The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

The Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy has ushered in a big event today. After Zhou Ximing, there may be a second student expelled. The most important thing is that Tai Long, a classmate, rebelled and brought a group of young people with him. Apart from him, they are all Undercover, even people in Tiandou City know this joke.

It is said that after Tai Lung heard about it, he developed high blood pressure and ran to the Holy Path Academy overnight to plead for mercy. Dean Liu, the level 89 Soul Douluo, mercilessly rejected his plea, saying that Tai Lung's success was entirely his own fault. Give him a chance. As long as he defeats Yang Lin or Du Qianqiu, whose fellow practitioners are similar, he can stay and continue studying.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, all the teachers and students of the Holy Path Academy arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena on time, and each of them sat upright and looked at the three people on the stage.

At this time, Tailong had a tangled expression on his face, and was facing a decision, whether to be beaten by Du Qianqiu or Yang Lin. One could easily cause internal injuries, and the other could easily cause external injuries. He really couldn't choose.

Opposite him, the two people wearing school uniforms with white background and gold trim were slender. One of them posed in a pose that he thought was very handsome. He looked at Tai Lung jokingly and said in unison, "Who are you going to choose? Hurry up and don't delay." We practice.”

"Pah, pah!" Mo Wen, who couldn't bear it, slapped each of them hard on the back of the head and complained, "What are you pretending to be? And you, Tailong, if you don't choose, I will appoint you." "

"Don't, don't, don't, don't!" Upon hearing what Mo Wen said, Tailong was sweating profusely and immediately became anxious. He quickly stopped his behavior and said, "I, I, I, choose Yang Lin, and it's you. I see you. I’ve been unhappy for a long time, and I must give you a good beating today.”

"I'm really looking forward to it." Two yellow and one purple three-circle soul rings rose from his feet, and a spear with a golden dragon appeared in Yang Lin's hand, which was evolved after adding the third ring, "Yang Lin, Wu Soul Breaking Formation Overlord Spear! Level 37 Attack System Battle Soul Lord, please give me some advice!"

Opposite Tai Long, blue veins popped up on his forehead, three soul rings rose up, and he was possessed by an angry martial soul. As he rushed forward, he retorted, "I know your cultivation level, what are you pretending to be? Fall down for me." !”

"Oh, you are really merciless. I originally wanted to be gentle, but now please lie down for me!" Shen Shen shot away the charging Tai Long with great force. Yang Lin's shooting skills were wide open and closed, and they could not change. Too many are fatal.

Tai Lung, who was not very proficient in body movements, dodged left and right. The tip of his spear pierced through and brought out strong winds. He was not seriously injured, but his clothes were about to be worn out. He didn't even have a chance to accumulate strength in his counterattack, so he could only Passively respond to Yang Lin's offensive.

The art of war emphasizes the importance of rapid action. Yang Lin's offensive was continuous and never stopped. When he got bored of beating him, he stopped and changed his punches. He punched Tailong straight on the nose, causing blood to flow from his nose for a while.

Tai Long was naturally dissatisfied. The goddess in his heart was still watching from the audience. The goddess who stabbed him in the back was also a goddess. He roared and used all his soul power to release three soul skills. He used his strongest attack and pounced. Xiang Yang Lin.

I saw Yang Lin raised his hand and hit the spear, opened Tailong's fist, and the tip of the spear fell into Tailong's throat. Without giving any face, he said, "Please leave the Holy Academy with failure, anyone who disobeys the master." , should not exist here."

The Formation-Breaking Overlord Gun shot Tai Long in the neck, knocking him out of combat. Yang Lin, who was blushing and out of breath, greeted the classmates with cheers, bowed and retreated to the audience.

He said to Mo Wen, "Master, this disciple has not embarrassed you. It's effortless to beat someone with a lower level of cultivation than yourself."

Satisfied with Yang Lin's performance, Mo Wen smiled and left with his hands behind his back. Before leaving, he specially sent a message to several disciples, asking them to gather at the school hospital.

Half an hour later, Mo Wen looked at the six people in front of him and was speechless. He said to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, "I asked my disciples to come over. Why are you two here? It seems a little inappropriate."

Knowing that the two of them were not embarrassed at all, Xiao Wu said coquettishly, "It's all the same, we're on our own."

Zhu Zhuqing next to him was even more calm, took a step forward, puffed out his chest and said, "Sooner or later I will be your disciple, isn't it the same sooner or later?"

All of them made sense, and Mo Wen, who was resentful of it, simply gave up preaching, took out three jade bottles and threw them to the three disciples except Ning Rongrong, and said, "Qianqiu, what I have prepared for you is Yin Yang Wuji. After taking the elixir, it can temper the golden body and achieve the effect of being invulnerable to ice and fire."

"Disciple thanks Master." After taking the jade bottle, Du Qianqiu first sniffed out the elixir in the bottle, then took the elixir in one mouthful, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to digest the medicine.

"Yang Lin, your destiny is to be in the army. If you take this strange velvet pill, you can temper your body to become indestructible. When you charge into battle, you will be unstoppable."

"The disciple thanked the master."

"Jiangzhu, you have a compassionate heart and take it as your mission to heal the world. Your martial soul is a healing scepter. If you take this spirit-raising pill, it will definitely improve the quality of your martial soul. You must also save more people."

"Disciple thanks Master for giving me the elixir."

The three disciples who were supposed to be given the medicine all took the medicine. Ning Rongrong, who was watching, was worried. Why were they treated differently? They were all disciples. Why did they have some and I didn't?

He looked at Mo Wen anxiously, folded his arms and said, "Mo Wen, Mo Wen, why don't you give it to others? Xiao Wu doesn't have disciples of the school, so why don't I?"

"Didn't I tell you that in view of your behavior of running away from home, I will give it to you next year?" Mo Wen remembered his previous decision very clearly and ignored Ning Rongrong's pleading. He just refused to let go. If it's next year, it's next year.

After testing for several times, Ning Rongrong gave up her pleas when she saw no results, and stood coldly aside, together with Zhu Zhuqing who also did not take the medicine, vowing to defend her dignity to the death.

The oldest person who woke up first after taking the elixir was Jiangzhu. With level 39 soul power, her skin became better. She released her martial soul and a long healing staff appeared in her hand. He said excitedly, "Master, my martial soul has evolved. The effects of all soul skills have been increased by half. They are not much worse than Jiuxin Haitang. My soul power has also exceeded level [-]. After obtaining the soul ring, there will definitely be more." Big improvement.”

"Yes, wait two days to get the soul ring. During the competition, you will definitely have a place in the Holy Path team. Please wait for a while and see how Yang Lin and the others are doing." Mo Wen is also proud of his disciple's improvement in cultivation. , showing a heartfelt smile, looking very happy.

"Yes, Master." Zhuangzhu had always respected his master who was younger than him, and stood aside obediently without saying anything.

After a while, Yang Lin also stood up and released his martial soul. He felt that the dragon soul on it was more solid. He said respectfully, "Master, the quality of my disciple's martial soul has improved slightly. He has also exceeded level [-]. Get the soul ring." I will definitely be able to improve greatly in the future, and I will thank my master."

"You're welcome. You all deserve these. You see, Ning Rongrong doesn't. This is a reward for good students." The disciples are basically about to break through the Soul Sect. Mo Wen is also in a good mood. It is rare for him to be a little disciple. The joke started, but what he got in return was a pair of nice eye rolls.

Du Qianqiu finally stood up, his whole body glowing with golden light. He was a little at a loss, but the improvement in strength was obvious. He said, "Master, I feel that my martial spirit is completely different from before. It is not an evolution." , and for a qualitative leap, I feel that the original martial soul may have a chance to awaken a second time, but the theory has yet to be determined."

"You're right about your guess. Everyone's martial soul, especially the vital parts of the body, should have the possibility of a second awakening. Qingyi's martial soul is her hands. After taking the elixir, her abilities will be There is a significant improvement, but you still need to understand this aspect carefully. There are specialties in the art, you can write a book on the secret of the body, but even I am not as good as you in this aspect."

Mo Wen never stopped smiling. He was very happy with the progress of his disciples. He is currently level 59. If he breaks through again, he will be able to enter the third level of the holy way. He is also ready to teach the second level of mind to his disciples. , it is a sure thing to break through to the Soul King in the competition.