Douluo: Eternal Sword Heart

Chapter 3 The Momentum of Destruction
Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, suddenly a cloud of golden energy and black energy injected into his body.

Jiang Li turned his head in surprise, only to see that Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were smiling and continuously sending the soul power in their bodies over.

The title Douluo's soul power was really extraordinary, and in just a few seconds, Jiang Li's face returned to normal.

After a while, Bibi Dong opened her eyes slightly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Your Majesty, how is it?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked quickly, and Ghost Douluo also looked curious.

"That's right." Bibi Dong smiled, this smile was so overwhelming that even Jiang Li was stunned for a moment.

Get Bibi Dong's simple reply, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, you look at me, I look at you, eyes are full of joy.

To be able to get Bibi Dong's approval, that is definitely a superior martial spirit!
Bibi Dong's pupils narrowed for a while, his face became cold, and he said, "Yueguan, take Jiang Li to arrange a place to live, and the formal training will start tomorrow."

"Yes." Ju Douluo responded, then walked up to Jiang Li, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

"Okay." Jiang Li immediately followed Ju Douluo and left, leaving only Bibi Dong and Ghost Douluo in the Pope's Palace in Nuo Da.

Ghost Douluo silently walked to Bibi Dong's side, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what orders do you have?"

Seeing Jiang Li's leaving figure, Bibi Dong's eyes gradually became cold, "This kid is very ordinary, he has the talents of Tang Hao back then, you and Yue Guan should always pay attention to his movements, understand?"

Hearing the word Tang Hao, Ghost Douluo's eyes gradually became serious, and he nodded heavily.

"Now I'm just preemptively accepting him as an apprentice. There must be more than one person who thinks like me. It's up to you to deal with it. When necessary, you can." After speaking, Bibi Dong's eyes showed a bit of ruthlessness. Hot, since she can't get it, no one else can get it either.

"Yes." Ghost Douluo nodded, this is what Bibi Dong should look like, the tenderness before was just an illusion.

"Go back"

"Elder Ju, teacher, is she so gentle?" Jiang Li couldn't help asking as he walked on the resplendent corridor.

Today's Bibi Dong is really too gentle, completely different from what he read in the book, not the same person at all.

Ju Douluo chuckled: "Yes, as long as you don't make her angry, the Pope is quite easy to get along with."

"Is that so?" Jiang Li murmured.

The two soon came to a room, Ju Douluo skillfully took out the key and opened the door, a spacious lounge appeared in front of Jiang Li's eyes.

The sofa made of golden silk, the cotton bed made of some kind of unknown wood, and the crystal chandelier are full of the atmosphere of local tyrants.

This room is simply extravagant. According to the previous statement, this is definitely the presidential suite.

"This is your room, and I will ask someone to deliver the clothes to you." Ju Douluo threw the key into his hand and said.

Jiang Li nodded, and carefully put the key away.

"You must remember that tomorrow is your first training, so don't be late. His Excellency the Pope attaches great importance to this aspect, so be careful yourself." Before leaving, Ju Douluo did not forget to ask.

Jiang Li said: "Thank you Elder Ju, I will definitely go there on time."

Ju Douluo nodded, said nothing, and left.

After closing the door, Jiang Li couldn't wait to lie down on the sofa.

The sofa is soft and very comfortable. Lying on such a sofa, Jiang Li feels that every cell in him is dancing happily, it is extremely comfortable.

After sinking on the sofa for a while, Jiang Li's eyes gradually became clear, and he kept recalling what happened before in his mind.

Nangong Xiaoyao?

Bibi Dong?
Muyang Nine Heavens Sword?
The appearance of these three changed his identity instantly.

Was it intentionally arranged or was it destiny?
Jiang Li couldn't understand.

Who is Nangong Xiaoyao?What is his identity? Why did Bibi Dong appear outside Wuhun City again?What is the Muyang Nine Heavens Sword?Why haven't I heard of it myself?
All kinds of doubts continued to linger in his mind, and he continued to cut and reason.

"Forget it, let's get some sleep first." Jiang Li sighed, he hadn't had a decent sleep for several days, the life in the woods was simply unbearable, and the whole day was full of wind and sunshine. The sun is just mosquito bites, and he has not closed his eyes for several nights.

Today just happened to be able to have a good sleep.

With such a state of mind, Jiang Li soon fell into a sweet dream and fell asleep drowsily.

On the other side, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo were squatting in the small black room having a heated discussion.

"Old ghost, what evildoer do you think that kid is? This is the first time I have seen such a way of awakening a martial soul." Ju Douluo said solemnly.

Ghost Douluo shook his head, and pondered: "It's also the first time I've seen this, but according to my guess, it should be his martial soul that protects the Lord automatically."

"Lord protector?" Ju Douluo expressed surprise, and quickly asked, "Is there such a case as Jiang Li before?"

"No, I chose the name myself." Ghost Douluo said flatly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo: "."

"Old ghost, how do you think that sword compares to the Clear Sky Hammer?" Ju Douluo asked suddenly, looking at the ceiling above his head, his eyes were full of hope.

"Huh?" Ghost Douluo looked over suspiciously, and when he heard the word Haotian Hammer, the figure of the man holding an incomparably huge hammer appeared in his eyes.

"I don't know." Ghost Douluo shook his head, "But I heard a few words from the mouth of the Pope."

"What word?" Ju Douluo hurriedly looked over and asked eagerly.

"The momentum of destruction."

Ghost Douluo said in a deep voice.

"Hiss." Chrysanthemum Douluo sucked in a breath of cold air. I'm afraid there won't be two people in the whole continent who can make His Excellency Pope name a martial spirit with a destructive aura?
Could it be that the Muyang Nine Heavens Sword is stronger than the world's number one Wuhun Haotian Hammer?

Thinking of this, Ju Douluo couldn't help showing a smug smile, six years ago they were beaten into embarrassment, six years later it might not be the same.

Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Hammer?

Chrysanthemum Douluo believed that as long as the new generation of their Wuhun Hall stood up, Tang Hao and his ilk would be like ants.

"Oh, by the way, we haven't tested that little guy's soul power yet." Ju Douluo said regretfully, patting his head.

"The Pope has his own arrangements." Ghost Douluo said lightly.

"That's right." Ju Douluo shook his head and smiled.

"But now I'm worried about something." Ghost Douluo sighed.

Seeing Ghost Douluo's appearance, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help asking: "Old ghost, what worries you so much?"

"Nana." Ghost Douluo said.

(End of this chapter)