Douluo's Beginning breaks with Tang Hao

Chapter 163 The Storm of the Young Generation

Chapter 163 The storm of the younger generation

Author: Canglan Qidian

Chapter 163 The storm of the younger generation

There were still a few days left before the continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect looked at the letter sent by the Haotian Sect.

Sword Douluo's mental energy swept away and he frowned slightly, "Feng Zhi, what kind of medicine do you think the Haotian Sect sells in this gourd?"

Naturally, it was impossible to include Tang Han's information in the Haotian Sect's letter. It only said that the Haotian Sect was about to leave the mountain. It would first send a few disciples out to participate in the Soul Master Competition with the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect and defeat the Wuhun Palace team.

If you get first place, you will be rewarded five to five points.

Naturally, what Haotian Sect wanted could not escape Ning Fengzhi's mind.

"Uncle Jian, regardless of what kind of medicine is sold in the Haotian Sect's gourd, the Haotian Sect's emergence from the mountain will definitely bring more benefits than disadvantages to our Qibao Glazed Sect. Since the Haotian Sect's retreat from the world, the scale of the Wuhun Palace has increased.

The bigger it gets, the lower four sects also have the faint idea of ​​​​attaching themselves to Wuhun Palace. In the past twenty years, the mainland has been quiet and scary."

Sword Douluo's expression changed slightly, "Fengzhi, what do you mean?"

Ning Fengzhi said: "I still remember that when I was young, the mainland soul master world was turbulent, with visible and invisible battles happening everywhere. But in the past twenty years, such battles have almost disappeared. The entire continent

, the soul master worlds of the two empires are terribly quiet. But I vaguely feel that a storm is coming. Perhaps, in a few years, the situation in the soul master world will change."

Hearing this, Sword Douluo frowned. He was not Bone Douluo. He knew very well the hidden power of Wuhun Palace. Once that person made a move, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would not be able to resist at all.

"Uncle Jian, it's useless for me to think so much now. The top priority is this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Master Competition. This time, the Wuhun Palace actually gave out four soul bones as the key to the All-Continent Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition.

Prize, they probably feel like they have a chance to win this time.”

Speaking of this, Ning Fengzhi revealed a strange smile, "I'm afraid Wuhun Palace wouldn't have thought that our Qibao Glazed Sect and Haotian Sect would cooperate this time, with the help of our world's number one auxiliary system Wuhun.

The first martial spirit, the Spirit Hall will probably lose all its money this time."

"Let Rongrong also participate in the Soul Master Competition this time. This girl hasn't practiced well recently and has started to make a fuss. Let her meet all the young heroes in the Soul Master world."

Sword Douluo said with some dissatisfaction: "Rong Rong has already worked very hard, why bother forcing her like this?"

Without taking the fairy grass, with the full accumulation of resources from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong broke through the ninth level in two years, and now has reached level 36. In addition to absorbing the thousand-year-old third soul ring to upgrade to one level, Ning Rongrong

Rongrong can be said to be improving at a rate of four levels a year.

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Jian, the huge foundation of Qibao Glazed Sect will eventually be handed over to Rongrong. When I was this age, my family had already handed over several properties to me to take care of, but Rongrong only plays for fun.

"

Sword Douluo said nonchalantly: "With your physical condition, it will be no problem for you to last another twenty years. Rongrong's heart will be relieved."

Ning Fengzhi was completely speechless. I had said before that the soul master world would change in a few years. As soon as I talked about Ning Rongrong, I forgot about it in the blink of an eye. As a sect leader, I am really tired.

In Wuhundian Academy, in a luxurious box, four young people, three men and one woman, were sitting in it.

Beside them, Ju Douluo, who looked like a baby and was wearing heavy makeup, spread out the information about the students of the Soul Master Competition on the table.

"Little guys, these are the positive and negative captains of the students participating in the Soul Master Competition from major colleges. Take a look and see if there is anything you need to pay attention to."

Yan glanced at it and said disdainfully: "There is no opponent."

Xie Yue also glanced at this group of soul masters, none of whom had reached the Soul King level, and said a relatively neutral answer, "It's a bit interesting."

"Xiao San, what do you think?"

Hu Liena leaned on Tang San's strong shoulders and said with a smile.

Tang San smiled bitterly and said, "You still have to be careful, lest you capsize in the gutter."

Ju Douluo glanced at Yan and said, "Yan, learn from Xiaosan, when will you change your arrogance?"

In terms of level, Tang San is the lowest among the four, but in terms of strength, he can stand up to Xie Yue and Yan alone.

Yan Lao nodded honestly but didn't take it to heart at all. Is there a problem with telling the truth?

In the prince's residence, Tang Han lay on Qian Renxue's thighs, which were as white as snow and round and elastic. Qian Renxue was carefully cleaning his ears with a small instrument.

"Xiaohan, I heard that a group of noble children in the Noble Court were killed. The entire aristocratic circle of the Tiandou Empire was in a state of shock. And the Tiandou royal family has not been able to find the murderer so far."

Tang Han turned around, pointed his other ear upward, shrugged and said, "It's a joke, if I let the big white geese of the Tiandou royal family find any clues, it would be really embarrassing."

"Xue'er, the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition will start in a few days. Which team do you think is better for Na'er and I to join?"

Qian Renxue said calmly: "Since you and Na'er want to compete in the Soul Master Competition alone, you can either go to the Tiandou Royal Second Team or go to other colleges to become temporary students."

Tang Han thought for a moment and then said: "That's the second team. In this way, in the eyes of that old guy Xue Ye, our relationship with Xue Qinghe will be closer, and we can also contribute to the proposal of compulsory education."

"Brother Xiaohan, what level of soul power do you think we use in the soul master competition?"

Na'er handed him the cloth recording the students from major colleges in the Soul Master Competition. Tang Han directly turned to the last page. He ignored all the information about the students from major colleges in the two empires. He only wanted to know that he had not taken jelly grass.

What kind of strength did Tang San have after being trained in Wuhun Hall?

Tang San, level 43 healing soul sect, martial soul blue silver king, two yellow and two purple soul rings.

Tang Han's pupils widened slightly, oh, that's awesome. As expected of the Wuhun Palace, it is rich in resources. In the original book, Tang San took jelly grass and spent several months in the finals of the Soul Master Competition before reaching level 43. Now he doesn't take jelly grass.

The timeline reached level 43 a few months in advance.

Suddenly, another person attracted Tang Han's attention, Yan, a level 53 attack spirit king, a martial spirit flame lord, with a yellow, yellow, purple, and black soul ring.

Well, this guy San Huo has really improved his cultivation by not being a dog licker, but that's it.

After closing the cloth, Tang Han said calmly: "Na'er, let's use the cultivation level of the 43rd level soul sect. There are no restrictions this time. You can use both moon chase and self-created soul skills. Let's concoct a martial soul.

The palace team."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Han didn't notice an intriguing smile on Qian Renxue's lips when he said the last few words.

(End of chapter)

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