Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 121 The terrifying Shang An

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 121 The terrifying Shang An

In the past few days, he had not found anyone as good as Tang San, so he could only lower his requirements and see if he could find a few soul masters with seven or eight levels of innate soul power as his apprentices, but those people were filled with disgust when they saw him.

When he wanted to accept a disciple, his face was full of disgust, and he scolded him for wishful thinking, which made Yu Xiaogang's fat body quiver with anger.

But he couldn't defeat those students, and Flanders was not willing to expel those students for him.

That's why Yu Xiaogang was so surprised and anxious when he learned that Tang San was back.

This was really his only hope to clear his name. Fortunately, Tang San lived up to his expectations and really found the inheritance of the gods.

Tang San's face was also flushed, as if he had seen himself standing on the top of the continent, with the Wuhun Palace destroyed by his wave of his hand, and both the master and the disciple fell into lust.

It took a long time to come back to reality.

"Xiao San, the champion of this continent-wide soul master competition must be you." Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San excitedly, the inheritor of the gods, wouldn't it be easy for a being like this to win the championship?

If Tang San led the team to win the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition, wouldn't he be able to get rid of the reputation of a waste in advance? After all, he could teach a Continental Elite Soul Master Competition champion. Who dares to say that he is a waste?

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He wants to tell the teachers of the Advanced Soul Master Academy that your students are not as good as my students. I, Yu Xiaogang, am the real number one in the world of martial arts theory.

It's just that he never thought that the students of those teachers were all taught in one class, and there was no situation where those who were not evil geniuses would not teach.

"Don't worry, teacher, I am determined to win this championship." Tang San was full of fighting spirit. Having received the inheritance from the gods, he was so high-spirited that all the heroes in the world were just local chickens and wagyu.

"But mistress, you can't be careless." Thinking of the terrifying strength of Wuhun Palace, Yu Xiaogang said slightly solemnly: "There are a few soul master teams that still need to be paid attention to."

"Tian Dou Royal Team and Star Luo Royal Team are both strong teams in the competition. The most terrifying one is Wuhun Palace's soul master team. Three of them are known as the golden generation. With the foundation of Wuhun Palace, I suspect that some of them may

There is a strong soul king."

Yu Xiaogang sighed slightly when he talked about the Wuhundian team. When he was young, that person was also a member of the Wuhundian team, and he was the most outstanding one. Unfortunately, it has passed.

"Soul King?" The fighting spirit in Tang San's eyes became stronger. So what about the Soul King? Can he block his Tang Clan's hidden weapon? After returning from that place of inheritance, he had robbed the rich and helped the poor and killed several people.

He was a short-sighted soul master who bought a lot of materials and made many Tang Sect hidden weapons. It can be said that he was well prepared.

Moreover, he is no longer the useless martial spirit he once was. The fourth ring of ten thousand years has not appeared even in the teacher's theory. I asked who else has it besides him, who else!

Tang San didn't know the rules of the game yet and thought that like the spirit fighting game, hidden weapons could be used in this game.

"As long as you have confidence." Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with a smile on his face. This was the disciple he had trained so hard, so naturally he was not comparable to those mediocre geniuses.

Although he, Yu Xiaogang, can be called the most useless soul master and can only bully ordinary people, his disciples will definitely be invincible beings in the same realm. After all, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters.

On the second day,

Ning Fengzhi sat in the reserved box and drank tea quietly. Sword Douluo beside her was a little impatient.

"That kid, what's going on? You actually let the two of us wait here."

"Uncle Jian, don't worry." Although Ning Fengzhi felt a little uncomfortable, he was the leader of a sect after all, so he wouldn't be angry over such a small thing.

"snort."

Sword Douluo has decided to teach that boy who disrespects the senior a lesson.

Not long after,

The box door was pushed open.

A man wearing a mask appeared, and his excellent temperament made Ning Fengzhi's eyes light up.

"Haha, sorry, I'm late."

Shang An walked in with a smile, nodded slightly to Ning Fengzhi, and then sat down directly opposite him.

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows, and Sword Douluo's face turned dark. What does this kid think of himself as, a Titled Douluo? Doesn't he look like a junior when he neglects them like this?

"Dad, Grandpa Jian."

Ning Rongrong also walked in shortly after, and when they saw Ning Fengzhi, they immediately stepped forward to say hello happily.

"Rongrong is here too."

Sword Douluo suddenly became smiling, looking like a kindly elder.

"This, young master, is the friend you mentioned Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi tilted his head slightly toward Shang An.

"Yes." Ning Rongrong said that she unilaterally admitted that Shang An was her friend, "Dad, let me tell you, Shang An is a soul saint, and how old do you think he is?"

Soul Saint! Ning Fengzhi was shocked. This young man was actually so strong. Although he was a little arrogant just now, he did have the capital.

"Well, I guess twenty-five years old?" Ning Fengzhi said with some uncertainty.

In fact, he wanted to say he was older, but the youthful aura exuding from Shang An's body made it possible for him to be twelve years old.

"Guess again." Ning Rongrong blinked, her smile not diminishing. It seems that even the wise father sometimes can't guess correctly.

"Could it be that he is twenty years old?" Ning Fengzhi said with a slightly trembling voice. If this young man is really a twenty-year-old soul saint, then becoming a titled Douluo is definitely a certainty and stepping into the legendary peerless Douluo.

It's not impossible, no, I should say it's very possible.

Ning Rongrong shook her head again.

"Hiss~" Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo gasped at the same time.

"Rongrong, you should tell dad. Dad really doesn't dare to guess anymore."

Ning Rongrong smiled and said with some pride:

"Then let me tell you, Shang An is only thirteen years old now."

"Hiss~"

The whole room became a little warmer. Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They were as disbelieving as Ning Rongrong before, and even thought that Ning Rongrong had been deceived.

Shang An quietly watched Ning Rongrong pretending to be cool in his seat.

"Impossible! Rongrong, have you been deceived by this kid?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and regained his composure. A thirteen-year-old soul saint? He started practicing at the age of six and reached tenth level in a year? Isn't this a joke?

Sword Douluo looked at Shang An with sharp eyes, obviously thinking of him as the kind of liar who deceived little girls.

"Dad, I didn't lie to you. What I told you is the truth." Seeing that Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin didn't believe it, Ning Rongrong explained hastily.

But now both of them felt that Ning Rongrong was bewitched by Shang An, and looked at Shang An with a somewhat evil look.

"Boy, you are so brave. You dare to deceive me, the young master of Qibao Glazed Sect."

Sword Douluo released his nine soul rings, and an ancient giant sword with a length of two meters, a blade half a foot wide, and a clear blue body appeared like a crystal carving. The soul power pressure belonging to the peak Douluo attacked Shang An,

He had long wanted to teach this boy a lesson.

"Be bold!"

The neon phoenix appeared at the right time, the same nine spirit rings shone, a phoenix cry sounded, and the holy fire phoenix spirit emerged.

The powerful soul power pressure of level 98 instantly suppressed Chen Xin's pressure.

"This, this realm!"

Chen Xin's face turned pale and his eyes shrank suddenly. He had never felt that there was someone hiding in the dark before. Moreover, this person's aura was several times more powerful than his father in his impression. How could it be possible!

His father was a level 97 peak Douluo, even more powerful than his father. He was a level 98 or level 99 peerless Douluo. Why had he never heard of such a powerful person, and how could he be with this kid?

Seeing that Chen Xin was shocked, Shang An smiled lightly. Nihuang is now a level 98 peak Douluo, but having practiced the Nine Levels of Fire and Phoenix Art, she is not necessarily weaker than Qian Daoliu. Beating a level 96 Chen Xin is definitely

easy.

It can be said that if the agreement is not reached this time, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin can prepare to leave their lives here today.

"I have met your Majesty. Uncle Jian is just happy to see you. He wants to test the younger generation and hopes that your Majesty will forgive you."

Seeing that Sword Douluo's face became increasingly pale as he was suppressed by Nihuang's soul power, Ning Fengzhi quickly said to Nihuang.

Nihuang glanced at him and didn't answer. Except for Shang An, no matter who asked for mercy, it was useless.

"Shang An, please let Grandpa Jian go." Ning Rongrong also began to plead.

"Nihuang, it's okay, stop." Shang An waved his hand, and Nihuang stopped the pressure in time.

Ning Fengzhi was shocked. Although he didn't know how strong Nihuang was, it was obvious that he was a stronger person than Uncle Jian. How could such a strong person obey orders from a young man, and he seemed a bit well-behaved?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

Such a strong man must be arrogant, and this young man should be his junior.

However, Ning Fengzhi also began to believe that the thirteen-year-old soul saint that Ning Rongrong said might be true. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the power was, it would be impossible for a peak Douluo who was the sect's foundation to protect the Tao. You must know that even if

Ning Rongrong only sent two soul saints to protect him secretly.

Although part of the reason is that with Ning Rongrong's status, few people dare to make wrong ideas, but more importantly, it is because even in the Qibao Glazed Sect, Contra is a rare existence and is the most powerful elder of the sect. Even though he is

The sect master cannot give orders at will.

This is already the case with Contra, let alone Titled Douluo.

Sword Douluo calmed down the soul power in his body, and his pale face recovered a bit. He took a deep look at Nihuang. His momentum alone could suppress him to this point. In a real fight, he might not be able to take more than a few moves.

Which force does such a terrifying person belong to? Could it be the high priest of Wuhun Palace, but the high priest is said to be a man!

(End of chapter)