Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Or, in other words, they all became one of their own.

But when Qianshui knew that the academy for the first battle was called ‘Lan Ba ​​Academy’, he shouted: “This must be the choice of Steins;Gate!”

Looking closely, he saw Yu Xiaogang and a beautiful woman sitting next to him. She must be his cousin Liu Erlong.

This was a battle that would have been a foregone conclusion even without Qianshui’s participation, or he could have just let the little apprentice go up alone.

However, since he had promised Xue Ye’s apparent ‘father-in-law’, the daughter-in-law had to put in some effort here.

Wiping away the tears from yawning, Ning Huahua said to the seven people in front of her: "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. I have to go. You can divide the remaining six among yourselves."

Ning Rongrong was stunned. This was totally inconsistent with Ning Huahua's lazy character. She asked directly: "Why are you going?"

"The superiors appointed me! What can I do!"

"Oh."

Xiao Wu, whose expression became more and more disdainful, smiled with her hands on her hips: "Sister Xiao Wu will definitely show off in this game!"

As her teammates patted Xiao Wu's shoulders one by one, she stared at her palm in a daze, muttering in disbelief: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Qian Shui shook his head and said that it is taboo to plant flags in important occasions.

"The first round of the first game of the preliminaries officially begins." At the signal of the referee, the first preliminaries of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition officially began.

"The Seven Treasures turn into Glazed Glass! One is Strength! Two is Speed! Three is Soul! Four is Defense!"

"The Seven Treasures turn into Glazed Glass! One is Strength! Two is Speed! Three is Soul! Four is Defense! Five is Attack! Six is ​​Essence!"

In the eyes of the audience, two girls who looked almost identical, one with long hair and one with hair in a bun, simultaneously released the world's best auxiliary weapon martial spirit, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower.

Qianshui had nothing to do and absorbed the 100,000-year soul ring of the Evil Eye Tyrant to obtain the sixth soul skill of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tower, two 100,000-year soul skills that increase or weaken mental power. So as Ning Huahua, the external Seven Treasure Glazed Tower also has the sixth soul skill.

The assistance of the six-ring Seven Treasure Glazed Tower appeared, plus a four-ring assistance of the same martial spirit. The Blue Tyrant team, which seemed to have only one soul sect, had no chance of winning. The little apprentice took the lead and chopped with a knife, and the game ended in a few breaths.

Only Zhu Zhuqing, as a quick attack type, managed to grab a head.

Chapter 232 Leisure time between games

It is said that one person is killed every ten steps, and no one is left behind in a thousand miles.

This kind of thing would be difficult for Qianshui himself, but it is different for the little apprentice, who can really do it.

"The road to immortality is long, and the road to becoming a king is a road of withered bones~ This is the battlefield where the hero was born~"

The little apprentice has become more and more like a young girl recently, humming the "Burial of Immortals" taught to her and slowly walking towards Ning Huahua with a smile on her face.

She has become a soul master at the age of ten, and she is more focused. With the correct guidance, she has grown much faster than Qianshui's own exploration at the beginning.

The home audience who were originally cheering for the Royal Fighting Team were also silent, which also caused the little apprentice's singing to be heard by most of the high-level cultivators.

Someone who started the culprit was a little unnatural. What would he think when he heard the lyrics of "The Road to Becoming a King of Withered Bones"?

Originally, the two Seven Treasure Glazed Towers were enough to shock people, but the players of Team 2 were even more sharp, and even more enthusiastic cheers broke out in the field.

Xue Ye couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Qinghe, is this the disciple of that person?"

"Yes, father."

"What a little 'singer'!"

Xue Ye had mixed feelings about Qianshui's ambiguous position. Whether it was Qianshui himself or his two disciples, they all showed that he stood on the side of the Tiandou Empire.

But no matter what, Ning Huahua can still be said to be the direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, but Qianshui himself is still the direct disciple of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Faced with such a thing, these high-ranking people no longer acted strangely towards Saras like they did ten years ago, which made the bishop of the temple a little numb.

Qian Renxue glanced at Saras. He could be regarded as Bibi Dong's man, but he was also her subordinate. She didn't touch him even though she didn't like him. There were some things he had to do.

Except for the assistant attacked by Zhu Zhuqing, all the seven people from Lan Ba ​​Academy were knocked unconscious by the young apprentice, leaving only the assistant girl in a daze. However, her opponent did not say anything. After the referee announced the victory, they all walked off the fighting stage calmly.

"You are too stupid! You don't know how many guns you have! It's better for Xiao Wu to go!"

Facing Xiao Wu's ridicule, Dai Mubai couldn't help but retort: ​​"Xiao Wu, you have the soul power of teleportation, of course you can grab it, what can we do?"

"Rush up as soon as possible! What level are you still hesitating about the opponent?"

Spreading his hands, Ma Hongjun actually talked about tactics with Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, we don't have a control system, but they do. If we are controlled, we will be embarrassed?"

Xiao Wu scratched her head and thought carefully: "That's right, only Xiao Wu can control it..."

Ning Rongrong, who walked towards Xiao Wu with white legs, said: "Shui Shui's martial soul attack comes with stun, which can be considered control..."

Oscar's eyes rolled around and thought of some people's ideas: "As long as the opponent is knocked off the field, it is considered control?!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar with contempt: "You, the sausage uncle, are too addicted to that 0 woman!"

"Rongrong!"

It's a good thing that Ning Huahua, who was yawning, had already walked away, otherwise Oscar would have been embarrassed again.

When the group walked out of the big fighting arena and were about to return directly to the academy, a familiar voice talking to Ning Huahua stopped them.

"Huahua, do you really have to be in the second team? If you go to the first team, maybe the first team will still have a chance to win the championship."

Some people said that there was no hope. In his plan, the Spirit Hall was the absolute winner this time, and it was an absolute strength that crushed all monsters and demons. Ning Huahua had no meaning to join the first team, even if it was a full-spirit emperor team.

However, this could not be said to Ning Fengzhi. Ning Huahua only replied confidently: "With them, I can beat everyone!"

"Dad!" Ning Rongrong ran over excitedly and threw herself into his father's arms.

Seeing Ning Huahua's confidence, Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything more, and took Ning Rongrong's hand and walked over: "Hello, hello, kids from the second team."

Seeing that it was Ning Fengzhi, a big shot, everyone also hurriedly saluted.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "You're welcome. I'm just Rongrong and Huahua's father now. Don't think of me as a sect leader. I'm just your elder."

This sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is extremely rare. At least he has never been to the Royal Fighting Team's base. No matter how you put it, his approachability has greatly increased the favorability of civilian soul masters like Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded, saying, "I am very optimistic about you, but this competition is full of strong people, which has opened our eyes. However, with Huahua here, it shouldn't be a problem.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal now. In the finals, you will meet real opponents. Come on!"

After that, Ning Fengzhi was ready to leave. Except for Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the second team members all have special identities. Xiaowu and Qian Shuishui have a close relationship with Qianshui; Ning Rongrong and Ning Huahua are their own people; Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing are from the Xingluo Empire.

Although all of them had broken through to the Soul Sect, with only a slight difference in soul power, facing such a team, he had no interest in recruiting people for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Seeing that they had nothing to do, Ning Huahua sent them back to the academy to refine their souls. These people still had to compete, so they were temporarily arranged to maintain the law and order of Tiandou City with a team.

In the end, only Ning Huahua and Ning Fengzhi were left, chatting and walking into Tiandou City's most prosperous area, Emperor Street. It was another social event that someone hated the most.

"Huahua, how is Hong'er doing recently?"

"Fine, he enjoys everything he eats."

…

Speaking of his own son, Qianshui has been liberated recently.

It was not difficult to restore Ling Yunzhi's memory. He was not completely brainless after being hit on the head. He was fixed with some fancy tricks.

After recovering, this male protagonist from another family was not crazy. He just smiled bitterly at Qianshui for a long time, and then wanted to kneel down and kowtow, which made Qianshui feel confused.

They also knew about the rumors in the Far North. This matter was too big to be concealed. Ling Yunzhi's brain worked well, and he remembered Qianshui's instructions in the past. Finally, he realized that he had caused the trouble.

Anyway, he couldn't go to Tiandou City, and the Tianshui College team could only let Qianshui take care of the safety, and there was no way to think about anything else.

His one-year-old son finally found someone to take care of him. Recently, he always dragged the lamb to run around in the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire. Qianshui seemed to be afraid that he would fall into the dandelion pot, so he had to watch it with his own eyes.

Ling Yunzhi and his wife were fine, so they arranged to be guests at their own home, and watched their son play and study.

It's just that the little angel has been depressed recently, and even her favorite bad brother can't be motivated to pay attention to it.

"Qinghe, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Huahua came to an ancient teahouse together. At this time, there were only three or two guests in the teahouse, which seemed very quiet.

But Xue Qinghe shook his head and bowed to Ning Fengzhi, saying, "Teacher, Huahua, you are here?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Qinghe, I have told you many times that you don't have to do this, and you and I are a family."

Ning Fengzhi can now be regarded as Xue Qinghe's father-in-law. As Xue Qinghe's Qian Renxue, he smiled and said, "How can that be? You are Qinghe's teacher, and now you are an elder. How can I be disrespectful to you?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but smile. He has been immersed in this respectful attitude over the years: "Okay, okay, you are always like this, don't neglect Huahua~"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's teasing, Xue Qinghe also pretended to take Ning Huahua's hand and said gently, "Huahua, you have worked hard today~"

"I just opened a martial spirit." Someone was just a spoilsport, and he spoke with an accent when he opened his mouth. The little angel heard that he was doing it on purpose, and rolled his eyes behind Ning Fengzhi's back.

"Okay, okay~ Come, have some tea~"

He pulled Ning Huahua over to sit beside him, poured another cup of tea and handed it out, signaling someone to take a break.

"Teacher, is there something important?"

"It's not a big deal, actually. I don't have time on weekdays, and it's a great event, so it's a rare opportunity. I just want to persuade Huahua to join the Royal Fighting Team, so that the chance of winning in the championship may be higher."

Ning Huahua usually gives people the impression of being a lazy guy, often disappearing, and playing missing with Xue Qinghe and the emperor's eldest grandson when nothing happens. After the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was trapped by the couple, Ning Fengzhi himself was also very busy, and he was rarely seen.

It happened to be the opening of the elite competition, and all the big names appeared, even Xue Qinghe showed up. Ning Fengzhi also took this opportunity to get together with the couple.

"Oh? Huahua agreed?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly and said, "Obviously, no~"

Looking at Xue Qinghe, they both smiled at each other, each helpless.

"It doesn't matter if Huahua doesn't want to. The children in the second team are all geniuses. In five years, the champion of the next competition will probably belong to them~"

Someone was too lazy to get involved, too lazy to pretend, and yawned while leaning on Xue Qinghe.

"Okay Qinghe, take this opportunity to have more free time for you and your wife, and the teacher will not bother you. Try to do it earlier, and your father will be happier~ The teacher will not bother you." Seeing that Ning Huahua really didn't want to talk about these, Ning Fengzhi also followed suit.

"Just keep talking! Give me another one~"

Qianshui also said this to the little angel secretly. After all, she has not been active recently and needs to break up~

The little angel understood it, but she couldn't do it in front of Ning Fengzhi~ She could only pretend to be embarrassed and replied: "Teacher~!"

"Look, Huahua said so~ Okay, okay, the teacher is leaving~"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi walking away, Qianshui became bolder, raised her legs and placed them on her thighs, raised her neck, crossed her chin, and said coquettishly: "Or~"

At this time, the two of them were in the state of changing bodies. Facing Qianshui's boldness, the little angel was not willing to accept it~ She put her arms around her waist and pressed on her, and the deserted tea room suddenly became charming and pink~

Using Qianshui's body, the little angel let out a hoarse roar: "Xiaoshui, you are playing with fire!"