Douluo's sapphire flow

Chapter 226 I Just Want To Say That Everyone Present Is Rubbish
After listening to Tang Yuehua's words, Liu Zixuan said: "Thank you. Let's go, Xiaosan, finish your business quickly and go back to Shrek Academy. In two days, it will be the time that Boss Dai and the others agreed to meet."

Tang San nodded and said: "Yes. It's been five years, and I don't know how everyone is doing now."

Tang Yuehua looked at Liu Zixuan and Tang San with a look of helplessness in his eyes, it was not so easy for Tang San to return to the Clear Sky School.

However, Tang Yuehua believed that Tang San would definitely pass the test of the elders and return to the Clear Sky School, so she pursed her lips and said, "Okay, you two. The suzerain has already summoned all the elders and disciples in the Clear Sky School to discuss matters in the front yard. Let's go too."

Liu Zixuan and Tang San followed Tang Yuehua to the front yard of the Clear Sky School, where more than 150 disciples of the Clear Sky School dressed in gray had already gathered.

Most of the people were standing around the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, Tang Xiao, the patriarch of the Clear Sky School, stood there with five gray-haired old men.

These five old men all looked to be over 80 years old, but their hale and hearty faces did not show that they were old people at all.

One of the old men was talking to Tang Xiao with a serious expression. Tang Yuehua said in a low voice, "Except for those who are out shopping and doing business, the direct descendants of the sect are basically here."

"Did you see the five old men in the center? They are the elders of the sect. Sometimes the suzerain will give them some points. In terms of seniority, they are my uncles."

Tang Yuehua's status in the Haotian School was very high when she walked into the front yard, and the disciples of the Haotian School very consciously made way for her.

Liu Zixuan and Tang San followed Tang Yuehua into the courtyard, and the disciples of the surrounding Clear Sky School immediately communicated with each other in low voices as soon as they saw Liu Zixuan and Tang San.

"Tang Hao's trash, get out of Haotianzong, you don't deserve to come here," said a sentence suddenly from the crowd at this moment.

Then the whole front yard fell silent, nearly two hundred pairs of eyes looked at Liu Zixuan and Tang San at the same time.

"It's that trash talking nonsense," Liu Zixuan asked lightly, looking towards the direction where the words came from.

But everyone present heard Liu Zixuan's words very clearly, Liu Zixuan's eyes fixed on a Haotianzong disciple who was about 28 or [-] years old and said: "You said it, rubbish."

A look of cruelty flashed in the eyes of that Haotianzong disciple and said: "Then what does this mean...," "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I just want to say that everyone present is rubbish."

After meeting this disciple's fierce eyes, Liu Zixuan hurriedly pretended to explain, but the words that came out of his mouth were like an [-]-magnitude earthquake shaking out of the minds of everyone present.

"Boy. You have the guts."

"Not ashamed to speak."

"Say it again if you have the ability..."

"beat him.."

In an instant, the front yard of the Haotian School exploded like a drop of water dripping from hot oil, and the young Haotian School disciples all looked at Liu Zixuan furiously.

The tall and thin elder standing beside Tang Xiao stared at him, and said angrily, "Boy, you really dare to say it."

Liu Zixuan chuckled lightly and said, "It doesn't seem wrong for me to say that even trash with less than fifty spirit power dares to call others trash."

"Besides, people who are pointed at their noses and scolded as rubbish are not afraid to prove that they are not rubbish."

Tang Yuehua turned her head to look at Liu Zixuan and said, "Hey, this stick of yours knocks down everyone here, isn't it a little too much?"

Liu Zixuan would not admit in public that he said something wrong, he snorted lightly and said, "Didn't I say that? A soul master with less than level fifty soul power is nothing but rubbish."

At this moment Tang Yuehua really felt speechless, Tang Xiao couldn't help but said, "I'm a Titled Douluo."

"Title Douluo. Tang Hao, that 44-year-old Title Douluo is trash, what rank of trash do you think you are?"

Tang Xiao really didn't expect Liu Zixuan to throw the pot back, and cast a vague glance at Tang Yuehua, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The tall and thin elder just now said again: "Smart-tongued boy, I just want to see what you can do to spout nonsense here."

"Tang Hu. Let him experience the strength of our Clear Sky School and see who is the trash."

A strong man with a height of 1.9 meters and bulging muscles all over his body came out from the crowd and said, "It's the Seventh Elder."

After the Haotianzong disciple named Tang Hu came out, the Haotianzong disciples standing around all retreated intentionally.

An open space with a radius of 100 meters was reserved for Liu Zixuan and Tang Hu, and Tang Yuehua and Tang San also retreated to the side.

Looking at Tang Hu and Liu Zixuan, he didn't see any angry look on his face. People who can control their emotions are very scary.

In this regard, Tang Long is far inferior to Tang Hu. I really don't know how Tang Long's chief disciple got it.

Tang Hu walked to a position 20 meters in front of Liu Zixuan and stood still: "Tang Hu. Wuhun Clear Sky Hammer, Level 64 Assault Department Battle Soul Emperor, please advise."

While talking about Tang Hu summoning his own Wuhun Clear Sky Hammer, six soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, slowly appeared on the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

An incomparably tyrannical force gushed out from Tang Hu's body, hitting Liu Zixuan's body wave after wave like ocean waves.

Liu Zixuan stood on the spot with a calm look, as if he didn't feel Tang Hu's pressure at all.

"Liu Zixuan's martial soul Qingyu Liuqin, level 65 long-distance attack weapon Soul Emperor. Please."

While saying that Liu Zixuan also summoned his own martial spirit Qingyu Liuqi, at the same time six spirit rings, one golden, two purple and three black, emerged from the soles of his feet.

Except for Tang San who looked at Liu Zixuan without changing his face, the others including Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, and the elders of Haotianzong all stared at the rhythmic soul ring under Liu Zixuan's feet with wide eyes.

The Seventh Elder was stunned and said loudly: "Boy, how old are you?" Everyone present looked at Liu Zixuan's cheek at the same time.

No matter how you look at it, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Zixuan to have a soul power of level 65. "In five months, I will be 21," Tang Yuehua said at this time.

"What...," an exclamation sounded in the front yard of Haotianzong this time.

An elder with snow-white long eyebrows said quietly: "The 20-year-old Soul Emperor. I admit that I am a trash in front of you."

Tang Yuehua hurriedly said: "Second uncle, you," Tang Yuehua's second uncle is naturally the second elder of the Haotian School.

The second elder waved his hand not to let Tang Yuehua continue, and said: "Tang Hu, fight well, although the opponent's spirit power is one level higher than yours, but your spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer."

A series of cheering sounds immediately sounded around the front yard of the Haotian School, Liu Zixuan's heart trembled when he saw the Haotian Hammer in Tang Hu's hand.

This is recognized as the world's number one attack spirit spirit, and it is still the Clear Sky Hammer with six spirit rings attached.

After the Second Elder finished speaking, Tang Hu said loudly: "Pay attention to the Haotian Hammer Chaotic Cloak."

Speaking of which, Tang Hao held his martial soul tightly with both hands, and put on a posture of performing the chaotic cloak and hammer method.

Liu Zixuan can be said to be very familiar with the chaotic cloaking wind hammer method. While receiving the sapphire Liuqin, he held his right hand empty, and a black long knife four feet five inches long, three inches two inches wide, and two inches one centimeter thick appeared in Liu Zixuan's hand.

Liu Zixuan held the ink stone knife habitually and made a movement of retracting the knife into its sheath. He held the ink stone knife with his left hand and lifted it in his hand.

Then he stepped on the ground with his left foot and came to Tang Hu in an instant, Tang San hurriedly said: "Keep people under the sword..."

Most of the people present just saw a black sword glow flashing in front of Tang Hu, and then Tang Hu's tall and burly body flew out backwards.

Before Tang Hu's body fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood mist, and then fell heavily on the ground and slid four or five meters away before stopping.

Only people with spirit power above level [-] can clearly see how Liu Zixuan defeated Tang Hu, Liu Zixuan turned his head to look at Tang San and said displeasedly: "You think I'm you."

"Dad. Dad."

Suddenly there was a girl crying like a lark in the courtyard, and two women in gray dresses, one big and one small, hurried towards Tang Hu.

Although Liu Zixuan only used [-]% of his strength to swing the ink stone knife, it was enough to make Tang Hu lie on the bed for several days.

The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old. Tears rolled in her big watery eyes. Tears the size of soybeans kept sliding down her cheeks like broken pearls.

Seeing that Tang Hu passed out, he turned around and ran to Liu Zixuan, beating Liu Zixuan's thigh with her small fist and crying, "Bad uncles, bad uncles who beat daddy are all bad uncles..."

Liu Zixuan had never encountered such an embarrassing thing in his two lifetimes, but Tang San reminded: "Hurry up and treat him."

Tang Yuehua also hurried forward to hug the little loli next to Liu Zixuan and said, "Don't cry, don't cry. Tiantian, don't cry," the little loli called Tiantian cried, "Second aunt, bad uncle beat my father... "

Liu Zixuan sat down cross-legged and summoned the Qingyu Liuqin again, a golden soul ring emerged from under his body, and when he plucked the strings, a burst of pleasant and comforting piano music rang out over the front yard of Haotianzong.

The crying little loli also stopped the crying, and Tang Hu, who was in a coma, felt the burning pain in the first place in his body, and the burning feeling gradually disappeared after hearing this pleasant and soothing piano music.

Then came a cold and comfortable feeling, and then opened his eyes to see that he was really lying in his wife's arms.

Liu Zixuan played the three plum blossoms for 10 minutes before he stopped playing. The disciples and elders of Haotian School also listened to the piano music for 10 minutes quietly.

When Liu Zixuan stopped playing the piano, there was a wave of soul power on Tang Hu's body, and then his soul power broke through to level 65 under the watchful eyes of everyone.

At this time, not only Liu Zixuan felt embarrassed, but Tang Hu also felt embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

(End of this chapter)