Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 95 Continental Advanced Soul Fighting Competition

"Zhao……!"

Dai Mubai and the others at the side turned their heads to look at Zhao Wuji in a daze, and shouted in a bit of embarrassment,

"What's your name? I lost, so go eat!" Zhao Wou-ki said angrily, a group of people didn't have any sense of sight, and when they saw that they had lost, they didn't leave quickly, all of them looked like monkeys.

"Slip away..."

Everyone saw that Zhao Wuji seemed to be fine, one calf ran faster than the other, and the group of people disappeared in a flash, even Ye Ling, who was weak and unable to walk, was run away by Dai Mubai and Tang San.

"These brats!"

Zhao Wuji said helplessly, watching the crowd walk away, he turned his head and looked at the wound on the back, it was a hideous sword wound, almost the bones could be seen, the cut muscles were still turned outwards, Blood was left all over the entire back, which looked extremely tragic.

"Fortunately, the little ones are gone!"

"hiss……!"

"very painful!"

Zhao Wou-ki touched the wound on his back with his hands, and a piercing pain suddenly came, making him bared his teeth and screamed.

"What a pervert! I was actually beaten up like this by a soul sect, hey! I'd better go back first! It seems that I will be laughed at by that guy Flender again later!"

……

In the dormitory of Shrek Academy, Ye Ling was meditating cross-legged, with the Unfeeling Sword spread out with both hands, and the purple light emitted from it slowly merged into Ye Ling's body, and then came out again, repeating back and forth, the cycle is endless!

In the empty and narrow room, the purple soul power continuously merged into Ye Ling's body, and at the same time brought the soul power from outside the room into it.

At this time, in Ye Ling's spiritual sea, Ye Ling's soul incarnation stood quietly on the lake, his eyes were empty, and a purple long sword was flying above his head, occasionally causing a trace of ripples on the lake.

"Has Tai Chi Sword evolved to its limit?"

The soul incarnation in Ye Ling's spiritual sea suddenly had a look in his eyes, and the purple long sword above his head quickly flew into his hand.

Staring blankly at the calm lake, Ye Ling threw out the small sword in his hand, and the small sword fell into the purple lake water, making waves before disappearing.

Just now he demonstrated the Tai Chi Sword several times in his heart, but he found that with his current soul power, he could only evolve the Tai Chi Sword into what it was when he fought against Zhao Wuji, and he couldn't make any improvement at all. If he wanted to improve If so, at least you have to wait until you break through to the Soul King.

"Hey! Forget it, think about the preparations for the Continental Advanced Soul Fighting Competition will start in half a year! Maybe the master will come soon!" Ye Ling thought, remembering that when the master sent him back to Shrek Academy, it seemed Before I left, I said that the preparatory stage for the Continental Advanced Soul Fighting Contest is about to start, and it should be just a few days.

Almost half a year before the start of every continental high-level spirit fighting competition, the Heaven Dou Empire, Qibao Glazed Tile Sect, and other high-level sects in the empire will gather in the Heaven Dou Emperor Capital to discuss the preparations for the competition, participating academies and sects, etc. Yes, and Suotuo City is not far from the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, so according to his master's character, he probably will come to find him!
Thinking of this, Ye Ling silently withdrew from the sea of ​​spirits, and slowly opened his eyes. At some point, it was already night outside, and there was still warm food on the table beside him. It seemed that it must have been heated several times. It must have been brought by my cheap sister!

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it so much. According to the time, people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect should go to the Heaven Dou Empire tomorrow!" Ye Ling shook his head, moved the food on the table to his body, and began to enjoy it , all the dishes in it are his favorites. After staying with him for a few years, Ning Rongrong can clearly touch his favorite food. Thinking of this, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth slightly raised, even he himself didn't know. why.

……

In the dean's office of Shrek Academy, Flender and the master stood side by side, looking at the scar on Zao Wou-ki's back in disbelief. Given the depth of this wound, I'm afraid it almost touched the bone.

"Is this what Ye Ling did?" The master asked in surprise,

"Who else is there besides that brat?" Zhao Wuji said aggrievedly,
"Hey! We all underestimated this kid's potential!" Flender sighed.

"With his potential, it's no problem to become a Title Douluo before the age of 30!" The master affirmed, a 30-year-old Title Douluo, that will break the record for the youngest Title Douluo in the Douluo Continent. Haotian Douluo, the youngest titled Douluo, only broke through the Title Douluo at the age of 44, and if Ye Ling grows up, he can definitely shorten the time of this title by 14 years, and this is their last Conservative guess.

"The Continental Advanced Soul Fighting Contest is already under preparation, and it is estimated that people from all walks of life will gather in the Imperial Capital of the Heaven Dou Empire tomorrow to discuss the team for the competition half a year later!" Flender said with a serious expression,
"Have you signed up?" The master was stunned for a moment, and asked hastily,

"Not yet!" Flender shook his head,

"That's good, the children are not ready to participate in the competition yet, so you don't need to sign up for now, give them a time to relax!" The master said with a sigh of relief,
"What are you guys talking about! Flender, are you going to reimburse me for the medical expenses for suturing my wound? Hiss...it hurts like hell!" Zao Wou-ki didn't understand anything, with a dazed expression on his face.

Flender raised his eyebrows when he heard Zhao Wuji's words, rolled his eyes at him and said, "Of course I won't reimburse you, who wants you to provoke that little monster Ye Ling!"

"Flander...you!"

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Seven Treasures

In the magnificent hall, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo stood side by side, Ning Fengzhi stood in front of them, with his back to them, looking at the stars in the night sky, his eyes were so plain that one didn't know what he was thinking.

"This time, Uncle Jian and I will help the empire prepare for the Continental Advanced Soul Fighting Competition half a year later!" Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment and said,
"Why? This old guy went again!" Gu Rong asked with an unhappy face. He remembered that the old man Jian went last time, right?This time, it is too unfair to leave him alone in the sect to guard the gate!

"Uncle Bone, there's nothing you can do about it! Your Bone Dragon Martial Soul is called the first defense, and with its spatial ability, it's easier to protect the sect than Uncle Jian!"

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly,

"Moreover, the Wuhun Hall's ambitions are getting bigger and bigger recently. This continent-wide high-level spirit fighting competition is probably the beginning of their ambitions being exposed. The sect must be guarded by no one, so...Uncle Bone, I will trouble you!"

"Hey! Alright, alright, you've already said that, then I'll go again next time, anyway, every five years!" Bone Douluo waved his hands with an unhappy expression, indicating that he agreed.

"By the way, what about Xiaoye? I think Flender's personality is that he's ready to enter the competition this time!" Bone Douluo asked as if suddenly remembering,
Ning Fengzhi stroked his chin, glanced at Jian Douluo who was beside him also thinking, and said,

"Xiaoye's words... I think he should give up this competition...!"

(End of this chapter)