On the soul fighting stage, Ning Xiaotian, who was walking back to the team, nodded slightly towards Ye Lengleng who was walking down the stand.
After all, several of the Tiandou team were Ye Lengleng's former teammates, and the friendship was still there, and Ning Xiaotian didn't want to hurt several people's long-standing friendship because of Tang San alone.
Ye Lengleng nodded slightly and released his martial spirit. The petals fluttered and flew towards the injured people.
There were even two pieces that landed on Tang San.
Seeing this scene, the audience in the stands all nodded and praised, "Master Ning is so righteous!"
"With such benevolence and righteousness, why should the Qibao Glazed Sect be unhappy?" The man who was about to go home and beat his youngest son said seriously, "I have decided! Let my son try to see if he can join the Qibao Glazed Sect. If he is lucky, , marry a sideline, and I will be able to enjoy happiness."
"You're thinking shit!"
My friend immediately rolled his eyes.
But deep down in my heart, I was calculating.
"My daughter has fair skin and is beautiful. Wouldn't it be beautiful if she could join the Qibao Glazed Sect and be with Ning Xiaotian."
On the other side, Flanders, who was running to the Soul Fighting Platform with small steps, glanced at Tang San, whose swelling had subsided, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Yufeng has also woken up, and graphite stone grinding has recovered from his injuries, and he is nodding his thanks to Ye Lengleng.
The fighting spirit was defeated in a fair fight, but they had no resentment.
Dai Mubai rubbed the scabbed wound and looked up at Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing next to Ning Xiaotian like a bird. Suddenly, blood surged up and his eyes burst into flames.
But he soon turned into a look of defeat, "Forget it if I can't beat Xiaosan, I can't even beat Zhu Zhuqing, who is 3 years younger than me. How can I face Davis and Zhu Zhuyun directly." Thinking of this, I suddenly felt discouraged. .
Shi Shiran returned to the team and looked at his teammates. They were all a little defeated.
It was a terrible loss this time.
He lowered his head and looked at Tang San, even worse, he fainted again.
There is not much blame in my heart. Although there is a misjudgment, it is already a good plan.
Who would have thought that Ning Xiaotian's fighting ability is so strong.
At this time, a shout suddenly came from the stands, "Yu Xiaogang, isn't that guy in white clothes Yu Xiaogang?"
Everyone around them turned around and saw that it was a boy about ten years old, wearing the uniform of Tiandou Royal Academy.
"Yu Xiaogang! Is this Yu Xiaogang?" There were boos and pointing in the stands.
"Hey, isn't this the theoretically invincible Master Jade? There is no useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master. After disappearing for so many years, what level of soul power does it have?"
"How many outstanding disciples have you taught? Tell me quickly and let's see if the juniors recognize them!"
Tiandou City is the capital of the Tiandou Empire and the location of the largest branch of the Spirit Hall. It can be said to be one of the largest gathering places for soul master groups on the mainland. The spectators who could come to the Tiandou City Great Soul Fighting Arena to watch the game were many who were born in soul master families. They might not be powerful, but they had also heard about Yu Xiaogang. Now that they saw the real person, young and energetic, they suddenly He stood up and started cheering.
"Yeah...yeah...when are you going to sign up for the spirit fight? Juniors must buy tickets to watch!"
"Master Yu Xiaogang, your disciple is so courageous! Did you teach him how to brave opponents who are more than 10 levels higher than me over and over again? When will your disciple's ability to leapfrog challenges be compiled into a theory and announced?"
"Master Jade, the Wuhun Palace said a few years ago that you published the incomplete theory of soul masters without authorization. Is that true?"
"..." Everyone yelled with joy as you said something to me.
The voice echoed in the spirit fighting arena and reached Yu Xiaogang's ears. His pale face suddenly turned red, turning green and purple. His fists were clenched, his whole body was tense, his shoulders and chest were trembling and rising. The silver teeth were clenched tightly, causing bloodshot eyes to appear.
"Yu Xiaogang, your soul master theory is not plagiarized from Wuhun Palace, right?"
"Hey, I seem to have never heard of which college you taught at? How are your theories put into practice?"
"Yes! Yes! If I have taught, it has been decades. It is impossible to walk without disciples..."
"This brother is right. In decades, if you are really capable, you can teach a few powerful disciples, right? Not to mention Titled Douluo, Soul Douluo, Soul Saint, Soul Emperor... No, Soul King There must be, right? The Soul King can be a tutor in a high-level academy, join the army as a general, even if he is guarding one side, he is still a small nobleman. The gift of teaching, then he is not allowed to publicize his own teacher?"
"But I haven't heard of it from the elders in the clan!"
"I haven't heard of it either!"
"Me too, my father is Li Gang, Viscount of the Empire!"
"...."
"Pfft..." A mouthful of old blood sprayed into the air, and Yu Xiaogang fell straight down.
"Xiao Gang!"
"Grandmaster!"
"...."
The scene was chaotic for a while, but it was a pity that Ning Xiaotian couldn't see it.
He had already led his team members into the corridor and left the spirit fighting arena.
Back at the college, we had a nice late-night snack, chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
Walking into Liu Erlong's room and slightly raising his eyebrows at the beauty, Ning Xiaotian walked straight into the bathroom with his hands behind his back and a step that he didn't recognize. The beauty immediately narrowed her eyes, jumped out of bed, stretched out her long legs, and twisted her waist to follow. The sound of running water immediately sounded.
...
The nights in December are cold, especially after the early morning, it is bone-chilling.
Behind the Tiandou team, outside the small single-family courtyard, a black shadow flashed across.
As the light dimmed, Tang San sat cross-legged on the bedside, his right hand covering his chest, his face pale, but his expression was angry.
"Damn it, Ning Xiaotian's attack actually injured my meridians." Xuantian Kung is the superior internal power of Taoism. The internal power cultivated is boundless and endless. It not only has the power to open up the eight extraordinary meridians, but also accelerates injuries. Restorative effect.
But when he just started to use the technique, his meridians were full and felt like they were being torn apart.
It was obvious that his meridians were damaged and could not withstand the operation of Xuantian Gong.
"However, what kind of unique skill did Ning Xiaotian use? It can actually directly damage the meridians of the human body. Moreover, when it is used, the moves are constantly hitting the vital points of the body, leaving me without the ability to resist." Tang San gritted his teeth. Indignant.
Such a unique skill was actually acquired by Ning Xiaotian.
After this battle, he also understood that Ning Xiaotian's ability to possess such combat power relied on many unique skills such as self-created soul skills, just like the Haotian Sect's Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique and Haotian Jiujue. Although it is not a soul skill, It's a skill, but it has the effect of a soul skill.
With the blessing of soul bones and soul sect realm, Ning Xiaotian's physical body and soul power far surpassed his.
Such a superposition of each other led to his today's defeat.
If all of these were added to me, how high would my combat power be? Even if my Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial spirit, I could still... Tang San clenched his fists, his heart filled with fire and desire.
"Get it, I must get it!"
The more he thought about the many benefits of possessing it, the more Tang San longed for it in his heart.
"Huh..." A cold wind suddenly blew in the room.
"Who!" Tang San was suddenly startled and looked up, his eyes moistening immediately.
"dad!"
