People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"Not bad, not bad." Wilkin looked satisfied. As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the table, raised his head slightly, with a proud look on his face, and said loudly: "How is it? I just said it, Jin Can will definitely win.

wrong."

"What the Bishop said is that my subordinate is blind."

The middle-aged man hurriedly handed over his hand with a convinced look on his face, and his voice softened a bit: "Then we will continue to press the Golden Warriors to win?" They received the news that the Golden Warriors would fight again in three days at noon.

"Press, why not press? Give me as much pressure as you can!" Wilkin said loudly. As he spoke, the scene when he met Platinum Bishop Turalyon three days ago appeared in his mind. The old guy looked like a licker.

He looked like he wanted to fly over and call the Holy Son daddy.

There must be some inside story that I don't know about. His Royal Highness the Holy Son has something. It shouldn't be difficult to win 39 consecutive games, right? Will the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Hall be worse than Tang Hao?

Otherwise, the group of titled elders in the Consecration Hall would be willing to accept the orders of the Holy Son.

Now that the Pope's Palace and the Enshrinement Palace are united, it might have something to do with His Highness the Holy Son.

By the way, Turalyon's strength seems to have become stronger again. He is almost over 100 years old. Is there still a chance to break through the title? Wilkin feels sad. They are all academy instructors in the same class, and he is still a soul now.

St.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

We agreed to run around in the sunset together and pick up female mentors together? Why did you go solo, Tu Gouzi!

...

The streets in Gengxin City are wide and extend in all directions, and the temperature is still low at night. The wind howls hard and the window frames rattle. The difference from the past is that tonight's night is no longer pitch black, and the streets are no longer lonely.

People. The lights all over the street drive away the night, reflecting the orange color. The noisy people come and go, warming the air.

This city full of wind and sand has surprisingly opened a nightclub mode.

Even hotel meals have increased in price.

Ning Xiaotian ordered two more spicy rabbit heads, and he and his dog son ate them happily.

After eating and drinking enough, continue practicing the Soul Condensation Sword.

Not long after, eight illusory flying swords were arranged in a fan shape behind his head. He was going to consume all his soul power and then practice it. At the same time, he brushed up his proficiency in condensing the sword body. What do you call is a man's romance, such as

Say: "Here comes the sword!"

If nothing else, he is handsome!

Concentrating, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought to himself: "What should I do if I encounter an iron bastard opponent like today in the killing city in the future? For example, the opponent's martial spirit is a shield or he is simply a defense thief.

The most powerful bastard martial spirit. Tang San even encountered Contra in the Hell Killing Fields. He has attack and control martial spirits, but I don’t!"

"With my soul power and physical exertion, I will definitely not be able to defeat those high-level soul masters. It will be difficult for me if I am surrounded."

"Besides, my flying sword shouldn't be able to pierce the defense of this kind of soul master, and harassment can't withstand a large number of people. Can I only use poison?" Ning Xiaotian thought about it, and his brows gradually wrinkled, "But what if it happens? For example, the opposite side

Several control types formed a group to play with me and tied them up. Wouldn't it be 100% sure to hang me up and whip me? There are also the kind of repelling type that can blow away the poison..."

"Damn it, it would be great if I could fly. If I just throw concealed weapons in the sky and release poisonous gas, no one would be able to get close to me."

"Fly!?" Ning Xiaotian was shocked and jumped up on the spot, "Sword Douluo can fly with a sword, why can't I?" His eyes lit up, and he murmured: "Flying with a sword, that's...

It’s the fairy dream of countless people.”

"Why didn't I think of this before? I can handle a sword now..." Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian slapped his forehead and waved his hand to disperse the flying swords behind his head, leaving only the most solid one, which he controlled to move towards.

Fly away from your feet.

Concentrating his concentration, the flying sword hovered steadily two fingers above the ground.

"The essence of flying with a sword should be that a certain form can carry the weight of the human body and still float." Ning Xiaotian thought, "So it should be feasible for me to control the flying sword to lift myself up with my strong mental power.

.”

That’s how it should be!

Thinking of this, he stepped lightly with his right foot and instantly felt a slight pressure in his mind.

This feeling of repulsion seems feasible!

I lift my left foot like this again...

"Paji!" Ning Xiaotian leaned back, his butt landed on the ground, and the flying sword drifted to one side. His head was buzzing, there was a strong feeling of pain, fluids were flying in front of his eyes, and he even had a feeling of vomiting in his throat.

This is definitely not airsickness.

"What's going on? When fighting Sword Douluo with Bone Douluo, it feels quite easy to use. Just step on it and take off..." Ning Xiaotian blinked his eyes, his head shook slightly, and he was afraid of hitting his right hand.

Chest, relieve discomfort.

"Isn't that how it works? Why do I feel that the high school physics knowledge I learned in my previous life is not very useful... That's right, I have traveled through a fantasy world, how can I still use scientific thinking to explain it. Newton, Newton, your coffin board is fast

Cover it."

"Do we still need to consider gravity and repulsion? I don't know how to do this." Ning Xiaotian scratched his head unwillingly, "Or another way of thinking, control the soul power to continuously erupt under the sword to form power? This... soul power should not be able to withstand

Stop. Or do you need to control the flying sword to move quickly to bring yourself up? No, no, Sword Douluo stepped on it directly at that time."

The train of thought suddenly stopped.

Ning Xiaotian looked at the flying sword on the ground in a daze, his brows furrowed, and he recalled over and over again in his mind Sword Douluo's teachings to him, as well as the scenes when he was dueling with Bone Douluo and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"In the battle between Sword Douluo and Golden Crocodile Douluo, he needed to fly quickly to high altitude to distance himself. It seems that he used his third soul skill, Sword Wings as Flying. But usually when he was rushing in the sect, he would step on the sword

He was flying at low altitude and looked very leisurely. He probably didn't use any soul skills at this time. Is there a connection between this?" Ning Xiaotian thought.

"Is it because you are familiar with soul skills?"

"Or is it because you successfully created the unique skill of combining man and sword later?"

"Sword Douluo once said that after practicing distraction control, he achieved the ultimate control over his body and soul power. Later, through many studies of his own soul skills and martial arts, he finally realized how to master the human sword.

The unique skill of unity. When teaching myself, the most common saying is: treat the sword as a part of your body." Ning Xiaotian recalled.

"Think of the sword as part of your body." He murmured softly.

"I can now easily control the long sword condensed with soul power to fly freely. In addition to having strong mental power and soul power control, there is also the most fundamental reason, that is, this soul power was cultivated by myself.

energy."

"But my physical body is not energy."

"It's still very heavy!" Ning Xiaotian added in his heart.

Although his current height is only 1.75 meters without shoes, his weight is over 150 kilograms.

The soul master absorbs soul rings and soul bones, which have the effect of strengthening the physical body, and coupled with his own cultivation of soul power. This results in the density of the soul master's bones and muscles being high, and even the height of the soul master has skyrocketed, almost from the inside out.

evolution.

This also makes it extremely rare for low-level soul masters to marry high-level soul masters on the mainland.

She may look petite, with fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs, and a delicate and soft body, but her weight is hard to tell at a glance.

Especially the girl who is a beast soul master of the attack and defense types. She is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 160 centimeters. She has a voluptuous figure and a beautiful face. She can carry her husband. She sleeps hard and sleeps all night. Her voice is charming: "Husband, stay with me."

I ride a horse."

"Ah! Stop, stop, stop... my waist is broken!"