I think Douluo Dalu likes anti-routines

Li Ping'an felt in his heart that the world was full of malice.

Qian Xunji's ability to split lives and transform into others was so disgusting that when Li Ping'an looked at anyone in the Spirit Hall, he thought they were Qian Xunji's clones.

For example, several attendants in the Elder's Hall stared at him with strangely serious eyes as soon as he came in.

I'm only six years old. Isn't it normal for me to be afraid?

Li Ping'an straightened the helmet he found in the treasure house to block spiritual intrusion.

It's indeed a bit big, so shouldn't I hold back?Why are you still staring at me?

Not to mention, this thing is very useful. It can block mental intrusions that do not exceed level [-] of your own strength, just like Magneto's helmet.

There is also the golden soft armor he is wearing, which comes from the fur of the golden leopard, a ten thousand year old soul beast in the Star Dou Forest. The soft armor made of it can at least withstand a blow from the Soul Emperor.

Even though I’m wearing three pieces, I look a little bloated. But isn’t that about cherishing life?

Since I cherish life, I believe everyone can understand my whole set of armor!

I just want to live, what's wrong with me?

I don’t know what the restrictions are on Qian Xunji’s clone skills. If he uses them unscrupulously, wouldn’t the entire continent belong to him?

I don't know if his CPU is powerful enough.

It is really rare to have a martial spirit in the world, but it is simply unheard of to use one's own life as a martial spirit.

Li Ping'an, who returned to the room, ran out of the huge armor, gasping for air.

The Wuhun Main Hall is actually a very safe place, and both high-end combat capabilities and war organizations are at the pinnacle of the mainland.

For someone as small as Li Ping'an, wearing that armor would actually require a lot of soul power to be used to move.

Just like playing Gundam, this plays a very good role in consolidating the soul power.

Today is a rainy day, and the study at Wuhundian Academy is no different from other colleges. The educational policy for children at this stage is still to teach in the morning and adapt to Wuhun in the afternoon.

bang bang bang.

Another man in armor walked over step by step, not as agile as Li Ping'an.

After resting for a while, the mask was opened, and Zhu Zhuqing was steaming from inside.

She was sweating profusely, sticking out her tongue slightly, and her red face looked extremely cute.

"How's it going? Can you hold on?" Li Ping'an smiled and took Zhu Zhuqing out of the armor. She was limp and had almost no strength.

"...Hmm!" Zhu Zhuqing gasped for a while and hummed. It was naturally more difficult for her to imitate Li Ping'an's training method when her soul power was still very weak.

But this also has benefits, as it can make her physical foundation more solid.

"Take a rest." Li Ping'an helped Zhu Zhuqing to the chair. Zhu Zhuqing was slumped there without wanting to move.

"You are so amazing. You can still move freely in this armor." Zhu Zhuqing, who had recovered a little, looked at Li Ping'an with stars in his eyes.

"Hehe." Li Ping'an smiled evilly, "I will be even more powerful when you grow up."

"Definitely!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded in approval. She was not an experienced driver.

She simply believed that Li Ping'an was very powerful when he was so young, and he would be even more powerful when he grows up.

I want to work hard too!Zhu Zhuqing cheered himself up.

Seeing that the teasing was not successful, Li Pingan curled his lips in boredom. Children are really boring.

"His Majesty the Pope hasn't summoned you yet?" Zhu Zhuqing asked vaguely while sipping water.

"No." Li Ping'an was also puzzled. Ju Douluo said that Bibi Dong would summon him soon, but it had been several days and no news had been received.

Even Demon Bear Douluo has been missing recently. It is said that he was sent out to do some work.

After such an incident, Li Ping'an's exchange and study were naturally put on hold.

Ju Douluo asked him to stay at Wuhun Hall for systematic study with peace of mind. As for the study of sword martial souls, Ju Douluo said that he would specially invite Sword Douluo to come over for teaching in the future.

Zhu Zhuqing also obtained his first soul ring from the soul beasts raised in the Wuhun Palace. After all, the Nether Civet Clan was almost all trained in the same way.

Naturally, there are the same hundred-year-old spirit beasts and spirit halls.

"Little peace!" Demon Bear Douluo came in from outside the house, followed by a short-haired man wearing a vest who looked extremely strong, even half the height of Demon Bear Douluo.

Zhu Zhuqing quickly stood up and saluted. The respect for the titled Douluo was engraved in every soul master's bones.

Even if this titled Douluo is a fool (cross out).

"Xiao Zhuqing, go play by yourself first." The demon bear hummed casually and ordered Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing that Mo Xiong and Li Pingan had something to talk about, Zhu Zhuqing nodded sensibly, went to another room in the house, closed the door and rested quietly.

"Grandpa Demon Bear." Li Ping'an sat on the chair and said hello boldly.

The Demon Bear was not annoyed, and walked to the table in front of Li Pingan with a smile and sat down. The table made a sizzling sound of resistance, but the material was good and it persisted - the chair that replaced the Demon Bear could not sit on it and resisted this. weight.

"Xiao Ping'an~" The magic bear suddenly shouted to Li Ping'an in a disgusted voice, which shocked Li Ping'an and gave him goosebumps all over his body.

"Hey!! Grandpa Demon Bear, if you have something to say, just say it and don't engage in mental attacks!" Li Ping'an protested dissatisfied.

"Hehe!" The demon bear picked up Li Pingan, put him on his shoulders, and pointed at the man staying where he was: "Xiao Pingan, this is my grandson!"

Li Ping'an hummed. Anyone with a discerning eye would know this figure and appearance.

"His name is Seti! He is eight years old!"

Li Ping'an paused and slowly looked at Demon Bear's grandson.

The Seji with her arms akimbo looks so powerful, those eyes!Like a brass bell!That figure!Like a black bear!

That fist!The casserole is big!

Li Ping'an had no doubt that with that punch, Wei Wei would be able to cry for a long time.

Is this fucking eight years old?

For such a big-bodied and round-waisted person, you told me he is eight years old? !

I believe you if you say he is the same age as Tang Hao!

And what the hell is this name, female boxing warning!

The Demon Bear looked at his grandson triumphantly, and from his eyes, we could see great satisfaction.

"You! Go and squat aside first!" The demon bear shouted to Seti, and the sound was so loud that Li Ping'an's hair flew up.

"it is good!"

...The voice is also of the same origin.

Seti agreed excitedly, ran to the side and squatted down against the wall, continuing to stare at Li Ping'an with interest.

"Xiao Ping An..." The Demon Bear's voice became deeper, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Huh?" Li Ping'an responded with an expressionless expression.

"My family's martial spirits are all bloodthirsty demon bears." The demon bear briefly introduced, "Seti's father, the one I asked you to predict whether you can achieve the title, married a white cat wife. .”

"My poor grandson, his martial spirit has mutated."

Demon Bear Zhen?6?1 said softly, "His martial spirit is not a bloodthirsty Demon Bear, but has mutated into a... creature that I have never seen before."

The expression was a bit strange, it was clear that Seti's martial spirit was beyond the scope of Demon Bear Douluo's knowledge.

"The martial soul... how should I put it... Seti, a member of my bloodthirsty demon bear family, is influenced by it and doesn't like to eat meat!"

Li Ping'an was a little confused. Why didn't he like eating meat?

Demon Bear sensed Li Ping'an's doubts and continued:

"And Seti's vitality has been continuously overdrawn!"

"I've called many people, but nothing can be done. I've tried many tonics, but they're of no use."

"Oh! I'm telling the truth! I want you to divine how my grandson can survive!"

Li Ping'an suddenly realized.

His strength has improved a lot, and the Demon Bear has pinned his hopes on himself.

"Grandpa Demon Bear, don't worry, I'll take a look at his martial spirit first." Li Pingan lightly stamped his feet, left Demon Bear Douluo's shoulder, and walked to the energetic Seti.

"Brother Ti!" Li Ping'an greeted with a smile.

Seti stood up again with a bang, fisting his hand like a leaf fan in front of him.

"Hello there!"

The Demon Bear looked at his grandson's energetic appearance and sighed: "You! The martial spirit is exposed!"

Seeing his grandfather giving orders, Seti nodded hurriedly, his expression condensed, and the martial spirit possessed him!

The fur on Seti's body grew wildly, and the turbulent white hair covered the entire face, but black hair surged up from the eye sockets, surrounding the eyes.

The black hair on the arms appeared and became thicker again, and the fingertips protruded with shining black nails, which looked extremely sharp.

Only the two round ears protruding from the top of his head ruined the originally ferocious appearance.

Seems a little naive.

What the hell!

Iron eater!

Li Ping'an's jaw almost hit the ground.