The swordsman who started as Douluo

With a "clang" sound, Long Tianquan's sword struck a protective shield, and the entire palm of his hand was shaken to the point of pain.

Long Tianquan naturally spent 10% of his efforts. He knew that although he could leapfrog the Soul Sect and challenge the Soul Sect, there was nothing he could do when facing the Soul Sage.

"If I can't beat you, can't I still disgust you?"

Adhering to this idea, Long Tianquan continued to verbally mock Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Zhao! You, a soul saint, don't have any soul skills? You are reluctant to use them no matter what. Are you really a paper tiger?"

Zhao Wuji constantly judged Long Tianquan's movement trajectory, but how could Long Tianquan wait for him to figure it out before fighting?

"Since you don't have soul skills, Teacher Zhao, then I'm going to use soul skills!"

"The third soul skill is the fusion of man and sword."

After using the combination of human and sword, Long Tianquan's overall combat power increased by several levels, and he no longer used ordinary attacks.

"The first soul skill, sword slashing!"

The sword blades struck Zhao Wuji as if they were free of charge. Zhao Wuji suddenly felt that the defensive pressure was even greater.

"Teacher Zhao, you are sweating! What's going on? Is it too hot? Does Soul Saint sweat too?"

"Teacher Zhao, don't you like to take action? But you, a soul saint, fought very fiercely before. Could it be that it's not possible anymore? No, no, no. Teacher Zhao, you are young and strong, why are you so young? What if it doesn’t work?”

Seeing that Long Tianquan could not figure out the movement patterns of Long Tianquan for a long time, and he was constantly yin and yang himself on the side. There was not a single curse word in every sentence, but it was very disgusting just listening to it. And in every sentence, he has to mention that he is a soul saint, as if he is afraid that others will not know.

After Zhao Wuji endured Long Tianquan's verbal abuse for several minutes, his defense was stable, but his defense was already broken.

Zhao Wuji said angrily: "You bastard, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement."

"The fifth soul skill, gravity squeezing."

Two soul rings came down in succession, and Long Tianquan's speed instantly slowed down.

However, Long Tianquan also reacted very quickly, taking off the four heavy rings on his body at this moment. When the four heavy rings fell to the ground, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the whole ground shook.

However, this momentary gap was still captured by Zhao Wuji.

"The fourth soul skill, positioning tracking."

Long Tianquan chuckled, "It's too late, Teacher Zhao. I guess you only have this mobile soul skill. You still need such a long time to prepare, so you can't catch me!"

Therefore, in the following time, Long Tianquan resisted Zhao Wuji's gravity soul skills and continued to output. Of course, the verbal output was still the main force.

Everyone on the sidelines was dumbfounded, and even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but say: "He is really..."

Ning Rongrong laughed and said: "He is really cheap, Zhao Wuji must be so angry that he will die of anger!"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Long Tianquan who was changing back and forth and said, "But his speed is really fast. Compared with him, my speed is too slow!"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment and said, "Rongrong, may I have a heartfelt request?"

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Zhao Wuji was so angry at this time that he almost lost his mind under Long Tianquan's verbal output. Body: Intact! ;Heart: full of holes!

When Long Tianquan faced Zhao Wuji, he used all the moves he knew. After all, who would reject a Soul Saint who can't move as a sparring partner?

Just when Zhao Wuji was about to explode, Long Tianquan noticed his change, picked up Ning Rongrong and ran away without hesitation.

"Teacher Zhao! You really deserve the title of Fudo Myoyo, you are awesome!"

After finishing speaking, just as Zhao Wuji was about to speak, Long Tianquan and Ning Rongrong disappeared. Zhao Wuji was full of anger and had no place to vent. Who understands this feeling, family members?

Seeing Zhao Wuji's angry face, the people around him also quietly ran away.

"It's so frustrating, so fucking frustrating!"

After a long time, Zhao Wuji punched the ground so hard that the whole village could feel the movement.

A figure flew over, looked at the furious Zhao Wuji and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Are you so angry?"

Zhao Wuji was very depressed. He couldn't say that he had been tricked by a soul master!

"It's nothing, it's just that the ground looks uncomfortable!"

Flanders smiled and said, "Do I still know you? I can guess it even if you don't tell me. Is it because you were defeated by those freshmen?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly realized, yes, is that guy a new student?

And Long Tianquan, the initiator of all this, had already brought Ning Rongrong to the city.

"I'll take you to the city lord for treatment later. After the treatment, we can take a walk around the city, okay?"

"Uh-huh!"

Long Tianquan looked at Ning Rongrong who was hanging on him like an octopus, and asked doubtfully: "Can you come down now?"

Ning Rongrong said confidently: "I am injured, I am an injured person."

Long Tianquan sighed and said helplessly: "Then I'll carry you on my back!"

Ning Rongrong immediately happily climbed onto Long Tianquan's back and asked, "Why don't you go to Qibao Shop to find someone to treat you?"

Long Tianquan then explained: "You are stupid! If you go there for treatment today, you won't be able to see Zhao Wuji tomorrow. Don't you know how much my master and Elder Gu dote on you? And I heard that the lord of Soto City But for a healing Soul Saint, it would be better if she comes to treat it."

Ning Rongrong suddenly realized it, and then he laughed out loud when he thought of Zhao Wuji, a soul saint who was bullied.

"I'm laughing so hard that he, a soul saint, is being teased by you!"

Long Tianquan also smiled and explained: "He hasn't even opened his martial soul true body, so he has already left it to me. However, if he opens his martial soul true body, I will take you and run away. How dare I, a little Soul Lord, make a mistake in front of the Soul Saint!"

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By the time the two came back from Soto City, it was already late at night. After seeing off Ning Rongrong, Long Tianquan walked back to his house leisurely.

However, there is a person standing there admiring the moon in his yard. Judging from the performance, it is not Zao Wuji.

"Uncle, why are you standing in my yard?"

The man pushed up his glasses and said in a pretentious manner: "You hurt me, the vice-president of Shrek Academy, so I can't come to your yard?"

Long Tianquan looked at the person in front of him and soon guessed his identity.

"Dean Flanders, do you think I, a soul master, can hurt a soul saint? Moreover, he actually hurt Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong is a top-notch person to my master and others, and they are afraid of holding it in their hands. If you let my master and the others know about it, Zhao Wuji will really not be able to survive, let alone whether your Shrek can continue!"

Flanders looked at Long Tianquan carefully and asked slowly: "Are you...that Long Tianquan?"

Long Tianquan nodded, and Flanders laughed, "I'm still curious, who can make Zao Wuji so angry, so it's you!"

Flender smiled, "That's okay, I'm just here to see you. Do you want to join our Shrek Academy?"

Long Tianquan smiled, then shook his head.

Flanders was slightly disappointed, "Okay, I won't force you to go to bed early."

After saying that, the person left.

Long Tianquan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why Flanders came here in the middle of the night was not just to see him. Fortunately, the words "Sword Dao Chen Xin" were important enough to prevent the worst from happening.

Long Tianquan looked at the bright moon in the sky and murmured: "It's still too weak. We have to rely on Master's reputation to protect us!"