Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 93 Shocked Ning Fengzhi for a Whole Year

Author: Little talk

Chapter 93 Shocked Ning Fengzhi for a Whole Year

Tiandou City.

When Wang Mo returned here, it was already twenty days later.

Looking up at the endless stream of pedestrians at the gate of the city, and listening to the bustling noise of the crowd, Wang Mo actually felt a little friendly for a moment.

However, he didn't express too much emotion, and quickly merged into the river of pedestrians.

Traveling quickly.

Soon we arrived at the Prince's Mansion.

First, he asked the guard at the door if Xue Qinghe was at home. After receiving a confirmation reply, Wang Mo tidied up his clothes and strode into the mansion.

Xue Qinghe basically didn't live in the outer courtyard, so Wang Mo went straight to the backyard.

At this time, the weather has arrived in autumn, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard have long since withered, leaving only bare peach trees.

However, there is a small bamboo forest to the east of the yard, which is still green at this time.

Next to the bamboo forest, there is a middle-aged man in the Xueqing River. He is sitting quietly next to a stone table, playing chess and drinking tea.

There was an old man with gray hair at the same table. His back was straight, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword.

The three of them were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Maybe it was because of the autumn rain that fell all night last night. The air in the small courtyard today is slightly humid, and the whole courtyard is covered with white mist, which gives off a bit of an ethereal fairy atmosphere.

It feels like the weather is late and autumn is coming after the new rain in the empty mountains.

Looking around, Wang Mo found that neither the Agony nor the Snake Spear Douluo were there. He didn't know whether they were sent out by Xue Qinghe to perform a mission, or because they didn't dare to come out because of the presence of someone in the yard.

Raising his hand and pinching his face to make his smile appear more sincere, Wang Mo quickly stepped forward.

"Your Highness, I'm back!"

Turning her gaze slightly and glancing at him, Xue Qinghe focused her eyes on the chess game on the table. "Didn't you go with Chief Meng and the others to participate in the study and exchange activities of the Empire's Advanced Soul Master Academy? It was agreed upon for three years.

, why did you come back after only a few months?"

The tone was very gentle, no blame could be heard, it was just like a normal inquiry.

"Didn't I hear that Your Highness has become your disciple, Master Ning of the Qibao Glazed Sect, so I came back specially to congratulate you?" Wang Mo said with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at him slightly and said nothing. He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

On the other hand, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's eyes looking at Wang Mo were full of shock. "Are you that Wang Mo?"

What do you mean I am that Wang Mo?

Wang Mo raised his eyes and glanced at him. He already knew the identity of the two of them, but what made him confused was that he seemed to be very famous in the Qibao Glazed Sect?

As the saying goes, people are afraid of fame and pigs are afraid of being strong. This is not a good sign.

Raising his hands to perform the aristocratic etiquette of the Tiandou Empire towards the two of them, Wang Mo chuckled and said. "If there is no second Wang Mo in the Crown Prince's Palace, then the Wang Mo you are talking about can only be me, junior.

Wang Mo, I have met Senior Sword Douluo and Senior Ning!"

The voice is loud and clear, and the tone is neither humble nor arrogant.

After looking him up and down, Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded. "Young hero."

"The wind is wrong, sect master, he is not a young hero."

Chen Xin's face was solemn, with shock in his eyes. "If I remember correctly, little friend Wang Mo has been practicing for less than two years."

"Yes." Xue Qinghe nodded slightly in agreement, but he didn't understand what Chen Xin wanted to express.

Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting opposite him, was somewhat familiar with him because he had been together for a long time. He took a deep breath and said, "What Uncle Jian means is"

Chen Xin slowly let out a breath and looked at Wang Mo with a smile on his face in disbelief.

"He has been practicing for less than two years, but his soul power level has reached level 30. Young hero is not enough to describe his talent. He is simply a monster!"

What!!?

Both Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were a little frightened by Sword Douluo's words.

It would take two years to reach level 30. If he was promoted at this rate, Wang Mo would be able to advance to Titled Douluo without even waiting until he was 20 years old.

What is this concept?

The current record of being the youngest Titled Douluo promoted in the mainland was achieved by Tang Hao, and he was already in his forties when he was promoted to Titled Douluo.

As for Wang Mo, at this time, there was already a tendency to advance this record by a dozen years.

Of course, the trend is a trend. In Douluo Continent, there are too many things where geniuses die young, but even so, it is shocking enough.

"how did you do it?"

Xue Qinghe sucked in the air-conditioning. It was completely unimaginable that Wang Mo could upgrade to the first level in almost a month.

In the first ten levels, it can be said that the level is low, but in the later twenty levels, it is even upgraded two levels in a month. The higher the level, the faster the level is. What is the reason?

Feeling the scorching gazes of three eyes on him, Wang Mo was a little nervous for no reason. He knew that Titled Douluo could directly see through the soul master's soul power level. After all, Yue Guan had directly revealed his soul power level before.

grade.

But he didn't expect Chen Xin to say it directly.

Originally I wanted to give Xue Qinghe a surprise, but now it just meant to scare Xue Qinghe.

As for how to do it?

It can't be said that because of absorbing a hundred thousand year old soul bone, the soul power has directly increased by six or seven levels, right?

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Mo said casually. "It's just a promotion. I usually work hard to practice whenever I have time. It's all the result of hard work and persistence."

Effort and persistence.

The three of them twitched their mouths, obviously not believing it. Everyone had their own little secret, and seeing that Wang Mo was unwilling to tell it, they didn't force it.

Ning Fengzhi estimated that Wang Mo had most likely encountered some adventure, such as a soul bone that could directly and rapidly increase soul power.

Of course, he didn't ask for an exit. It involves soul bones, which is quite sensitive and can easily make people hostile.

"If I remember correctly, my little friend's martial spirit should be a sword, right?"

Chen Xin looked at Wang Mo with a smile. "Since you know my name, you should also know my martial spirit. Although the swords are slightly different, the martial spirit leads to the same goal through different paths. Are you interested in becoming my apprentice?"

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe next to him took a deep look at Wang Mo.

Ning Fengzhi, on the other hand, glanced between the two of them with great interest, and then said with a faint smile, "Didn't Uncle Jian just say a few days ago that he would only accept Xiao Rongrong as his disciple in this life?"

?Although little friend Wang Mo has outstanding talent and can be as good as about three little Rongrongs, your face has changed too quickly!"

"Exaggerated, too exaggerated."

Chen Xin waved his hand and said without fear of offending others. "Even if you want to praise your daughter, there is no need to do so. Xiao Rongrong's talent is not that high. Only three of them want to be with Wang Mo."

Are you comparable to my friends?"

Poof~!

Ning Fengzhi took a sip of fragrant tea and almost wiped out his face. He looked at Uncle Jian, who he usually respected so much, with a bit dumbfounded.

Good guy, he is just a good guy.

In order to accept a disciple, you have to give up your face, right?

(End of chapter)