.

He is using Rong Nian Bing to hone his strength.

As long as he doesn't die, the opponent will be a sparring partner.

Such a terrifying life-betting behavior moved Rong Nianbing.

He is not particularly fond of gambling, but from being a little cook to becoming the God of Emotions he is today, he also gambled his life.

Every leap forward is made with life as a bet.

"Boy, report your name! You are very good!"

Zhengyang's sword struck Ye Nanxiao's chest with great force, sending him flying.

Ye Nanxiao glanced at the cracked ice blade, and the frozen flower dropped a stream of energy, repairing the ice blade as before.

Having crossed so many levels of cultivation, the frost he was so proud of was unable to compete with those two kitchen knives of unknown levels.

"Master, Ye Nanxiao, a leaf that covers the sky!"

Ye Nanxiao stood upright with the blade in front of him, and slowed down his breathing. The blade of the ice blade lighted up slightly. At this moment, his blade intent began to go berserk.

"Frost Knife."

"It's snowing heavily!"

The sword intention is like an avalanche in the Tianshan Mountains, leaning down!