Ronin from Douluo

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Qibao Glazed Sect. As one of the three upper sects, it is also the richest sect. The place where it is located is naturally grand and majestic.

The buildings of Qibao Glazed Sect are built around several high mountains. Looking from outside the mountain gate, green vegetation is covered with high peaks. On the mountainside, clouds and smoke are lingering and misty. You can even see white cranes flying, and from time to time they emit clear sounds.

He screamed loudly and looked full of energy.

Zeng Yi thought that in the online novels he read in his previous life, the so-called fairyland and blessed land were probably this kind of majestic and natural landscape.

Just standing outside the sect, Zeng Yi could feel the abundant spiritual energy pouring out of his face, making his body and spirit feel extremely comfortable.

The territory occupied by the Qibao Glazed Sect is full of spiritual energy, and soul masters practice here. Not to mention the mimicry training environment inside, even if it is an ordinary place, it is the best mimicry training environment in all soul master academies.

Not comparable.

After all, the academy is just an academy, and the sect is also the top sect in the continent. Its area is not comparable to that of a small academy.

Looking at the shocking mountain gate of Qibao Glazed Sect, Zeng Yi couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Damn old man, you really made a mistake!

Wouldn’t it be more effective to practice in such a good place with half the effort? If I was left struggling outside, wouldn’t this be delaying my progress in cultivation?

Also, Zeng Yi couldn't figure it out, how did Brother Ning get so big a brain? He actually asked his niece to go to an outside academy? Could it be that the resources of an outside academy were comparable to those of the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the three sects?

If Ning Rongrong is allowed to practice in the sect, wouldn't his soul power increase faster?

If I had such resources, would I still go to school? Going to school would be a waste of my talent!

What? You said you can follow the protagonist?

Tang San?

Oh, it turns out to be Tang San!

That's okay

In the Qibao Glazed Sect, in an open space, several sect disciples wearing white gowns gathered together.

Among them, a rather handsome young man held a silver sword in his right hand. There were some blue-purple lines on the sharp blade. Under the sunlight, the blade flashed and arcs danced around the blade.

Full of momentum.

Opposite him was a tall, bald man with a resolute face. A light flashed from his hand, and a two-meter-long stick appeared. There was a dragon-shaped pattern on the stick, coiled around the stick body, and the exposed

At that moment, a dragon roar shook the surroundings.

Boom

The resolute bald man held a dragon stick in his hand. The head of the stick hit the ground for a while, and the hard green granite floor began to crack, and then a wave of air visible to the naked eye quickly spread to the surroundings.

The dragon stick martial spirit in the bald man's hand is no worse than the sword martial spirit in the handsome young man's hand, and it is stronger and more domineering in terms of momentum.

Both of them raised their momentum to the extreme, and their soul rings were naturally revealed. Two yellow and one purple soul rings appeared around their bodies, floating up and down.

Both of them are soul masters, and it seems that their strength is not much different.

"The sect seems to have regulations. Disciples are not allowed to fight privately. If you want to resolve any grievances, they must be done on the soul fighting stage." A disciple who was more than ten meters away from the two couldn't help but glance at the person who was being attacked.

The bald disciple smashed the green granite floor with a stick and whispered to another disciple next to him: "Tell me, if we don't break up the fight while watching the show, will we be implicated together with the two of them?"

"You have to see who these two are! One is Tuoba Wu, who is number one on the Purple Soul List, and the other is Ling Yunfei, who is second on the Purple Soul List. We can't stop such fierce men even if we want to.

Stay here." One of the disciples said.

"Indeed, but how come they are fighting each other? If Senior Brother Ling wants to compete for the first place in the Purple Soul Ranking, why do he wait for the sect competition in two months? Or go to the Soul Fighting Platform to make a fight?"

"Who knows, maybe Senior Brother Ling's girlfriend was robbed by Senior Brother Tuoba, hehehehe," a disciple muttered in a low voice and laughed a little obscenely.

"Are you talking about your mother? Isn't Senior Brother Ling more handsome than Senior Brother Tuoba? Moreover, the strength of the two is almost the same, and Senior Brother Ling is from a powerful family. If I were to give a woman, I would choose a man like Senior Brother Ling.

Be friends."

"Not necessarily, maybe people like bigger and more powerful hardware?" one of them suddenly said.

Suddenly, several people couldn't help but fell silent and were speechless. They felt in their hearts that what this dear man said was very reasonable.

"Well, brother, you can just talk about this in private, don't say it randomly, otherwise, you should know the consequences." A disciple patted the man on the shoulder and warned him in a long and serious tone.

"Huh? Brother, why aren't you wearing the sect's uniform?"

The young man in green shirt chuckled and said, "I just came here to report, and the sect's clothes haven't been distributed yet."

"So that's it." The disciple nodded. After all, the sect's clothes are customized according to each disciple's figure and fit perfectly. He had just arrived, so it was normal that he didn't have any clothes.

"By the way, what is the Purple Soul List you just mentioned?"

"That's the strength ranking list of the disciples of the sect. The purple soul list corresponds to the soul master realm. There are also the white soul list, the yellow soul list, and the black soul list. They correspond to the first-level soul master realm, and the second-level soul master level.

The realm of the Great Ring Soul Master, the realm of the Fourth Ring Soul Sect."

"That's right!" The young man in green shirt nodded understandingly.

While these onlookers were chatting, Tuoba Wu, who was on the first list, and Ling Yunfei, who was on the second list, were already fighting together, their soul power was shaking and their energy was surging.

"Let me tell you how the two started fighting, so that you can save your brains from thinking about these messy things all day long." A disciple said helplessly as he looked at these people who were talking about gossip.

"You also know that although the strength of the two is almost the same, Senior Brother Tuoba has always dominated Senior Brother Ling. In last year's sect competition, Senior Brother Ling also lost to Senior Brother Tuoba by one move. This makes

How can the proud and arrogant Senior Brother Ling be reconciled?

Moreover, the sect competition is coming soon. If Senior Brother Ling wants to get the first place on the Purple Soul Ranking, he can only do so this year. Because Senior Brother Tuoba will soon break through to the Soul Sect realm and will leave the Purple Soul Ranking by then.

Already compared.”

"Wouldn't that be better? Senior Brother Tuoba is no longer on the Purple Soul List, so wouldn't Senior Brother Ling be number one on the list?"

"A joke? Senior Brother Ling has always regarded Senior Brother Tuoba as his opponent, and wants to surpass him. The proof that he can surpass Senior Brother Tuoba is to defeat Senior Brother Tuoba and get the top spot on the Purple Soul Ranking. If he gets the top spot in this way, what do you think?

Will Senior Brother Ling accept it?"

"Furthermore, I heard a rumor that Senior Brother Ling is so insistent and values ​​the current top spot on the Purple Soul Ranking just to prove his excellence to the elders of the sect after becoming the top spot, hoping to win the favor of the Supreme Elder and Sword Douluo.

, become Sword Douluo’s disciple.”

"Becoming the disciple of Elder Sword Douluo? Is this impossible?" A disciple asked in surprise.

"What's impossible? Senior Brother Ling's martial soul is also a sword, and it's a top-quality silver purple thunder spirit sword. It's not bad compared to Elder Jian's Seven Killing Sword martial soul.

I heard someone say that when Senior Brother Ling was awakening his martial soul, Elder Sword showed up in person and taught Senior Brother Ling swordsmanship.

Moreover, the sect has never heard that Elder Jian has any disciples, so there is a good chance that Senior Brother Ling will become a disciple of Elder Jian."

"Isn't that right? Who said Elder Jian has no disciples? I remember, isn't the top of the White Soul List the disciple of Elder Jian? If there are no disciples, then what disciple will come?" said one person.

"Yes, yes, when I heard what you said, I remembered. The top of the White Soul List appeared in the sect a year ago. It only took three months to become the top of the White Soul List.

, so far no one can shake her top position."

"And that person is still a little girl."

"Then the question comes. Elder Sword Douluo actually has a disciple? How come he has never been heard of in the sect?"

A few people were not only a little confused.

The young man in green shirt couldn't help but said: "Maybe he is too handsome, and he is worried that his appearance will damage the confidence of the disciples of the sect and affect their practice, so he has been practicing in seclusion in one place?"

After hearing this, several disciples couldn't help but feel speechless. It's really shameless to say such things. They have never seen Sword Douluo's disciples, so you lick like this. In the end, do people know who you are?

?

"Perhaps that person is extremely ugly?"

"By the way, let me ask you a question, what do you think I look like? Handsome or not?" the young man in green shirt said with a smile to several people.

Several disciples looked at this young man in green shirt with a confident smile, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt in their eyes. I want to say that he is not handsome, but with the appearance of this brother, if he is also ugly, wouldn't it be that Senior Brother Ling who is fighting is not handsome?

Uglier? There are still a few handsome men in the world.

If you call him ugly without conscience, it will directly lower the value of the whole world. Then wouldn't your own appearance be even worse?

Therefore, I can only say that he is handsome. In this way, his appearance is also on the average line.

"Handsome! Brother, as soon as I saw you, I was attracted by your handsome and unrestrained temperament. I knew that you must be extraordinary. I believe that in the future, brother, you will definitely become famous in the sect and lead the leadership in the future.

The sect is heading towards the top of the continent." A disciple said with a smile.

Indeed, among the people I have met, no one can be as narcissistic as you. He looked at Zeng Yi and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

The young man in green shirt smiled slightly and said modestly: "Brother, you are overestimating me. Everyone is responsible for building a sect. How can a sect be strong only by one person? The success of a sect depends on each of us."

Through human efforts, each of us is a hero of the sect."

"I didn't expect what you said, brother, to be quite good." A disciple looked at the young man in green shirt in surprise. Although he was said to be narcissistic, he was so complimentary that he didn't seem to have the upper hand. Instead, he started to feel inferior to each other.

This did not occur to him.

"Haha, I have gone to school for a few years and read a few books, so I still know some principles."

"By the way, are you a swordsman? Or a swordsman?" A disciple looked at the three swords worn on Zeng Yi's waist and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, I know a little bit, I know a little bit." Zeng Yi chuckled.

While a few people were bragging and spanking, two people not far away were already fighting to the final stage.

Ling Yunfei is second on the Purple Soul List, and there is some reason for it. Compared with him, Tuoba Wu is stronger. He dances vigorously with the dragon soul stick in his hand, has fierce attacks, and has dexterous and changeable attacks. Ling Yunfei, who has the sword martial soul, is

Overwhelming.

In terms of attack distance, the stick is longer than the sword, and the range is wider. Moreover, the dexterity of stick skills is not weaker than that of swordsmanship, and it also has a more domineering momentum. Swordsmen who cannot reach a certain level in swordsmanship will not be able to attack with a stick.

The stick magician is indeed difficult to resist.

Moreover, the quality of Tuoba Wu's martial soul, Dragon Soul Stick, and Silver Purple Thunder Spirit Sword are not inferior to Ling Yunfei's martial soul. The soul power is level thirty-nine, two levels higher than Ling Yunfei's.

To be honest, Ling Yunfei was already very good at fighting Tuoba Wu with a level 37 soul power.

However, Zeng Yi, who was watching the battle from the side, still felt that Ling Yunfei's swordsmanship was not very good. The basic swordsmanship was quite solid, but it stopped there. It was not enough to compare with Tuoba Wu's stick skills.

In battle, he also prefers to use soul skills to attack.

However, his own swordsmanship foundation is used for defense, which is already putting the cart before the horse.

In the battlefield.

A tyrannical club blow swept across, carrying terrifying energy, and the force was so powerful that it was difficult for Ling Yunfei to breathe.

He quickly blocked his chest with his sword, and the dragon soul stick hit the sword body. The powerful force directly knocked Ling Yunfei back ten meters.

The powerful wind shook up the fallen leaves on the ground, raised smoke and dust, and the surrounding vision suddenly became blurry.

When repelling Ling Yunfei, Tuoba Wu also held the dragon soul stick and pressed forward quickly, not intending to give Ling Yunfei time to breathe.

Just as Ling Yunfei slowed down the force attached to his body, his body suddenly felt a strong pressure. Tuoba Wu's figure had appeared above him, holding the dragon soul stick tightly with both hands, carrying the powerful wind.

Chopping it down on the head.

When the dragon soul stick struck down, there was also a fierce dragon roar. The shock of the angry dragon made Ling Yunfei tremble. It was too late to react immediately, and he could only look at the stick in despair.

He waved it down and couldn't help but close his eyes.

After coming for a second, Ling Yunfei couldn't help but wonder, because he didn't feel that he was hit by the stick. He couldn't help opening his eyes and was shocked to find that a young man in green shirt, holding a bamboo knife in one hand, easily hit Tuoba Wu's powerful force.

Blocked by stick blows.

This person saved me! Also, who is this person?

Ling Yunfei couldn't help but have a flash of doubt in his eyes.

Tuoba Wu was very surprised when he saw that his attack was blocked, but his expression remained calm. He quickly stepped away and distanced himself from this strange person. Then he stared at this person warily and asked: "Who are you?"

people?"

Zeng Yi smiled slightly and said nothing. Ling Yunfei just looked at him and put the bamboo knife in his hand back to his waist.

Then, he heard this sentence.

"Young man, that's not how swords work."

Immediately afterwards, he found that the martial spirit in his hand, the Silver Purple Thunder Spirit Sword, was sucked by this strange person. For a moment, he was unable to react.

Zeng Yi held the sword in his right hand, because it was someone else's martial spirit. Zeng Yi felt uncomfortable holding it in his hand, but it could still be used.

Looking at Tuoba Wu opposite, Zeng Yi smiled slightly and said, "Be careful."

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Yi slashed at him with his sword, and a one-foot-wide silver sword energy burst out from the blade. The sword energy was also wrapped with a blue-purple electric arc, and it slashed towards Tuoba Wu at high speed.

go.

This startled Tuoba Wu, and he did not dare to be careless. He held the dragon soul stick in both hands and faced the flying sword energy, dancing with infinite shadow. He waved the windmill, and the soul power of his whole body surged out, and he defended with all his strength.

hong

The sword energy struck Tuoba Wu's defensive gale wheel, and the powerful slashing force directly pushed Tuoba Wu back ten meters before he stopped.

Two ravines had been plowed out of the ground where his feet were standing, and Tuoba Wu had stopped. His figure was in a wretched state, his face was pale, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his breathing was short. He was barely holding on with his martial soul with both hands.

He had to hold on to his body to keep from falling, and the hands that were clenching the stick were already dripping with blood.

This mysterious young man can produce such a terrifying sword energy attack with such a casual slash. What kind of strength is this?

Tuoba Wu looked at the young man in green shirt and was already silent. Ling Yunfei looked at the smiling young man standing next to him in stunned silence.

On the other side, several sect disciples were so surprised that their eyes almost dropped. They did not expect that the brother they had just bragged with would be such a perverted and fierce person.

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