The breeze blows the leaves, and the rustling sound seems to be a beautiful note echoing in this world.

On the branches, pairs of magpies chirped.

Spring afternoons are always so pleasant.

Under the big tree, a young man about 1.79 meters tall was lying leisurely on the grass.

The purple-white hair swayed in the wind, and the angular facial features were so delicate that they did not look like the color of the world.

In the soft facial features, there is a masculinity.

His hands rested on the back of his head, and he hummed an unknown tune in his mouth.

Erlang's legs swayed rhythmically from side to side.

It can be seen from the white-gold school uniform he is wearing that he is studying at the Martial Spirit Hall Academy.

"I knew you'd get here! Today is the day of the school's intermediate student competition, why don't you participate in it? ”

Just when the boy was alone, leisurely enjoying the afternoon life.

A sweet and royal girlish voice came from behind the tree.

Hearing the girl's voice, the corners of the young man's mouth rose as he lay on the grass.

I opened my eyes and sat up.

"Xue'er, it's not like you don't know, if I participate in the student competition, who of them will dare to play?"

When I came out from behind the tree, I saw a girl named Cher.

Wearing a custom-made white and gold lace JK school uniform.

He wears a hollow hair ornament that resembles a crown on his head.

Her long, silky blonde hair fell behind her back, and two half-parted strands fell down the sides of her cheeks.

Let the originally innocent face have a touch of the charm of the royal sister.

Turning to look at the girl behind him, the white-haired boy's eyes were full of doting.

With a hint of flirtatiousness on the corner of his mouth, he walked up to the girl, took her into his arms and continued gently.

"Isn't this afraid that you won't find me, so I'm not willing to change places, Xue'er, you're getting more and more beautiful."

Looking up at the young man's delicate and handsome facial features, Qianren's snow-white and tender face showed a touch of blush.

There was adoration in his eyes full of love, just like the person in front of him.

is both a lover and a hero.

Raising his hand to straighten out the somewhat wrinkled collar for Zijun, Qian Lingxue replied with a happy face.

"Okay, even if you don't compete, at least watch it, you don't want to watch my tournament?"

The side face gently leaned on Qian Lingxue's head, greedily sucking on the faint fragrance emitted by her body.

Holding Qianyue in his arms, he joked with a smile.

"Look at this time, it should be almost late, how about I fly over with Cher?"

His hands wrapped around Zijun's neck, pillowed on Zijun's strong chest, and nodded with a smile.

His legs flexed slightly, releasing his spatial divine power, and he flew into the air.

In the white clouds, two figures flew freely like birds.

Looking at the clouds around her, Qianyue reached out and touched it.

I didn't feel any touch, as if cool water vapor was running through my fingertips.

"Are there clouds in the divine realm too? When will we be able to go to the divine realm? ”

Qian Ling Xue leaned on Zijun's arm and looked up at his side face and asked.

"Soon, if Xue'er really wants to go to the God Realm, I can take Xue'er there now."

Hearing Zijun's answer, Qian Lingxue asked again.

"Xiaojun, you say, why do people in the lower realm have to become gods before they can go to the divine realm?"

After thinking for a while, Zijun replied truthfully.

"Because there is no soul power in the divine realm, only a level higher than the soul power, if you don't become a god, you can easily go to the realm, even if it is a Title Douluo, you will be supported by that energy to burst your body."

The voice fell.

The two of them came to the top of the entrance to the Dabi ring.

Zijun slowly landed on the ground with Qianyue in his arms, looking at the entrance of the ring where people came and went.

Qian Lingxue was a little shy for a while, and leaned into Zijun's ear and whispered.

"Xiaojun, let me down, I didn't expect so many students to come to watch the battle, I'm embarrassed."

Leaned down and carefully let go of the thousand snow in his arms.

The slender and white long legs stepped on the ground, and Qian Renxue reached out to take his hand and walked into the entrance of the ring.

Along the way, men admired women's love, and their eyes did not stop on Zijun for a moment.

Since the age of six, Zijun's information has leaked out of the class.

His fans have risen from more than a dozen to the whole hospital!

Even the entire Martial Spirit Hall went down to the Pope Elders and down to the ordinary soldiers.

No one admires him!

As for the reason, it's even simpler!

That's all because of his perverted talent!

On the list of combat power in the Wuhun Palace, Zijun single-handedly crushed his peers and even the older generation of Title Douluo!

Become the youngest in the history of Wuhun Palace! The most powerful Title Douluo!

Of course!

Regarding Zijun's information, Bibi Dong naturally issued a gag order.

Now on the mainland, only the personnel of the Martial Spirit Hall forces know such a figure as Zijun!

After all, Zijun is so powerful, it is very suitable to hide as a trump card.

And the second combat power of the Wuhun Hall is naturally none other than the arrogant god Xiao Ash!

Speaking of Xiao Ash, since this guy came to the Wuhun Palace, he has been sleeping every day except for drinking Lasa.

I have nothing to do all day long, and I can't see Zijun who is living a happy retirement life with little ash.

Immediately, he immediately arranged a place for him to sit in the Great Offering of the Martial Spirit Hall.

At first, the other worship elders naturally disagreed with him.

But with Xiao Ash picking them up alone, several titles Douluo queen.

There were no more dissatisfied voices inside the Martial Spirit Palace.

Even Qianrenxue's grandfather, Qiandaoliu, was succumbed to Xiao Ash's fist!

At this point, there was no second voice up and down the Martial Spirit Palace.

And Bibi Dong, the pope, has really become the leader of the Wuhun Palace.

Half of the reason why Zijun helped Bibi Dong was because of Qianrenxue.

Half of the reason is also because the Wuhun Hall itself is a positive and decent force!

Look at the entire Douluo Continent! Which force will help civilian soul masters awaken martial souls for free?

And which force would treat civilian soul masters equally?

In addition to the Wuhun Palace, the other forces either look at the identity or the bloodline! Or look at the talent!

And that's it! Only by joining the sect can you get started!

Even Tang Hao has received the favor of the Martial Spirit Palace!

So there is an old saying, it is called that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

The four words of revenge are even more incisive!

I really don't know how embarrassed he licked his face at the beginning.

He took the Pope's Decree of the Martial Spirit Hall and gave it to Yu Xiaogang to help Tang San cultivate.

While using the privileges granted to him by the Martial Soul Palace, he fought against the Martial Soul Palace.

No wonder ordinary soul masters are unwilling to side with them.

Walk into the ring entrance.

The students sitting on the platform saw the moment Zijun and Qianyue entered!

A tsunami-like excitement spread to every corner of the arena!

"It's His Majesty the Purple Monarch! Look! ”

"Wow! My idol is really here! I thought he wouldn't be there! ”

"Zijun! Zijun ......! ”

Listening to everyone's cheers for him, Zijun held his forehead and smiled bitterly.

If you want to say that once or twice you've been sought after, it's pretty cool.

But if he is so wildly sought after for six consecutive years, he will be tired if he is a person.

In addition, the biggest headache for him is the girls in the academy.

I almost didn't give Qianyue a few times to be angry, and I wanted to do domestic violence!