Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

On a sunny day, the Qibao Glazed Sect is bustling with activity.

As for Ning Fengzhi, the lineup following the two peak Douluo naturally received the most attention.

"Hey, who is that boy standing behind Sword Douluo?"

"I don't know, it's rare. Could it be that young man with innate soul power who has never been able to improve his soul power?"

"It should be him. This time he has to compete with Gu Yue. As expected, he loses again."

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The little chatter that came from time to time finally made Gu Yue's face look better. He couldn't help but glance at Qin Jian provocatively, but saw that the other party's eyes only fell on Ning Rongrong and didn't notice him at all. He couldn't help feeling depressed again. .

"Wait a minute, Qin Jian, I will beat you to a pulp again on the stage." He clenched his fists and said in his heart.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi continued: "Rong Rong, as your partner who will work with you for a long time in the future, he must be the strongest among the next generation combatants of our Qibao Glazed Sect, otherwise he will not be recognized by others. ."

"Dad, can't I choose what I like?" Ning Rongrong pouted.

Ning Fengzhi was a little hesitant, but he still said bravely: "Rong Rong, dad can usually indulge you, but this time it is related to the sect's rules, and dad can't make an exception for you."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Qin Jian, and was a little surprised that he could win the favor of his precious daughter in such a short time.

"Besides, you should also believe in the person you want to choose. He will definitely get the first place, right? Dad believes that Rongrong has the best vision."

After Ning Fengzhi's excitement, Ning Rongrong said without thinking: "Rongrong's vision is of course the best."

Ning Fengzhi, who finally convinced his daughter, breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, they had already arrived near the competition stage.

There are naturally a lot of people in the partner selection competition that only happens once every five years. At first glance, there are heads all around the competition stage.

Qin Jian followed Sword Douluo and others to the most conspicuous position in the center. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Bone Douluo took their seats. He, Ning Rongrong and Gu Yue stood behind them.

"This time, there are a total of 32 direct disciples choosing partners, but there are 64 combat soul masters participating in the selection."

Ning Fengzhi casually explained the situation of this competition: "So those who lose in the first round will not have the opportunity to partner with direct disciples, and will be included in the ordinary battle queue to protect the safety of the sect."

Upon hearing his words, Gu Yue glanced at Qin Jian and said, "You can't even compare to a soul warrior below level 10."

At their age, they are considered geniuses if they can practice to close to level 10. Therefore, except for Qin Jian and Gu Yue, almost no one among the participants is above level 10.

"Then you don't need to worry." Qin Jian said casually.

Hearing the smell of gunpowder coming from behind, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at each other in understanding, as if sparks flashed, and then turned away their heads with a cold snort.

Ning Fengzhi could only smile helplessly.

These two peak Douluo have been fighting for a lifetime, and now they are even fighting with their juniors.

"The first competition will start soon. Please come down and draw the order."

The elder who presided over the competition walked into the field carrying a large wooden box.

Qin Jian and Guyue looked at each other, walked down the stands and walked to the field at the same time.

"Qin Jian, you must win."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but cheer Qin Jian up, and inadvertently gave the majestic Guyue a blow.

Qin Jian couldn't help but smile, then turned back and waved to her.

Soon, everyone finished drawing lots.

The competition stage is not big, with only four seats, so eight people come out to compete each time.

And Qin Jian was actually the first one.

His opponent is a girl wearing a pink skirt.

"My name is Lin Yu, a level 9 warrior with a spirit fox spirit."

A white soul ring lit up under the girl's feet, and the martial soul possessed her, and she quickly launched an attack stance.

But Qin Jian remained motionless, still standing on the sidelines with his hands behind his back.

"Qin Jian, battle soul master, martial soul, love sword."

His words confused everyone on the sidelines. Only Sword Douluo knew that his martial spirit was pronounced exactly the same as his own name.

"Hey, I don't even dare to repay my soul power because I'm afraid that the level 10 soul power that can't be shaken for three years will be despised by others," Gu Yue curled his lips and said sarcastically.

The next moment he met Ning Rongrong's angry eyes.

"The competition begins"

The elder gave the order, and the battles began at the same time in all the battle stages. Only Qin Jian was a little strange, because he still stood motionless, just looking at Lin Yu opposite and smiling.

"Uh, Qin Qinjian, why don't you activate your martial spirit?"

Lin Yu felt slightly dizzy for some reason, and his eyes slowly became trance-like when looking at Qin Jian.

"I'm already using soul skills, so be careful."

Qin Jian saw her confused look and kindly reminded her: "If you can still attack now, you might have a chance."

But Lin Yu's eyes became more and more misty, and all he felt in his heart was that he looked good and liked him so much.

"What's wrong with me"

She shook her head vigorously, but she fell deeper and deeper into it. In the end, she even put her martial spirit away, and just stood there stupidly looking at Qin Jian.

Then a scene that shocked everyone appeared. Lin Yu took a few steps forward, stared blankly at Qin Jian's face, and murmured: "You look good, I like you so much."

"what's going on"

"love at first sight"

"It was love at first sight on the competition ground. You were kidding me."

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There was an uproar.

Grandstand.

Ning Fengzhi watched this scene with great interest, and then asked: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, Qin Jian said that he had used soul skills, but I didn't notice the fluctuation of soul power. What about you?"

Bone Douluo frowned: "I didn't notice any fluctuations in soul power either."

So both of their eyes fell on Sword Douluo, but Sword Douluo crossed his arms with an enigmatic expression: "He has indeed used a soul skill."

As for what was used, he didn't know.

Behind them, Ning Rongrong didn't care about this. She just felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart: "It's so shameless to confess in public."

in the field.

Qin Jian showed a gentle smile and said, "Then can you step off the stage by yourself?"

The people who didn't understand anything were in an uproar again.

"Isn't it just good-looking? He thinks that he can make people admit defeat with this," Gu Yue said angrily.

The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone's jaws appeared.

Lin Yu nodded repeatedly during the performance: "Okay, I'll walk off the stage by myself."

Then he was busy and finished the game.

There was silence around the stands.

Lin Yu, who walked off the stage, quickly cleared her mind and realized that she had lost. But the strange thing was that she didn't feel anything was wrong and thought she had fallen in love at first sight.

"Qin Jian wins this match"