Douluo: I level up alone

Yu Xiaogang was secretly annoyed, and after a moment of slight condemnation to himself, he thought of the ninth-grade Zizhi.

"Forget it, I don't have ten thousand years of black ice marrow, but fortunately I have ninth-grade purple mushroom. When the mistress gets the ninth-grade purple mushroom, maybe I can break through to level 30."

Yu Xiaogang felt a little better, and the ninth-grade purple zhi he was about to exchange gave him some comfort.

However, with the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Essence as a comparison, the ninth-grade Zizhi that Yu Xiaogang originally coveted always felt much inferior.

While Yu Xiaogang secretly condemned himself, others were also shocked by the four soul rings displayed by Cheng Xiao.

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes were filled with emotion, and there was a rare emotion on her cold cheeks.

Soul Sect!

A soul sect who is less than thirteen years old!

Zhu Zhuqing's heart trembled, and he felt as if electricity was flowing through his body.

She knows better than anyone the power these words bring!

Because Zhu Zhuyun is the Soul Sect!

Facing Zhu Zhuyun's pursuit, she only felt powerless. She thought countless times that it would be great if she was also a Soul Sect, so she wouldn't have to be hunted down in such an embarrassing situation.

But is it possible? She was only over eleven years old and not yet twelve years old. How could someone become a Soul Sect in such a short period of time? She even felt ridiculous for her own whims!

However, now, the facts are before her eyes!

Can someone really become a soul sect at such an age?

That's not a delusion!

Although she was not the one who achieved it, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have seen the goal! If she can break through the Soul Sect within a year, does she still need to be afraid of the battle in the future?

In his fantasy, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to see himself in Cheng Xiao, as if the person standing among the four soul rings was a girl, exactly like her.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body trembled, and she came back to her senses. Her eyes closed and her eyes refocused. The "self" standing not far away disappeared and changed back to Cheng Xiao.

A subtle feeling spread in her heart. She took a deep breath and immediately clenched her fists. Her eyes gradually became firm, as if she had made a certain decision.

On the other side, Ning Rongrong, who was hiding among the crowd, was also in shock. The shock on her face far exceeded that of everyone else!

Her beautiful eyes widened and she stared at Cheng Xiao's familiar yet childish face. She held her breath as the voice buried in her memory rang in her mind.

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"If you become a Soul Sect before the age of twenty, you are already considered a genius with outstanding talents, and will be favored by all forces. If you break through the Soul Sect before the age of sixteen, you are a unique talent! If you meet such a person, you will definitely You have to find a way to win over her." Ning Fengzhi touched the young Ning Rongrong and said with a smile.

"What if we can't win over him?" Ning Rongrong asked innocently.

"hehe……"

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The words are still ringing in his ears, but if it weren't for the four soul rings around Cheng Xiao at this moment, Ning Rongrong might not be able to remember this memory fragment at all!

There are not many people in the sect who can break through the Soul Sect before the age of twenty. How about breaking through the Soul Sect before the age of sixteen? In these years, she has never seen anyone break through to the Soul Sect before the age of sixteen!

She even felt that her father was lying to her! So I don't know when, this sentence was forgotten by her.

But now, after seeing the four soul rings at Cheng Xiao's feet, Ning Rongrong's deep memories were gradually awakened, and the shock that followed was almost a shock to her.

It turns out that there are really people who can break through the Soul Sect before the age of sixteen!

No! wrong! It's thirteen years old!

A soul sect who is less than thirteen years old!

Ning Rongrong shook her head fiercely and came back from the shock. Immediately, her eyes began to twinkle.

She had seen it with her own eyes!

Cheng Xiao is a twin martial spirit!

He broke through the Soul Sect when he was less than thirteen years old, and had twin martial souls. Almost all soul rings exceeded their limits. The second soul ring was a thousand years, and the third soul ring was already ten thousand years! Plus a second martial spirit that is stronger than the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus...

It can be described as a monster!

If he followed his father's instructions, Ning Rongrong would definitely try his best to win over such a genius and contribute to the sect.

But such a monster has another identity!

The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!

Let alone win over, as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, if Cheng Xiao grows up, he will definitely pose a great threat to Qibao Glazed Sect.

Recalling the doubts she raised to her father when she was a child, she could not remember how his father answered her at that time. All she remembered was his kind smile and his unexplained laughter.

At that time, Ning Rongrong didn't understand the meaning of this smile, but now she seemed to understand a little bit.

Subconsciously, Ning Rongrong opened her mouth to tell everything.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

She can't say!

Otherwise, it will bring huge trouble to the sect!

After returning that day, her father repeatedly told her not to tell anyone anything about that day! Otherwise, the Poison Douluo would probably put the blame on the Qibao Glazed Sect!

She can't bring trouble to the sect.

Ning Rongrong looked a little unnatural, feeling like she had betrayed something. The training during this period of time gave her a sense of belonging to Shrek.

But soon, a sentence rang in my heart: "I am a student of Shrek, but I am also the daughter of the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong felt a lot more relaxed. The original sense of belonging to Shrek was quietly removed from Ning Rongrong's heart little by little under the comparison.

After suppressing the initial shock, everyone had different emotions.

But there is only one thing that is similar. Most of them pay more attention to the "Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Marrow", but some ignore the improvement in Cheng Xiao's soul power, and subconsciously attribute Cheng Xiao's breakthrough to the Soul Sect to good luck. It's all jealousy and envy.

The sudden leap in strength was taken away by a treasure of heaven and earth that he had never seen before. It gives people the illusion of "give it to me, I can do it too".

Ma Hongjun secretly muttered a little jealously: "Why don't I have such good luck?"

"It's wasted on you, why not give it to me." Oscar rolled his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang was freed from the regretful mood at this time, but when he heard the two people's murmurs, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This kind of thing that suddenly increases the soul power is so tempting that even he can't bear to be jealous for a moment, let alone these children.

If this trend is allowed to spread, who will want to practice honestly in the future? I'm afraid they are all thinking about finding treasures from heaven and earth.

If this trend is not stopped, the team that has just begun to take shape may break up again!

Gotta give them some confidence!

Yu Xiaogang's thoughts changed rapidly, and he blurted out: "Ahem, the improvement brought by the ten thousand years of black ice marrow is not without its drawbacks. Cheng Xiao absorbed two soul rings in two months, so he must not be very proficient in soul skills. Need to It takes a long time to get used to it. Why don't you give me a hand, compete with him, and help him hone his soul skills."

When Ma Hongjun heard this, his face panicked: "Master, no matter how good Cheng Xiao is, he is already a soul sect. I am still a great soul master, how can I be his opponent?"

"Who said you're one-on-one? All seven of you together!"

Kawen, I stayed up all night and deleted it countless times. They were all bugs that I wrote too quickly and left behind. No matter how I wrote it, Ning Rongrong didn’t feel right. It was too bloated after I delayed it. The more I wrote, the more I got into trouble.

I slept for three hours and continued writing when my mind was clear.