Douluo's rebirth An Lan

The two walked out of the room and bumped into Bai Yisu and Tang Yuehua.

"what?"

An Lan used his "Hongtu Luck Eye" to see that the two women's luck was shooting straight into the sky like smoke, as bright as blood.Although it is not as good as Wang Zhiqiu's luck, it is far beyond common sense and is not generally strong.An Lan hadn't noticed before that these two women had such extraordinary luck.

Judging from the past fate of these two people, they are not lucky people. It is not an exaggeration to say that Bai Yisu is unlucky.When the two of them met, it was natural that fortune turned around, but the change of fate did not happen in a day or two.

Then, there is only one possibility, that is, they have a relative who is very lucky. Because mother is more valuable than son, and aunt is more valuable than nephew, the luck of these two people has also become extraordinary.

Bai Yisu's face looked a little ugly at this time.She was a visitor, and when she saw Wang Zhiqiu walking awkwardly, she could naturally tell what happened last night.For some reason, she felt a little sad, as if something she cherished had been taken away by someone else.

As everyone knows, in An Lan's eyes, he has become a fat sheep...

Of course, An Lan is not in a hurry to "collect" them now, he still has things to do now.

"Sir, do you want to go out now?"

Bai Yisu bowed his hands and asked.

"Yeah. If you want to follow, just go together."

An Lan said calmly.He is now preparing to go to the Royal Academy to help Sadinfen suppress the field and see if there are any outstanding talents.If they want to see this kind of thing, it doesn't matter.

So, An Lan took three beauties with different styles out of the manor and headed towards Barak Royal Academy.

The Royal Academy of Barak is located in the north of Barak City. It covers a very large area, covering one-fifth of the entire city of Barak, and is several times larger than the Royal Palace.Obviously, the kingdom attaches great importance to the training of soul masters.

An Lan saw various facilities in the academy, and even simulated environments, such as small volcanoes, ice caves, primitive jungles, etc.

He even sensed that there were a large number of soul beasts kept in captivity in this academy, and the ones with the highest cultivation levels were probably at the thousand-year level.

"Well, who are you? Which college are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"

At this moment, several young men in emerald-colored school uniforms gathered around him, speaking in a very aloof manner.Their eyes all wandered to Wang Zhiqiu's three daughters, and they obviously had evil intentions.

"Break your legs."

An Lan flicked his fingers and said calmly.

"what are you saying!"

The leading young man let out a scream, and one of his legs was kicked off by Wang Zhiqiu with a "click".

Tang Yuehua's eyes were also cold, and he drew out a long sword with a "crack" sound, and slashed out like moonlight pouring down the ground.

"what!"

Another young man in green fell to the ground, his thighs bleeding profusely, and he groaned in pain.A look of surprise flashed in Tang Yuehua's eyes. This was the first time she had taken action since she practiced the "Moonlight Technique". Facing this second-level soul master, she immediately used all her strength and almost made a desperate move. sword.

As a result, she knocked down the opponent with one sword strike. If her heart hadn't softened in the end, she would have cut off one of the opponent's thighs.The opponent had already activated the martial soul possession at that time, and his body had been strengthened, but he could not withstand the sword at all.

"Roar!"

A young man in green clothes had brown hair sprouting all over his body. He looked like a violent ape and pounced on Bai Yisu, who looked the weakest.

"Tear!"

Although Bai Yisu had not fought for many years, he still had the consciousness to dodge at the critical moment and turned sideways. His clothes were torn to pieces by the young man in green, revealing a patch of white flowers, which was very dazzling.

"hiss....."

Even though they were in a critical situation, the young people next to him still brightened up and laughed strangely, making Bai Yisu feel ashamed and angry.

"puff!"

A fireball ignited Bai Yisu's body, and Bai Yisu let out a cry of surprise, so anxious that he almost burst into tears.These young men are not stupid. They know that Bai Yisu is a soft persimmon, so they all attack the enemy and save him.If you can make the other side get into chaos, you might have a chance of winning.

"court death!"

Tang Yuehua's eyes turned cold. Even though she had an awkward relationship with Bai Yisu, Bai Yisu was still her elder. How could she be bullied like this?

"brush!"

Tang Yuehua's first soul ring lit up, and he swung his sword, a faint moonlight glowing on his wrist.

The first soul skill, ghostly light.This sword is really like a fleeting shadow, inescapable and inescapable!

At the critical moment, the soul ring of the young man in green also lit up at the same moment, and a golden light appeared on his body.

"Ding......"

The long sword in Tang Yuehua's hand was bounced away, and his face turned pale. The long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and it was completely powerless.After all, she only had ten levels of soul power, and two consecutive desperate attacks completely exhausted her soul power.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief. His soul skill, called "Golden Bell", came from a soul beast that was good at defense.According to legend, there is an "invincible golden body" on top of the golden bell, which can withstand attacks below the god level.

At the same time, Tang Yuehua was kicked in the ribs, and his face turned white from the pain.

"It's really useless!"

Seeing that Tang Yuehua and Bai Yisu were about to be robbed, Wang Zhiqiu snorted coldly and finally took action.

"Yan!"

Wang Zhiqiu let out a clear whistle. Although people in the distance didn't feel it, the three arrogant green-clothed young men nearby shouted at the same time. It felt like there were thousands of gongs and drums roaring in his mind at the same time. He had a splitting headache, almost to the point of death. Fainted.

In the end, Wang Zhiqiu followed An Lan's order and broke the legs of the remaining young people one by one, throwing them on the roadside like garbage.

"Let's go."

An Lan shook his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and continued to move forward.

When he walked to the square, An Lan saw people wearing various team uniforms gathered here.Among them, there were many familiar faces that he had seen in the Soul Master Competition.

"it's him!"

At this moment, a young man in green pointed at An Lan, with two middle-aged men standing next to him.

"Which college are you from? Why don't you wear school uniforms? Why do you beat our students for no reason?"

A middle-aged man pushed up his glasses and said seriously.

An Lan turned around with an indifferent expression and said, "Kneel down!"

An Lan raised a cold jade-like palm and pressed it forward.

"Forehead......"

The two middle-aged men's eyes widened, and they felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them. Their knees made "crunching" and "crunching" sounds, and they might collapse at any time.

Within a few seconds, the two of them knelt down with two "bang" and "bang" sounds, their heads lowered, their eyes filled with reluctance, shock, and fear.

"Now, do you know who I am?"

An Lan flicked his sleeves and said calmly.

Silence!