Chapter Forty-Seven: The Coming of Hanhai
A small black shield blocked the Void Breaker Thunderbolt. The small shield shook slightly, and the black ripples in the circle emanated, and in an instant, Ling Bai's third soul skill, which was quite powerful in attack, actually shattered inch by inch.
Shattering the Void Shattering Thunder Gun, the small black shield flew towards the edge of the ring with a thud.
Referee Reliant stepped in.
According to the Soul Gang challenge rules, once the referee makes a move, the student he helped will be judged defeated.
The winner is decided.
Tianfeng lifted the state of turning into wind, and a handsome face was full of depression. Aggrieved, this ring challenge is really aggrieved.
He was a forty-third-level Soul Sect, and when he dealt with a thirty-fourth-level Little Soul Venerable, he was defeated without even having a chance to use the fourth soul skill, and he was simply embarrassed to be thrown into his grandmother's house.
Although the Soul Sect planted under Ling Bai's hands is not small, but the people have tried their best, and they have the advantage before the battle, and the result is a complete defeat.
"Ling Bai, I have a question that I can't figure out, how did you find out the location of my real body?" Walking to Ling Bai's side, Tianfeng couldn't help but ask.
Ling Bai didn't hide it and said, "My martial soul is a plant martial soul, and my perception of the power of nature is relatively keen. ”
"I see." Tianfeng bowed slightly, "The wind has left traces, this is the trace." I'm not good enough at turning wind. The plant martial spirit's keen perception of the power of nature, I have never thought of it. Ling Bai, thank you for reminding me to fight again next time. ”
"Waiting for you at any time."
"Your first soul skill is too difficult, you have to think of a way to deal with it, it's a headache." Tianfeng floated away.
"In this ring challenge, Ling Bai won."
"Goodbye, Lord Relian."
After saying hello to Lei Lian, Ling Bai walked straight out of the ring. As soon as they walked to Ye Zi's side, Evil Moon opened her mouth to invite a fight: "Ling Bai, let's fight?" ”
After saying it in the cafeteria before, Ling Bai pondered for a moment and said, "Let's fill up this month's challenge first, and we'll play it at the end of the month." ”
Evil Moon said: "After you finish fighting, challenge me directly." ”
Ling Bai responded quickly, turned his head and asked Hu Liena: "I'll go back to the Martial Soul Mimic Cultivation Ground, will we go together?" ”
Hu Liena replied: "You go first, I'll challenge Zhang Ping in a while." ”
Hu Liena's ring challenge is not very watchable, either winning or losing, and winning or losing is very fast.
Ling Bai invited Ye Zi to his Soul Mimic cultivation ground, but Ye Zi refused, the little girl has become more diligent recently, and she is thinking about breaking through to the Soul Venerable level and paying back Ling Bai's money as soon as possible.
On the other hand, Yan, Hu Liena, and Evil Yue, who are close to Ling Bai, are all the big guys on the martial soul list, and how embarrassing it is for her to be caught in the middle of a great soul master. Ye Zi didn't want to embarrass Boss Ling Bai, so he worked hard to cultivate.
Half a month had passed in an instant, and the rose seedlings transplanted into the martial soul mimicry cultivation ground had grown to three feet tall. According to the administrator, it will bloom in a little more than a month.
"I don't know if I can wait until you bloom." Ling Bai thought secretly while watering. After pouring the water, he moved his body and took out the cold silver knife on his back to cultivate as if sealed.
At this moment, a lazy cat meow sounded, and a figure shrouded in orange light swept out of the dense bushes. Suddenly, the fragrant wind blows on the face, and the waves are turbulent in front of you.
"Teacher Donna?"
Donna's eyes narrowed into a thin line, and she said listlessly: "Someone came to the academy to look for you, what is it called...... Iron Bull?"
"Uncle Iron Bull!" Ling Bai had a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly asked, "Teacher Donna, where is Uncle Tie Niu?" ”
Seeing Ling Bai so happy for the first time, Donna asked curiously, "At the gate of the academy." Is he your relative? ”
"Yes." Ling Bai replied.
Iron Bull is the same as Shui Wuxi, and has no blood relationship with Ling Bai. He is a regular member of the soul hunting team formed by his mother Bai Ling, and he is his mother's iron buddy.
Whether it was the memories before the soul piercing, or the personal experience after the crossing, Tie Niu was very good to Ling Bai, and he regarded him as his own nephew. In addition to Iron Bull, there is also an Uncle Cold Night.
Mother, Iron Bull, Cold Night, in the words of Douluo Continent, it is the Golden Iron Triangle, how many times have you been born and died.
It's not a relative, it's better than a relative.
"Teacher Donna, thank you for coming and telling me, I'm going to find Uncle Tie Niu......"
Looking at Ling Bai, who hurriedly left the Martial Soul Mimic Cultivation Ground, Donna said loudly: "If you want to leave the school, remember to report my name, if the doorman stops me, he will say that I agree." Come back before dark. ”
"Got it."
My own cat lady is so caring.
Ling Bai was in a very good mood, and when he passed by Hu Liena's martial soul mimicry cultivation ground, he also whistled at the little white fox named 'Xiao Bai', which scared the little white fox into hiding in the woods.
Outside the twenty-meter-high white marble gate stood a young man with a majestic figure.
He looked twenty-eight or nineteen years old, about 1.9 meters tall, with neat short hair, broad shoulders, angular muscles like granite, and a layer of shiny grease on his wheat-colored skin.
Facing the guard's scrutinizing and vigilant eyes, the young man smiled innocently, and he was a harmless fool.
But the guards didn't dare to relax at all, and from the young man, they felt an aura that surpassed the level of the Soul Sect.
The young man in front of him is at least a powerhouse at the level of the Soul King.
"Uncle Iron Bull." A shout of joy came.
Tie Niu raised his eyes, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his honest face, and he beckoned vigorously, "Xiaobai." ”
Ling Bai registered with the guard, strode out of the school gate, and asked happily, "Uncle Tie Niu, when did you arrive in Wuhun City?" ”
Tie Niu said, "Just arrived. Came with the teachers from your academy. You sent so many Golden Soul Coins to Hanhai City, which frightened your mother, let me follow and take a look. ”
Ling Bai looked around and said to Tie Niu, "Uncle Tie Niu, outsiders are not allowed to enter the academy. I'll take you to Wuhun City for a walk and find a place to sit down and talk. ”
Iron Bull nodded, "Listen to you." ”
The Martial Soul City Senior Soul Master Academy is only a few hundred meters away from Martial Soul City, and it will be there in a while. For a native Douluo like Tie Niu, Wuhun City is a holy place, and the Pope's Hall and Douluo Hall are holy places among holy places, and what he saw and heard was an eye-opener for him.
When he learned that the hundreds of warriors guarding the Pope's Mountain were all Soul Emperors above the sixty-first level, he opened his mouth wide in surprise. Every person you meet is a soul master. Tie Niu swore that he had never seen so many soul masters and so many strong people at one time.
In Wuhun City, three-legged people are not easy to find, two-legged soul masters are everywhere, and the prosperity of Wuhun City also amazes Tie Niu.
Ling Baigang received a reward of more than 100,000 gold soul coins, pocketed his pockets, and took Tie Niu to the best restaurant in Wuhun City, where the waiters who served tea and wine were all Soul Sect.
After the waiter came out of the box, Ling Bai talked to Tie Niu about his life in the academy. Tie Niu figured out the origin of the Golden Soul Coin, and the whole person was relaxed, and said with a relieved face: "Xiaobai, you are a real genius, no matter where you are, you are the most dazzling." ”
"Uncle Tie Niu, don't you know if I'm a genius? If it weren't for my mother forcing me to cultivate with a whip, I wouldn't be where I am today. ”
Tie Niu frowned and said, "In my eyes, you are a genius, a peerless genius like Brother Ling Tian. Those hardships, those experiences, can another person persevere? Can they? ”
Ling Bai couldn't cry or laugh, didn't argue with him, and instead asked about his mother Bai Ling and Uncle Leng Ye.