Douluo: Xueluo Linglan

After the game, people were still talking, "Feng Xiaotian used the third soul skill at most, while Huo Wu didn't even use the first soul skill!"

"Even though there was a slight gap in strength between the two sides, Kamikaze resolved the game in just a few minutes. This is quite rare in the finals!"

"Tomorrow is the individual competition! I don't know which college we will compete against!"

“Who knows, this year’s team is very strong!”

Early the next morning, Qingluan Lion and Qianjun Jiangmo gathered in the square, and Weilan and Guangling walked slowly.They all changed into golden armor with the Wuhundian logo and put on some disguises. They were all going to watch the Weilan competition and did not want to reveal their identities.

Wei Lan wore a white floral skirt with silver patterns, revealing her smooth calves. She wore light-colored high heels. The small and cute bows danced around the girl's thin white ankles like real butterflies. She was soft, beautiful, and leisurely.

She was wearing a silver cloak with soft fabric hanging down.Wearing a long white dress, she is as fresh and moving as a lily that has just bloomed with dew in the morning.

Guang Ling's silver hair on both sides of the temples was tied up with thin metal rings, and half of his arms were covered with golden Liuyun armor. His long body was wrapped in blue and white clothing, and he had a face that was delicate and noble. The hem of his big white cloak moved as he walked. Shaking, with an invisible domineering air.

Jiang Mo looked at the two people coming over and shouted anxiously: "Hey! Those two kids, walk faster, or it will get dark!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and white shadows flashed past, 'Bang! 'Then there was a burst of pain at the bridge of the nose...

"Who... who!"

Another white shadow flashed by. Jiangmo ignored the pain in his nose and was kicked in the butt again. He staggered and was held up by Qianjun.

Jiang Mo looked back angrily, who was it? !How dare you kick my uncle’s ass!

Wei Lan and Guang Ling who took action were standing behind him. Guang Ling looked at him with his arms folded and raised his eyebrows: "How to conquer the devil, practice!"

Wei Lan also raised her fist and gestured towards Jiang Mo with dangerous eyes, as if she wanted to give him another hit.

Jiangmo covered his nose with one hand and restrained himself from rubbing his butt with the other hand. He also wanted to save face!

"Come here! Who is afraid of whom? It was because I was unprepared that I allowed you to sneak attack me!" Jiang Mo yelled, squeezing his neck.

"Hey! Hey! Forget it, stop making trouble! It's time for us to set off... Otherwise, Alan will be late for the competition..." The lion stepped forward and pulled away the two people who were already walking towards Conquering the Demon. The fierce scar at the corner of his eye was now They all looked helpless.

Qingluan patted Guang Ling on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Guang Ling, you and A Lan have made great progress! The speed has increased so fast!"

The four of them were walking in front, Jiang Mo was being pulled by Qian Jun, and he kept saying, "Brother! Don't pull me, I have to give these two boys some color!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Jun let go of his hand, motioned to Jiang Mo and the others to leave, and said, "Okay, you go! No matter how you fight, I promise not to stop you!"

Jiang Mo leaned forward but didn't move his feet. He kept saying, "Brother, don't stop me... don't stop me!"

Qianjun gave Jiang Mo a blow on the back of his head and kicked him again, telling him to leave quickly.

Jiangmo rubbed the back of his head and muttered, "Brother, you didn't help me and you hit me!"

Qianjun looked at this younger brother from the same mother. He was obviously tall and handsome, but why did he deserve to be beaten when he spoke!

Weilan went to the contestant channel to wait for the appearance, while the rest of the people were waiting in the audience.When Weilan left, everyone patted her shoulder. Guangling still held Weilan's cloak in her hand, and then arranged her hair, "Don't be nervous, you are the best!"

Qingluan softened his eyebrows and said, "Alan, come on!"

The lion smiled and said, "If you win, come out and treat me to a meal!"

Qianjun was relatively calm, "Be careful!"

Jiang Mo slapped Wei Lan harder than the others. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't lose! Otherwise I won't be able to spare you and Guang Ling!"

Weilan glared at him when he heard this, then turned and walked towards the arena.

The host of the competition returns to the arena and announces the next game!

"Dear viewers! The long-awaited personal competition is about to begin!"

"Powerful attack type soul master! Weilan! Fight against agility attack type soul master! Feng Xiaotian!"

The people present were in an uproar. Feng Xiaotian and the others knew it, but where did this Wei Lan come from?

At the Divine Wind Academy, Feng Xiaotian was also very confused. The girl was very strange. He was sure that she was not from the Tiandou Empire!