Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

The sun has set, and darkness enveloped the earth.

The pedestrians on the road gradually became sparse, and the evening breeze blew. The branches of the white maple trees beside the road swayed left and right, and the leaves followed with rustling sounds, as if they were laughing at something.

Three figures, one big and two small, walked on the empty street. Yan Jin and Lei Yin held hands, looking confused and helpless.

They had just visited Mr. Zuo Jianming, who was also unable to provide help.

"I'm sorry, Amon, maybe I got into trouble again and implicated you." Yan Jin said depressedly.

She originally thought that the championship of the college competition was within her grasp, but reality slapped her hard. She couldn't even do the most basic admission, so how could she talk about participating in the competition?

Lei Yin persuaded: "Sister, don't worry, the most important thing for us now is to figure out what happened. Believe in Mr. Amon."

Amon did not answer, but just looked ahead.

A man in a black robe and brown leather armor stopped in front of them.

"Glenn!" Looking at this familiar figure, Yan Jin shouted with some joy.

Glenn looked indifferent, and said in his low and hoarse voice:

"I heard about you. You can't even enter the academy, so how can you help us promote the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce at the Soul Master Competition?"

The joy on Yan Jin's face gradually disappeared, and she said without confidence: "But... it's all the fault of that fat man... we clearly..."

"No need to say, any excuse is pale. If you fail to fulfill the agreement with Lord Ma Wen, don't blame us for being ruthless. Just work for our Chamber of Commerce in the future." Glenn said in a cold tone.

"Don't worry, Lord Ma Wen will take good care of Morey and the others. You just need to do your work with peace of mind."

Hearing the threat in his words, Yan Jin was furious, "What did you say? Say it again!"

Bear... Magma appeared on her fist with flames, red light illuminated the street, and a scorching breath began to spread.

Glenn was not afraid at all, even though he was no match for Yan Jin, even though he was alone facing three geniuses who had already begun to show their talents, he still said calmly:

"Before you take action, you'd better think clearly about what you are doing? Do you want to tear up the agreement with Master Ma Wen? In Frost Leaf City, even Shi Guantao can't protect anyone Master Ma Wen wants to kill.

"I will stay in Beidi City for a while and wait for your reply... I am just here to remind Master Ma Wen of the agreement you signed. It is not a bad result to work in the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce... I hope you don't reject the kindness of 'that master'."

Glenn emphasized the tone when he said "that master", and then turned and left.

Looking at his receding back, Yan Jin clenched her fists, and finally let go of them dejectedly. The fiery red glow faded, and the magma extinguished. She looked at Amon anxiously and asked: "What should we do next? "

For five years, they have been going smoothly and have hardly encountered any setbacks. A bright road is right in front of them, but they are thrown into the abyss at this critical moment.

Although returning to Frost Leaf City and working for the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce does not seem to be too bad, at least for Yan Jin and Lei Yin who struggled to survive in West Street five years ago, it is already a decent life.

But who can endure the darkness after touching the light?

If they go back like this, it can be foreseen that what awaits them is busy work, doing some dirty work in the dark for Ma Wen day after day, not much time to practice well, and eventually they can only waste their talents and be lost in the crowd.

Amon pinched his monocle and said with a smile: "What should I do? Didn't Glenn say it..."

He walked forward slowly.

Yan Jin was still confused, but Lei Yin was thoughtful.

After walking half a street, Amon whispered: "We're there."

"Hmm? "Yan Jin looked up at the tall building in front of him with a dazed look, and found that they had arrived in front of the main hall of the Northland City Wuhun.

"Who is it?" The guards at the door crossed their spears and blocked the way.

"Now the soul masters have rested, come back tomorrow if you have anything." A guard said.

Amon raised his finger, and the second soul ring was activated.

The guards' expressions suddenly became dull.

Amon's spirit is considered outstanding even among soul masters of the same level, not to mention compared with ordinary people.

Under this huge gap in mental power, the effect of the second soul ring is particularly obvious. The two guards can hardly think and cannot react to the outside world.

Pushing away the spears blocking the way, Amon pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hey? We just broke into the Wuhun Hall like this? "Yan Jin still has awe for the first soul master organization on the continent.

In Frost Leaf City, the Wuhun Hall is also the only place where she has not made a move.

The lights in the hall were bright, and a middle-aged man in a black robe stood in the center of the hall.

He had small eyes, a hooked nose, thin eyebrows, a thin face, and bloodless lips, looking a little gloomy.

"It's so late, and you come uninvited. What can you do?"

The oppressive feeling belonging to the Soul Saint suddenly came, causing Yan Jin and Lei Yin to take a step back and utter a muffled groan.

"I'm here to find someone who can make the decision in the hall." Amon said softly.

The gloomy Soul Saint replied: "I am the master of this main hall."

Amon's mouth corners slightly curled up, and asked with a hint of deep meaning: "Can you really make the decision?"

"Of course..." The gloomy man suddenly laughed, "No."

"Let them come up." An old and peaceful voice sounded in the ears of the four people.

The source of the voice could not be heard clearly, as if the person was standing in front of him and talking.

Yan Jin felt that the voice seemed familiar.

On the second floor of the Spirit Hall, they saw an old man with gray hair but full of energy. He was looking at Yan Jin with a kind look, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Ah... it's you, Wo... Wo what?" Yan Jin pointed at him and exclaimed.

"It's Walter, kid, we meet again." Walter said softly, "I think you won't refuse me again this time?"

"Reject what?" Yan Jin tilted his head and didn't understand.

"I thought you all guessed it." Walter smiled and looked at Amon.

Amon shook his head slightly, "I guessed it, Leiyin probably guessed it too, as for Yanjin, who you have great expectations for... well, she is relatively simple at heart.

"You arranged the three gangs of robbers on the road, right? The Northland College refused to accept us, and Ma Wen's people seamlessly applied pressure... This doesn't look like a coincidence at all."

Walter nodded and admitted it openly, "Yes, it was me. I learned from Mi Zonglan that you have been very successful in the past few years, but sometimes too much success is not a good thing, so I want to give you some small tempering."

Amon shrugged, "Your tempering has made Yanjin suffer enough, she probably hates you to death."

Sure enough, Yanjin's angry voice came from the side, "What? Old man, this is all your fault?"

She almost didn't think about it, and she took action directly, magma emerged from her fist, and heat waves rose.

"Big fire!"