Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

The Elephant Armor Sect is stationed in a secret room.

Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, was sitting on three chairs side by side, and standing in front of him was Hu Yanli, the former captain of the Elephant Armor Academy team and his eldest grandson.

Hu Yanzhen stroked his gray beard, and his big eyes like copper bells revealed some thoughts.

"Li'er, are you saying that the self-created soul skills used by the young man named Yuntiange during the competition were not his creation?"

"Yes, grandpa, according to Yuntiange, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi was created by a senior named Murong Longcheng."

Hu Yanli said respectfully that as the young sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the seven major sects, he had extensive knowledge, but he had indeed never heard of the name Murong Longcheng anywhere.

But being able to create such a miraculous soul skill as Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, Hu Yanli believed that this Murong Longcheng must not be an unknown person.

Maybe Grandpa Hu Yanzhen knows this senior.

"Murong Longcheng?"

Hu Yanzhen closed his eyes slightly, and the thousands of thoughts in his mind were flowing rapidly, and he carefully searched for any clues about this name in his mind.

As the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, Hu Yanzhen's knowledge is far beyond what juniors like Hu Yanli can compare with.

Hu Yanzhen had an impression of almost all the titled Douluo, even though some of them had never met before.

Even if they were enshrined in Wuhun Palace, Hu Yanzhen knew a few of them.

Hu Yanzhen recalled it carefully for a long time, but still found nothing.

"Murong Longcheng, I have never heard of this person either."

"I think he is a titled Douluo who has been living in seclusion in the mountains and is unknown to the outside world."

Although the Wuhun Palace has records for almost all titled Douluo on the mainland, there are always some strong men with weird personalities who don't like to leave their names in the Wuhun Palace.

Murong Longcheng may be one of them.

Hu Yanzhen admired the wonder of the stars and the stars, and subconsciously believed that this could only be created by a titled Douluo-level figure.

If this is the case, then the background of Yuntiange seems a bit intriguing.

Behind him stood a powerful man at the level of Titled Douluo, and he himself had a close relationship with Wuhun Palace.

Thinking of this, Hu Yanzhen stroked his gray beard again and said in a loud voice: "Li'er, this Yuntiange must not be provoked."

"You young people, it would be great for you to move around more."

Hu Yanli was silent for a while and then said: "Grandpa, I understand."

Hu Yanzhen gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, his old fleshy face showing no anger or dignity.

"In recent years, our Xiangjia Sect has developed very rapidly. One day, our Xiangjia Sect will also become one of the top three sects."

"My grandson will not let you down."

Hu Yanli's eyes were full of determination, and he clenched his fist tightly and said.

"This is my grandfather's long-cherished wish, and it is also the lifelong dream of all the ancestors of my Xiangjia Sect."

Hu Yanzhen's face became a little solemn and he said word by word: "In this process, every time our Xiangjia Sect has more friends, we have more opportunities. Every time we have less enemies, we have less trouble."

"We can try to befriend this young man named Yuntiange, but we must not enmity him."

Hu Yanzhen suddenly became a little emotional. After letting out a long sigh, there was a lot of reminiscence in his eyes.

A figure swayed vaguely in Hu Yanzhen's memories. It seemed to be a figure holding a hammer.

"The feeling he gave me was even better than Tang Hao back then."

"Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao?"

Hu Yanli's breathing became a little rapid. Haotian Douluo's reputation was as thunderous as that of even a young man.

I vaguely remember that at that time, he was just a child who had just awakened his martial spirit.

"Yes, we can only make friends with such people, but not offend them."

Hu Yanzhen nodded and said with some sadness: "If our Xiangjia Sect wants to be among the top three sects, the first condition is to obtain a titled Douluo."

He looked at Hu Yanli, with a bit of relief in his eyes, and said: "The Xiangjia Sect was almost impossible to do in my grandfather's generation."

"Grandpa is old and his potential has been exhausted. There is no hope of breaking through to the Title Douluo."

"The future of the Elephant Armor Sect still depends on you."

"grandfather..."

Hu Yanli's nose felt a little sore and he raised his head to look at Hu Yanzhen. He had never noticed that his grandfather had become very old, as if unknowingly.

"My grandson will not let you down."

He took a deep breath and said firmly.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Hu Yanzhen laughed while stroking his hands. He patted Hu Yanli's head with his generous palm and said, "Although grandpa is old, these old bones can still support you until you become the first titled Douluo of the Elephant Armor Sect."

"Haha, if I can't see the Xiangjia Sect becoming one of the top three sects, how can I, Hu Yanzhen, rest in peace?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Hu Yanli's face, and he whispered: "Grandpa, there is something I have been wondering about for a long time."

A sneer appeared on Hu Yanzhen's face, and he said slowly: "Haha, you want to talk about my decision to cooperate with Wuhun Palace."

"Yes."

Hu Yanli nodded and said with some uneasiness: "Grandpa, even if the Elephant Armor Sect really succeeds in becoming one of the top three sects with the help of the Wuhun Palace, for us, I am afraid that the gains outweigh the losses. The Elephant Armor Sect will definitely be restrained everywhere. In the Wuhun Palace."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hu Yanzhen laughed loudly, but the laughter was very cold and harsh.

"How could I not know that cooperating with Wuhun Palace is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger."

"The purpose of his Wuhun Palace's support of us going up is to make the Xiangjia Sect his obedient dog."

"Then why do you still want to cooperate with it?"

Hu Yanli asked with some confusion.

"Humph."

Hu Yanzhen snorted coldly, his eyes shining a little.

"It's just using each other."

"The two empires and Wuhun Palace are at odds with each other. Among the top three sects, except for the already hidden Haotian Sect, Qibao Glazed Sect, Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, the relationship with Wuhun Palace is getting worse and worse. ”

"And the interior of Wuhun Palace is not monolithic."

"Plus their mortal enemy, the evil soul master."

Hu Yanli rolled his eyes and asked, "Grandpa, what do you mean, after we become the Shangsan Sect, we can unite with other forces to deal with Wuhun Palace?"

Hu Yanli smiled coldly and said: "The mainland today has been peaceful for a little too long."

"I have a hunch that within 20 years, the entire Douluo Continent will inevitably be reshuffled."

Hu Yanli trembled all over and looked at his grandfather in disbelief.

"At that time, we will rely on Wuhun Palace to take advantage of the opportunity to increase our strength and join forces with other forces to gradually get rid of Wuhun Palace's control."

"When the dust finally settles, our Elephant Armor Sect has fully fledged, and there is nothing his Spirit Hall can do about us."

Hu Yanzhen thought very clearly. First, he borrowed a chicken to lay an egg, but when the tail was too big to fall off, and the ship was done, Wuhundian could only hold his nose and admit it.

"Grandpa, I understand."

Hu Yanli forced himself to calm down.

"Well, Li'er, you go down and rest first."

Hu Yanzhen's eyes sparkled with ambition.