Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

For three whole months, they had experienced what devil training was. Even Tang Ling had to say that the master was cruel enough.

In several battles every day, there must be battle practice between him and eight other people. In the early stage, he could easily crush them, but later on, the battle became more difficult. Their cooperation gradually became tacit, and they did not give Tang Ling a chance to break through one by one. , without exposing other martial spirits, blood sacrifices and little golden retrievers, draws are the norm, and occasionally one or two losses.

Various weight-bearing runs, mountain climbing, and physical training were all done, which meant that Ma Hongjun didn't need to deal with the evil fire for three months, and Tang San didn't have any time to make hidden weapons.

But the good thing is that the physical fitness of the nine people has increased a lot, and the food is so good that the college is almost going to be broke.

Tang Ling's already precocious face became more angular, and his eyes were still deep, but the sense of alienation from others was missing.

The nine Shrek people often eat and sleep together, and they can really sleep on the floor.

Finally, after three months of intense training, the nine people finally took a seven-day holiday.

Tang San didn't know where he found the blacksmith to help him prepare the parts of each hidden weapon, and he just had to assemble it himself.

In the evening, Tang Ling and Ning Weilan stood by the river. The two could be considered good friends. After three months of supporting each other, they were more like comrades-in-arms, sharing the same difficulties.

"Your martial soul and mine can resonate. Tang Ling, do you want to try the martial soul fusion technique?" Ning Weilan turned around and said softly.

The reason why she pays special attention to Tang Ling is because her martial soul resonates with Tang Ling. It is very difficult for two people to achieve the fusion of martial souls. Correspondingly, the power of martial soul fusion skills is also huge.

Just like Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul fusion skills, the Netherworld White Tiger can far exceed the strength of the same level.

Tang Ling nodded, "The first release of the martial soul fusion skill will consume a lot of our soul power. Its power will not be small. Are you sure you want to try it?"

"Try it, otherwise you will be sorry for the compatibility of our martial souls."

The two held hands. Tang Ling's hands were different from those of his peers. They were rough, dry, and warm. She felt safe holding his hand. Ning Weilan couldn't help but blush.

The two closed their eyes, and their souls slowly merged. A pair of golden unicorn and phoenix phantoms appeared behind them. Miraculously, the two phantoms slowly opened their eyes. One was powerful and domineering, and the other was noble. Holy, they slowly merge together.

Qilin has a pair of golden wings on its back, and the golden lines on its body are more obvious. On its forehead is the mark of a phoenix. With it as the center, trees are broken, lakes are surging, and the overlord aura makes Shrek teachers and students face a powerful enemy, and they rush as fast as possible. Coming through a broken window.

It roared so loudly that it was deafening. Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai and other beast spirit masters all felt the suppression from the spirit bloodline.

Flanders pushed up his glasses with a look of disbelief on his face, "Another martial soul fusion skill..."

"The fusion of phoenix and unicorn, what is that?" Zhao Wuji looked up at the giant beast, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, slightly helpless, "I can feel that the power of Brother Ling and Wei Lan's martial soul fusion skills is far more powerful than that of our Netherworld White Tiger."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded. He had no choice but to admit this. His chest was beating rapidly. The suppression of his blood was irresistible.

Tang Ling quickly released the fusion state and consumed most of his soul power. Ning Weilan's physique was not as good as Tang Ling's, and her soul power was drained all of a sudden, making her unable to support her body.

Tang Ling hugged her and walked out from under the shadow.

"Are you okay?" Tang Ling asked worriedly.

Ning Weilan shook her head, indicating that she was fine, she just lost strength all of a sudden.

"Brother, what's the name of your spirit fusion skill?" Tang San stepped forward. Regarding Tang Ling's affairs, Tang San was still as curious as ever.

Tang Ling and Ning Weilan looked at each other and said without agreement, "The emperor is supreme."

"Awesome, such a domineering name." Oscar's eyes were full of little stars. When would he have his own martial soul fusion skill, and then give it a loud and bright name.

The master stepped forward with a smile on his stiff face, "Don't use your martial soul fusion skills lightly. When the soul master competition comes, this will be a trump card."

Tang Ling glanced at him but didn't respond. He had never recognized the master as Tang San's teacher. As far as he was concerned, he had already overturned several of his theories. He didn't refute him, just for the sake of Tang San. For San's sake, that's all.

The teachers left. Tang Ling looked at Ma Hongjun's swollen face, pointed, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Who did it?"

When Tang Ling asked, Ma Hongjun suddenly became angry and covered his face, "Damn it, that bastard!"

"What's going on?" Tang Ling frowned.

Anyone who is familiar with Tang Ling knows that he is angry. He protects his shortcomings, and of course he only protects people he recognizes. Ma Hongjun and the others fall within this range.

Ma Hongjun felt a little aggrieved, "It's so shameful to be beaten by a wretched uncle! It's so shameful!"

"Fat man, you didn't get beaten because you were jealous, right?" Oscar stepped forward and gave him a sausage.

Ma Hongjun took it over unceremoniously, and then relieved the injury on his face.

"What are you jealous of? Young master, I just scream when I see injustice! Brother Ling, you have to make the decision for me. Look at my handsome face, which is distorted by the beating." Ma Hongjun cried sadly, Tang Ling was everyone's favorite now. The backbone, I always go to him if anything happens.

"Hahaha, what's going on? Why don't you tell me first?" Oscar laughed unkindly.

"It's all heroes who turn into beauties out of anger..." Ma Hongjun sighed.

"It's finally a holiday. I have to go find the goddess sister I met two days ago to get in touch with each other. Who would have known that such a scoundrel would show up halfway."

After Ma Hongjun's narration, everyone finally knew the cause and effect, and it was all the beauty's fault.

Dai Mubai raised his eyebrows, "So, you started fighting with him?"

"Of course, you can't live up to beauty and delicious food!" Ma Hongjun patted his chest.

Then he sighed again, "But, who knew that this guy turned out to be a four-ring soul sect, and then it became like this, ah, right! The most disgusting thing is that he also stepped on me in front of everyone. Get over it!"

"Brother Ling, Third Brother, Boss Dai, you have to make the decision for me, brother!" Ma Hongjun felt aggrieved and covered his face with one hand, feeling unbearable pain.

"What's his name?" Tang Ling asked.

"It seemed like he was unhappy, but later I found out that that guy was a well-known villain in this area. He did some lawless things all day long, and he also liked to tease young and beautiful girls. Ordinary people are no match for a soul master."

Dai Mubai punched the table, "A soul master who relies on his own merits and abilities all day long to do things like bullying men and dominating women is simply the scum of the world!"

"That's right, you still hurt the fat man like this!" Oscar also said angrily.

"As a soul master, it's really shameful to bully the weak." Tang San's face turned cold.

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