Yan gritted her teeth and stared at the shadow with her red eyes.
The shadow like a netherworldly abyss slowly solidified, revealing an old man with a slender figure, a haggard face, and eyes as sharp as poisonous snakes. He was dressed in a dark green robe, and there was a chilling and poisonous aura lingering around him, as if even light approaching him would be corroded.
It is the Titled Douluo, the Poison Douluo—Dugu Bo!
He didn't even look at his granddaughter Dugu Yan, who was lying limp on the ground behind him, still in shock. Those green snake eyes with a deathly gray look were locked on Yan, who had made his granddaughter so embarrassed that she almost died. A surge of monstrous anger and defensive hostility, like a real poisonous miasma, suddenly broke out and pressed against the young man in the field!
“Where did you come from, you little bastard! You are so vicious! If you dare to hurt my granddaughter, Dugu Bo, I will destroy you physically and mentally!” Dugu Bo’s voice was hoarse and sharp, like a poisonous snake rubbing its scales, with a piercing killing intent. His skinny, claw-like palms suddenly lifted up, and five terrifying poison balls that shimmered in a strange green color instantly condensed on the tips of his five fingers, as if they could corrode the space! The space around the poison ball made an overwhelming "sizzling" sound!
The terrifying pressure of the titled Douluo was like a giant mountain weighing billions of kilograms, suddenly descending on Yan! Yan groaned, as if being hit by a heavy hammer, the hard stone surface under his feet cracked and sank instantly! His face instantly turned pale, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his bones groaned under the load!
At the moment when the five green phosphorous poison balls, which are enough to instantly turn Yan and a hundred meters around into a highly poisonous death zone, are about to be released——
"Hehehehe..." A feminine voice sounded throughout the entire spirit fighting arena without any warning.
With the laughter, the golden chrysanthemum petals were like a rain of flowers appearing out of thin air, flying one after another, falling with incomparable precision in the space between Dugu Bo and Yan. Each petal rotated lightly, seemingly weak, but at the moment it fell, it silently cut and offset most of the Title Douluo's pressure that was enough to freeze the soul!
At the same time, the shadow beside Dugu Bo squirmed and stretched strangely, as if a hole had been torn open in the space itself. A figure shrouded in a wide black robe, with a blurred face, and only two ghostly lights flickering deep in the hood, seemed to have stepped out of the netherworld, and stood silently less than three feet away from Dugu Bo! A terrifying aura that was no weaker than Dugu Bo's, eerie and dead, and seemed to be able to freeze the origin of the soul, like an icy tide, instantly locked Dugu Bo firmly!
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan! Ghost Douluo Ghost!
Yue Guan held up a huge golden velvet chrysanthemum with sharp golden light flowing from the edge of the petals. There was a feminine expression on his face that was half a smile, but his eyes were as cold as knives: "Hey, who do I think is so powerful? It turns out to be you, the old poisoner." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in everyone's ears, with undisguised ridicule, "What? If you beat the young one, the old one will come out to play. Are you so majestic? You want to attack a junior, tsk tsk, this face is probably a bit thicker than your green phosphorus snake poison, right?"
The ghost did not say anything, but those two faint will-o'-wisps, like staring into the abyss, locked Dugu Bo tightly, and the silent pressure was like ten thousand years of ice, freezing the space around Dugu Bo, making his movements to condense the poison ball freeze!
Dugu Bo’s pupils suddenly shrank into dangerous needlepoints! The rage on his face was instantly replaced by shock and disbelief! He stared at the two figures with terrifying auras and tacit cooperation in front of him, and his withered face twitched fiercely!
"Chrysanthemum Pass! Ghost?!" Dugu Bo's voice carried a hint of imperceptible horror and dryness, and the light on the five green phosphorous poison balls fluctuated unsteadily. He never expected that this red-haired boy was actually from Wuhun Palace! Moreover, they are also important figures secretly protected by the two Douluo Jugui! It was hard for him to resist a Chrysanthemum Douluo, let alone an elusive Ghost Douluo with unfathomable strength by his side! Today's somersault is a sure thing!
A strong sense of suffocation and tremendous pressure wrapped around Dugu Bo's heart like poison ivy. His eyes flickered, and the five deadly poisonous balls slowly dissipated at his fingertips. The situation was stronger than others, and he had to endure it!
Just when Dugu Bo was riding a tiger and was in trouble——
"Stop!"
A clear, gentle, yet undeniably majestic voice came from the highest stand in the spirit fighting arena like a spring breeze blowing across the ice.
I saw Prince Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue), who was dressed in luxurious royal uniform and had a temperament as gentle as jade. Surrounded by several calm royal guards, he quickly walked down the steps and came to the venue. With just the right amount of anxiety and solemnity on his face, his eyes swept over the two sides confronting each other, and finally landed on Dugu Bo. His voice was calm and powerful: "Poison Douluo, please calm down! This is an exchange and discussion in the academy. Winning or losing is a normal matter. How can it hurt the harmony, let alone attack the younger generation? If it spreads, it will damage your reputation, and it will also damage the friendship between the empire and Wuhun Palace!"
His words not only gave Dugu Bo a step up, but also pointed out the interests, and even more implicitly captured the great meaning of "empire's face". At the same time, his seemingly casual gaze passed over Ju Douluo Yue Guan and Gui Mei. Deep in his gaze, there was an extremely obscure trace of the majesty and will of the young master of Wuhun Hall that only Yue Guan and Gui Mei could clearly perceive. That was enough!
Before departure, Bibi Dong had secretly ordered the ghosts of Yueguan to follow the orders of the young master Qian Renxue lurking in Tiandou for all actions during this trip!
Dugu Bo’s face changed from green to white. The prince personally came forward to mediate, and every word was reasonable. If he continued to entangle, he would not only gain a reputation as a bully, but he would also completely offend the two fierce gods of Wuhun Palace. He snorted heavily, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, filled with endless frustration and anger: "Huh! For the sake of the prince, I will remember what happened today!" He flicked his dark green sleeves, turned around and grabbed Dugu Yan, who was still limp on the ground with tears on his face. He swayed like a poisonous snake melting into the shadow, and disappeared into the spirit fighting arena instantly, leaving only a faint, sickening sweet poisonous gas.
"Grandpa...he...he bullied me..." Before Duguyan was taken away, he glared at Yan with resentment and a cry in his voice.
"Yanzi, next time...next time we will definitely defeat him!" Yutian Hengqiang held on to his injuries and shouted hoarsely in the direction where Dugu Yan disappeared, with the flames of humiliation burning in his eyes.
Yan moved his shoulders that were numb from the pressure, looked at the direction where Dugu Bo disappeared, and glanced at the embarrassed Yu Tianheng, grinning, the smile was full of defiance and confidence: "Beat me? Save it! You will never catch up with me!"
He raised his hand, raised a finger, pointed to the sky, and his voice was as hot as lava: "Next time, I will be stronger! So strong that you are not even qualified to look up to me!"
These extremely arrogant words were like a sinus slap in the face of all the teachers and students of Tiandou Royal Academy!
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
“Why?”
Everyone followed the sound and saw Ye Lingling, who had always been taciturn and cold-tempered, standing on the edge of the Tiandou team. Unexpectedly, he had put away the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit. Her eyes, as clear as ice lakes, were staring at Yan in the field momentarily. There was no anger or fear, only a kind of pure inquiry and doubt.
"Why are you so strong?" Ye Lingling's voice was very soft, but it spread clearly throughout the audience, "And your soul ring configuration, why is it different from what the teachers said!" Her eyes swept over the three circles of frightening purple soul rings at Yan's feet, "...This is a soul ring configuration that subverts common sense. This is unreasonable. How did you... do it?"
This issue that goes straight to the core attracted everyone’s attention instantly! Even the three education committee members with livid faces, as well as Meng Shenji, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yan suddenly! This is the biggest mystery and shock in their hearts! It is also a secret that the entire Tiandou Royal Academy and even the entire soul master world are eager to know!
"Want to know?" He deliberately prolonged his tone, his eyes blazing, "It's very simple! Come to the Wuhun Branch Hall in Tiandou City to find me! I will take you with me... to become stronger!"
Boom!
Like throwing a boulder on a calm lake! The entire soul fighting arena was in an uproar instantly!
"He...what does he mean? Recruit Senior Ye Lingling? Or do you like Senior Ye Lenglen?"
"Martial Soul Hall...what do they want to do?!"
"Becoming stronger... Could it be that his strength... is some special method given by Wuhun Palace?"
The discussion exploded like a tide! The expressions on the faces of Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan (although they were no longer present), Shi Mo Shi Mo and others changed dramatically, and their eyes looking at Ye Lingling were full of complexity and worry! The three education committee members' eyes were as sharp as knives, staring at Yan and Salas! What Wuhundian did was heartbreaking!
And at the center of the storm, Ye Lingling, at the moment when the words "Take you to become stronger together" fell into her ears, her delicate body trembled slightly unnoticeably!
Becoming stronger...
"But I am a support system!"
"What's wrong with the auxiliary system?" Ling Ye's voice was not high, but it had a strange penetrating power. His dark eyes stared at Ye Lingling calmly, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, "As long as you come to me to open the blind box, I can turn you into an auxiliary system soul master who can attack!"
These words were like thunder, striking Ye Lingling's cold heart hard! An auxiliary system that can attack? This completely violates the iron laws of the Douluo Continent's soul master system! Jiuxin Haitang, the world's number one healing weapon martial spirit, is destined to bring pure healing and life, and is naturally insulated from attack and destruction!
But Ling Ye's calm eyes and the subversive shock brought by Yan's three purple soul rings were like the whispers of the devil, opening a gap in her solid cognitive barrier. Become stronger...break fate...even if there is only a slight possibility...
Hand on! Open a blind box? ?
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