Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

But when he left, he turned back and sneered at the tent that was almost covered by snow and wind, and the gray and black color on his face flashed.

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In the entertainment room of the Prince's Mansion, young students were happy to play here instead of going to the hall to talk with adults, so as to avoid being asked such boring questions as "Do you have a boyfriend?" and "How is your cultivation progress?".

"Speaking of which, what is this? Senior sister, do you know?"

"Planetarium."

Bai Chenxiang, who was wearing a new goose yellow long skirt, was curiously turning a spherical object and asking her senior sister Qian Shuishui.

Although she was called a senior sister, Qian Shuishui, who was still in a school uniform, was much younger than Bai Chenxiang. After the end of the year, she would only be eleven years old.

"What is a planetarium?" It seemed like there were a hundred thousand whys. Bai Chenxiang always liked to communicate with her little senior sister in this way.

At this time, Ji Jiaojiao, who was wearing a black dress and accompanied her brother Mu Hongchen, came over from behind the two of them, "This is the earth under our feet."

"Isn't the earth flat? How can it be a ball?"

"This point, your teacher and we have proved it. Once, we went from the west to the east, circled half of the planet, and landed on the east coast, which completely proved that the earth under our feet is a spherical planet."

As a leader in science and engineering, Ji Jiaojiao effortlessly popularized science for them.

"Is it true?" Oscar, who was also in school uniform, ran over with a book called "Wandering Douluo Star" in his hand.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was also holding "The Great Ruler" but wearing a tight black combat suit, also looked over curiously.

With crescent-shaped eyes, Bai Chenxiang asked Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing with a smile, "Uncle Sausage, what are you and Sister Zhuqing reading?"

"Wandering on Douluo Star, it tells the story that the people on Douluo Star are all ordinary people, without martial spirits and soul power, encountering a crisis, and humans use soul guide technology to push the planet and escape from danger.

It is a magnificent story that lasts for thousands of years and hundreds of generations."

"It is also Douluo Star, ascending the road to heaven, singing and walking, and covering the sky with a snap of fingers." Oscar was reading a short story, and Zhu Zhuqing obviously didn't finish reading it, so she could only hold up the thick book and say this sentence with apology.

After saying this, Bai Chenxiang understood that they were all reading about the planet. No wonder they looked back when she asked, "Oh, what's wrong with Xiaowu?"

Everyone followed Bai Chenxiang's gaze and saw Xiaowu, who was lying on the sofa, drooling and sleeping soundly.

"Oh, Xiao Wu, at first she pestered Zhu Qing to read to her, but she fell asleep while listening. She is insulated from words~" Bingdi appeared out of nowhere with a emerald green ponytail, just sticking out of the height of the sofa.

"Teacher Bing, aren't you also..."

"Shut up! Oscar! I'm not! I didn't! You saw it wrong!"

Just when Bingdi was being arrogant, Ning Rongrong pulled a man in silver-white plate armor, making a clanging sound, and walked in with a somewhat unhappy guard-like person.

"Oh, Brother Shui, it's okay! Wait until Brother Xue and the others come back before you go back! You must know it in advance, right!"

If this is Qianshui, then 80% of it will come in. No matter who is the boss, even if you are the boss, slacking off is the most important thing!

The problem is that Qian Renxue is in this body now, and she just doesn't want to come in and face so many beautiful women. If she is pushed, will she accept it? Or not?

This is a very profound philosophical question, and she needs to think about it carefully.

"Haha... Good evening, everyone..."

"Teacher!" "Your Majesty the Exiled Immortal!" "Huo Huo!"

Everyone greeted each other in various ways, but Qian Shuishui was the only one who tilted her head with a confused look on her face, not caring that Bai Chenxiang was poking her in the back.

But soon the scene became quiet, and it seemed a little awkward.

After all, the elite competition left a very deep impression on everyone, and it was all negative impressions.

Xiao Wu, who woke up at some point, came to this "Qian Shui" in a hopping manner, wearing a pink and white long skirt, pink and white stockings with silver patterns, and silver high heels that made a sound. It was obviously a new dress, and with the light makeup on her face, she was carefully dressed.

But just as she approached, Xiao Wu sniffed, and then looked up and down at this "Qian Shui", and ran back to her original position with a look of disgust on her face.

Chapter 272: Sword War, the Strangeness of the Chosen One [6000 words]

"Qinghe, Huahua, are you here?"

Outside the imperial city, Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua just got off the carriage and happened to meet Ning Fengzhi.

If Ning Huahua had not married into the royal family, Ning Fengzhi would not have to come, but as the nominal father of the Crown Princess, Ning Fengzhi also had the title of the emperor's uncle, becoming a foreign relative.

With different identities, it is natural that he would have to participate in the royal banquet.

"Teacher!"

Xue Qinghe performed a teacher-apprentice ceremony, and Ning Huahua bowed, but the two most powerful young rulers of the empire did not lose their manners or show any disrespect.

"Good, good, good!" Although Xue Qinghe was always told not to do this, Ning Fengzhi was still happy with the courtesy.

After all, he was the father's name, and the few people tacitly did not mention the matter of the Crown Prince, but the scene could not be cold, "Huahua's dress is very beautiful!"

It is rare that Ning Huahua is not obsessed with bright red clothes. This outfit and her mood today may be good. The smiling Ning Huahua makes Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but admire her. She thought that Ning Rongrong would wear something like this when she reaches her age. I'm afraid her clothes are equally beautiful, right?

Someone knew that it was quite embarrassing in the prince's palace. Of course the little angel smiled reluctantly, but on the surface it looked like Ning Huahua was smiling gracefully, but she teased: "Yun Xiang's clothes and Hua Xiang's appearance~"

Although he didn’t know whether the poem about banishing immortals was about the imperial concubine, himself, or the prosperous Tang Dynasty itself, Ning Fengzhi was shocked when someone casually recited, “Is there a sequel to Qinghe?”

The smile suddenly became sharp. Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Huahua and read out the rest of the poem, "The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai!"

Let me ask, who doesn’t love Taibai?

Someone's mind has drifted to that place, that era, where 'nine heavens closed the palace, and all nations worshiped their crowns in beautiful clothes'.

He stretched out his hand to hold the beautiful woman in front of him. It can be said that "the two famous flowers in the country are in love, and the king often makes him smile." ’

Qian Renxue also roughly understood the origin of Ning Huahua’s name, ‘Hua Xiangrong’? Mr. Qianshui is a master who can make the high-ranking and the vulgar into the unbearable~

"You two!" Ning Fengzhi smiled and couldn't help but sigh.

First, the artistic conception of this poem is truly beyond the weight that Ning Huahua can bear, and second, Xue Qinghe actually has such courage.

I still remember the first time I met Ning Huahua, her eclectic and wonderful personality. No matter how you thought, Xue Qinghe married Ning Huahua because of the child in Ning Huahua's belly and her status as a descendant of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

But now it seems that these two people may really love each other.

"How come your two majesties have never been with the teacher?" Xue Qinghe asked.

Ning Fengzhi came to this royal dinner alone, and he was always accompanied by one of them.

"Uncle Jian said that there was a very strong kendo aura surging in the Sunset Forest. He wanted to take a look, so Uncle Gu stayed behind in Qibao City. I think it was just a dinner party. Uncle Jian came as he left, and there was no danger at all. I came first."

The three of them walked towards the palace. Someone also turned on his senses to check, and couldn't help but sigh, "So that's it."

"The new calendar has been announced, and the end of the year is a festive season. Qinghe and Huahua, please drink a few more drinks today."

"It's true, but it can't compare to your teacher!"

"Hahaha! This can be considered a talent of the Qibao Glazed Sect! It must be the same for Huahua, right?"

Knowing that it was actually Qian Shui he was talking about, the little angel smiled secretly in his heart. That's not necessarily true. Qian Shui is not Jiu Mengzi, so he probably didn't inherit this talent.

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The banquet had no impact on anything, just like the sad Feng Jingyi.

Somewhere in the Sunset Forest, the wind sword suddenly rose, the wind roared, and its owner waved it. There is no structure, but it highlights the chaotic inner thoughts of its owner.

"Little girl, what a great swordsmanship!" The sudden voice came from very close.

Originally, Feng Jingyi shouldn't be like this with her current level of cultivation, but it actually happened.

"The power of the sword is strange, but the intention of the sword is as powerful as a violent storm, and it hurts people's hearts. Your Fengjian Sect has a talent like you." The person who spoke was none other than Sword Douluo Chenxin.

The sword intent from Feng Jingyi did not converge. Although it did not activate the Killing God Realm, it soared into the sky. Even far away in Qibao City, Chen Xin still felt this strong momentum.

Out of curiosity, Chen Xin also came here like nosy.

But Feng Jingyi just looked directly at Chen Xin, with no intention of paying any attention to him, but the annoyance in her eyes was real.

The absurdity during the day made it difficult for her to calm down. Now she was venting alone, but she still had to be disturbed.

The next moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed through Sword Douluo's eyes, and the next moment, there was a sword in front of him.

It was a long sword that was completely blue and looked like a crystal carving. There are nine stars on this long sword, which represent the colors of the soul rings of two yellow, two purple and five black respectively.

Seeing this sword, Feng Jingyi couldn't help but feel a little pale. Being able to cultivate the soul ring to the point where it separates from the appearance of the own soul ring and merges with the martial soul shows how deep the cultivation of this Sword Douluo in front of her is.

Chen Xin slowly raised his hand, his eyes not looking at Feng Jingyi at all, but completely focused on his sword. "The sword is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and has a handle one foot two inches long. It is called Seven Kills."

Feng Jingyi had only seen this level of fusion of martial soul and body in Qian Shui, although Qian Shui preferred to release soul ring equipment 13.

But when he fought against Tang Chen, the divine light of Yuanshen Wuhun was far more blazing than Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword.

Although she is not yet at this level, she is still not weak, because most of her cultivation is focused on the refinement of the God of Killing field.

Therefore, although the sword holders had sympathy for each other and inevitably wanted to have a fight, Feng Jingyi subconsciously activated the Killing God Realm.

While Chen Xin was summoning the Seven Killing Sword with an imposing manner, the wind sword with slightly red lines in Feng Jingyi's hand was activated. The red lines suddenly became as blazing as fire, the blood-red soul power light overshadowed the original color of the wind sword, and the realm of the God of Death unfolded.

The sky and the earth, which were originally covered in heavy snow in the dark night, seemed to suddenly become paler and colder.

Faced with such Feng Jingyi, Chen Xin also burst out with strong murderous intent. His Seven Killing Domain also unfolded at the same time, colliding with the Killing God Domain. "What a Killing God Domain! The elite arena has concerns, here and now. , you and I are in this situation to fight each other, you girl from the Fengjian Sect, are you willing?"

Those who responded to Chen Xin were Feng Jingyi who disappeared from the spot, and Feng Jian who collided with the Seven Killing Sword!

Ding ding ding, intensive sword strikes began. The two swordsmen had a tacit understanding and did not use soul skills but simply competed with sword skills.

Feng Jingyi's sword skills were all inherited from Qian Shui's understanding of the 'Nine Swords'. The sword demon's sword skills are first about speed, and then about attacking but not defending. This is the basis.

The premise of being offensive but not defensive is to understand the opponent's move, which is to "break the move". Although Qian Shui was not able to develop the complete "Nine Swords" back then, this idea was mastered by his teammates. , each came out of his own understanding.

Among them, the one who has gone the furthest is the owner of Fengjian Wuhun, Feng Jingyi, who is originally the most talented in swordsmanship.

Under the airtight attack, even a veteran like Chen Xin, a swordsman, was unable to resist for a while and could only defend passively.

As both a titled Douluo, Chen Xin is already on the verge of breaking through to the level 97 peak Douluo, and his overall strength is stronger than Feng Jingyi.

But sometimes a high level and sufficient soul power may not necessarily be able to be fully utilized, especially if the skills are completely suppressed.

In human terms, the efficiency of energy use cannot be compared. Higher skills mean greater strength at a smaller cost. The trade-off is the chance of victory.

This is the concept Feng Jingyi gained from Qian Shui, and it has been put into practice by herself. It wasn't until she arrived in the Killing City that endless actual combat pushed her swordsmanship skills to another peak.

But, they are still soul masters!

The next moment, Sword Douluo's faint voice actually sounded from all directions, "In the face of absolute strength, all skills are illusory. The seventh soul skill, the Seven Kills True Body!"

In Feng Jingyi's eyes, the Seven Kills Sword suddenly became extremely huge. After it stretched out in the air, a huge shadow with a height of five meters appeared. The shadow looked exactly like Sword Douluo Chenxin.

He was seen holding the sword with one hand, and with a slight movement of his body as if following the laws of heaven, he swung out the huge Seven Kills Sword as if it was alive. At this moment, the Seven Killing Sword seemed to have drained away all the power around it, forcibly tearing open Feng Jingyi's God of Death domain.