Douluo's myth of Haotian

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Outside Haotian Peak, Tang Bufan stared at the mist-shrouded mountain peaks in the distance, lost in thought.

After a while, a cold girl came next to him.

Tang Bufan said without looking back: "Zihan, you're here!"

"Brother Tang, I wonder what you want from me?" Ye Zihan's face was full of doubts.

"Last time I heard you mentioned that you wanted to find your Ye family's ancestral land. Can you tell me about the situation of the ancestral land? Maybe I can help you!" Tang Bufan said a little mysteriously.

This was the first time Ye Zihan took a close look at this young man who had repeatedly created myths in the Haotian Sect.His dark pupils were as mysterious as the night sky, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face, exuding a unique charm.

Slightly avoiding the other person's eyes, Ye Zihan was silent for a while before saying calmly: "Brother Tang, to be honest, our knowledge of the ancestral land is limited, only a sentence passed down from generation to generation."

Tang Bufan's eyes flashed with understanding, "I wonder what this sentence is?"

"The White Jade Palace beside Qingshui Lake, the Misty Valley outside the White Jade Palace."

Ye Zihan's pretty face was full of helplessness, "We have interpreted this sentence thousands of times, and finally came to the conclusion that the White Jade Palace should be the ancestral place and birthplace of our Ye family! But we can never find the place in the Misty Valley. where!"

Tang Bufan's eyes flashed, he hesitated for a moment and then said slowly: "Maybe I know where the Misty Valley is!"

Ye Zihan's eyes shone with disbelief, and she looked at Tang Bufan suspiciously.

The Ye family has been searching for this Misty Valley for who knows how many years without any news. How could he know?What a coincidence!

Tang Bufan naturally saw the confusion in Ye Zihan's eyes, but he didn't intend to explain. Some things are better seen than believed.

"I'm going to the Misty Forest in seven months. Then you can go with me!"

After saying that, Tang Bufan walked away without paying any attention to Ye Zihan, who looked confused.

It took a long time for Ye Zihan to react and murmured to himself, "Deep mist in the forest?"

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Ye Zihan's eyes. Could it be that the misty valley that the Ye family had been looking for was in this deep misty forest?

When she was about to ask Tang Bufan carefully, there was no sign of him anywhere around.

Time flies so fast, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

It’s time for Haotian Sect’s monthly ranking battle again.

Tang Bufan has never participated in a ranking match since he won the sect's chief position. As time went by, his strength became stronger and stronger, gradually widening the gap between him and these disciples.

Especially after he obtained the 10-year soul ring, even Tang Long and Tang Hu, the two leading figures among the third generation disciples, lost the confidence to challenge him.

On this day, Tang Bufan was dragged to the backyard by Tang Ming and others to watch the ranking match.

In the third generation disciple area, the fourth elder and the seventh elder are presiding over the battle.

In the crowd, Tang Ming said excitedly: "Boss, do you know where we are ranked in the sect now?" His tone was full of pride.

Tang Bufan thought for a while, "I remember it was around forty!"

"Boss, those results were obtained more than a year ago! They are already out of date!" Tang Ming retorted.

Tang Bufan was slightly startled. There were currently about 100 disciples of the third generation of Haotian Sect, but only about fifty actually participated in the qualifying competition.

Because the minimum requirement for qualifying is a great soul master, which means that only those with a soul power of level [-] or above are eligible to participate.

Although the disciples of Haotian Sect are generally very talented and have practiced Hunyuan Gong, most of them must be over 12 years old to reach level [-].

Among the more than fifty people participating in the qualifying competition, the majority were great soul masters and soul masters, with only a handful of soul masters.

Tang Bufan looked at Tang Ming and the others carefully, and their soul power levels immediately emerged in his mind.

Tang Ming, level 32 soul master.

Tang Feng, level 33 soul master.

Ye Zihan, level 32 soul master.

Qingyu, level 32 soul master.

Qingshan Level 41 Soul Sect.

No wonder Tang Ming is so proud. A year ago, he was just a great soul master, but now he has become a soul master, and his ranking has indeed improved a lot.

Tang Bufan first glanced at the other people's cultivation, pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "Although your cultivation has greatly increased, you have just been promoted to Soul Lord not long ago, and your ranking should be after thirty!"

Tang Ming and the other five were immediately stunned, because Tang Bufan was absolutely right. Tang Ming was currently ranked 31st in the sect.

Tang Feng admired him: "Boss, you are so awesome, you guessed it right right away! Among the five of us, Brother Qingshan is the strongest, ranking sixth in the sect, followed by me at 29th, Qingyu at 32nd, Zi Han did not participate because she is an auxiliary soul master!"

Tang Bufan glanced at Qingshan in surprise. Among the three generations of disciples of the Haotian Sect, there were six soul sects, and he ranked sixth. Doesn't that mean he defeated a soul sect brother.

At this moment, the game had already started on the field.

The fourth elder and seventh elder who presided over the competition waved to Tang Bufan. Tang Bufan said goodbye to Tang Ming and walked towards the two elders.

The fourth elder joked: "Xiaofan, you are not planning to participate in the ranking battle, are you? With your strength, you are simply bullying them!"

Tang Bufan waved his hands repeatedly and said with some embarrassment: "Grandpa Fourth Elder, I'm just here to take a look! I won't participate in the competition."

As the fourth elder said, his soul power now surpasses the three generations of disciples. Except for Tang Long and Tang Hu, two newly promoted soul kings who can barely fight with him, the others may not even be able to take a single move. live.

Suddenly, the seventh elder said with blazing eyes, "Xiaofan, are you interested in competing with your uncles?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Tang Bufan was stunned, but also the fourth elder!

Among the second-generation disciples of the Haotian Sect, the weakest one is now the Soul Emperor. Not counting the sect leader, the strongest one is already a level 84 Soul Douluo.

Tang Bufan is now the 56th level Soul King. With the quality of his soul ring and other trump cards, he is really no weaker than the Soul Emperor. As for how far it can reach, it's hard to say!

Thinking of this, the fourth elder also started to think about it, and wanted to measure the extent of Tang Bufan's strength!

After a while, Tang Bufan regained his composure and said excitedly: "Grandpa Seventh Elder, is this really okay?"

Seeing that Tang Bufan agreed, the Seventh Elder smiled slightly and said, "Of course you can, but you have to wait for a while until the ranking competition of your three generations of disciples is over!"

Tang Bufan had long wanted to find an opponent to test the power of the fifth soul skill. The uncle from the sect was naturally an excellent opponent, but he had never thought of it before!

In just two hours, the ranking competition for the three generations of disciples ended. The rankings basically remained unchanged. Only a few disciples succeeded in the challenge and their rankings moved forward. Most of them remained unchanged.

After all, everyone practices together during the day, and their respective strengths are basically known.

The purpose of the sect in formulating this ranking competition is to hope that everyone can compete with each other and at the same time supervise each other.