Douluo's Pesticide Li Bai

Ning Fengzhi looked at the sect disciples below, smiled warmly, and said, "It seems that everyone is in high spirits today!"

Next, there was a motivational speech by Ning Fengzhi, which also heralded the beginning of the opening ceremony.

As the sect's strongest senior brother, Li Hao stood at the front of the team.

Li Hou looked at Ning Fengzhi's passionate and ups and downs speech on the stage, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Just like the sports games in previous lives, at the opening ceremony, school leaders would give students a segment to stimulate their passion and enthusiasm.

But for the people listening to the speech below, what this brings is even more boring and boring.

After all, this is the same rhetoric every year. I’m tired of hearing it and I can memorize it myself.

Sure enough, as the master of a sect, Ning Fengzhi's eloquence was very good, once he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop, and the witty words flowed on and on.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

Even Li Hao, who was in the Soul Emperor realm, felt that his legs were weak.

Is True Nima over?

"Okay, I've finished my speech."

Hearing this, Li Man couldn't help but let out a breath, feeling that he was finally free. However, Ning Fengzhi's next words almost made Li Hao fall to the ground.

"Next, I would like to invite the eldest brother of the sect, Li Hao, the holy son of Wuhun Palace, to speak for everyone. Let us applaud and warmly welcome Li Hao to the stage."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he clapped his hands and applauded.

Li was confused. Is there any plan for this? Why didn't you notify me in advance? In this way, I can also prepare a manuscript. Now that my hands are empty, I am suddenly asked to speak. Isn’t this ridiculous?

Li Han raised his head and saw Ning Fengzhi on the stage looking at him with a smile. From the meaning in his eyes, he understood that this person was messing with him.

But isn’t this sword that ordinary person?

"Hubby~, come on, I'm looking forward to your speech."

Behind him, Yan Ji's playful voice came. Li Hao turned around and saw that she was gloating about her misfortune, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at the goblin.

Do you want to make a fool of yourself first?

That doesn't exist.

Yan Ji is very happy. She was the referee last time.

Because at this time of every introduction, the strongest disciple of the sect would be asked to come on stage to give a speech and declare the beginning of the sect competition. In previous years, she would be the one to do this job.

However, Li kept it secret.

Then, this glorious job can only be left to Li Mao.

Now, Yan Ji couldn't wait to see the nervous look of all the disciples and elders facing Li Qiao on the stage.

Yan Ji thought it was funny when she imagined Li Han being so nervous that he couldn't speak.

It's really cute!

Amid warm applause and expectant eyes, Li Hao calmly walked onto the podium.

Stepping onto the rostrum, Li Hao first gave Ning Fengzhi a gentle look, and then faced all the disciples of the sect below.

Although there were tens of thousands of people watching him, Li Hao didn't feel nervous because he had experienced this scene a lot.

When you were making money in the spirit fighting arena before, weren't you stared at by countless spectators every day?

Li Man had long been used to it, but instead of fighting, he wanted to give a speech.

Looking at the countless heads below, Li Hao was murmuring in his heart, should he just deal with it casually, say a few words for the occasion, and then step down; or should he give them a chicken soup for the soul to nourish their souls.

Under everyone's expectant and admiring eyes, Li Hao slowly spoke.

"Hello, fellow disciples of the sect, my name is Li Mo, Yan Ji's man, a man who eats soft food. I am worried that some new fellow disciples will not understand me, so I will introduce myself emphatically."

This opening statement made the entire audience stunned. Ning Fengzhi, who was behind Li Hao, was also stunned. He did not expect that Li Hao would be so improper in such a solemn occasion.

Li Man didn't pay attention to the reaction of the audience and continued to talk to himself: "Today, it's quite unexpected that I can speak on behalf of everyone on the stage. But thinking about it, it's not surprising. After all, handsome people like me are usually Protagonist. So, this is a matter of course.”

After hearing what Li Han said, the disciples in the audience couldn't help but burst into laughter. They did not expect that as the eldest brother of the sect and the halo of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Li Hao would have a very cold and stern image, but they did not expect that his personality would be such a narcissistic one, which made them feel funny.

After Li Hao's words, the originally serious atmosphere in the venue became more relaxed.

Li Han said again: "In this speech, I won't give you any words of encouragement. I think you are tired of hearing it, so I will give you something new and tell you some chicken soup for the soul."

Ning Fengzhi was a little confused. What is this guy doing? Can he be more serious? He regretted asking Li Han to come up and talk, but now that things were like this, he couldn't let Li Han go down immediately.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the audience and found that the disciples were looking forward to what Li Hao had to say.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong sat aside, laughing and watching Li Miao do something.

Zeng Yi said: "I once heard a saying that there is no such thing as a useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master. What do you think of this sentence?"

"Listen, this sentence is so well said, so philosophical, and so inspiring.

But, wrong! That's just poisonous chicken soup. After all, you are a Bluesilver Grass martial spirit. No matter how hard you try, you are still Bluesilver Grass. Going against the will of heaven is far away from you.

Therefore, if you can become a disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect, your martial soul is not bad. If you don't cherish your martial soul and practice seriously, you will be wasting your time. "

Li Man smiled and said: "Haha~! There is no such thing as a useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master.

Think about it, if he is a powerful soul master, his martial soul is not bad at all?

If you think about it carefully, the reality is like this. A powerful soul master must have a very good martial soul. And a good martial soul will ensure that his innate soul power will not be low, his cultivation qualifications will not be bad, and he will naturally be able to practice. Become a powerful soul master.

However, if he has a martial soul of poor quality, his innate soul power must not be high. The quality of the martial soul and his cultivation qualifications limit him. No matter how hard he works, he will not be able to break through the bottleneck of soul power. "

Li Han continued: "However, everyone judges others as trash based on the level of soul power and strength, which denies that people have spent countless efforts, sweat, and hard training to reach the realm, but in the end they are called trash.

But, in my opinion, those who mock are the real rubbish. "

As soon as Li Hao said these words, the disciples in the audience couldn't help but fell silent.