The swordsman who started as Douluo

The next morning, the sunshine was exceptionally warm, the sky was cloudless, and even the wind was exceptionally gentle.

Everyone got up early. Today's game basically determines the winner of the championship, so everyone is looking forward to it and paying attention to it.

Long Tianquan and Ning Rongrong walked in front, followed by Chen Xin, Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi. During the conversation, the three of them would glance at the two people in front of them intentionally or unintentionally.

The two little guys who were originally only waist high have grown up in the blink of an eye. One is tall and handsome, the other is slim. The more they look at each other, the more they seem to match each other.

"By the way, Tianquan and Rongrong have reached the age of marriage, right?"

Chen Xin changed the topic and suddenly said: "After I see the sect, we can discuss the wedding date!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and shook his head, saying: "This matter cannot be rushed. Besides, the children are already old, so it is up to them to decide!"

Gu Rong also felt that it was reasonable, so he looked at Chen Xin and said: "Old swordsman, the children are not anxious, why are you anxious? You should find one for yourself first, you are still alone at your age!"

"How can this matter be related to me? Don't you want to have grandchildren?"

"I think so, but I'm not as anxious as you are!"

"Hey...Old Bones, why do I feel that you are so aggressive when talking today?"

Gu Rong snorted coldly and was about to speak.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly said: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, let's say a few words less, so as not to lose etiquette in front of the juniors."

After Ning Fengzhi intervened and reconciled, Gu Rong gave up.

After a while, Ning Fengzhi said with emotion: "This competition is really exciting, there are four soul kings."

"In a time of great strife, countless talented people will emerge, and one person will surely take the lead!"

The five of them arrived at the Soul Fighting Field all the way, and there were already people waiting on the sidelines.

After parting ways with the four of them, Long Tianquan came to the location of Tiandou's people alone.

"Boss!"

Everyone in Tiandou Team 2 looked at Long Tianquan with excitement. A year ago, Long Tianquan had said that he would lead them to win the championship. They were not convinced yet. They thought that reaching the top eight and the top four would be great. I didn’t expect that we would actually come to this point today.

Long Tianquan looked at their eagerness to try and said with a smile: "I'm a little sick today. Tianyu, you can arrange the tactics. Come on!"

"what……!"

Several people's expressions changed when they heard this, and they all said in horror: "Boss, why are you uncomfortable?"

"Boss, please stop! Ouch... Aren't we going to be killed if we go up there?"

Everyone gathered around, looking left and right to examine Long Tianquan's body!

Yu Tianheng walked up with a smile and said jokingly: "Your captain worked too hard last night and injured his waist and kidneys. Without the elixir to replenish the kidneys, we can't help him!"

Without saying a word, Kelaifu immediately took out several boxes of pills from the soul guide ring.

"Boss, this is particularly good for replenishing the kidneys. Eat it now!"

"Yes, yes, there is not enough for me. I still have it here. Nothing will happen to you, boss!"

Long Tianquan looked at everyone unintentionally and said with disgust: "Okay, okay, you believe whatever he says. You really have no judgment. How can your boss get sick with such a strong body? Besides, nothing can happen to him. There is no way something is wrong with my waist and kidneys, they are in great condition!”

Everyone was relieved when they heard that Long Tianquan was okay. The so-called concern was chaos. When they heard that Long Tianquan was injured, they immediately panicked and had no time to distinguish the truth of the matter.

People from Tiandou's team also gathered around and said with a smile: "Brother Long, are you confident in facing the Wuhundian team?"

Long Tianquan waved his hand, "There is a problem, but it's not a big problem. It's just that I always feel that something unexpected will happen. It's impossible for Wuhun Palace to give up the championship so easily."

Yu Tianheng smiled and said, "What else can go wrong? The soul skills of the three soul kings have all been exposed. Can the remaining four soul sects still pose a threat to you?"

Long Tianquan shook his head and thought: "The Soul Sect is nothing, I'm just afraid that the three Soul Kings have some trump cards!"

"Then you don't have any trump cards? I won't believe it even if you beat me to death!"

Long Tianquan smiled and said with relief: "That's right, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. They have trump cards, and I, Long Tianquan, also have one, so I'm worried about the ball!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone was chatting and laughing, like a collective, and time passed in a burst of laughter.

"Today's match will pit Team Tiandou 2 against Team Wuhundian! Players from both sides please be prepared!"

"coming!"

All the eyes of the audience were focused on the two teams. With their ultimate personal strength and near-perfect teamwork, who was the strongest.

Long Tianquan slowly stepped onto the stage, looking back and forth between the seven people.

"After watching your game for so long, everyone still doesn't recognize each other. How about we introduce each other?"

The seven people looked at each other, and Xie Yue took a step forward. The soul power around her body fluctuated sharply, and said: "Xie Yue, the fifty-level attack type battle soul king, the martial soul moon-blade scimitar!"

Hu Liena also took a step forward, her voice full of charm: "Hu Liena, fifty-level control type war spirit king, martial spirit fox!"

"Yan, the fifty-level attack spirit king, the martial spirit flame lord!"

"Yun Hongchen is a level 49 attack spirit king with a three-legged golden toad.

Song Mingde, a forty-seventh-level control-type fighting soul sect, has a nine-section cold spirit whip.

Luo Xuan, a forty-ninth level agility attack type fighting spirit sect, a martial spirit golden waist flying eagle.

Xie Hesui, a forty-eighth level auxiliary fighting soul sect, has a golden scepter of martial soul. "

Long Tianquan nodded, seven different kinds of martial arts flashing in front of his eyes. The cultivation level of everyone here is similar to that of Yu Tianheng. They are truly worthy of being the golden generation of the Spirit Hall!

A sword intent soared into the sky, the wind was raging around him, and the corners of his clothes were flying in the wind.

"Long Tianquan, the sixty-level agility and strength fighting spirit king, the martial spirit Tianyuan Sword!"

Seeing the surprised looks on the seven people's faces, Long Tianquan said angrily: "Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Who stipulates that soul rings must be absorbed after a breakthrough?"

The corner of Hu Liena's mouth twitched, and after a long time she said: "You are really... strange!"

Long Tianquan smiled and said, "If you want to say something weird, just say it and change the word temporarily!"

Although Hu Liena didn't want to admit it, the man in front of her always felt so oppressive.

"However, we are prepared!"

Seeing the other party's confident smile, Long Tianquan felt more and more that the other party must be cheating!

"Game start!"

Long Tianquan's figure flashed and suddenly appeared next to the auxiliary soul master.

However, the opponent had already expected, "Hell Lava Rush!" Yan released his soul skills around Xie Hesui without hesitation, forcing Long Tianquan back in one fell swoop!

Just as Long Tianquan was about to retreat, his consciousness suddenly became trance-like.

"Soul Bone Skill, Mental Impact!"