The Legend of Su Yuntao of Douluo

Yang Wudi was stunned when he heard the three words Bibi Dong.

"Say, little monster, why are you so talkative? You really disgust me, don't you?"

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "Old Yang, you can't deny that what I said is the truth."

Yang Wudi was stunned and speechless. Su Yuntao said that there was indeed nothing wrong with him. Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor spirit was indeed better than Dugu Bo's Green Scale Snake Emperor.

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At night, Dugu Bo held a banquet to celebrate the success of refining the detoxifying elixir.

The manor given by Emperor Tiandou was brightly lit, and the attendants arranged the seats step by step, carrying various exquisite dishes.

After dismissing the attendants, Dugu Bo, Su Yuntao, and Yang Wudi, three friends who had forgotten the year, drank all kinds of fine wines and ate all kinds of dishes, which was really a great time.

"Little monster, what is your soul power level? The magical weapon with the tired aura on you is really extraordinary. Even with the strength of a titled Douluo, I can't even see through it!" Dugu Bo asked curiously.

"Oh? Old Poison, do you really want to know?"

"That's natural. I just want to see how weird this little monster like you is."

"That's right!" Yang Wudi agreed: "Although you, little monster, self-destructed your soul power to level 51 in Tiandou Royal Academy, I always feel that you are hiding something. You have a top-quality magical weapon on your body to cover up the fluctuations in your soul power. You must be His soul power level should be fifty-three or four."

Su Yuntao smiled slightly, "Old Poison, Old Yang, please guess what level my soul power is."

Yang Wudi frowned, "Little monster, I think you should be at level fifty-four."

Dugu Bo said: "I think the little monster should be more than this level. I think it should be level fifty-five to fifty-six."

A smile appeared at the corner of Su Yuntao's mouth, and then a wave of soul power appeared that was not too weak compared to Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo.

For a moment, the whole place was silent. In the brightly lit living room where the fire ceased, the expressions of Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi were completely frozen. Their eyes were dull, their chests were rising and falling, their mouths were open enough to stuff a few eggs, and even their bodies were trembling slightly.

After a long time, Dugu Bo stood up and grabbed Su Yuntao's wrist with his hand. At this moment, Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Level 60! Level 60 at the age of fourteen!" Dugu Bo gasped for air and tried his best to control his body.

Yang Wudi trembled for a while, and he couldn't help but get up. After confirming this shocking fact, Yang Wudi's mind went blank and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "Old Poison, Old Yang, with the strength and eyesight of the two of you, it won't be like this, right?"

Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi looked at each other, looking at each other with tears in their eyes.

"Little monster!" Dugu Bo said with a bitter smile: "Fourteen years old and sixty levels, do you know what this is? There has never been such a monster in Douluo Continent for ten thousand years. I really don't know how to describe you. Even the word monster is not worthy of you!"

Yang Wudi sighed and said: "Little monster, when I was your age, I could only break through level 30. If your level 60 at the age of fourteen spreads to the outside world, the entire continent will go crazy for you!"

Su Yuntao said calmly: "Actually, my own talent is not very good. It is only with the help of external forces that I can reach where I am today."

Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi almost spit out a mouthful of blood when they heard this.

"Little monster, you call this a bad talent, so what do we think? One of us is a Titled Douluo, and the other is a Contra, but our talents are nothing compared to yours."

Su Yuntao sighed, "Old Poison, Old Yang, to be honest, my talent is far inferior to yours."

"Hmph! Little monster, you are killing people and you want to kill people. You are a fourteen-year-old person with a sixty-level soul power. You are just pretending here. Isn't this sincerely disgusting the two of us?"

"Okay, Old Poison, Old Yang, let's continue drinking and let's not talk about this matter."

"Alas!" Dugu Bo doubted his life and sighed: "The little monster is so evil, the young generation of Douluo Continent will be crushed to death directly."

Yang Wudi nodded and said: "The young people of the previous generation have already made our generation feel ashamed, but now there is a monster like the little monster. It is really the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead!"

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "Tang Hao and Bibi Dong of the previous generation were indeed strong, but now I have some confidence that I can surpass them."

Dugu Bo smiled bitterly and said: "Little monster, don't be humble. With your talent, even Pope Bibi Dong is far inferior to you. I believe that all the young soul masters in this continental soul master elite competition will be at your feet." pedal."

"No matter how good, powerful, or hardworking they are, they are destined to set you off!"

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "Old Poison, for me, participating in the Soul Master Elite Tournament actually has no meaning. I have no interest in becoming famous."

Dugu Bo nodded, "That's fine. Although the rewards of the Soul Master Classic are indeed generous, choosing to hide one's weakness is also a very good choice. If you show too much edge, you are destined to be peeped by others."

etc! Su Yuntao thought of the Soul Master Elite Competition four years later. The prize for this Soul Master Elite Competition seemed to be three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, and the best quality one was even a rare spiritual head wisdom soul that was over fifty thousand years old. bone.

"Old Poison, actually I think it would be better for me to participate in this Continental Soul Master Elite Competition."

Dugu Bo said suspiciously: "Little monster, didn't you just say that you didn't want to participate and that you were not interested in becoming famous?"

Su Yuntao said calmly: "I want to participate again now."

"Pfft!" Yang Wudi's face turned red and he kept coughing. He was obviously choked.

"Little monster, you are too direct in your words." Dugu Bo said with a twitching expression.

In the past three months, Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi were shocked by Su Yuntao's speaking style from another time and space.

Su Yuntao said easily: "Old Poison, it's not like you don't understand who I am. Look, aren't you and Lao Yang very happy now?"

"That's true." Dugubo and Yang Wudi felt that sometimes Su Yuntao's words were indeed interesting.

"In that case, how about you, little monster, pick a high-level soul master academy and put your name on it, and directly destroy the so-called golden generation of Wuhun Palace in four years, so as to give me a sigh of relief?"

Su Yuntao nodded and said: "Old Poison, that's what I meant. Anyway, you are also a guest of the Tiandou royal family. It will save a lot of trouble to have you as a middleman."

"In that case, little monster, what do you think of Tiandou Royal Academy?"

Su Yuntao shook his head and said, "I'm not interested."

Dugu Bo continued: "The Tiandou Royal Academy is indeed in a state of decline. Although it is known as the number one soul master academy in the Tiandou Empire, it became a laughing stock in the last competition."