Douluo's Demon Sword

In a remote place outside Soto City, there is a small village. There is already a long queue at the entrance of the village.

Dugulan silently went to the back of the line, watching the 60-year-old man in front of him, and the children who came to sign up for the test one by one. One after another, the children who did not meet the conditions left sadly with their parents.

Standing behind the old man is a blond boy, or a thug is more appropriate. This man is the prince of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Mubai!

"About level 33 to 34!"

After just one glance, Dugulan made a rough judgment in his mind, and then carefully looked at the people in the team.

A girl with neat ear-length hair came into view. She was not accompanied by her parents. She was wearing a long white dress, giving people a very clean feeling, and her skin was fair and supple.

The old man kneaded the girl's hand a few times and let out a light sigh. There was a hint of surprise on his face, and he frowned and said, "Does your family know that you are here?"

The girl did not answer his question directly, but just smiled and said: "They say there is no one without distinction. As long as I meet the requirements of the academy, you have no reason not to accept me, right?"

The old man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then waved to Dai Mubai and said, "Take her in!"

Dai Mubai looked at the girl with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He quickly returned to his cold expression and led the girl towards the academy.net

A few of the remaining children quickly passed the old man's test, but some did not meet the requirements. Some parents were unconvinced and challenged the old man on the spot.

However, when the old man showed the cultivation of the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor, everyone fell silent and left here with their children indifferently.

Tang San walked forward with Xiao Wu. The blue silver grass martial spirit surprised the old man for a moment, but finally he smiled and let Tang San and Xiao Wu enter the academy.

Standing in front of Dugulan was a girl with long black hair. The expression on her face was cold, and it was cold from the bottom of her heart.A pair of dark eyes seemed to be lifeless, which conflicted somewhat with his beautiful face.

This was Zhu Zhuqing, and she naturally passed the old man's test without any surprise.

Finally it was Dugulan’s turn!

The old man squeezed his hand, nodded and said, "Yes, you are of the right age, and you exercise regularly, so your physical fitness is very strong. Okay, let's release your martial spirit."

Dugulan activated the soul power in his body, stretched out his hand and held the magic sword in his hand, and four soul rings, two purple and two black, circled upward.

The old man stood up immediately, looked at the magic sword in Dugulan's hand in great shock, and asked: "12-year-old Fourth Ring Soul Sect? What kind of martial spirit are you? Why have I never heard of it?"

Dugulan smiled slightly: "Devil Sword-Apophis!"

After a long time, the old man let out a long breath. The surprise in his heart still couldn't subside, but he still said: "What a monster. Come in. 35xs"

Dugulan nodded to the old man and walked slowly into Shrek Academy. Naturally, he skipped the subsequent assessment and went directly to the fourth level examination room.

One man and three women, respectively Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, were waiting in front.

A middle-aged man in his 50s was dozing off on a chair, with Dai Mubai watching from a short distance away.

Seeing Dugu Lan approaching, Tang San walked up and said, "Hello, I'm Tang San. This is my sister, Xiao Wu. It seems that you also passed the exam, maybe we will be classmates in the future. "

Tang San's appearance was not handsome, but he gave people a gentle and jade-like feeling. Coupled with his gentle voice, it was easy for people to like him.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, is much more lively, with an even more delicate face, and long braids that look like a scorpion's tail that go vertically to her waist.

As for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, they did not come forward to talk to Dugulan, but nodded distantly.

Dugu Lan didn't care and said to Tang San: "Dugu Lan."

At this time, the middle-aged man stood up. The muscles on his body were like an iron wall, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This kind of oppression made Tang San and others feel nervous, but it had little effect on Dugu Lan. After absorbing the fourth spirit ring and a piece of left leg bone, his physical fitness improved greatly.

"My name is Zhao Wuji!" The middle-aged man said his name, and then said to Dugulan: "That indifferent boy, if you don't mind, I will practice with them first, and then I will take care of you alone later!"

Dugu Lan nodded, and walked aside expressionlessly, looking at a big tree quietly.

Dai Mubai came over and said, "My name is Dai Mubai. Teacher Zhao is a seven-ringed soul saint. You have to be careful. I don't know what happened to him, but he has to take care of him alone." you."

Seeing a hint of worry in Dai Mubai's eyes, Dugu Lan also felt a good impression of him. He nodded to Dai Mubai, said thank you, and then cast his calm gaze towards the field.

After about a cup of tea, Dugu Lan saw the three people lying outside the venue. Xiao Wu had fallen into a coma caused by the backlash of the soul skill, and was held in Ning Rongrong's arms.

Tang San was slowly standing up, his eyes full of determination and anger.

Dugulan ducked in front of Tang San, stopped him, and said, "It's my turn."

Tang San was startled and asked: "You have clearly seen his strength just now. Do you think you alone can survive the time of a stick of incense?"

Dugulan said calmly: "This is my business, you just have to watch it from now on."

Tang San froze on the spot, wanting to argue further, but Dugu Lan had already turned away and walked directly in front of Zhao Wuji.

He stretched out his hand and held the magic sword in his hand. Four soul rings, two purple and two black, circled up, and at the same time, he exuded a bloody and murderous aura.

This is what Dugu Lan gained in the spirit fighting arena in three years.

Tang San felt the aura on Dugu Lan's body, and was startled unconsciously. Dai Mubai and others were also stunned, looking at the magic sword in Dugu Lan's hand with a wry smile. They thought that Dugu Lan was just a three-ringed soul master at most. , but I didn’t expect that he was already a four-ring soul sect, and the ratio of soul rings was so evil.

Zhao Wuji also looked serious, "The aura on your body tells me that at least hundreds of people have died on your hands!"

"They all deserve to die!"

Zhao Wuji laughed, "It's interesting, it's the first time I've seen such an interesting student."

Soul Saint's pressure fiercely pressed towards Dugu Lan, he rubbed his two palms as big as cattail leaves and looked at Dugu Lan with a fierce look on his face.

Dugulan was not afraid at all. With the magic sword in his hand, there was nothing in the world that could scare him.

"Flowing heart, leaping"

Dugulan suddenly jumped forward, leaping 20 meters away. At the same time, the demon sword in his hand struck down hard, and the killing sword energy suddenly fell towards Zhao Wuji.