People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Facing the glare of the sword on his face, Sword Douluo raised his brows lightly, lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and rose up using his strength. He came to Jun Yi's side in an instant, and his fingers directly touched Jun Yi's soul guide sword.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of collision spread throughout the training ground, and then Jun Yi's figure flew out again.

This time, he did not continue to use the Slaughterhouse, but chose to resist Sword Douluo's attack, because just now Sword Douluo only used ordinary swordsmanship and did not release soul power.

Even so, Jun Yi still couldn't withstand Sword Douluo's blow. Even though his body was covered with armed domineering energy, he still felt that the hand holding the long sword was shaking slightly.

Although it was just a simple sparring match, he deeply understood the gap between the two. The pressure Sword Douluo put on him was too great, and Jun Yi had no way to deal with Sword Douluo.

"If you don't fight Grandpa Jian, you can't beat him at all." Jun Yi inserted the long sword of the soul guide into the scabbard, then loaded it on his right arm and said.

Hearing Jun Yi speak like this, Sword Douluo also regained his momentum and said with satisfaction:

"You brat, your strength is stronger than I expected. Not only your use of space movement or the sword light you just slashed out, ordinary great soul masters can't resist it at all. If you encounter some three yellow soul rings, My soul master will also suffer a loss if you accept it.”

Sword Douluo praised Jun Yi without hesitation. During the previous fight, he once again clearly felt the power of Jun Yi's blue space. There are not many people in the world who possess this kind of space type martial spirit. .

However, someone like Jun Yi, who can materialize a space, then wrap himself and his enemies in it, and control the things inside at will, is indeed a bit perverted when you think about it.

"Boy, just by virtue of your ability to exchange things in space, you already have the prerequisites to become a powerful control-type soul master."

Jun Yi regained his stinky look again and said: "Grandpa Jian, thank you for your compliment. When I become a Titled Douluo, we will definitely be invincible in the mainland if we join forces."

Sword Douluo had a dark look on his face. Jun Yi was good at everything, but he was the kind of master who would shine brightly if given a little sunshine.

Sword Douluo coughed twice, then looked at Jun Yi seriously and said, "You brat, even if we join forces after you become a titled Douluo, we may not be able to become the strongest in the continent."

"In the Douluo Continent, there are Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons, and there are so many hidden powerful men. Only the leader of the Haotian Sect back then could be called invincible." Sword Douluo said with emotion.

"It's okay, Grandpa Jian. The leader of the Haotian Sect was so powerful. Isn't he gone now? When those old guys are dead, if the two of us join forces again, won't we still be invincible?"

"You boy!"

Listening to Jun Yi's nonsensical remarks, Sword Douluo was indeed amused. With Jun Yi's shameless and shameless character, even if he were allowed to explore the mainland alone in the future, he would definitely not suffer too much.

Sword Douluo waved his hand and said: "You brat, don't think about the future. I have basically known your physical strength. Next, I will increase your training volume and instruct you on some self-created soul skills." Experience, you have to be mentally prepared.”

"Uh-huh."

…

Just like that, Jun Yi's pig-killing cry echoed through the entire Qibao Glazed Sect again, but the number of howls was significantly less.

In Ning Rongrong's boudoir, Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes while taking a medicinal bath. At this time, her whole body ached, as if her whole body was not hers.

"Why, the sect killed pigs again?" Ning Rongrong asked weakly.

"Miss, you're awake."

The servant on the side saw Ning Rongrong regaining consciousness and quickly handed her a glass of water.

Ning Rongrong wanted to take the water glass and drink it in one gulp, but the soreness had overwhelmed her body, and her hands were so soft that she could not hold the white porcelain teacup.

The servant quickly supported Ning Rongrong, leaned her against the tub, and helped her feed her.

After drinking the tea, Ning Rongrong felt much more comfortable. Looking at Ning Rongrong's appearance, the servant asked curiously: "Miss, why did you suddenly start exercising? I heard from other people that you were surrounding us. The Qibao Glazed Sect has made a full circle, which is really impressive."

"In less than one lap, about sixty-seven tenths of the way, my body couldn't hold on any longer," Ning Rongrong replied.

"That's amazing. You can run so far for the first time. If Miss exercises more in the future, it won't be difficult to surpass other disciples." The servant complimented.

"It's still far from Junyi."

"Master Jun, after he carried the young lady back today, I saw that he seemed to smile a little. It's really strange." The maid muttered.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's expression suddenly brightened a little. She looked up at the maid and said, "Jun Yi, did he see me sleeping and deliberately laugh at me in front of you?"

The maid quickly waved her hand and explained: "No, no, miss, you misunderstood. I saw relief in Master Jun's eyes. I guess he was also impressed by the perseverance of the miss."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong said calmly: "That's right, no matter who I am, I will definitely be able to surpass Jun Yi in the future and make him willingly call me Sister Rongrong."

This look is exactly the same as Jun Yi's expression when he had a fight with Sword Fighter Luo just now, he looked like a boy and a little girl of Dese.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Calculating the time, it's about half an hour." The maid replied.

"That's about it. I still have to go to Grandpa Jian's place for training." After saying that, Ning Rongrong stood up, resisting the fatigue and pain in her body. The servants helped her change clothes and eat.

Then, Ning Rongrong, wearing a blue dress and a ponytail, walked out of the room and slowly walked towards the training ground. The servants behind her looked at Ning Rongrong like this and whispered to each other.

"Miss Rongrong is working so hard. She must have met someone she likes. It must be Master Jun Yi."

"It must be, otherwise she wouldn't work so hard, but she doesn't seem to realize it herself."

...

In the training ground, Jun Yi no longer looked so proud. He was panting and sitting on the ground with difficulty. A trace of sweat kept falling from his forehead. Although there was some dust on his body, he was not as embarrassed as before.

"It seems that the soul ring produced by your martial spirit has really brought you a great improvement." Jian Douluo murmured.

"Ha, yes, that's right."

Just when Jun Yi was about to say something, Jian Douluo's figure disappeared instantly, leaving Jun Yi somewhat confused. He turned around and found that Ning Rongrong had actually come to the training ground, and Jian Douluo came to Ning Rongrong like a baby, full of love.

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