Douluo Zhibo Madara

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"Did you say that you have Wang Zi'an as your father?" Ban sat on a chair at the law enforcement team headquarters and looked at Wang Yuyue sitting opposite him at the desk and said in great surprise.

"Yes! I didn't expect you to actually know my son!" Wang Yuyue leaned on his chair and said with emotion in his tone.

"How is he doing now? How tall has he grown? Does he have a girlfriend?" Wang Yuyue rubbed his cheek slightly to control his emotions, and then asked Ban in a rather complicated manner.

"I only have a normal relationship with him, but I just trained him a few times! As for his strength, it's just a passing achievement!" Madara Terumi replied.

Indeed, in Madara's opinion, Wang Zi'an's strength is just passable!However, his father actually has a titled Douluo, so it is no wonder that he can find immortal treasures of heaven, material and earth for him to take to improve his cultivation.

"Do you mind telling me what's going on with you?" Madara leaned back on the comfortable sofa with his fingers crossed casually in front of his lower abdomen, looking at the man in front of him with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"It's just the past, there's nothing to hide!" A trace of recollection flashed between Wang Yuyue's brows, and he smiled with great relief.

It turns out that Wang Yuyue once had a direct disciple of a hidden family on the Douluo Continent. She was the father of a Contra who was relatively well-known on the mainland. However, Wang Yuyue, as the next generation, was the heir to the family head and was the third person with only innate soul power. For children from ordinary families, they are geniuses, but for those from a wealthy family like them, they can be said to be extremely poor.

From childhood to adulthood, Wang Yuyue basically spent his childhood being disappointed by his father, which also made his character tend to be a little extreme, and later he embarked on the path of no return as an evil soul master.

"I remember that when Zian was just born, I only had a third-ring soul master. I was already desperate for the future, so I chose to become an evil soul master and use some evil ways to improve my cultivation!" Wang Yuyue raised his head and looked at the ceiling with no focus in his eyes. , with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Then what? You were chased by your enemies and came here?" Ban took the opportunity to say that he was guessing, looking at Wang Yuyue with burning eyes.

"That's right! I became the youngest soul saint in my family through some crooked ways, but I was discovered by Wuhun Palace and had no choice but to escape to the Killing City! Later I gained real power!" Wang Yuyue's words were clearly black and white. His pupils were gradually dyed purple and black, and he slowly stretched out his folding fan in his right hand to open up wisps of blood, painting lines that were extremely weird and enchanting.

"There is!" Madara automatically opened the Sharingan, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes, looking at the purple-black aura lingering on Wang Yuyue's body.

This purple-black illusory energy seems to be filled with resentment, and it is so evil that it makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

"This will give me the power to successfully transform myself from Soul Saint to Titled Douluo!" Wang Yuyue said with a hint of pride in his eyes.

There is another god with power, and maybe there is also an evil god!

"This is so wrong! There is obviously a place for the Shura God's assessment here, how come other gods have divine power?" Madara's heart was filled with a dark cloud, and when he saw this divine power, he instinctively smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Although Madara said he didn’t know much about the God Shura, combined with his own understanding of the word Shura, Kelder inadvertently revealed that these few words were enough to show how powerful the God Shura is. How could other gods come over without opening their eyes? Stroking a tiger is like a beard!

This is really unbelievable. It's a pity that Keld has fallen into dormancy. Otherwise, you can ask him!

"I am a martial soul, so I have evolved, from the wind folding fan to the wind ghost shadow fan. This has also changed my innate qualifications!" Wang Yuyue continued to explain to Madara in great detail.

"There is indeed a rare thing called power!" Ban remained calm on the surface, pretending to admire and approve, but in fact he was secretly observing Wang Yuyue's expression changes, but found that Wang Yuyue did not seem to know the source of this power.

"I think so. Let you guide him outside to grow, and leave this to him!" After Wang Yuyue finished speaking, he grabbed his folding fan martial spirit with one hand, and the strange wisps were like black viscous liquid, which was energy. He was slowly sucked out of the folding fan, and he clenched his teeth and opened his eyes involuntarily as if he was suffering some pain.

"As a titled Douluo, are you sure you can leave here without even using soul skills?" Ban Xin took the black bead from the trembling hands of the exhausted Wang Yuyue and asked in great surprise.

"Will the King of Slaughter allow me to leave? Even if I win 100 games in the Hell Killing Fields, I still won't be able to pass the next level!" Wang Yuyue leaned on the chair helplessly, his face as pale as if he was recovering from a serious illness, but he had a pair of His eyes were extremely bright and he spoke meaningfully.

Ban understood that Wang Yuyue was warning him not to underestimate the city of killing. The killing field of hell was only one of the assessments!

"I accepted this commission! I will officially accept Prince An as my disciple after I return!" Ban gripped the black bead tightly and solemnly looked at Wang Yuyue and said every word.

"That's good! That's good!" A relieved smile appeared on Wang Yuyue's face, as if he thought of his son's familiar face and his eyes showed great kindness.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't help you after getting the benefits?" Seeing that Wang Yuyue believed in him easily, Banzi couldn't help but ask.

"I can see the arrogance in you, you don't even bother to do this! Maybe I want you to destroy the Wuhun Palace. As long as you agree, maybe you will be bold enough to try it!" Wang Yuyue finished his explanation! He seemed to feel much more relaxed after that, and even joked with Madara.

Wang Yuyue didn't explain to Ban that he did. His inheritance was an unknown power, but it was more than that. As an old cunning and titled Douluo, how could he not leave behind a backup plan?

"If you have nothing else to do, I'm going to find a place to live! Farewell!" Ban stood up from the chair and said goodbye to Wang Yuyue.

"Would you like me to help you find a place?" Wang Yuyue did not stand up because his vitality was severely injured, but someone behind Madara shouted at him loudly.

"I don't like to owe others favors!" Ban turned his back to Wang Yuyue without looking back. He casually waved his hand and strode away.

What a unique person!

Wang Yuyue just stared at Madara's figure disappearing, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Captain, is this person really reliable?" As soon as Madara left, Ye Yu opened the door and walked in, frowning slightly.

"You do not understand!"

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