From Douluo to Weimo

Chapter 28 The Great Offering and the Pope
In a world where the weak prey on the strong, the stronger the person, the more he will understand the importance of strength.

Three days, a retreat, wholehearted devotion, and years of accumulated accumulation gave Chu Wuhen a major breakthrough in his strength.

His physique has made a leap forward. Even without the dragon scale covering, the defense power of pure skin is several times stronger than some super alloys, enough to resist attacks from missiles.

At this point, for quite a long period of time, Chu Wuhen no longer has to worry about the violent explosion, tearing his body apart, and causing his heart to dry up.

With his extraordinary physique, the upper limit of Chu Wuhen's explosive power has been raised from the original 40 jin to the current 80 jin, and the upper limit of the speed has also been raised from [-] meters per second to three times the speed of sound.

Although it may be due to insufficient transformation of qi and blood, Chu Wuhen's current brute force is still no more than [-] catties with a single arm swing.

Compared with before, although there is no rise or fall, it is not the same.

The damage caused by the two is like one is smashing [-] catties of cotton, and the other is like smashing the same weight of steel, which becomes more cohesive and rigid.

After the regular speed also changed, the weight dropped to two hundred catties, so that it reached [-] meters and [-] seconds.

However, this does not prevent such a picture from appearing.

Under the perfect fusion of Yanling·Shasuna and Time Zero, ordinary Titled Douluo could not catch up to Chu Wuhen, even if he rushed fast.

That's how I hit you, but I can run past you.

What's more, after the transformation, Chu Wuhen's spiritual power has also increased, and he has entered the realm of the soul saint.

Even if it's just a beginner, with the blessing of his Wushuang fist, he can kill ordinary soul emperors, such as chopping melons and vegetables, eating and drinking.

It's like an alternative realm of boxing and soul breaking.

With Chu Wuhen who has enough confidence to save his life, his mental outlook will naturally change.

"Instructor Creek, hello, newcomer Chu Wuhen is reporting to you."

Chu Wuhen, who came down from the air, nodded his respects to Crick, saluted as a soldier, and said in a respectful tone.

"The rookie, Chu Wuhen, received his equipment and joined the team. Because he hadn't practiced in the morning for three days, his grade point was doubled today, and his grade point was halved. It will be implemented immediately."

There was a smile in the corner of Creek's eyes, but there was no mercy on his mouth.

"Yes."

Chu Wuhen didn't have any objection to this, the army and the team were originally a place where rules were respected.

When receiving the equipment, Chu Wuhen always felt that the smile was a bit malicious, and then he saw four people walking towards carrying an old mahogany box.

After a while, the four people whose clothes were wet with sweat put the mahogany box lightly. Even so, a thick layer of dust was stirred up.

Opening it, there was a bright white one-piece chain mail inside. Chu Wuhen put it on behind his back, a bright light flashed on the chain mail, and it immediately became a close fit.

At the beginning, the weight was only seven or eight hundred catties, which was nothing, but then Chu Wuhen felt something was wrong, and the weight kept increasing.

One thousand pounds.

Two thousand catties.

Three thousand catties.

……

It didn't stop until five thousand catties.

You know, it is better to fight with weapons than to wear armor, which is quite terrifying.

A few days ago, Wuhun City, Douluo Hall.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, a figure stands quietly!
He was dressed in white, with a tall and straight figure, and his silver hair was combed behind his ears meticulously.

He looked down at an old man in front of him.

"Ling Xue, what are you doing when you're not by Xue'er's side to protect her?"

Although the voice was light, there was an indescribable majesty.

This man is the great enshrinement of the Hall of Enshrinement, and one of the only three peerless Douluo in the Douluo Continent, Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu!

"Returning to the Great Enshrinement, when the young master was sent down by Emperor Xue Ye to inspect the empire, he found a child who had just awakened his martial spirit in a small city on the border of Tiandou."

Even Lianxue is a Titled Douluo, who belongs to the group of people standing at the top of all living beings in the Douluo Continent, but at this moment, he is as humble as he was when facing the Titled Douluo when he was young.

"Tell me about that child!"

Qian Daoliu's expression did not change, and he had the demeanor of not changing when a mountain collapsed on his face, but his heart had already set off monstrous waves.

You must know that Xueer, as his granddaughter, the successor of the god-level martial spirit, with innate twentieth-level spirit power, there is no genius in this world that she can put in her eyes.

Except for the same god-level martial soul.

But in the end it was a level 99 Ultimate Douluo, he immediately suppressed the shock in his heart, and then said lightly.

"The child's name is Chu Wuhen. He originally belonged to the Chu family of the soul master family under the Wuhun Palace. When the Haotianzong closed the mountain, he was wiped out by the Haotianzong Contra."

The pricking blood paused, and I don't know what to say, blame the previous pope.

"After being rescued by someone, he was only a few months old. He was sent to a subordinate village of that city. The head of the holy soul village took care of him and brought him up."

Speaking of this, Li Xue felt a deep resentment in his heart. The previous pope was seriously injured near that city, and he lost two titles along the way.

Facing the stabbing blood that he hesitated to speak, Qian Daoliu was also embarrassed, it was all the fault of his own son.

"Then, when the child awakened his martial soul, the fluctuations spread, and the young master was the first to notice it, followed by us and the two major education committees who were traveling with us."

Lianxue felt the increasing pressure on his body, and kept talking like spitting marbles.

"Immediately, the young master made a plan. She Longbing and I split into two groups. He went to attract the beast tide and brought back Chu Wuhen, a god-level martial soul genius, and I will report to you."

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Drops of sweat dripped from the blood-piercing forehead, and he bent at ninety degrees, not daring to move.

"Okay, you go back."

Qian Daoliu turned around and walked towards the statue of the angel, his praying heart became a little restless.

Until Chu Wuhen was brought by She Long not far from Li Wuhun City, this peerless Douluo who was almost invincible in this world stepped out of the Douluo Palace again.

And his goal is the Pope's Palace.

Inside the Pope's Palace halfway up the mountain.

The current pope, Bibi Dong, is handling all the major events in the Wuhun Temple, up and down.

Long wine red hair shawls, pretty face like jade, the years have hardly left any traces on her body, her beautiful face is charming, like a poppy, full of deadly temptation.

"Hu Liena, her parents were killed by an evil soul master. Like her elder brother, she was born with level nine soul power. She stepped into level 29 soul power at the beginning of this month, and is expected to enter the soul master at the age of 12."

The glamorous Pope looked at the materials sent by Crick with a calm expression.

"If she can come out alive, she can be accepted as my disciple and become the next saint, and those in the temple will not object."

"Hey! Why did that old guy come down?"

Suddenly, Bibi Dong felt a loathsome aura approaching, raised that almost perfect face, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

For a moment, her gaze spanned the space, and she stared at Qian Daoliu who was walking down from the top without saying a word.

"My son's relics are with you, now take out his young armor, I want to use it."

Hearing Qian Daoliu's seemingly calm but actually superior tone, Bibi Dong sensed something was wrong.

His bastard son has been dead for several years, there is no way he needs to get a relic back now.

If it is, that's great.

It seems that this old thing is really closed and confused, and his mind is not clear.

Finally, it's my turn, Bibi Dong, to completely lead the Wuhun Palace.

"But, that old guy is definitely not such a person. After all, he even let Tang Hao go. I have to say, he is really a righteous person."

So what exactly is the reason.

(End of this chapter)