Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 164 The Sword of Creation! Tang Wutong, beware!

"Just kidding, this guy only has a food-type martial spirit, which is pretty useless to me."

Zi Jun rarely made fun of others and saw Caitou's depressed look.

Zi Jun changed the topic and looked at Huo Yuhao and the others.

"That's true for me, but his martial spirit... has miraculous effects on you."

Looking at Zijun whining, Qian Renxue's curiosity was aroused and she couldn't help but urge.

"Oh! You should hurry up and say it! Why don't you let Caitou speak for himself?"

After shaking Zi Jun's arm, Qian Renxue was about to speak, then paused and looked at He Caitou.

The latter scratched his shiny head with a silly smile, and it was difficult for him to talk about his martial spirit.

"Why don't you say it, I... my martial spirit is too bad."

He looked around at the few people cautiously, with a look of resistance on He Caitou's face.

At this time, He Caitou just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in, because the soul skill spell was really embarrassing!

A hint of wariness rose in her heart, if Zijun was really what she thought.

Hearing that the other four soul skills were to be demonstrated, He Caitou immediately refused.

"Don't worry! We are professionally trained, and we won't laugh even if it's funny!"

Listening to everyone's laughter, Caitou's face turned red and he subconsciously looked at Xiaoxiao.

——This martial spirit is more powerful than my father’s Haotian Hammer!

Tang Wutong couldn't help but take Huo Yuhao's hand and ran towards the outside of the training ground.

Zijun couldn't help it first, leaning back and lying on the ground laughing.

"In that case...then you guys have to promise not to make fun of me!"

"The fourth soul skill! I have a thin cigar!"

"Tang Wutong looks very anxious? Is there something important?"

After running out of the training ground, Huo Yuhao pulled Tang Wutong's hand away in confusion and asked.

From a young age, the leader of Anluo had instilled in her the ideas.

"The four of them are not bad in nature, but their perceptions have been distorted by others. Let's go! Let's go and see how the food in the cafeteria tastes."

Not only was he hostile to the Anluo Empire for no reason, he once wanted to destroy the Anluo Empire!

Turning to look at the three girls, Zi Jun shook his head and smiled, then walked towards the college cafeteria with his arms around the three of them.

"The number one soul skill! I have a thick cigar!"

Tang Wutong had no way of knowing that his father was an evil soul master.

Caitou felt much better now.

The whole body of the sword is glowing with dazzling golden light!

Nodding, Xiaoxiao and Caitou walked out of the training ground side by side.

But the curiosity aroused in a few people could not be dispelled by him in just a few words.

After firing four soul skills in a row, He Caitou's entire face turned red!

"What's wrong with you? Ever since Brother Zi released his martial spirit, you've been very nervous."

He Caitou scratched his head in confusion and muttered as he looked at the two people's retreating figures.

Patting He Caitou on the shoulder, Zi Jun reminded him with a smile.

"The third soul skill! I have a long cigar!"

If we really count, the four Zijuns can be considered as the ancestors of the four of them!

"You two should also go back and see you tomorrow at the college competition."

The other four people all stared at Zi Jun with expectant eyes.

"Stop! You will make fun of me again later..."

If it weren't for her father, the leader of Anluo, who fought tooth and nail to resist!

"My martial spirit is quite special. It is a weapon martial spirit, but it also possesses other martial spirit attributes."

The Anluo Empire may have long since disappeared in the long river of history.

"Aren't you professionally trained? Just bully honest people! That's not my talent!"

After receiving Zijun's assurance, Caitou began to display his martial spirit.

Tang Wutong stared at the dish and patiently advised.

Tang Wutong covered his mouth and laughed when he heard Caitou's spell, and Huo Yuhao on the side did the same.

Born in the Wuhun Empire, although the two of them could not be called enemies in their lives, they could never be friends.

"Just show me Caitou, we will be teammates from now on! We need to understand each other."

certainly!

And the so-called martial spirit in his hand is just the Sword of Creation obtained after merging with the Creation Godhead!

Looking at the golden "Weapon Martial Spirit" in Zijun's hand, Huo Yuhao and the others were shocked!

Just because the aura emanating from this sword is really terrifying!

It's like facing...a real god!

Noble and holy!

"Hahaha! Caitou, your spell... is too bad!"

Only He Caitou and Xiaoxiao were left who didn't know why.

Zi Jun raised his hand and patted Caitou on the shoulder and assured him.

Caitou said to everyone seriously, looking at Caitou's serious expression.

The smile is much more reserved.

After all, the four of them will be a team in the future, and it is indeed necessary to understand each other.

Only the three daughters of Qian Renxue and Xiaoxiao were compared to the three of them.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zi Jun still had a smile on his face, and then he restrained his smile and asked.

"Brother Zi, the four of them may be from the Wuhun Empire, or they may even be descendants of the empire's top officials."

As for the reason... of course it was Zi Jun and the others, who were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand upright.

As for Tang Wutong's little thoughts, Zijun and the others saw through them at a glance.

"How about you tell everyone what their effects are, and also show you the other four soul skills?"

"Brother Zi, where is your martial spirit? What does it look like?"

What's more, facing the four young people who have not yet matured their minds, the four Zijuns have a clear conscience.

Looking at the people who were laughing, Caitou argued with reason.

Could it be that... Brother Zi is a descendant of Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in the Wuhun Empire?

Tang Wutong, who has experienced a lot since childhood, after seeing the martial arts displayed by Zi Jun.

The latter was seen covering his mouth and laughing, but his laughter and expression did not show any sign of ridicule.

Turning to look at Huo Yuhao, Tang Wutong approached him and explained in a low voice.

A few minutes passed, and a serious voice came from the training ground!

"Except for Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong, the other two are fine. What are Xiaojun going to do?"

Holding the Qingling Mirror in her hand, Gu Yuena looked as usual, turned to look at Zi Jun and asked.

"The second soul skill! I have a big cigar!"

"The fifth soul skill! I have a golden cigar!"

"Well, now that everyone knows each other, Huo Yuhao and I will go back first. See you in the competition!"

The Wuhun Empire is completely narrow-minded, self-righteous and self-righteous.

As he spoke, Zi Jun summoned a golden sword!

There is a pair of golden wings on the hilt of the sword, and a blood-red gemstone is embedded between the wings!

"Pfft hahaha!" The spell on Caitou had just finished.

Hold your breath and concentrate! Caitou spread his right palm with a serious look on his face and muttered something.

Huo Yuhao looked at Zi Jun curiously, except Qian Renxue.

Hearing the words "descendants of high-level people in the Wuhun Empire", Huo Yuhao finally understood Tang Wutong's behavior.

"But...but Brother Zi and the other four don't look like bad people, do they?"

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Huo Yuhao revealed all the words he had buried in his heart for a long time.

"Just because they are from the Spirit Empire, do we have to hate them?"

(End of chapter)