Crossing Douluo's Book of Life and Death

After arriving at the martial arts training ground, he found that many people had already gathered here. Seeing that those people surrounded the martial arts training ground tightly, the sound of fighting could be heard from a distance. Tang Yuan led the tenth squad to the front and occupied a relatively spacious place. open space.

Looking at the field at this time, two boys are fighting in the center of the field.

One of the boys was covered in red flames, his limbs turned into sharp claws, his eyes shone with crimson light, he ran extremely fast, and there was a faint scorching temperature between his attacks.

Needless to say, it must be a fire-type beast spirit.

Another boy held a big sword in his hand, emitting silver light, slashing in his hand, and the sword wind whizzed back and forth.

Tang Yuan and others were watching, when someone said, "Wu Qing's strength is really terrifying. I heard that he was born with a fifth-level soul power, but now he is a nine-level soul warrior. No wonder he has so much confidence."

Another person talked to him and said: "Isn't that right? Otherwise, why would he challenge everyone in the junior class? However, the Wu family has a rich family and he has no shortage of training resources. He has used many elixirs. He can't do it until he is at level nine." There’s a ghost.”

The man from before said again: "Wu Qing's heavy sword spirit is certainly powerful, but you can see that Halleti's fire leopard spirit is not comparable to it. At this speed, Wu Qing will have a hard time fighting him. I heard that he is also fighting today. Reached the strength of an eighth-level soul warrior."

Looking at the two people talking, Tang Yuan had never seen them before and knew they were not from his class, so he stepped forward and said hello: "Hello, two classmates."

When the two of them saw a handsome boy with blue hair and blue eyes coming up to say hello, they were taken aback for a while, and they didn't reject him, but rather liked him.

The two said in unison: "Hello."

Tang Yuan asked: "Which class are these two people in the field from? Didn't they say that the boss of the first class wanted to fight?"

The two people were stunned, and one of them said: "What do you call a fight and this call a sparring? You said you are so good-looking, why do you speak so strangely?"

Tang Yuan scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed: "Let's learn from each other, learn from each other, that's right."

The man said again: "Look at the silver epee martial spirit in the arena, it is Wu Qing, the leader of the first class, and the fire leopard martial soul is the leader of the third class, named Haleti."

Tang Yuan suddenly said: "I see, Wu Qing from the first class is going to challenge all the junior class people. What time is it now?"

Another person replied: "This is only the first game. I think that Wu Qing is afraid that he will not be able to challenge everyone today and will not have the energy to fight again. One Hareti is enough for him to drink a pot."

Tang Yuan nodded and said: "If the boss of every class fights with him, then he probably has no strength."

The person speaking in front of me asked: "I've been talking for so long, which class are you in?"

Tang Yuan replied: "I am from Class 10, which class are you two from?"

The man replied: "I am from the seventh class and he is from the sixth class. Who is the boss of your class?"

Tang Yuandao: "I am the monitor of our class."

The seventh class said humanely: "I'm not talking about the class leader, but the most powerful person in your class."

"Well, it seems it's still me." Tang Yuandao.

"You" the two of them looked at Tang Yuan up and down. Judging from his appearance, he was handsome and quiet, like a girl. It is possible to be powerful in the future. Now everyone is at the level of soul warriors, and they basically rely on martial arts or innate talent. With soul power, someone like Tang Yuan is probably not someone who has awakened a beast martial spirit or a sword or other martial spirit.

The man from Class 7 asked: "What's your level?"

Tang Yuandao: "I am an eighteenth-level battle soul master."

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The two of the seventh class and the sixth class froze for a moment, with disbelief on their faces.

Someone nearby heard the conversation between Tang Yuan and others and ran forward.

"How is it possible that you are level 18?"

"Hmph, if he's level , I'll stand on my head in the playground for a day."

"I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when I talk big."

"Who says it's not? Everyone has it these days."

Tang Yuan was speechless and whispered: "I am really level 18"

People from the tenth class heard the movement, stepped forward, and confronted the others, only to see people from the tenth class speak out in solidarity with Tang Yuan.

"Squad leader, show your soul ring to them."

"If you can't do it yourself, you still say that others can't do it."

"Yes, squad leader, let them see your strength."

“Let’s speak with our strength”

Many people in the venue heard the movement and looked towards Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan has a black line on his head and doesn’t want to attract attention.

At this moment, there was a "bang" sound in the field, and everyone looked back, only to see that the boy named Haleti was hit by a big sword, and he took a few steps back.

"I give up," Halletti said, clutching his chest.

Wu Qing's expression was indifferent. After Halleti left the field, he looked around and asked loudly: "Who else?"

At this time, one of the people questioning Tang Yuan shouted: "Aren't you level 18? Go up and compete and see if you are really powerful?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.

Hearing the movement here, Wu Qing turned around and said: "Whoever is in the class over there and has the guts to come and compete."

Listening to these words, Tang Yuan shook his head, and said to Wu Qing: "You just finished the competition, I won't take advantage of you, you should recover your soul power first, and I will go on stage when you think you can."

Wu Qing was taken aback when he heard the words, he knew that the people who came to Tiandou Royal Academy were all arrogant, so he didn't refuse, so he sat cross-legged and recovered his soul power.

After a while, Wu Qing stood up, looked directly at Tang Yuan, and said, "I can do it, let's fight."

Tang Yuan sighed in his heart. He didn't want to be in the limelight, but he couldn't help it at this time. Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the students in Class 10, Tang Yuan had no choice but to walk slowly towards the field.

At this time, the competition was about to start, and there was a burst of cheers from the audience, especially the people in the tenth class, who were even more excited and cheered loudly.

"Squad leader, come on, knock him down."

"Come on, monitor"

Wu Qing completely ignored everything around her, and said to Tang Yuan: "Wu Qing, the first class of elementary school, Wuhun epee, ninth-level assault department warrior."

Tang Yuan replied: "Tang Yuan, junior class tenth, Wuhun life and death book, eighteenth level control system battle soul master."

As soon as these words came out, there was another whisper in the audience, most of them did not believe in Tang Yuan's level.

When Tang Yuan said his soul power level, Wu Qing was also stunned, but without much words, he directly released his martial soul, holding a silver giant sword in his hand.

When Tang Yuan saw that Wu Qing had released his martial spirit, he summoned the Book of Life and Death without saying a word. Along with it, there was a yellow spirit ring that was slowly rising from Tang Yuan's feet.

hiss~

There was a gasp in the audience, and then it boiled up.

"Wow Cao, really level 18"

"Look at that, that yellow one, is it a century-old soul ring?"

"It's really a soul ring, and it's a hundred years old."

"When did Tiandou create such a monster? He is only six years old, right?"

"You are really a monster. You can already go to the second grade. Why are you still in the junior class?"

When Tang Yuan heard these movements, he smiled helplessly and asked Wu Qing: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Wu Qing's throat rolled, and he swallowed hard. After a while, he regained his firm expression and said: "Why not fight? You will know whether you lose or win after fighting."

When Tang Yuan heard what he said, he couldn't help but be startled. He immediately had great respect for Wu Qing and said: "You can only know whether you lose or win after fighting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qing rushed forward with a giant sword in his hand.

In a moment, Wu Qing had already rushed in front of Tang Yuan, raised his huge sword, and was about to strike Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan took his time, moved his feet, and used the "Impermanence Chasing Soul Step", and disappeared in front of Wu Qing in an instant.

Just when Wu Qing was surprised, a voice sounded.

"The first soul skill, seizing the soul"

Originally, with Tang Yuan's strength, defeating Wu Qing, who was at the ninth level, did not need to use soul skills at all, but when Wu Qing said those words, Tang Yuan began to look at the opponent in front of him squarely. Use all your strength to defeat him.

As soon as Tang Yuan's first soul skill came out, a black light burst out, covering Wu Qing in an instant. Before Wu Qing could react, he felt that his body had become a little weak. At this time, the black light had completely entered Wu Qing's body. Another white light flashed on Qing's body, rushing back into Tang Yuan's body.

Wu Qing gritted her teeth and held the giant sword, and immediately turned around, trying to find Tang Yuan's location.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes blurred, and he saw a blue figure appearing in front of him. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Tang Yuan's right palm was actually printed on Wu Qing's chest. Although Tang Yuan He only exerted three-thirds of his strength and didn't even use his soul power. However, his body had been polished and tempered since he was a child, and his physical strength was somewhat stronger than that of a peak soul master. How could he be comparable to a ninth-level soul master.

In an instant, Wu Qing's body was unstable, and he stepped back again and again, almost falling down.

Suddenly, a hand as flawless as white jade grabbed Wu Qing's hand and pulled him.

After standing firm, Wu Qing said: "Thank you, I lost."

Tang Yuan shook his head and smiled: "You are a respectable opponent."

Wu Qing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Thank you, I will definitely work hard and look forward to the next fight with you."

Tang Yuan smiled and said, "Accompany me at any time."

Wu Qing said no more, turned around and left the field.

Seeing him leave, Tang Yuan was about to leave, but was stopped by the tenth class.

"Monitor, what are you doing?"

Tang Yuan was puzzled and asked, "Let's go after the fight."

The tenth class said: "You can't leave yet, you won the battle, and you still have to accept the challenge from others."

"Oh," Tang Yuandao, "then who else wants to fight?"

Everyone in the audience: ""

After a long time, no one came out to challenge.

Just kidding, the people in the junior class have just entered school and are basically soul warriors. What else are they fighting for?

Seeing that no one was on the field, a voice from the audience suddenly said: "Boss Tang"

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed.

"Boss Tang"

"Boss Tang"

"Boss Tang"

There was a wave of cheers for a while.

At the strong request of everyone, Tang Yuan became the boss of the junior class of Tiandou Imperial Academy Junior College. Although Tang Yuan didn't want to be as popular as this group of brats, he felt like a classmate and a companion.

Seems to be fine too.