In Douluo Dalu, I am six years older than Tang San

Qianxunji heard this and looked at the door of the Pope's Palace with fierce eyes. Who is so reckless that he dares to break into my Pope's Palace at this time?

When his eyes fell on the source of the sound, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. The person who came was actually a child.

This is the child Xiaodong brought back yesterday

While Qian Xunji was thinking about it, the little beggar rushed to Bibi Dong in three steps at a time. His petite body stretched out his arms and stood decisively between Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji. He gritted his teeth and said to Qian Xun Ji said.

"I will never let you hurt my sister."

Sadness welled up in Zi Bibi Dong's heart. Looking at the little beggar standing in front of him, he felt even more regretful.

Child, this child is innocent

It was not Qian Xunji's carelessness that allowed the little beggar to stand in front of Bibi Dong. He never imagined how big a ripple a child who had not yet awakened his martial soul could make.

What's more, this is in his papal palace

Seeing the stubborn determination in the little beggar's eyes, Qianxunji snorted coldly. The vast sea-like pressure rushed towards the little beggar from all directions. The little beggar who was standing a second ago was instantly pressed to his knees.

Qian Xunji was too lazy to talk nonsense with this little beggar. In his eyes, only Bibi Dong was the genius that Wuhun Hall must keep. No amount of death for such a nameless trash would be a pity.

The pressure continued to surge out, and the little beggar, who had been pressed to his knees, was convulsing all over. Blood slowly fell from his ears, nose, and eyes. Facing the strength of the Pope Qianxun Soul Douluo level, let alone him, Even if it were another soul saint, the ending would only be like this.

With a cry of wow, the little beggar's tightly held breath was broken by the blood rushing up his throat. With this mouthful of blood spurting out, the little beggar fell heavily to the ground.The huge pressure squeezed his bones, making tiny cracking sounds. Despite this, he still stubbornly straightened his arms and tried to stand up.

The pressure continued to rise, and although his body was shaking involuntarily, the little beggar never fell.

"what"

Qianxunji let out a sigh. Facing this child who was less than six years old, Qianxunji had no intention of using all his strength.But now the pressure that the little beggar can withstand has actually reached the thirteenth level. You know, this is a child who has not yet awakened his martial spirit.For a normal soul master, if he can withstand the pressure of two-thirds of his own soul power, he can already bear the title of genius.

If I keep him alive, 20 years later, he may be an unprecedented genius, Qian Xunji thought calmly. However, after he encountered the scene today, he will never be able to be used by me in the future.

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji made up his mind. The little beggar's tenacity had won his admiration, so let's give him a good time.

In an instant, Qian Xunji raised the pressure to level [-], level [-], the soul power that symbolized the level of a great soul master.

With a pop, the little beggar spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the feeling of death had spread to his neck.

No, I can't fall, sister, he will harm my sister

With a bang, the little beggar felt that something in his body was broken, and the pressure on his body suddenly became lighter.The shattering feeling converged along his left arm, and he raised his left arm uncontrollably.

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A mysterious blue light bloomed from the little beggar's left hand, and the blue light condensed into an ice flower, hovering in the little beggar's palm.

This is

Seeing this strange scene in front of him, Qian Xunji subconsciously took a step back, feeling the temperature drop in the Pope's Palace, and his eyes couldn't help but stagnate.

What a strong martial spirit

As the Pope of Douluo Continent's Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, who has experienced thousands of martial spirits, naturally understands what happened to the little beggar.

The awakening of the martial soul, yes, it was the awakening of the martial soul, but his martial soul was not a spontaneously guided awakening, but was forcibly suppressed by himself.

The martial soul and the soul master are like a pair of twins. It can even be said that the martial soul itself is the second life of the soul master. When the little beggar was on the verge of death, his martial soul was forced to awaken to protect his body. The scene in front of me.

From the childhood beggar's martial soul form and the temperature changes in the Pope's Palace, it is not difficult to find that his martial soul is ice, but it can make Chihiro Ji, a Contra level, feel the cold temperature changes, which shows how unique this martial arts is. Soul.

"Hey." A faint sound of regret came from Qianxun Ji's mouth. He loved talents, otherwise he would keep Bibi Dong in Wuhun Hall at all costs.Looking at the little beggar in front of him, and the perseverance and tenacity with which he was able to withstand his twenty-level soul pressure just now, he was almost certain that if he could wait until the little beggar was six years old to guide his martial soul to awaken, his soul power would reach at least level nine. or even higher

However, it was all too late.

Everyone's martial soul on Douluo Continent awakens at the age of six. Before the age of six, the human body is like a greenhouse where martial souls grow, and it takes at least six years to cultivate.According to the Wuhun Palace's investigation, any child born with malnutrition, even if he can inherit the powerful martial souls of his parents, will definitely not develop high-level innate soul power. This is why Qian Xunji feels regretful.

Seeing the unhealthy expression on the little beggar's face and the martial arts spirit that he had squeezed out of him when he was less than six years old, Qian Xunji deeply realized that he had strangled a genius in the cradle.

He knew very well the principle of pulling out seedlings to encourage growth. The little beggar in front of him was probably ruined.

Behind the little beggar, Bibi Dong's tears flowed uncontrollably. She was naturally aware of the consequences of the oppressive Wuhun awakening, and she couldn't help but begin to regret. Why, why did she have to be soft-hearted and bring the little beggar back to Wuhun Hall to make him suffer so much? The pain will undoubtedly ruin his future and everything about him.

The little beggar didn’t know what oppression awakening was. He only knew that as the ice flowers in his left hand rotated, the pressure around his body became smaller and smaller. The coolness in his body relieved the burning after vomiting blood. Everything was moving in the right direction. develop.

Just when he was about to stand up and continue to protect his sister, a sudden sticky feeling fell from the sky, forcing him to his knees again. The speed of the ice flower in his left hand was already so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. The temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, but None of this helps.

"puff"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the feeling of weakness in the little beggar's body became stronger and stronger. For the second time, the feeling of death spread to his heart.

The best martial arts spirit

Qian Xunji looked at the little beggar with increasingly hot eyes. At this time, he had raised his soul pressure to nearly level [-], and the little beggar was actually not dead yet.

Violent fluctuations rippled in Qian Xunji's heart, and the pressure on his soul became more and more serious. He had already made up his mind. No matter what, he could not let Bibi Dong leave the Spirit Hall.

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