Ronin from Douluo

Everyone is here

Ning Fengzhi's words made all the disciples in the venue stunned for a moment, and all their eyes turned to the martial arts stage. There was already a figure standing on the martial arts stage which was originally empty.

It was Zeng Yi, the other person in today's soul fight.

After seeing Zeng Yi on stage, the originally quiet venue suddenly became an uproar.

"This is the man who made the entire Red Sakura team helpless, Zeng Yi"

"I heard rumors that he is the disciple of Elder Sword Douluo, and now that Elder Jian is here to watch this spirit fight in person, it seems that the rumor should be true."

"Ahhh~, this man is so handsome and has such a temperament, I love it."

"Cut~, it's just that he's more handsome. I think Zeng Yi is nothing more than that, waiting for him to be beaten up by Hong Lingyin."

"I think you're sore, it's just that. I haven't seen anyone standing on the stage with a calm look. If you are watched by so many people, including the suzerain and the two Douluo elders, I guess my feet are trembling and I can't even stand still."

In the auditorium, the disciples sized up Zeng Yi who was standing on the stage, whispered to each other and began to discuss.

Standing on the stage, Zeng Yi was calm and composed, with a faint smile on his face. Although he was standing a little far away from the audience, Zeng Yi still caught the voices of the Zongmen disciples talking about themselves from the wind. .

There are surprises, doubts, praises, and belittlings.Zeng Yi didn't take these comments to heart, and just laughed it off. He knew that today's soul fight was just a stage that belonged to him alone.

There will be no suspense in the outcome.

Because, a handsome person like me is usually the protagonist.

"Come on, Master, you are handsome and win this soul fight"

Zeng Yi's ears accurately caught this sentence.No, this is a male voice, I did not accept male apprentices

Zeng Yi was a little puzzled, he heard the sound and looked around, and saw a familiar figure, it was Ling Yunfei who was pestering his teacher before.He was looking passionate, waving the flag and shouting for himself.

Zeng Yi looked at him, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, this guy is really shameless.

However, what made Zeng Yi most speechless was not Ling Yunfei, but the few people around him.

"President, come on, let those girls know how powerful our Zhengyang Club is."

When did I agree to be the president of your Zhengyang Society? You are too shameless, right? Zeng Yi muttered in his heart.

Zeng Yi knew a little about Zhengyanghui, an organization composed of male elite disciples, opposed to Hongying.It sounds nice, but it's actually a group of men huddled together to keep warm, and their disciples resisted Hongying's rule among the sect's disciples, trying to improve the status of the sect's male disciples.

However, this knowledge is useless, because Hong Ying's overall strength is stronger than them, and there are more female disciples in the sect than male disciples, and many male disciples are willing to bow down under the pomegranate skirt and be a dog licking for the sake of a happy life in the future. , which caused their Zhengyang Society to linger on in the sect and maintain the little bit of masculine dignity left.

He also heard from Yanque that Zhengyang will announce in the sect that he is their honorary president.At first, Zeng Yi thought it was a joke, but now, he believed it.This Zhengyang Society wants to use itself as a fulcrum for turning around.

"The president will teach Hongying and other women a lesson, and let them know that we are not to be bullied casually."

How miserable was your life before? Even shouting became so cowardly. After hearing this sentence, Zeng Yi couldn't help complaining in his heart.

On Hong Ying's side, Nangong Lin looked at Zeng Yi who was standing on the stage, his eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent, "It finally appeared, then I will go first."

Hong Lingyin looked at her eagerness to try, and didn't stop her, but gave a warning instead. "Be careful, he gives me a very unusual feeling, very strong."

It was the first time Nangong Lin saw her showing such a dignified expression, and put away some contempt in his heart.

"Don't worry, even if I lose, I won't make it easy for this bitch." Thinking of Zeng Yi's mocking face before, Nangong Lin couldn't help clenching his fists and gritted his teeth.

Nangong Lin stepped onto the martial stage and stood opposite Zeng Yi, and the two looked at each other.

"You are my soul fighting opponent, isn't it, shouldn't it be your president?" Zeng Yi asked with some doubts.This girl, he knows, can be said to be quite familiar.Because, a few days ago, she was the one wearing a pair of huge gauntlets in both hands, chasing after her desperately, with the look on her face, wishing to crush herself to ashes.

However, she is not very good at speed, and she is very angry if she can't catch up with her.

According to Zeng Yi's understanding through Yan Que, this girl is not Hong Ying's president, and it stands to reason that she shouldn't be fighting with him.

Nangong Lin stared at Zeng Yi frantically, rubbed his palms against his fists, and grinned, "Yes, I am your opponent in the first round. On the martial arts arena, everyone in the sect watched. This time, you I can't run away

This time, I must smash my fist hard on your nasty face."

Is this really a girl? It's really fierce.

Zeng Yi looked at Nangong Lin opposite, and muttered in his heart, Zeng Yi didn't take her threats to heart at all.Zeng Yi could understand her anger, after all, it was normal to be angry after following him for several days.

But what about the first scene

Zeng Yi seemed to have discovered a blind spot.

At this time, the audience was also discussing this issue in whispers.

"Why is it that Nangong Lin and Zeng Yi's soul fighting shouldn't be Hong Lingyin?"

"I'm not sure, maybe Nangong Lin was the one who posted the fighting spirit post, and this is quite in line with her violent personality."

"What, I thought it was Hong Lingyin coming on stage, so I was looking forward to it."

On the main stage, Chen Xin was also a little surprised, looked at Ning Fengzhi, and asked, "Fengzhi, what's going on, shouldn't that girl Lingyin and Zeng Yi be fighting for souls?"

Ning Fengzhi held the folding fan in his hand, fanned it lightly, and said with a smile: "The soul fighting post says Hong Ying and Zeng Yi's soul fighting, so this is not in violation of the regulations."

Chen Xin is dumbfounded, isn't this kind of soul fighting post clearly trying to trick his apprentice?

"This is too rascal, old bone, you taught people how to be shameless." Because Hong Lingyin is Bone Douluo's junior, Chen Xin mocked without any scruples.

Gu Rong's face darkened, and he immediately said: "Fart, how can I get involved in this junior matter? Let's talk about it. It's not your fault that you didn't discipline your disciples well, otherwise, you will this happened"

"Also, your disciple, you won't be able to beat a few girls, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Xin couldn't help frowning, "Are you kidding? My apprentice can't beat a few girls. Even if they go together, Zeng Yi can easily handle it.

Zeng Yi was able to kill the soul king when he was the soul master, but now that he has advanced to the soul sect, you don't really think that girl Lingyin can beat him, do you?"

Seeing Chen Xin's hateful mocking face, Gu Rong was so angry that he wished to punch that face.

"It's just that I was lucky and picked up a cheap one. Speaking of which, what does Zeng Yi's ability to kill the soul king have to do with you? He wasn't your apprentice at that time, right? From accepting Zeng Yi as a disciple to now, as a master, They didn't care about it. It's obvious that someone has cultivated to the Soul Sect outside by himself, and someone is useless, but he is still complacent, which is really funny," Gu Rong said sarcastically.

Why didn't Zeng Yi report his own name at that time, but reported the name of this bitch, let him take advantage of it for nothing, this is hateful

Gu Rong looked at Zeng Yi in the audience, eyes full of lemons.

"Hey, what kind of smell is this? Who broke the jar of vinegar?"

"you"

The two elders ridiculed each other by his side, Ning Fengzhi expressed his helplessness.

On the martial arts stage, the atmosphere also became dignified. Nangong Lin's fiery eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent, her soul power surged, and four soul rings appeared around her body, shining with brilliance.

Then, a pair of gauntlets appeared on her slender but very powerful arms.On the pitch-black gauntlets, there are blood-colored patterns flowing, like living things, full of momentum.

A violent, powerful wind circled from the soles of her feet and quickly spread around.

Zeng Yi let the strong wind blow on his body, and his clothes fluttered. He could feel the momentum coming towards him, and the power in it should not be underestimated.

It's just that a girl wearing a pair of gauntlet weapons full of power and violence made Zeng Yi feel a little out of place, but this scene has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Nangong Lin, Wuhun Sky-Splitting Gauntlet, Level 42 Assault Soul Master, please advise"

Nangong Lin put on a fighting posture, staring at Zeng Yi with fiery eyes, his whole body was filled with fanatical fighting intent, and the smile on his face was almost crazy.

Looking at Nangong Lin's expression, Zeng Yi felt that this girl had some neurological problems, and she should be a fighting lunatic.

Meeting such a person is really the most difficult and troublesome.

Zeng Yi was a little helpless, but he still got serious. His originally careless eyes became sharper, he stepped forward with both feet, and grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand.

"Zeng Yi, Martial Soul Lanqie, Level 43 Assault Department Soul Master, please advise"

An invisible wind began to flow slowly on the stage. Before the battle started, the disciples in the audience felt two different auras colliding with each other on the stage.

There is a sense of violent power, and the other is Fenghan's fortitude.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the two people posing on the stage, and announced.

"Spirit fighting, start"

boom

As Ning Fengzhi's voice mixed with soul power resounded in the venue, Nangong Lin put his feet on the ground with all his strength no matter what, and the strong momentum caused the hard stone slabs to crack every inch.

As the roar full of power exploded, Nangong Lin's body rushed towards Zeng Yi in a straight line, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his frantic eyes stared at the opponent's body.

The tyrannical fist pressure enveloped him, and Zeng Yi couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling the sounds around him.

The sound of whistling wind, the subtle sound of blood flowing, the sound of rapid beating heartbeat, and the sound of continuous breathing.

Feel the breath.

At this moment, the world became quiet. Zeng Yiru was in another world, with a transparent state of mind, feeling the voices of all things.

Just as Nangong Lin's attack was approaching, Zeng Yi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dark pupils shone with light.

In the left hand holding the scabbard, the thumb pushed up the saber collar, revealing a silver-white blade, shining with a cold light.

flash

In Nangong Lin's astonished eyes, Zeng Yi's figure disappeared in place.

Everyone in the venue could vaguely see the flashing sword light on the stage, the sword's intent filled the air, making people chill.

Nangong Lin stood there in a daze, while Zeng Yi appeared five meters behind her.

Zeng Yi slowly took the sharp blade that shone silver in the sun into its sheath.