Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory

Spring passed and autumn came, and time flew by like a fleeting breath. Three months passed in the blink of an eye. If we count from the day Ling Bai entered Shrek, six months would have passed quietly.

After completing the inner courtyard freshman assessment task and capturing Medusa alive, Ling Bai returned to a peaceful and fulfilling study life. In the morning, he asked his senior sister Han Ruoruo to have breakfast, then went to the library to read classics or take some courses that he was more interested in. In the afternoon, he stayed with many people squatting in the library. The disciples in the inner courtyard of the Soul Fighting Arena have friendly discussions and hone their fighting awareness and fighting skills. After sending Ning Tian to the Soul Guidance Department in the evening, he went to the outer courtyard to train the newbie Wu Feng.

In order to defeat Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong Xiaoxiao to wash away their shame, the two women practiced almost like crazy.

After the Wuhun Department get out of class, Ning Tian and Ling Bai Wufeng had a hurried dinner, and then went straight to the teaching building of the Soul Guidance Department to pester Xian Liner about the knowledge of the evil tonic soul guidance device. In just three months, she independently created a complete A super soul guide, he became a first-level soul master and is now launching an attack on the second-level soul master.

Discovering Ning Tian's outstanding talent and enthusiastic attitude toward soul tools, Xian Lin'er, as a teacher, burst into laughter. She wished she could pour what she had learned throughout her life directly into her disciple's head, so she became more and more strict and strived for excellence.

The enthusiastic enthusiasm of the master and apprentice made Qian Fufu next door tremble. He clasped his hands and silently prayed that Qian Duoduo would not pressure himself.

Wu Feng's efforts were no less than Ning Tian's. She did not reveal to Ning Tian that she asked Ling Bai to open a small stove for training, but she hoped to give Ning Tian a big surprise.

Ling Bai kept silent in a tacit understanding. When Ning Tian was learning the soul tool, it was also the time when Wu Feng was about to live and die in the practical training class.

According to the oral instructions of the patrol teacher in the closed training room of the fighting spirit field in the outer courtyard, every night, a tragic female voice can be heard continuously crying and howling, occasionally mixed with a cold and stern male voice, saying things like "continue, don't stop, get up, can't stand it after only a few minutes," etc. The reprimands are endless...

Although Wu Feng has a coquettish temper and a very tough mouth, her greatest advantage is that she never gives up easily. She grits her teeth and endures the merciless attacks of the Seraphim. From the first three seconds of kneeling, she slowly progressed to ten seconds and thirty seconds. Seconds, one minute, three minutes...

Ling Bai witnessed Wu Feng's growth with his own eyes. The girl fulfilled her vow under the night sky, stumbling but running forward unswervingly.

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is being defeated.

Ling Bai was very pleased that Ning Tian and Wu Feng could grow from failure.

At this moment, Ling Bai was walking to the inner courtyard spirit fighting arena. Today is the day of the Seven Monsters Challenge. There are fourteen genius inner courtyard students under the age of twenty. Only the seven strongest ones are worthy of the Shrek Seven Monsters. title, he is qualified to represent Shrek Academy in the five-yearly continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition.

Today's weather is not very good, even very bad. The cold wind is whistling by, bringing a biting chill. The sky is gray and gloomy, and the clouds are dense, like a precursor to a storm, which makes people feel inexplicably depressed. .

Needless to say, the importance of the Shrek Seven Monsters. Shrek Academy deliberately closed the entire spirit fighting arena and did not allow any spectators to enter, so as not to interfere with everyone's performance.

Ling Bai walked straight into the spirit fighting arena. Many people had gathered in the arena. The most prominent one at first glance was a woman in red. She had a slender and well-proportioned figure, long fiery red hair hanging down her waist, exquisite facial features, and a pair of pink beauties. Her eyes are enchanting, and her hands are folded around her chest to exaggerate the already plump and sexy parts, enough to make 99% of people of the same sex feel ashamed.

The moment she saw Ling Bai, Ma Xiaotao's eyes suddenly lit up for a moment, and she said, "You are finally here. Now only Dugu Lin is left."

Hearing this, Ling Bai chuckled and said, "I'm not the last one. It's good to have someone at the bottom."

Chu Qingtian didn't know when he was approaching, so he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Ling, are you nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Ling Bai asked.

Chu Qingtian fell into a daze, then suddenly reacted and said helplessly: "...Yeah, I forgot that you are different from us. You can get the seat of the Seven Monsters casually."

Ling Bai's reputation has long spread throughout the inner courtyard. Inner courtyard disciples below level 65 will basically take a detour when they see him. Don't ask, it's just that he has been beaten in the spirit fighting arena. He is the main choice to remove the auxiliary type Gong Yang from the Shrek Seven Monsters. Everyone outside Mo was brutally murdered.

"Don't be discouraged. The quality of the Electric Crazy Leopard is slightly higher than that of the Lightning Leopard. Even if there is only one soul ring difference, you still have a chance to defeat Xixi." Ling Bai patted Chu Qingtian's shoulder to comfort him.

"Oh, I'll try my best..."

Chu Qingtian sighed, his family knew his own affairs, and the probability of defeating Xixi was at most 20%.

Now that everything was ready, all it took was Dugu Lin. Everyone waited until thunder exploded in the sky and heavy rain fell, but they still didn't see any shadow of Dugu Lin.

"Mr. Xuan, when will the challenge start?" someone said impatiently.

In the center of the spirit fighting arena, Mr. Xuan was still as slovenly as before. He had a chicken leg in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right hand. He ate a mouthful of chicken and a mouthful of wine. He seemed to have a transparent soul shield around him, and the rainwater could not contaminate the food as it slid down.

Mr. Xuan looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment and then said: "Dugu Lin fails to arrive at the Soul Fighting Arena within the specified time. It will be deemed that she has voluntarily given up on running for the Shrek Seven Monsters!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Luochen breathed a sigh of relief, and her tight body softened. According to the rules of the challenge, only Dugu Lin, who is also a control soul master, is qualified to challenge her.

Dugu Lin's poisonous skills are so terrifying that the four-ring jade phosphorous poison can surpass the five-ring ice element and suppress it. Dugulin broke through to the soul king three months ago. If Dugulin challenges, Ling Luochen doesn't have much confidence in winning. There is a high probability that she will withdraw from the main selection of Shrek's Seven Devils.

Although she was somewhat hopeless, Ling Luochen was secretly glad in her heart that she had received a total of seven years of education from the inner and outer schools of Shrek Academy, and her ambition to fight for Shrek's glory for thousands of years was deeply ingrained in her bones.

Ling Bai frowned slightly. Dugu Lin may not pay much attention to the title of Seven Monsters, but she doesn't seem to give up on the pursuit of honor easily.

What happened?

Mr. Xuan put away the wine gourd, wiped his greasy hands with his clothes, and said in a loud voice: "I announce that this year's Seven Monsters Challenge has officially begun! The challenger chooses the target!"

The six people stepped forward to find the seven monsters who were ready to challenge, the electric crazy leopard Chu Qingtian VS the lightning leopard Xixi, the ghost and Zhou Sen's assistant Pan Tao VS Yao Haoxuan Gongyang Mo, but no one expected that the powerful gorilla Taixing would actually challenge the seven monsters. Dai Yueheng, the white tiger ranked number one in strength.

Seeing Taixing getting closer and closer to him, around an experienced veteran student like Dai Yueheng, his evil eyes could not help but straighten slightly.

The Soul Sect beats the Soul Emperor.

No big brother, how dare you!

Is your name also Ling Bai?

"I know in my heart that I can't defeat any of the seven monsters." Taixing shrugged and answered Dai Yueheng's doubts, "So I hope to challenge the strongest, at least to gain more experience."

"Okay, I will try my best."

Dai Yueheng respected Taixing's courage to climb the peak.

Chen Zifeng closed his eyes tightly and prayed wildly, "Ancestor Tang San, bless me, no one is looking for me! No one is looking for me!", then slowly opened his eyes little by little, and saw clearly an unusually handsome face.

Ling Bai!

"Junior Ling, to be honest, the opponent I least want to meet is you."

Chen Zifeng's expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. He happened to be matched with Ling Bai once in the spirit fighting arena last month, and ended up being pushed to the ground and rubbed hard.

Compared to Seraphim's flawless and perfect abilities, Chen Zifeng would rather go head-to-head with Soul Emperor Ma Xiaotao.

"Taixing challenged Dai Yueheng, and Ma Xiaotao found Qian Fufu." Ling Bai said.

The implication is that I can challenge three people, Dai Yueheng and Qian Fu Fu Ming Hua Youyi, and you are the only one left in the field.

After hearing this, Chen Zifeng's expression became as ugly as if he had eaten two flies.

"Game start!"

Mr. Xuan ignored Chen Zifeng's tears and directly opened the prelude to the Seven Monsters Challenge.

"Junior Brother Ling, let's discuss this."

Chen Zifeng knew that he was no match for Ling Bai in a head-on attack, so he decisively gave up on being reckless and chose to outwit him.

"how to say?"

Chen Zifeng chuckled and said, "You have the Angel Holy Sword and I have the Soul-Chasing Sword. How about we both seal our soul skills and soul power and compete in swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship...are you sure?"

Ling Bai's expression was subtle.

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Zifeng nodded like a fool. This was his only chance to make a comeback.

"Can."

Ling Bai agreed, and the golden light gathered in his right hand to form a magnificent angel holy sword.

The moment the Holy Angel Sword appeared, an unstoppable momentum suddenly erupted. Without looking at it, ordinary people would probably think that the person standing here was not a person, but a sword with sharp edges.

Seeing this, Chen Zifeng also changed from jumping to being serious. A rich blood-red light rose up, and there was a blood-colored thin sword in his hand. It was the top-level attack weapon Wuhun Soul Chasing Sword. A very heavy wave floated in the air. The taste of blood.

Facing each other from a distance, the two of them were looking for flaws in each other's energy. Their bodies seemed to be frozen, but their momentum was rising crazily, and their essence, energy, and spirit were all concentrated on the sword blade!

Secret skills of swordsmanship, gather momentum!

That's sloppy, he is really good at it...

An expert looked at the door and found out that after Ling Bai learned swordsmanship, Chen Zifeng's mentality became a little emotional. Seraphim are extremely almighty martial spirits, but almighty sometimes means mixed. The Holy Angel Sword is not a weapon spirit, but simply a weapon. Ling Bai You shouldn't learn swordsmanship just for it.

Chen Zifeng's changed mentality caused Chen Zifeng's momentum to be gradually suppressed by Ling Bai. After a few minutes, the angelic holy sword with increased momentum was definitely not comparable to the soul-chasing sword!

Chen Zifeng was the first to move. He didn't want to sit still and wait for death. The body of the Soul-Chasing Sword was covered with blood-red brilliance. It didn't contain a trace of soul power, but it interpreted the words "quickness" and "power" into another realm!

Ling Bai seemed to have expected it. He stepped on his feet continuously and moved sideways very quickly. The angel holy sword shook, and several golden sword shadows faced the soul-chasing sword.

The sound of the two swords intersecting kept ringing. Chen Zifeng drew his sword as fast as the wind, and the shadow of the sword was like a sudden storm, exuding a compelling power. The sword moves were ever-changing, and each sword had a different speed and strength. The moves reached the vital point. Killing Wushuang, but what he didn't expect was that not only was Ling Bai not suppressed, the sword path of the Angel Holy Sword was actually more terrifying and sharp than the Soul-Chasing Sword!

One sword after another!

kill!

Chen Zifeng's eyes were about to burst when he saw this golden word "kill" that looked like an iron painting with a silver hook. The soul-chasing sword was a bloody sword. In terms of killing intent, there was only one sword in Douluo Continent that could surpass it!

Chen Zifeng couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe that this world was so small that Ling Bai knew that swordsmanship!

Among the countless cold light sword shadows, two figures rise, fall, rush, and turn, seemingly attacking rather than defending, each move showing exquisiteness. The sword moves are no longer limited to swordsmanship. At this moment, they are more like what they have learned all their lives. Have it at your fingertips! Unknowingly, the two of them had gone through a hundred moves, and they had tried their best without using their soul power.

The Angel Holy Sword and the Soul-Chasing Sword came and went, and their figures intertwined under the heavy rain, as if two lightning bolts flashed through the rain curtain. Puffs of water exploded from the ground one after another. The clanging swords echoed in the Soul Fighting Arena, like a magnificent symphony. .

"The two of them..."

"A bit handsome!"

After the battle, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yaoheng and others looked over, their mouths opened in an O shape, including the Taotie Douluo Xuan Lao couldn't help but nod. This competition was not only a battle of swordsmanship, but also a battle of swordsmanship. A feast of beauty!

The two men's sword moves became more and more fierce, and the long swords in their hands cut through the rain curtain, causing gusts of wind to scream.

Last resort.

They thought in unison.

When Chen Zifeng used the sword, a blood-red world-shaking demon god appeared vaguely behind him. The phantom of a slender sword overlapped with the Soul-Chasing Sword. It was like the Nine Nether Hell coming to the world, filled with monstrous murderous intent!

kill!

Chen Zifeng believed that this was the most murderous sword strike in his life. He looked at Ling Bai, trying to see the shock and fear in his eyes.

The moment eyes met, Chen Zifeng's body suddenly trembled violently, but he didn't notice it because all his mind was on those golden eyes and he couldn't pay attention to anything else! In those golden eyes, he saw the torn earth, the fallen corpses in pieces, the heads rolling on the ground, the hot river flowing out of the hot blood, and the murderous aura and blood energy going crazy in the depths of the golden pupils. Burning!

kill!

Sooner or later, at the same moment, the two of them condensed and released their swordsmanship, and at the same moment they staggered their swords, and their bodies passed each other!

With their backs to each other, Ling Bai's holy angel sword buzzed and trembled in his hands, and a strand of long golden hair fell in front of his forehead. He seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, closing his eyes and feeling something, immersed in the rhyme, moves, and techniques that the two of them had just shown. The more you experience it, the harder it becomes to extricate yourself.

"Dang Cang——"

The clear sound of the Soul-Chasing Sword falling to the ground was heard, and Chen Zifeng's jaw cracked, leaving a huge X-shaped mark on his chest, which was shallowly immersed in his skin, and a beautiful blood flower came out through his clothes. He lowered his head and said with a bitter smile:

"I lost. Thank you to Junior Ling for showing mercy, but I have one last question for Junior to clarify. Our Chen family's soul-chasing sword technique is one of the most murderous sword techniques in Douluo Continent. Where does your sword follow? What a senior learned was able to suppress the murderous spirit of the Soul-Chasing Sword."

Ling Bai slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling golden light fell from his eyes, and said:

"The power of the sword reaches the end of the scene, and the murderous intent reaches the sky.

An ancestor of the Jiubao Glazed Sect who lived thousands of years ago, he was given the title of Sword, Sword Dao Chen Xin. "