Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Ning Rongrong, who also opened the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, had a strange look on his face, and he guessed in his heart: Ning Huahua was not really stupid, and it was very possible that when she first met her, her claim of level 59 soul power was nonsense.

At the same time, he also wondered: "I wanted to ask last time, is the sixth soul skill an increase in spiritual power?"

"yes."

"Then what is not 'god'?"

"Hey~ This is not easy to say, I will change my god from now on!" He said again, "Six-day god!"

"This can still be changed!"

"Don't you think it's easier to confuse your opponent by calling for additional defense, but in the end, you're adding an attack?"

"It makes sense! But didn't you say why you can change the soul curse?"

"That's stupid! I can activate my soul skills even if I don't read it. How can it be different if I change it?"

Whether or not to recite the soul curse is actually the hidden weapon in the center, which is really not a big surprise to Qian Shui.

However, Oscar, who was also an assistant, was shocked. Even though Ning Rongrong and Ning Huahua seemed to be chatting like sisters, as if no one else was around, in fact, when they were talking, he went crazy on the field, "Fuck me, Zhu Qing is so fierce?"

Ning Rongrong also turned around to explain:

"Oscar, let me give you some knowledge. The Qibao Avatar will halve the soul power consumption of all the user's soul skills. At the same time, this effect can also be applied to teammates.

This woman's support is no different from my father's personal support. Zhuqing can now be said to have six attribute bonuses of at least 70%, and the soul power consumption of soul skills has been halved.

To put it more bluntly, she is now at least equivalent to the cultivation level of a high-level soul king or a low-level soul emperor. "

It was for this reason that she and Ning Huahua started chatting out of boredom. If they couldn't be spanked, it was time to spank Zhu Zhuqing.

Soon, Feng Xiaotian was the only one left on the Soul Fighting Stage struggling to support himself.

In the process of being knocked back and dodged, Feng Xiaotian, who flew into the air for the first time in the competition, complained bitterly: "Hey, hey, hey! I won't give you a chance!"

Someone raised an eyebrow, put away his martial spirit, and put his hands in his pockets, "Zhuqing challenges him to a duel, give him a chance, and everyone else should retreat."

"Okay! Come on!"

The moment Feng Xiaotian jumped out, the first soul ring on his body had already lit up. The sharp wolf claws popped out of his palms, and his sharp and ruthless eyes were locked on Zhu Zhuqing before anyone arrived. The wolf's claws had already been swung out, and the ten semi-arc wind blades made a harsh sound as they cut through the air, blocking all the ways Zhu Zhuqing could dodge.

The first soul skill of the Gale Demonic Wolf Spirit is usually the Wind Blade, but Feng Xiaotian, who possesses the Gale Two-Headed Wolf Spirit, has the Wind Blade Array. From the ten times the number, it can be seen that his first soul skill is much stronger than the ordinary wind demon wolf soul.

The so-called advanced martial spirit is equal to a generalist, which can be seen in the two-headed wolf of the wind. This is especially clear when looking at the angel martial spirit.

At the same time, Feng Xiaotian rushed up with the speed of a soul sect-level agility-attack soul master, following his first soul skill. At the same time, the second and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time. .

A pair of huge cyan wings stretched out from behind Feng Xiaotian. At the same time, cyan light and shadow condensed behind him, exactly like the two-headed wolf of Gale. Against the background of the huge and dazzling light and shadow, Feng Xiaotian flapped his wings behind his back and shouted: "Be careful! The Wind Demon Wolf kills thirty-six times in a row!"

In the long roar. Feng Xiaotian moved, and his body fell from the sky like a shooting star chasing the moon. He did not make a sound during the fall, and the green light was all restrained. At this time, his body and wings formed a perfect angle.

The lack of sound means nothing, it means that wind resistance has less impact on him. Only an earth-wind attribute soul master like him can find the best descending passage from the wind so accurately. The sharp edge of the wings shimmered with a faint green light under the sunlight. The so-called Earth Wind Demon Wolf's thirty-six consecutive slashes obviously came from these wings.

The knowledgeable Du Qiqi exclaimed: "Create your own soul skill!"

"The fourth soul skill, Netherworld Possession! The third soul skill, Netherworld Slash!"

Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul skill is the nearly ten thousand year old ghost civet that Qian Shui took her to hunt. Although it is also a bonus soul skill, it is different from Qian Shui's first soul skill.

Probably because it is consistent with his own martial spirit, the effect is excellent. The speed is increased by 50%, his own resistance is increased by 20%, the armor-breaking effect is increased by 30%, and the ghost attribute of his own martial spirit, that is, the stealth ability, is also greatly enhanced.

Faced with the inevitable range attack, Qian Shui's teaching to them was to use point arrancar. If you can't defend it, attack it!

Zhu Zhuqing closed his hands above his head, and the claw blades on his ten fingers quickly fused together and turned into a sharp blade about a foot long. After injecting soul power, the black light blade condensed in a straight line and struck down on his head, breaking Feng Xiaotian's first blow. The soul skill was directed towards Feng Xiaotian, who was spinning in mid-air, with his wings continuously slashing down for thirty-six consecutive blows.

At this time, although there was no support, Zhu Zhuqing did not retreat in the face of Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skills.

Qian Shui didn't know how to use agile attack, so he taught him agile attack. If he didn't know how to attack quickly, he asked for help. Zhu Zhuqing did the same.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing attacked, a purple-black aura flashed through her body, and she disappeared from Feng Xiaotian's sight.

In Qian Shui's words, when faced with a powerful attack from a single target, the best way is not to fight head-on, but to dodge.

Feng Xiaotian's thirty-six consecutive blows of the Wind Demon Wolf seem to be spinning and jumping continuously, but they leave almost no back. It is a complete cycle. As long as there is any pause in it, the entire cycle will be broken.

Although Zhu Zhuqing did not have such strong eyes to see through the continuous slashes instantly, he knew how to retain his strength and kept wandering around the field, releasing Nether Slash from time to time to interfere with Feng Xiaotian.

"No wonder this kid was born with full soul power and was an offensive soul master. He wasted such a good talent in vain. Even Oscar is level 46."

"Rongrong, why don't you even get an Oscar! I've already worked very hard!"

The crowd watching the show, especially Ning Rongrong, began to comment again.

Ning Huahua took out the melon seeds, and Xiao Wu took out the carrots, and they wanted to share their pretense.

Taking the melon seeds from Ning Huahua, Ning Rongrong continued to comment: "It is quite powerful to be able to create your own soul skills, but it cannot affect the cultivation of soul power. He is 24 this year, and Oscar may become the Soul Emperor when he is 24. Can you tell me?"

Oscar: "Rongrong, I thought you were scolding me..."

Someone was also pleased. At least Ning Rongrong didn't think that the Swift Wind Demonic Wolf's Thirty-Six Slashes were particularly powerful because of its powerful power. "Yes, I have such an insight~"

"You look like a stupid woman, but your teachings are pretty good. Apart from letting Dai Mubai and the others practice some combat skills that don't affect our training, the rest of the time is spent on training us, whether it's our bodies or our souls, it's still a headache. All kinds of head-scratching thinking questions and assessments are all to solidify the foundation.

Just like Zhuqing, her talent and martial spirit strength are not as good as Feng Xiaotian. But the battle is not based on paper data, and it is not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong.

Usually the training intensity is very high, such as physical endurance, and the saving of soul power allows her to digest powerful attacks at a very small cost.

If this continues, Feng Xiaotian will be defeated. "

Ning Huahua smiled brightly and nodded. If she were more condensed and wanted to defeat the strong with the weak, then it would be 'the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy retreats and I attack, the enemy garrison and I harass, the enemy retreats and I pursue!' ’

The key to mastering a battle is to ensure your own strength while making your opponent weaker than yourself in some aspects, and then attack the weak with strength, accumulating big wins with small wins.

Although Qian Shui didn't talk much in public at the time, this was actually how he taught him, so he had great confidence in Zhu Zhuqing.

If Feng Xiaotian was not as good as beating him with the Wind Demon Wolf's thirty-six consecutive slashes, but instead attacking normally, roaming in the air and on the ground, then he would be undefeated against Zhu Zhuqing.

Without assistance, it was almost impossible for Zhu Zhuqing to defeat such Feng Xiaotian.

It's a pity that he chose the seemingly strongest but stupidest attack method.

As Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Feng Xiaotian's thirty-sixth slash failed again. Zhu Zhuqing took advantage of this gap and launched a close attack with a Nether Thrust.

Although Feng Xiaotian was able to dodge, he could no longer dodge the continuous attacks of Netherworld Hundred Claws.

After Zhu Zhuqing used his body rotation to attack hundreds of times in a row, Feng Xiaotian immediately transformed into a bloody man.

"Zhuqing, stop it."

Zhu Zhuqing's attack had no intention of stopping, so Ning Huahua had to stop her.

The incident of the evil soul master raising the Wind Demonic Wolf was also deeply etched in her mind. Just as Ning Huahua said, she executed it to the letter. This girl really remembered all the people she killed.

But some things cannot be controlled by understanding and understanding. He walked forward and patted Zhu Zhuqing on the shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

The competition was over. What shocked people was not only Ning Hua Huahun Sheng's cultivation, but also Zhu Zhuqing, a girl whose martial spirit was not very strong.

All of this is telling about the strength of Huang Dou's second team, and Feng Xiaotian, who is lying on the ground, is not disappointed. His eyes are also full of fire, because the opportunity is hidden in what Ning Huahua said to him the day before. words, and their comments on and!

Ning Huahua, with her hands in her pockets, stepped off the soul fighting stage with her long legs. At the same time, she said: "Let's go, the only battle left is Tianshui Academy. Even if you lie to me again, I won't go there." Yes, there is water, you can solve it yourself."

Looking at the dashing Ning Huahua, Oscar turned to look at the team's dog-headed military advisor: "No, Rongrong, I just don't understand. With this strength configuration, can't you beat the Wuhundian team?"

Ning Rongrong indeed had this question himself, "The soul fusion skills launched by the two soul emperors are indeed powerful, but if this woman joins the first team to assist Yu Tianheng, plus Shui Shui, it is not completely impossible to win.

Oops, I can’t figure it out either. "

Xiao Wu, who was chewing carrots on the side, commented nonchalantly: "If you can't beat me, then you can't beat me. It's okay if you can't fight me."

Chapter 251 Internal conflicts intensify, ice and snow fall and ice explodes, and they kill each other for the first time [6000 words]

"Xiaoxue! I don't care! I want to see this!"

I have never forgotten it, and I have my own memories. However, Qian Renxue has been in Qianshui for several days. The promised ‘Pure Land of Bliss’ is gone!

So what did the witty little angel do? In fact, he didn't do anything. If he held Qian Shui in his arms, he would definitely forget about it and walk over.

Until this day, in the twenty-seventh round of the qualifiers, which was the last round, Tianshui Academy was drawn to play against the second team of Emperor Dou.

The Tianshui Academy team is the only team in the entire qualifiers that has won all 26 games. This can be regarded as a decisive battle between kings and kings.

If Qian Shui participated in person, he would most likely abstain. It was only the final of the qualifying round anyway.

It's just that the small money is really sweet. Although I borrowed the venue of Tiandou Spirit Arena, the royal family split the accounts. If they don't fight, how can they make money?

Although it was a fight between the same people, it was still a team of all beauties. Even if he put aside the money, Qianshui, as a decent man, would fight for the dignity of the strong!

In short, Shui Zhener proposed to go back and take a look, after all, this game was very important.

It was human nature for the couple to have it. Although Shui Zhener's cultivation was weak, they both went to work every day, so they took her along.

Qianshui, who followed Shui Zhener to the Tianshui College, saw the seven beauties of Tianshui College... students rehearsing the opening dance.

Although Qianshui didn't understand the name of dancing, who would refuse beautiful things?

Qianshui's mind raced, and he remembered the 'Pure Land of Bliss' that Qian Renxue had promised him.

Feng Jingyi, a little follower on the side, saw Qianshui fighting wits and courage with the air and talking to himself, and knew that the couple was showing off again.

Speaking of dancing, Feng Jingyi can't do it, let alone a busy person like Qian Renxue. However, she pulled Qianshui's sleeve, her cheeks slightly red, and said shyly: "Xiaoshui, I can dance for you!"

"Okay, okay!"

Qian Renxue: Danger!

Feng Jingyi said that following Qianshui would help her suppress her killing thoughts, so she would follow in another body, anyway, the tools were confiscated.

Feng Jingyi likes Qianshui, not Qian Renxue. As a big rival in love, he can't like a woman like her, right?

But the problem is that Qianshui is a normal man. He likes women. Not having tools doesn't mean that he can control his mind.

So, running around together every day and watching the competition is naturally okay, but if you say dancing for my man, then I, Qian Renxue, will not do it.

Stealing business? Impossible!

That night, Qianshui enjoyed an experience like an emperor, and the beauty of it was beyond the reach of outsiders~

…

The next day, the expression on Ning Huahua's face in the rest area was obvious, and Ning Rongrong was annoyed.

"Hey, did you eat honey? Why are you smiling so sweetly?"

"Tsk, you little kid, how can you talk like that? Anyway, it's great, you don't understand!"

"What do you mean it's great...you!"