Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Tang Yuehua stood there quietly, listening to the sound of the piano with a serious expression. In her ears, the sound of the piano certainly sounded very different from that of others.

At first, Feng Jingyi's arrival made her preconceived that it was just Xue Qinghe's doing some favors, but when she knew Feng Jingyi's identity, she was uneasy again.

On the one hand, she was a member of the Spirit Hall and Qianshui's teammate. No one knew better than Tang Yuehua how powerful Qianshui was in destroying the two geniuses of the Haotian Sect.

Then there was her nephew Tang San, the son of her brother Tang Hao, who was abolished by Qianshui himself. It was not only the hatred of the sect, but also the grievances of the younger generation. How could Tang Yuehua not hate it?

But this woman calmed down the next day, seemed to have forgotten everything, and calmly accepted Yuexuan's training.

With a little thought, Tang Yuehua had embarrassed her countless times, but this Titled Douluo-level strongman was simply more submissive than ordinary students.

No matter what means, Feng Jingyi can achieve it without compromise.

As the saying goes, what can't be killed will only make her stronger. If you can't embarrass her, you can't drive her away.

In the end, this swordsman who knew almost nothing about etiquette met the graduation conditions within half a year, and finally replaced Princess Xue Ke's position as the most outstanding student, and represented the graduating students to play the harp.

Feng Jingyi, who was quietly playing the harp, was very calm at the moment, just like the tranquility revealed on the outside.

Half a year has passed. How could she have thought that she would play an instrument in front of everyone today?

When she just started to study with Tang Yuehua, she just blindly followed Qianshui's advice. After fighting with Qian Renxue, she hid in Yuexuan like escaping, just wanting to numb her heart with etiquette learning.

However, when she calmed down, she finally had time to think about everything over the years.

In addition to blind obedience, she still blindly followed. She lost her original intention, the heart of the wind that pursued freedom.

She admitted very early that she envied Qianshui, envied him for being able to carry out his will and follow his own ideas almost completely without restraint.

That's why she unconsciously approached the boy who was eight years younger than her.

Finally, the boy grew up and became a man, and she finally sank in the process of chasing Qianshui, forgetting everything, thinking that as long as she got close to him, or even became him, she could get the freedom she longed for.

But when did she stop and think carefully about what Qianshui was doing?

Is he really free? Just like he said, he did what he wanted without breaking the rules.

The heroic act of attacking the Pope in public proved many years later that this was not his willful act after all.

If he didn't do this, he would be completely controlled by his Pope teacher and arranged it clearly.

But is that free? Just like he was still made the leader of their team by the Pope.

He didn't want to, but he had to do it.

So he chose the way he felt most pleasant to complete it all.

What about Guan Fengjingyi herself? She kept saying that she didn't want to be bound by the family and just wanted to go freely according to her own ideas, but did she really do it?

Qianshui had clearly told her the solution, but she just wanted to maintain the status quo. This was the case for Wuhun Academy and Wuhun Team. The final separation was still hard to accept.

If you can't get out, can't get out of your comfort zone, can't adapt to the environment, accumulate strength, and finally change the environment, then you can only be played around by fate.

Just like rushing into the Killing City regardless of everything.

In the end, she benefited from everything that the man taught her, and she was lucky enough to rush out of the Killing City, but in the end she still fell into the devil's way.

The final request for death also turned into a clown act of seeking death and life, and Qianshui still had to cover her.

Each of her teammates lived their own lives, but she didn't take a step out, and seemed to live forever in Qianshui's shadow to seek the dark warmth.

So she will eventually be burned by the scorching sun, because even the sun that seems to be unchanging is actually changing all the time.

Only she, whose heart is for freedom, never really goes in that direction.

Her previous failures were all due to this hesitation, which ultimately made her no longer have the chance to really catch up with that man.

Now, she really wants to take this step. All the haze of the past will not be buried, but will eventually be left behind.

The gentle wind is back, and she starts again. This time, she wants to catch up with that man. Maybe she can only be the monitor who catches truants, but that's enough.

Isn't it?

The gentle breeze gradually rises, the performance ends, and the graduation ceremony ends smoothly.

Every student received his graduation certificate from Xuanzhu Tang Yuehua, and happily threw himself into the arms of his relatives.

Seeing Feng Jingyi walk to her side, Tang Yuehua also said politely: "Congratulations, Fengmo Douluo!"

"You can't hear any congratulations in Xuanzhu's words." With a faint smile, she no longer looks like a wind demon girl. At this moment, Feng Jingyi looks like Xue Ke in her prime.

"Is His Majesty the Exiled Immortal really that strong and intimidating? When I first saw him, I thought he was just a sloppy boy who didn't care about his appearance and didn't follow the rules. Now I can't believe that even one of his ordinary teammates has achieved such success!"

"He is not as strong as you think. According to him, he is just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary person? If he is ordinary, where else can there be ordinary people in the whole continent?"

"It's true. I only realized it recently. I once regarded him as a god, but gods also come step by step.

I once followed him all the way, and found that it was nothing. After walking for a while, I surpassed most people.

The truth is there, the only difference is that he only took one or two more steps. "

Qian Shui always likes to claim that he is an ordinary person, and anyone who comes into contact with him will only think that he is talking nonsense.

But after training step by step, she surpassed Qian Shui in her understanding of the sword. Only then did she realize that he was indeed telling the truth.

Shaking his head, Tang Yuehua did not understand what Feng Jingyi said, but subconsciously asked, "Are you leaving? To the front line of the battlefield?"

"Maybe, my friends are all there, maybe I should also go back to Fengjian Sect to have a look and go home. Goodbye, the eldest lady of Haotian Sect."

When Feng Jingyi had already disappeared from sight and Tang San came to call him, Tang Yuehua finally woke up from the sweat on his back.

"Xiaosan, follow me back to the sect!"

"Auntie, why is this?"

"Wind Demon Douluo, Feng Jingyi! She discovered my identity! She is from Wuhun Palace!" Tang Yuehua was eager to leave, not only for herself, but also for her second brother Tang Hao's life. Son Tang San!

However, she is too weak. She has only been at level nine her whole life and has never known the truth.

"Master Tang Xuan, do you really think your identity is a secret?"

Xue Beng, who was belatedly walking out of the shadows, looked directly at the beauty master.

Just as Qian Shui can control the entire Tiandou Empire, what does that little Yuexuan mean? If it weren't for his deliberate indulgence, Tang Yuehua would have lost his life in the conspiracy at that year's elite tournament.

"I asked many people and checked many things, including my father.

When I discovered that one day fifteen years ago, when Xue Qinghe returned from hunting for souls, he was the only one? !

It was said that the powerful soul beast killed all his subordinates, and he was the only one who escaped by chance.

Brother Tang San, let me ask you, is this possible? "

The probability is so small that it can be ignored!

"Fifteen years ago?!" Although he didn't know what Xue Beng was talking about, the number fifteen years made Tang Yuehua think of it.

Xue Beng's smile was already engraved on his face, "It seems you realized it! That year, the former Pope died!"

Tang San's gloominess was also etched on his face, "Is that the beginning? My birth!"

"Fifteen years! Fifteen years! He will be able to lead his troops and march three thousand miles straight! He will be invincible! He will almost capture the entire Star Luo Empire! The world will be at his mercy!"

The enthusiastic Xue Beng seemed a little confused, "Brother Tang San, when everything is reversed, do you imagine how sweet it will be?!"

"I can't imagine it, but I can imagine peeling him and filing his bones!"

Tang San knew what Xue Beng meant. Just now, when Feng Jingyi finished playing, a piece of news came.

"Hahahaha! Someone is always fooled to death! His ultimate goal is to leave? Hahahaha! If he keeps sitting in this position, with his power, I really don't know where to start!"

After hearing this, Feng Jingyi finally smiled and left with her sword. Someone would always be fooled to death.

To defeat Qian Shui's plan, it would be possible only if the gods from the lower realm killed him, and that was only possible.

Feng Jingyi, who knew the complete plan, understood that Qian Shui had prepared for the war based on the worst-case scenario in which she was killed. Once the war started, unless the Douluo Continent sank, the trend of unification would never be reversed.

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"Sister, they are here again."

"Go get ready."

"yes!"

Ning Rongrong, who was dressed in aqua blue armor, turned and left. She began to mobilize her troops in an orderly manner for defense.

At this moment, she was in the military camp outside Xingluo City. Their troops had been besieging Xingluo City for more than a month.

A large number of elite soul masters, including students from the Tiandou Royal Academy, a total of 100,000 legions were broken into parts, and entered the Star Luo Empire in batches through the Star Dou Forest in a similar way to hunting souls. .

Thanks to the large-scale application of space soul guides, the freedom of battlefield operations has been enhanced to an unprecedented degree.

It is simply incredible that such seemingly impossible military mobilization can be realized.

This kind of planning actually started after the elite competition. For more than half a year, everyone involved in the operation acted in a small team. They were all told only one destination and the supplies and food they should bring.

What was surprisingly smooth was that, just walking around the outside of the Star Dou Forest, there was almost no obstruction from the spirit beasts.

Most of these people are graduates of Tiandou Royal Academy in recent years, or talents recruited by Xue Qinghe. The biggest thing they have in common is that they only obey orders from the Prince's Mansion.

And when they gathered under Xue Qinghe's command again, Xingluo City was already in sight.

The siege of Star Luo City became extremely easy. They were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, completely catching the Star Luo Empire by surprise.

Ning Rongrong came out of the big tent and looked at the group of people doing nothing. She also knew how boring it was to fight a one-sided defensive battle without being able to go out to meet the enemy.

Not long after, the figure wrapped in light cyan soul power quickly flew in front of everyone. Ning Rongrong didn't waste any more words and asked directly: "Feng Xiaotian, how many people are there?"

"About 100,000. To be honest, they can actually organize so many people. Are they driving civilians to the battlefield?"

After saying that, Feng Xiaotian looked back at the seemingly endless crowd on the skyline.

Blinking, Feng Xiaotian's words did not make Ning Rongrong's expression fluctuate in any other way. "Prepare artillery fire, just defeat them. Grandpa Jian, Teacher Ling, you should guard against any unusual movements in Xingluo City."

"No problem."

Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief after everyone took their orders and left.

Pick up the communication soul guide device, Ning Rongrong dialed the communication frequency of other people thousands of miles away.

Ning Rongrong: "Bing'er, did it work?"

Shui Bing'er: "The plan failed. There is indeed a strong man in Dai Mubai's tent. The soul guide musket was stopped by a strange sickle at the moment of hitting.

Fortunately, it was far away and escaped quickly, otherwise it would have been caught."