Ronin from Douluo

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A ray of rising morning light fell on Zeng Yi through the window.

After a long time, the closed eyes suddenly opened. At that moment, a brilliant beam of light shot out from Zeng Yi's eyes, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

The dark eyes became even deeper, like an abyss. If you look directly into them, you almost feel as if your soul is being sucked into them.

Zeng Yi twisted his neck, and his stiff neck made a clicking sound.

"It's dawn, it seems like it took all night." Zeng Yi murmured, looking at the rising morning light outside the window.

"The soul power has also been increased by one level, reaching the forty-sixth level."

Zeng Yi felt the soul power in his body, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

However, what makes Zeng Yi most happy is not the improvement of soul power, but that after fusing the soul bone, this soul bone brings its own soul bone skills.

There is a one-third chance that Zeng Yi really got his bet right.

The soul skill given to him by the head soul bone was really the control of the five senses that made him suffer so much in the first place, and almost saved him from death.

Now, this perverted soul skill has become his own.

Zeng Yi was extremely excited at the thought that he could also possess this soul skill.

Manipulate other people's five senses and play with them in applause.

Of course, this soul skill still has some limitations. For those who are too strong, Zeng Yi can only barely interfere with the opponent's five senses, because this soul skill not only consumes soul power, but also requires mental power.

Very high.

However, Zeng Yi was able to completely control the five senses of people whose strength and mental strength were lower than his own.

Although it has little attack power, it can confuse the enemy, and often a momentary mistake or hesitation can reverse the situation of the battle instantly.

The soul power condensed in Zeng Yi's hand and appeared into mist. Then, the mist in his hand turned into countless leaves and dispersed, disappearing into nothingness.

"Real? Illusory?"

Zeng Yi looked out the window at the sun that had just risen in the sky and murmured at the corner of his mouth.

"Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water."

"Just call it, Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water." Zeng Yi stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, but he had no intention of admiring the scenery of the courtyard in the early morning. His eyes were a little dull, and his thoughts were drifting elsewhere.

The faces of his parents and his little sister flashed through his mind, and then he remembered the scene of being chased by the Soul Saint and being seriously injured.

The palms that were leaning on the window could not help but clenched into fists.

My strength is still too weak!

Zeng Yi clenched his teeth, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, and in the eyes of similar soul masters, he is indeed powerful, but in the eyes of truly strong men, his level 46 soul power is simply not enough.

Zeng Yi wanted to become stronger so that no one could control his destiny.

He doesn't care how strong he is in the eyes of others. He is so strong that they can only look up to him. He will not compare himself with those similar soul masters. He will only compare himself with himself. Compared with himself yesterday, he is stronger today.

Didn't get stronger.

Zeng Yi admitted that he participated in this competition because he wanted to show off and show off in front of those similar soul masters.

At first, Zeng Yi was a little proud, but after experiencing this, Zeng Yi felt that his behavior was indeed a bit childish.

He clearly knows that this competition has no meaning to him, and Zeng Yi will not take him seriously even if he is the district champion. He does not need these false names to achieve his own success.

What's more, by participating in this competition, you have exposed yourself to the public eye, and those with evil intentions will come looking for trouble.

If a killer of Soul Saint level or above was sent out, Zeng Yi alone would not be able to stop him.

He should not have agreed to this matter with Ning Fengzhi in the first place. Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh and regretted his decision.

However, since he had promised to others, Zeng Yi could only continue, because he was not a person who broke his promise, and what he promised would definitely be completed.

Watching the rising sun and the warm light shining on his body, Zeng Yi murmured softly while enjoying the warm feeling.

"When this competition is over, let's go wandering around the world."

Tiandou City, in the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena.

"Tian Dou Royal Team wins this game!"

Zeng Yi expressionlessly put the shimmering blade into its sheath, looked at the group of soul masters who fell to the ground, and after hearing the referee's announcement, silently walked off the soul fighting stage.

Waves of enthusiastic and passionate shouts also rang out from the audience, almost all of them shouting Zeng Yi's name.

It was still one person, one knife, who ended the game at an extremely fast speed. This kind of terrifying dominance almost made everyone obsessed with it, and even made them palpitate.

On the rostrum, Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, looked at Zeng Yi's leaving figure with a sinister look, and his eyes rolled as if he was paying attention to something.

At the junction of the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, there is a prosperous city. The area of ​​this city is even larger than the imperial cities of the two empires, and it is more prosperous and prosperous.

And the people living here are all soul masters, not a single mortal.

This city is the holy land of soul masters on the mainland and the headquarters of Wuhun Palace.

Wuhun City.

Dang~

From the center of Wuhun City, a strong bell sounded from time to time, distant and eternal.

In the papal palace.

Bibi Dong sat upright on the seat, holding her cheek with a jade hand and crossing her delicate jade-like legs, exuding an elegant yet somewhat lazy temperament.

There was amusement in her beautiful eyes as she looked at the subordinate kneeling on one knee below.

"You said that the Qibao Glazed Sect sent disciples in this competition, and one person swept through many teams and won the victory easily?" Bibi Dong looked at the people below, lightly opened her red lips, and spoke in a tone of voice

There are some doubts.

"Yes, that person's name is Zeng Yi." The man from the Wuhun Palace knelt on the ground and lowered his head to report. He was a bit arrogant and did not dare to look up at that world-famous face.

"Zeng Yi"

Bibi Dong whispered the name, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a happy arc.

Isn't this my future uncle from Wuhun Palace? Unexpectedly, Salas brought me good news.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes rolled and she thought for a moment.

"You go down first."

"promise!"

The man responded respectfully and stepped back cautiously.

Bibi Dong sat on the main seat, her hands on the armrests of her seats, her slender onion fingers pointing constantly, thinking about how to deal with this Zeng Yi.

Hu Liena, the saint of Wuhun Palace, her disciple of Bibi Dong, and Zeng Yi, a disciple of Qibao Glazed Sword Sword Douluo, made a marriage contract after a pleasant conversation between the top leaders of both parties.

Bibi Dong had long heard that this future uncle's extraordinary talent and powerful strength could defeat the masters of the Soul King in the soul master realm. Moreover, the configuration of the soul ring broke common sense.

She also knew that Hu Liena, her genius apprentice that day, also met that man when she broke through to the Soul King, and they had a fight, but she was defeated cleanly by him.

When I returned to Wuhun City, I spent half a year in seclusion and practiced hard before I broke through the shadow.

Now that nearly two years have passed, that person should be in the Soul Sect realm now.

"It just so happens that I haven't seen my uncle's heroic appearance with his own eyes, so let him come to my Wuhun Palace as a guest for a while, haha."

In the deserted hall, Bibi Dong chuckled lightly.

She also did not expect that the Qibao Glazed Sect would let Zeng Yi participate in this competition.

Originally, Bibi Dong still thought of treating this competition as his apprentice's graduation ceremony.

The three soul bones that were the championship prizes were used as graduation gifts for the three of them.

However, Ning Fengzhi actually wanted to get involved.

Last time, Bibi Dong saw the frustration and powerlessness in her apprentice's eyes. Facing her future husband, her previous arrogance was completely crushed.

Coupled with the news this time, the opponent was able to sweep through all the teams in the Tiandou Division without even releasing soul rings or even soul skills.

Bibi Dong was not arrogant enough to think that his Wuhun team could defeat such an opponent.

"Why do you want my Wuhun Palace's dowry so quickly~"

"As long as you come to my Wuhun Palace, you will get more than just these three soul bones? You can get more."

"Go and invite my future uncle from Wuhun Palace to be our guest here."

Bibi Dong sat in the deserted hall, seeming to be talking to herself.

Looking at the empty hall, there was no expression on Bibi Dong's unparalleled face, but a strange brilliance shone in her bright eyes.

It's better to take such a person into my own hands