Douluo Life Simulator

His shooting attack actually had no effect on Ning Rongrong.

"Hehehe, you are such rubbish!" Ning Rongrong made a face.

"White tiger's protective barrier, white tiger's fierce light wave." A ball of light attacked Ning Rongrong again.

But Ning Rongrong still hasn't changed at all.

At this time, Dai Mubai was already a little panicked.

"White Tiger King Kong..."

"It's almost done, I'll pay it back endlessly." Ning Rongrong had just finished speaking.

A sharp claw had already flown to his neck, interrupting the release of his third soul skill. There was a major artery there. If he was injured, he would die, and he didn't dare to gamble.

"Netherworld Thrust." Zhu Zhuqing's speed was so fast that he created a phantom.

The audience in the spirit fighting arena shouted out when they saw several Zhu Zhuqings.

"Ah!!!" A scream broke through the sky.

Zhu Zhuqing's kick, relying on the huge inertia generated by the extremely fast movement, turned into a bullet and kicked Dai Mubai's crotch.

No one would have thought of such a move in a spirit fighting competition, so there is no explicit prohibition against this behavior.

At this moment, Dai Mubai felt that his two pills seemed to have turned yellow.

He immediately covered it with his hands and squatted aside.

"Hundred Claws of the Netherworld, let you harm girls."

Although Dai Mubai did not lose directly, the unforgettable pain made him no longer in the mood to fight.

The battle ended in an unexpected way.

Lin Yi laughed so hard while watching the game.

Fortunately, I didn't participate in this game, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see this good show. After all, there is no camera here to watch the replay.

"Boss Dai, are you okay?" Oscar went up and asked with concern.

Dai Mubai's face turned pale, his lips turned purple, and he was in so much pain that he could not speak.

"Fat man, you take Boss Dai for treatment, and I will avenge him." Tang San's eyes became no longer friendly.

Although he had already guessed that Dai Mubai was related to the woman, he didn't expect that the move would be such a ruthless operation as breaking the egg.

"Hmph, hurt my brother! You already have a way to kill him!" Looking at the silent sleeve arrows in his hand, Tang San was ready to use a trick to hide the enemy's strength and change the situation.

After all, it’s normal to have sleeve arrows in Blue Silver Grass, right?

Tang San's game ended quickly. Although he carried Oscar, Tang San easily defeated his opponent with his small strength.

The final match was Tang San Oscar versus Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Rongrong, go home, there's no point in it anymore." Lin Yi said.

The next one is Tang San. He can easily control it, but he doesn't know how to disguise himself, and besides, his martial arts are different.

"Let's go, Zhuqing, let's stop fighting and go home." Ning Rongrong's interest has been exhausted. If it weren't for the soft armor Lin Yi gave her, or if the other guy didn't go crazy, the two of them would have attacked her at the same time. Might have lost.

Ning Rongrong has a clear understanding of her own strength.

She didn't need to gain anything through the competition. The Nine Treasure Glazed Sect wanted money, people, fame, and status, which she didn't care about.

Improving your own strength is the most important thing.

Zhu Zhuqing was very satisfied with his kick, and even had a fascinated smile on his face.

"Okay, go home."

At this moment, Tang San participated in the competition with a confused look on his face and found that the two sisters actually abstained.

These 12 years of skill were applied to the cotton, which made Tang San feel aggrieved and directly caused internal injuries.

"Zhuqing, you practice with Bone Douluo first, and I'll think of a solution." Lin Yi said at this time.

Zhu Zhuqing was confused by what he said.

Ning Rongrong became extremely excited: "Lin Yi, can you find the fairy grass for Zhuqing?"

"Try your luck. I will go out to the mainland to search in the next few days to see if I can encounter him." Lin Yi looked serious.

"That's great." Ning Rongrong directly took Zhu Qing's hand and cheered, "Zhu Qing, my martial spirit evolved because of the fairy grass. You must be able to do it too. You have to believe in Lin Yi."

After hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's cold face softened a little, and his view of the man became slightly better.

After the three people of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect returned to the sect, Ning Fengzhi gave them a big gift.

Naturally, he already knew about the competition in the Soul Fighting Arena.

"Come on, this is for you."

Lin Yi couldn't laugh or cry when he got this "gift".

Tang San's silent sleeve arrows.

"Uncle Ning, what is this?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

Lin Yi was the first to speak: "Xiu Jian."

"Know the goods! My uncle spent a lot of money to get this. This gadget can attack the enemy unexpectedly. It is simple to launch and easy to hide. Especially Rongrong, the auxiliary soul master needs more attack methods to protect himself." Ning Fengzhi was satisfied. 's nodded.

Ning Fengzhi left after the three men silently fired arrows from their sleeves.

Lin Yi said in his heart: "Sir, times have changed! After I reach level [-], I will go to the killing city. I can't use soul skills there, so I have to prepare something to save my life. Not to mention sleeve arrows, it will be God Zhuge. Crossbows are rubbish, thermal weapons are the last word.”

"As the saying goes, dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon. The King of Slaughter? How many divisions does the King of Slaughter have?"

However, there are advantages to holding a silent sleeve arrow. After all, this thing is silent, and it was still good before a silencer was developed.

After thinking about it, Lin Yi put the preparation of thermal weapons and soul guides on the agenda.

After looking at all his assets, Lin Yi felt that he was very busy.

Even though I have a photographic memory and a body that has no limits, I am still too busy.

After bidding farewell to Ning Rongrong, Lin Yi immediately prepared to return to Wuhun Hall.

I haven't been back for a long time, and I don't know how the three big guys are practicing.

Time flies, and it’s already the Chinese New Year when I return to Wuhun Hall.

Lin Yi is already 13 years old. In his opinion, he has been lazy and his soul power is only level 47. It is really a sin and he needs to reflect on it.

But from the mainland's perspective, he is the only one who has hung up on the wall to such an extent.

In this way, Versailles needs to be hung on a street lamp.

When he saw Lin Yi again, Hu Liena's waves were so rough that Lin Yi almost couldn't breathe.

"My aunt, slow down, slow down."

"Xiao Yizi, how is your training going?"

"So-so, always lazy."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yue and A Yan looked at each other and smiled, "Jie Jie Jie."

Lin Yi always felt that something was wrong.

"The teacher said it! You will check your strength as soon as possible after you come back. If you reach level [-], the teacher will take you for special training." Xie Yue bows first and then fights.

Having said that, the thundering moon blade had already swept through Lin Yi like the god of death harvesting his soul.

When Lin Yi dodged, A Yan's magma fist had already blocked Lin Yi's escape.

"Damn it, you guys are serious."

Without the protection of soft armor, Lin Yi would not dare to resist the two attacks.

"Hey, brother, stop making trouble." Hu Liena quickly controlled the two of them with charm.

Lin Yi immediately wiped the sweat from his head and said silently in his mind: "Good boy, Longdi Dong, my wife is still reliable."

Seeing Hu Liena "protecting her shortcomings", the two stopped messing around.

"Lin Yi, there is something that seems to be related to you recently." Xie Yue changed back to her usual serious expression.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Hu Yanzhen of the Elephant Armor Sect asked to see His Majesty the Pope some time ago. He said that he met an extremely powerful young soul master who actually defeated two more than 40-level soul masters from his sect who had martial soul fusion skills." Xie Yue Suddenly his expression changed again and he smiled evilly.

"Furthermore, the young soul master's martial soul is a long sword and seems to have wings. Lao Xiang said that this soul master must be under the command of the Wuhun Palace, otherwise it will be too bad for him to be taken away by the two empires or other sects. Pity."

A Yan couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, Lin Yi, you can kill the forty-level martial soul fusion skills, but I wonder if you can hide from the monsters?"

Hearing this, Lin Yi started to sweat and shouted loudly: "Are you kidding me, you're just a monster? I'm just a shovel..."

Then he ran away from the three people: "Don't come over!"