Ronin from Douluo

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"My good disciple, you don't know your master anymore?"

The old man in white looked at Zeng Yi and said with a half-smile, "The word "good disciple" is very heavy.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zeng Yi felt a chill in his heart, and his face was extremely serious. He could appear in front of him out of thin air, and yet he couldn't detect a trace of his aura. With such strength, he was definitely not an ordinary soul master.

A strong person, an absolute strong person, at least a Contra level soul master.

What this old man in white said made Zeng Yi feel shocked again, and he began to feel confused.

Master? When did I have a master?

This question made Zeng Yi a little unclear.

"Master? Is he Master's master? Isn't that Yan Que's master?" The words of the old man in white shocked Yan Que, and he looked at the old man in white standing in front of him nervously.

"Well, hello, Master, my name is Yan Que! I am Master's disciple." Yan Que quickly bowed to the old man in white and said in a very nervous tone.

Looking at the little girl greeting him, Sword Douluo was speechless. He suddenly had a disciple out of nowhere. Now, not only did he have a disciple, but he also had disciples and grandsons. What kind of thing is this?

Seeing that the old man in white didn't speak and was bending down to bow to him, Yan Que felt even more nervous and didn't dare to raise his head.

Does it mean that Master doesn't like me and I haven't done a good job? By the way, I should kneel down and salute.

Yanque cursed in his heart that he was too stupid. Just when he was about to kneel down and salute this master, his hand stopped him. Looking along, he saw that it was his master's arm.

"Xiao Yanque, please step back." Zeng Yi stared at the old man in front of him without squinting, and said seriously.

"oh."

Seeing her master's solemn expression, Yanque responded. Although she didn't know what was going on, she obeyed her master's words even more and retreated behind him obediently.

Looking at his master's solemn profile, Yan Que was very confused. Isn't this his master's teacher? Why does his master look like this?

Could it be that there is some conflict between their master and disciple?

Thinking of this, Yan Que couldn't help but think of various scenarios in his mind.

The expression of this old man was very indifferent, and his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him. He just stood there quietly and did not speak. But just standing there, he still gave people a feeling that he was the only one in the world.

This scene made Zeng Yi's throat slide. The old man stood like this without releasing any breath, but Zeng Yi felt a great pressure, which was the oppression from his soul.

Zeng Yi simply couldn't imagine how terrifying this man's strength was, and how far apart the two were to allow him to be like this.

"Haha, this senior is joking. I have been wandering alone. There is no master. Have you found the wrong person? Why don't you go look elsewhere. I still have something to do, so I won't bother you, senior."

Zeng Yi looked at the old man in white and said with a slight smile, but the corners of his mouth were trembling and twitching.

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Name: Chenxin.

Wuhun:Seven Killing Sword.

Soul power: level ninety-six (titled Douluo)

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While talking, Zeng Yi secretly checked the information of the old man in white. When he saw it clearly, Zeng Yi was completely stunned.

Level ninety-six?

Titled Douluo??

Never won?

At this time, Zeng Yi's heart just exploded on the spot, and then spiraled into the sky.

Last time we were blocked, there was a crowd of people, including soul king level beings. But this time, no more, the highest level of combat power, Titled Douluo, this time you run around and see

?

Who can withstand this shit?

Zeng Yi really doesn’t know what evil he has done and why he is being targeted by others and chasing after him. It doesn’t matter if there is a soul king on the scene, he can still withstand it. But, even if you want to hunt me down

, I have to pay attention to a step-by-step approach. First Soul Emperor, then Soul Saint, and then Soul Douluo, so that I can have a chance to develop secretly. But, does this go against common sense? If you fail once, you will immediately overturn the table.

, let a Titled Douluo-level master come to kill me? Oh my God, I'm just a soul master!

And he is also a Titled Douluo up to level ninety-six!

Although Zeng Yi doesn't remember many details in the book Douluo Dalu very clearly, he still remembers the strength levels of soul masters quite clearly.

Even Titled Douluo are divided into levels. Titled Douluo with level 91 to level 94 soul power are just ordinary titles. But after crossing the threshold of level 95, their strength is different.

Now, above level ninety-five, one is called a Super Douluo. Each time the soul power increases by one level, there is a big gap. As for how much the gap is, Zeng Yi doesn't quite remember. Anyway, it's just that it's very strong.

There is another level above the Super Douluo, which is the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo. Titled Douluo of this level is already the ceiling of soul power. If you go one step further, you will become a god at level 100! And the closest thing to a god

The Ultimate Douluo can also use part of the power of gods. It can be said that in the absence of gods, one Ultimate Douluo can change the situation of the entire continent.

And the old man in front of Zeng Yi is a ninety-sixth level Super Douluo!

Can you believe that such a being actually takes action against a small soul master?

Sure enough, I am not a protagonist. If I were a protagonist, how could something like this happen?

If there is such a cautious person among the villains, how can the protagonist still play? If a person with the highest combat power in the plane is dispatched to attack the protagonist from the beginning, then there is no need to write this book, and the settlement will be completed directly.

Protagonist, pawn!

Looking at this old man, Zeng Yi's heart was filled with turmoil, and cold sweat could not help but break out from his forehead. Being wary of this old man, Zeng Yi couldn't help but put his hand on the hilt of Lan Qie's sword at his waist.

Facing a powerful Titled Douluo, Zeng Yi had no chance to escape and could only fight hard.

Is my journey just here?

However, I will not die in shame!

only

Thinking of his apprentice, Yan Que, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel sad.

A master who is not a master?

When Yan Que heard this, his eyes widened instantly. Looking at Zeng Yi's solemn expression, Yan Que began to feel nervous.

If he is an enemy and can make his master look like this, then he must be very powerful.

Confirming his thoughts, Yan Que silently pulled out the long sword on his back, made a fighting posture, and stared warily at the old man in white in front of him.

"Ha, it turns out that you also know that you are not my disciple." Sword Douluo couldn't help but snorted coldly. This cold snort made Zeng Yi's heart tremble, his body felt dull, and he took a step back.

As expected of a Titled Douluo, the sound alone was too much for me to bear.

"Senior, why should you fool me?" Zeng Yi said in a deep voice.

"Fooling you? I think you are fooling me."

The words of the old man in white made Zeng Yi very confused and confused. He seemed to have never met this person before, right? How could he have fooled him before? Besides, he didn't have the ability to provoke a titled Douluo.

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"Senior, how do you say this?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but ask, even if he died, he had to die clearly, otherwise, it would be too frustrating.

Sword Douluo smiled. This man had caused so much trouble to his Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but he himself looked like he didn't know anything. This look was really abominable.

"Didn't you say that Sword Douluo is your master?" The old man in white squinted his eyes and said calmly.

Sword Douluo?

Zeng Yi was stunned for a moment. When had he mentioned that he was a disciple of Sword Douluo? Why didn't he remember?

I thought about it carefully in my mind, and suddenly it came to mind.

When he was in the Wuhun Hall of Soto City, the man pestered him to join the Wuhun Hall. In order to get rid of the entanglement, he told him that he was a disciple of Sword Douluo. Unexpectedly, he actually spread the word?

Looking at the person in front of him, Zeng Yi's eyes twitched and his face looked a little ugly.

Based on what he just said, this person could not be

Sword Douluo?

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