Douluo's Subversion

Xue Qinghe didn't mind Ning Yuanfei's cow drink. He just picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He glanced at Ning Yuanfei inadvertently and said with some admiration.

"If Uncle Ning hadn't told me, it would be hard for me to believe that you were less than ten years old. I thought that when I was ten years old, my soul power would reach level 24, but you were already 31 when you were not even ten years old. He's really a genius."

"Brother Imperial, you are wrong. Now A Fei's soul power is no longer level 31, but level 39."

Xue Beng was uncharacteristically correcting Xue Qinghe's speech disorder with a triumphant smile.

Damn it, this pig teammate... what are you trying to fool around with... why don't you just stay here and be honest?

Xue Qinghe's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, and a few drops of tea splashed out. Xue Qinghe put the tea cup down nonchalantly, and then asked with a surprised smile.

"Oh? In just one year, your soul power has increased by eight levels? Xue Beng, are you kidding me?"

Although he was asking Xue Beng, his eyes were fixed on Ning Yuanfei, and his warm smile was extremely dangerous in Ning Yuanfei's eyes.

"No way, it's just that Ah Fei got a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure by chance, which made his soul power grow so fast, right, Ah Fei?"

Ning Yuanfei was heartbroken for a while and nodded helplessly. Now he really wanted to go up and grab Xue Beng's neck, preferably to death.

He seriously doubted that Xue Beng would have been a cook in his previous life, right?How come you are so perfect at practicing Kung Fu with added fuel and jealousy...

"Oh? Treasures from heaven and earth? Is there such a magical thing in the world?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he took a breath of air-conditioning in shock?

"It's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence..."

Ning Yuanfei was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do next. He blamed himself for being a bitch. Why did he tell Xue Beng, the bastard, if he had nothing to do?It's a shame that I trust him so much...

I just don’t know why Xue Beng looked afraid of Xue Qinghe just now, but why is he suddenly so excited now?

"The treasures in the world are inhabited by virtuous people. They arise due to fate, fall down due to fate, and are destined to gather and disperse. They are all destined. Fei, you don't have to worry too much... Haha... I call you this, won't you be unhappy? ?”

If he didn't know the details of Xue Qinghe, just because he said such philosophical words in a graceful manner, Ning Yuanfei would have wanted to open up to him and have a casual conversation.

But Xue Qinghe is Qian Renxue after all, and no matter what Corporal Li Xian does, he still can't change his vigorous ambition. Ning Yuanfei doesn't want to attract his attention. Before his strength grows, it's better to keep quiet and shoot the first bird. I don't want to come into his sight so early.

"Of course not. Brother Xue called me that to give me face. I'm really flattered. I will bear in mind Brother Xue's words and learn from them..."

Ning Yuanfei cupped his hands towards Xue Qinghe. Xue Qinghe spoke with depth, without the air of a superior person at all. His tone was soothing and kind, which inevitably gave people the feeling of a breeze blowing on their face, making people unconsciously feel a sense of closeness. .

Ning Yuanfei shook his head secretly. He was really puzzled as to how Xue Beng had survived all these years. With such a thoughtful opponent, he really had no chance of rising up. No matter which emperor, he would not hesitate to choose between them. The elegant Xueqing River...

"Haha, A Fei, you are too self-effacing. You have achieved so much cultivation at such a young age. What is rare is that you can still maintain a calm character. Your future achievements will be truly limitless. By the way, you haven't introduced it to me yet. This girl is..."

"Oh...this is my girlfriend, Duguyan..."

"Dugu Yan?... Oh... I know, I know, anger can turn into a beauty. You are so lucky to have such a heroic and handsome confidante."

Xue Qinghe was stunned when he heard the words Dugu Yan, and slowly and with a strange expression, he teased Ning Yuan.

Dugu Yandun, with his face flushed, lowered his head and said nothing. He could not help but glance shyly at Ning Yuanfei from the corner of his eyes. This was the first time that Ning Yuanfei introduced her to others in such a formal way. A sweetness warmed his heart. Shy and happy.

"I wonder what the relationship between Miss Dugu and Poison Douluo is?"

Xue Qinghe glanced at Dugu Yan and asked casually.

"It's grandpa..."

Dugu Yan raised her shy face and replied generously.

Ning Yuanfei suddenly felt his blood welling up. Before he even finished eating, Xue Qinghe had already found out all the details...

"Oh, by the way, this is for you..."

Before it was over here, Xue Beng took out a thin piece of paper from his arms and threw it over.

Ning Yuanfei reached out in confusion and took it. It was an ordinary, rectangular piece of black cardboard, with just a few lines written on it with gold ink.

"Ning Yuanfei, Wuhun Qiankun Ring, level 39 soul master."

Ning Yuanfei looked at Xue Beng in confusion, what kind of trick was this?

Xue Beng glanced at Xue Qinghe faintly, and then spoke slowly.

"Aren't you going to participate in the Soul Fight? I will go through the procedures for you today. With this, you can participate."

After listening to Xue Beng's words, Ning Yuanfei felt that his head was buzzing. This pig is really an old lady's rubber band. If you want as much der as you want, wouldn't you wait until no one is around to take it out...

Is this avalanche still over?He really treated Xue Qinghe as no outsider. He revealed all his privacy without any reservation...

"Fighting Souls? Fei, do you want to participate in the Soul Fighting? When will the competition start? Let me also see how terrifying the fighting power of a genius is."

Xue Qinghe still had that gentle smile, but his eyes revealed a lively look.

Xue Qinghe's words were like a sharp arrow stuck in Ning Yuanfei's heart...

"Royal brother, have the rules of the Soul Fighting Arena been changed? Why is the sign made of paper?"

Since he couldn't hide it, he simply let it go. After hearing Xue Qinghe's question, Ning Yuanfei realized that wasn't the most basic brand in the spirit fighting arena made of iron?Why did he give himself a piece of paper?

Ning Yuanfei looked at Xue Beng with an unkind look, "You're not asking me to do black boxing, are you?"

"A Fei is going to participate in a life and death battle, so it is a famous brand made of paper..."

"A fight to the death?"

These three words rang in Xue Qinghe's ears like thunder. An indescribable feeling made Xue Qinghe's heart stir. He couldn't help but breathe a little heavier. A life-and-death fight, as the name suggests, was a fight to the death.

Generally, they are participated by dead warriors raised by nobles, or gamblers who want money rather than their lives, and some are crazy cultivators who participate in order to break through their own limits.

He participated voluntarily, so there was only one possibility...

The light in Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed away, and he suppressed the shock in his heart, and then looked at Ning Yuanfei in disbelief.

"Do you know what a life and death fight is?"

(The author says to himself: This person is greedy by nature. When he first wrote the book, he thought that it would be read, evaluated, and collected. When others read it, evaluated it, and collected it, he still hoped that it would become a book. Some people voted, and some people voted and thought about more recommendations... Am I going a little too far... I still pray for your votes for two chapters a day? Then I will shamelessly go overboard again, guys. , where are the votes? How many votes are there per day for a collection of 2021? I seriously doubt whether it is collected by the system man-machine... Finally, I am very grateful to the book friends for the rewards, and also to all the big guys who voted. , thank you for your support, which gives me the motivation to continue writing. Finally, I wish all book friends to make a fortune and good luck in [-]...)