Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 303 Preliminary knockout, Mu Heguang wins!

The referee is Ghost Douluo,

Because on average the cultivation level of this group of participating soul masters is level sixty or seventy,

Without a Titled Douluo,

I really can't control them.

Yuan Ling'er didn't know that her father was involved in the faction war in Wuhun Hall again. What she was looking forward to was to see who from Yuanmen would fight against him.

After all, this is the first battle,

If any sect loses, it will be humiliated in Douluo Continent.

Representing the Holy Dragon Sect was the son of their young sect leader, Tuoba Dui.

That is, Tuoba Xi’s grandchildren.

"Hahaha, my Ali is still better than your little Duozi." Hu Yanzhen laughed like an elephant, deafening.

"Haha, although your Ali is strong, he still doesn't have the support of his brothers and sisters. The children in my family are all friendly."

Tuoba Xi sarcastically mocked Hu Yanzhen.

Although because of Yuan Xunlu, Yuan Ling'er couldn't bear to look at the words "father's kindness, son's filial piety" and "brother, friend and brother's respect".

But what cannot be ignored is that, in addition to filial sons like Yuan Xunlu, there are really filial sons in the family.

Brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao are the best examples.

Shenglong Sect also allows tutoring.

"Come on, Sister Mu!"

The first person from the Yuan Sect to appear was Mu Heguang from the Absolute Sword Spirit.

Everyone in the Yuan Clan cheered for Mu Heguang. As a secretive elder sister in the Yuan Clan, Mu Heguang's actual strength is still an unsolved mystery.

On the side of the Holy Dragon Sect, a young man of short stature appeared, it was Tuoba Dui.

At this time, the people watching the battle from a distance were already making noises, and many people even placed bets.

"Individual knockout matches will end until one party loses combat effectiveness or admits defeat, or the referee will decide the outcome. Try not to injure the opponent. Do you understand?"

Ghost Douluo said to both parties in a deep voice.

"Understood."

Tuoba Dui, who represented the Holy Dragon Sect, looked fierce.

Although Tuoba Blacksmith's talent is not good, the resources of the Holy Dragon Sect to train disciples are still good.

Tuoba Duan is now twenty-seven years old and already at level fifty-four. He has quite a lot of combat experience. He does not think that he will lose to an unknown person.

soon,

Both sides stand at one end.

Ghost Douluo raised his right hand high, and the moment his palm fell, the first battle of the new seven sect election competition officially began.

"Bang!"

A low roar erupted from the feet of Tuoba Dui of the Holy Dragon Sect.

The hard granite ground forced him to create a dent, and his short and stocky body shot towards Mu Heguang like a cannonball.

Two yellow, two purple and one black, five standard soul rings are released.

It is impossible for the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect not to have the best soul ring configuration, after all, they are the disciples of aristocratic families.

A layer of strange luster extends upward from the hilt of the sword, and six super configured soul rings, two yellow, one purple, and three black, appear!

Seeing this scene,

Hu Yanzhen, who had been having a strange quarrel with Tuoba Xi just now, suddenly closed his mouth.

"How old is Xiaomu...?"

Tuoba Xi also stopped arguing with Hu Yanzhen and turned to look at Yuan Ling'er.

Yuan Ling'er smiled harmlessly: "I'm only twenty-two years old."

Mu Heguang held the Absolute Sword in his hand. As he moved forward, everything around him became extremely quiet, and even the original sounds of insects and birds disappeared.

She has completely immersed herself in her swordsmanship.

The originally colorful world was covered with a layer of light gray after she passed by.

This feeling made Sword Douluo's face become serious.

"Uncle Jian, how are you?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo, who was also practicing swordsmanship. He hoped that Sword Douluo would give an evaluation.

For aristocratic family members, status is not important at all, as long as they are valuable, they can win over them.

Mu Heguang, in particular, has a clean family background.

"She will be the number one swordsman in the next era." Sword Douluo said directly without thinking too much.

"Yeah." Yuan Xunlu also looked at Mu Heguang with a different look.

Yuan Xunlu also practiced swordsmanship, but Lao Yuan only focused on the art and not on the Tao. Now that he saw Sword Douluo commenting like this, he looked at Mu Heguang favorably.

"It's better to let Xiaomu become your master." Yuan Xunlu suggested.

"This..." Sword Douluo was a little moved, but still glanced at Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi was also undecided, but Yuan Xunlu said in a serious tone: "We are both descendants of aristocratic families, and our relationship is complicated. What are we afraid of?"

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi was relieved and smiled, while Yuan Xunlu raised his eyebrows at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong turned her head away, not wanting to see Yuan Xunlu looking so arrogant.

Just now, Yuan Xunlu and Ning Fengzhi were happily using Mu Heguang to establish a good relationship.

well,

This is the Aristocratic Family, a complex network on the Douluo Continent.

inside the venue,

Tuoba Dui was not convinced, nor did he admit defeat. He was determined to give Mu Heguang a fight.

It's embarrassing if you don't fight.

Mu Heguang seemed to have expected Tuoba Duan's head iron, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Mu Heguang was still confident in dealing with a Soul King. She took a step forward with her left foot, held the sword in both hands, and slashed horizontally!

Tuoba Dui seemed to see light, and his eyes suddenly became dazzlingly bright.

It feels like sleeping until dawn, and then you open your eyes and see the dazzling sun.

Not only did Tuoba Tui temporarily lose his vision, but all soul masters from Contra to Douluo also lost their vision.

At that moment, Mu Heguang's whole body seemed to have cut out a golden sun.

Amid the muffled groan, the golden light converged.

Tuoba Dui fell to the ground, blood flowing rapidly. Fortunately, Mu Heguang spared his hand and was not seriously injured.

The audience watching the battle suddenly fell silent. At this moment, the entire open space was surprisingly quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

Mu Heguang's eyes were cold, but now there was a hint of disappointment.

She doesn't like to have a battle with these ordinary people, she needs a stronger opponent.

Mu Heguang shook his head gently.

"It's only been less than a minute."

The crowd finally came to their senses and returned to their noisy behavior.

"Six rings versus five rings, normal."

"The problem is that even if you are a disciple of the Sixth Ring Holy Dragon Sect, you still have to kneel down."

It was noisy below, but Tuoba Xi was convinced above, "Liu Huan, the 22-year-old Sixth Ring Soul Emperor has such achievements in the way of swordsmanship, I am convinced to lose."

On the court, Mu Heguang said in a low-key manner: "Your Majesty, the referee, can you declare me the winner?"

Ghost Douluo's eyes were full of shock at this moment, and there was only one thought in his mind.

What would happen if I were standing in front of this young man, facing her sword?

What if I also have sixth-ring strength?

Not great.

Ghost Douluo practiced hard just to rely on his old age and sell himself, he announced:

"Muhe Guangsheng!"

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