Douluo's rebirth An Lan

Several people turned around and saw a blond girl in a white dress approaching. Her eyes were as clear as the blue waves of a deep pool, her expression was cold, and half of her beautiful face was covered by a veil.

The eldest brother was shocked, bowed, and said: "See the saint!"

Several other people also saluted one after another, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

Why did she get out of seclusion?

Few people know that Hu Liena is not the only saint in Wuhun Palace.In fact, in a sense, this person in front of her is the real saint of Wuhun Palace.

The girl in white has inherited the most noble angel martial spirit in the Spirit Hall lineage, and her talent is unbelievably high, catching up with the ancient saints.However, she never appeared in public, and her whereabouts were so secretive that even the people inside Wuhun Hall didn't know what she was doing.

"Your Highness the Saint, what do you mean..."

The elder brother said with a hint of respect.

"In this competition, our Wuhun Temple can only win, not lose. If the entire Wuhun Temple team loses to him alone, how will the world view Wuhun Temple? Do we want the Pope to crown him, and let me... ....Is your majesty, the great worshiper, ashamed?”

The girl in white said coldly, and a look of shame appeared on the faces of several Wuhundian youths.

The long-haired young man raised his head and frowned: "But that person is not something we can compete with! The gap is really too big. Neither I nor senior brother have the slightest confidence that we can take even one of his moves." ..."

In fact, he put it mildly.He even suspected that if An Lan took action seriously, all seven of them would be defeated with one move... Think about the invincibility and miraculous skill of An Lan's shot, just like an angel in mythology slaying a dragon, and also like The ancient saint separated the two sides of the sea. That was probably a world-shaking blow that he might not be able to achieve even if he practiced for ten more years, twenty years, or even a lifetime...

"Let me fight in the next battle."

The girl smoothed her golden hair and said calmly.

"Saint, you..."

The eldest brother subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"No need to say any more. Only by using the strongest fighting power of our younger generation can we win this battle. No matter what, I can't let Wuhun Palace be embarrassed!"

The girl's eyes became blazing, revealing a firm will to fight, as if there were two suns burning in them.

"Saint, we obey your command!"

The senior brother sighed lightly, bent down slightly, clenched his fist and hammered his right shoulder.

"How should I fight?"

A petite purple-haired girl said with burning eyes.The long-haired young man also stared at the Saint. In fact, he still didn't have much hope in his heart. No matter how talented the Saint was, she was still slightly younger than them, and her combat power may not be much stronger than them.A monster like An Lan is simply not in line with common sense.

"In this battle, we have a huge advantage, that is, we are on our home court. In other words, I can use some power that far exceeds my own..."

A mysterious smile appeared on the girl's face.

"You guys help me and contain him as much as possible. And I will launch the most powerful attack as much as possible to defeat him. No matter what, he is only one person. And we are a team!"

The girl looked around at everyone with a solemn expression, and everyone's hearts were burning with the slightest hint of fighting spirit that they had not seen for a long time.

The girl took the lead in stretching out a delicate, smooth jade hand, and then, one by one, the young people from Wuhun Palace put their palms on their hands and let out a low roar in unison:

"The Wuhundian team must win!"

In the shadow in the distance, an elder from Wuhun Palace shook his head and let out a sigh:

"Oh, it's time for Xiaoxue to suffer a little setback..."

Only he knew what unparalleled combat power An Lan showed by cutting through the emperor's scroll.How could such a group of young people be able to contend with such an existence with their sheer courage?In fact, if there was a fight, even he himself didn't have the slightest confidence that he could defeat An Lan...

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The day of the finals finally arrived, and the audience looked nervously at the arena, waiting for this unprecedented and bizarre battle.A 12-year-old boy faced off against seven elite disciples from Wuhundian Academy alone in the continent-wide senior youth soul master competition.If he can win, what a shock and legend it will be!

"Da da da......"

An Lan stepped onto the stage step by step as before in a hurry. He was dressed in a gorgeous northern mainland style robe. Those who didn't know it thought he was a noble prince from somewhere.Although the clothes are not suitable for fighting, after so many matches, An Lan has not wrinkled even half of his clothes. He is truly unparalleled in style.

Everyone in Wuhun Hall looked at each other, walked out of the preparation area, and stepped onto the high platform.What is striking is that this time the person walking in the front is no longer the red-haired senior brother, but a girl in a white gauze skirt.The girl wears a white veil, her beautiful eyes are cold, and her steps are like stepping on the clouds. She has a unique and natural temperament.

"what?"

The moment he saw this girl, An Lan's eyes moved slightly.In his consciousness, the girl did not seem to be flesh and blood, but a soft light. Although it was weak, it was far more pure and clean than the pope.

"It's actually a spirit body."

An Lan said secretly in his heart.

Spiritual body, as it is called in the world of cultivation, refers to a special physique that is innately close to a certain spiritual energy, also called spiritual veins and spiritual roots.What this girl possesses is a spirit body with light attributes, which deserves the attention of many small sects.It can be said that this girl is the most talented human being that An Lan has ever seen since he came to this world.

"It's a pity that the cultivation techniques are really poor. Although I have a good physique, I haven't developed much."

An Lan shook his head and sighed in his heart.

"Humph!"

Seeing An Lan glance at her first and then shake her head with a look of pity, the girl couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Little brother, brother, don't look down on others!"

The girl clenched her fists and sneered in her heart.

"Next, is the finals of this continent-wide youth soul master competition. I believe I don't need to introduce the two sides in the finals. I look forward to a wonderful performance from both sides."

"The Wuhun Palace Soul Master Academy team will face the Anlan team. The game... begins!"

"Tap Tap..."

The seven people from Wuhun Palace quickly gathered around, took their positions, and raised their momentum to the peak. Each of them had a slightly red face and sweaty palms. It was obvious that they had practiced it more than once before, but they were still extremely nervous.

Seeing An Lan standing there leisurely, with his hands still behind his back, seemingly not paying any attention to their siege, everyone in Wuhun Hall felt happy at first, and then became angry again.

"How brave, how dare you look down on me like this!"

A flash of anger flashed in the elder brother's eyes.

"laugh!"

There was a slight sound of air fluctuations, and almost in the blink of an eye, the purple-haired woman of the agility attack system appeared behind An Lan, almost silently, and her assassination method was much better than Zhu Zhuyun's.

"Zheng!"

The woman's pupils shrank, and when she saw the dagger being clamped between An Lan's two fingers, she withdrew the dagger on the spot and jumped back like lightning.

An Lan smiled faintly. He could see from the beginning that this dagger was not the girl's martial spirit, and it was poisonous. If an ordinary person touched it, the entire palm of his hand would rot away in an instant, which was extremely terrifying.

"laugh......"

A golden light flashed on An Lan's palm, and wisps of purple-black mist floated up. The poison that could poison an elephant was evaporated in an instant. An Lan's expression did not even change at all.

"So strong!"

The purple-haired woman was shocked. The moment she fought with An Lan, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly broke out in her heart. The abyss was dark, deep, and invincible. Even if the opponent just exerted a little force at that moment, he would be killed. Can crush myself completely!

The moment the woman retreated, the senior brother gave a loud shout, and the five of them took action together, either with giant swords striking at the head, or with thunder flying across the sky, or with sharp claws carrying strong winds and tearing at the back...

"too slow."

An Lan shook his head, and fired five moves in a row, or flicked the sword with his finger, or swept it out with a sleeve, or sprayed out the Samadhi True Fire from his mouth...

"Clang clang clang!"

The eldest brother's vermilion giant sword spirit was shattered on the spot by a finger flick, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but fall back; the other four people also looked horrified, they just felt like they were like earthworms shaking a tree, carefully prepared The attack was easily broken by An Lan; what was even more frightening was that from the beginning to the end, An Lan only used one hand to face the enemy, while the other hand was always behind his back!

"Hurry up, if we don't take action, we will lose!"

The senior brother's eyes were red, he looked at the saint in white and shouted anxiously.

At this moment, the saint in a white dress finally opened her blue eyes.

"Buzzing..."

First, a bunch of golden wings sprouted from the saint's back, scattering feathers of light all over the sky; five circles of soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black, rose from the saint's feet.A Soul King, her cultivation is only mid-range among the people in Wuhun Palace, but the majestic aura she exudes is far beyond the reach of even her senior brothers.

The saint clasped her hands together in mid-air, opened her red lips, and recited an ancient incantation that was mysterious and inexplicably sacred. At this moment, the audience felt as if the entire Wuhun City was shaking slightly. Lines of light appeared, and a soft white light rose into the sky from the distant dome of the Douluo Palace and fell on the saint's body, causing the saint's entire aura to change.

If the previous saint was a human woman with a somewhat holy temperament, then now she is a demigod, with her whole body exuding holy light, and even her eyes turned a blazing white.

"call!"

Another pair of wings spread out from the saint's back, and the four wings flapped in the air, scattering a light golden rain.

"It turns out...this is the saint's trump card."

The long-haired man looked up at the saint in the white holy light and exclaimed in his heart.This was the first time that he began to believe that he had the slightest chance of winning this competition.

An Lan just looked at the saint shrouded in divine glory and did nothing.In fact, he had already seen that the saint was communicating with some ethereal existence from the beginning, that her spirit was connected to the entire Wuhun City, and that she was using some kind of majestic power that did not belong to her.Even if it is just a bit borrowed, it is enough to be many times stronger than her own strength.

But he didn't stop her. In fact, he could interrupt the saint's summoning of the spirit at any time if he wanted to. But he didn't do that. Instead, he took this opportunity to explore the depths of the gods in this world.People in this world, even titled Douluo, may not know whether gods really exist, but An Lan must first be prepared to confront those beings.

Vaguely, behind the saint, An Lan saw a majestic shadow. His eyes were as deep as the void, twelve wings covered the sun and the moon, and seven dazzling divine wheels hung behind his head. His glory illuminated the sky like lightning!

"Angel God...I look forward to the day I meet you."

An Lan's eyes flashed, and she said silently to herself.