Douluo: Start with a million soul power!

Chapter 5 "The Adult"

Yan Mielong was scared, he was really scared.

The opponent didn't even release a martial spirit, yet they were able to have such combat power.

He had to admit that his previous deduction was wrong, how could this master in the dark be at the same level as him!

This is not a one-level battle at all.

Title Douluo
Four characters with extraordinary significance appeared in Yan Mielong's mind.

He was sweating profusely, and hastily released his flame lord Wuhun avatar to reveal his identity, hoping that the other party would give his family face.

"Senior, I am going to destroy the dragon in the Yan family, if I offend you, please make amends, senior."

With a trembling voice, Yan Mie Long Dan clasped his fists and shouted urgently.

The opponent is a Titled Douluo, whether he will give face to his father is a problem.

After all, the Patriarch of the Yan Family is just a Contra.

The difference of one layer, but the status is very different.

Dead silence, Yan Mielong's heart was beating drums all the time.For a long time, there was no response.

"Looking at the meaning of the senior, could it be that I can get out?"

Thinking in his heart, Yan Mielong quickly withdrew his martial soul avatar, and then moved towards the entrance of the hunting ground.

Then walk, then run.

In the end, the whole person turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in the soul beast hunting ground.

Wu Yi in the distance wiped off his sweat and felt a little hot.

"The martial soul avatar is still powerful, I can feel the scorching heat from such a distance."

After taking two shots just now, Wu Yi also reassessed himself.

On the front, he can't beat the soul sage, and the soul skill of Wuhun avatar is still too strong.

But Soul Emperor, without a real touch, the outcome of who wins and who loses is unpredictable.

However, Yan Mielong's performance just now made Wu Yi realize a convenience of his own.

The Extinguishing Sword without a soul ring can indeed scare people sometimes.

Its unpretentious appearance, coupled with the absence of a soul ring, can even make people think that this is just an ordinary blue long sword.

Are all God-killing things so low-key?
After the troublemaker left, Wu Yi turned his attention back to the soul beasts.

Yan Mielong almost wanted to use his hands and ran back to Yan's house.

Then he rushed straight into the gate and ran directly towards his father's mansion.

Seeing his terrified look, the family's guards and servants each looked astonished.

Who frightened Lord Hunsheng like this?
"What! Title Douluo?"

Yan Jintian's room, the Patriarch of the Yan family, heard his son's return, and he was not calm when he was just about to rest.

This is a big deal, if he offends a Titled Douluo, then the problem will be a big deal.

He hurriedly asked his servants to summon all his sons, and the whole family sat together at night and talked about important matters.

"Mielong, quickly tell me the situation at that time verbatim."

Yan Jintian clicked on Yan Mielong, and asked him to quickly explain the situation clearly so that everyone could have a countermeasure.

Titled Douluo, these four words represent that things are not easy.

Thus, Yan Mielong told him everything from the moment he walked into the chaotic hunting ground verbatim.

Even the tragic situation of the soul king is clearly stated.

"You said that he didn't even summon the martial soul, and just broke your real body armor with a single sword?"

"No, see for yourself."

Yan Mielong said as he pulled up his clothes, two long and thin scars appeared on his chest.

The marks were not deep, they could only be regarded as minor injuries, and the blood had already stopped and started to scab.

Everyone fell into silence for an instant, at this time they could only focus on Yan Jintian who was at the top.

After all, at that level, only he, the head of the family, can have the possibility of contact.

Facing the eyes of several sons, Yan Jintian's mind was also full of thoughts, thinking about all kinds of possibilities.

Title Douluo he knew emerged from his memory one by one.

Suddenly, he seemed to recall something, and he glanced around at the people in the room, and they immediately sat upright.

"I heard that there are several adults in the hall of enshrinement, and they seem to be interested in fighting beasts in their spare time."

He spoke lightly and slowly, but there was an invisible force in his words.

That power obviously comes from the three words 'worship hall'.

That's something that even the Pope knows very little about, and only they, the elders of the former dynasty, know something about it.

"Father, what do you mean?"

Yan Mielong looked shocked, meaning that because they broke into the core area, they happened to bump into a certain important figure in the hall of worship who was having leisure and entertainment?
However, a trace of doubt appeared on Yan Mielong's face.

"The adults in the hall of worship, it seems that no one uses a sword? And don't they usually go directly to the fighting spirit field and the Colosseum?"

Yes, the people below nodded at the same time.

"stupid!"

A trace of displeasure appeared on Yan Jintian's face, why are these boys so stupid, they have no understanding at all
"My lord can really use Wuhun to fight against a junior like you, I guess it's just a random twig to give you a warning.

And isn't it normal for such an expert to want to be quiet?He must have recognized your martial spirit, but he is not sure.

Anyway, my Yan family was also a die-hard supporter of Master Chihiro Ji back then, so I still have to give this little face! "

Oh ~
Everyone's voice is drawn out
understood.

It is the grown-up.

Yan Mielong also nodded hastily, "No wonder I haven't been attacked since I released my spirit avatar, that's how it is."

Several people suddenly felt a sense of pride in their hearts, what a great honor it is to be able to give a person of that level some face.

"Then father, what should we do next, that boy Wu Yi, shall we return it?"

Yan Mielong gestured to wipe his neck, and looked at Yan Jintian asking for instructions.

"Forget it, are you sure that the lord has left now? He has become one of Wu Yi's shadow bodyguards, and we can't move anymore."

Yan Jintian sighed, and then said:
"However, this matter has not been settled yet. The Pope's disciple is named Hu Liena. In return for that kid, Gu Yan, she and the Pope share the same mother and child.

It was also true that she had no opinion on the marriage that the Pope had ordered, but if she had an opinion, the Pope would definitely listen.

The Pope and Princess Qian, ahem, you all know that, so almost all of her maternal love is on this Hu Liena. If Hu Liena really doesn't want to, then this matter will naturally go to waste. "

After Yan Jintian finished speaking, he looked at his other son, Yanhuo.

Yanhuo immediately understood, and tentatively said:

"You mean, we start with Hu Liena to stop this matter?"

"Yes, tell your son to go to Hu Liena to talk bad things about Wu Yi, isn't he a soul warrior, it's better to find someone to make him make a fool of himself in front of Hu Liena, isn't that all right?"

Yanhuo nodded when he heard that, it just so happened that his son was also extremely obsessed with Hu Liena, so he definitely knew what to do about this matter.

The meeting changed from heaviness at the beginning to relaxation, everyone in the Yan family dispersed, and the future was bright.

(End of this chapter)