Douluo Promise

A few months later, Zhao Wuji, who was tired of travel, came to the Star Luo Imperial Capital.

Looking at the magnificent city gate in front of him, Zhao Wuji was filled with emotion for a moment. He touched the embroidery bag in his arms and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Driving" Zhao Wuji drove the BMW forward slowly. After being inspected by the guards at the city gate, Zhao Wuji entered the city.

Zhao Wuji came here again after an absence of four and a half years. The imperial capital was as prosperous as ever, with an endless stream of merchants and pedestrians coming and going.

Zhao Wuji, who had not been back for a long time, began to wander around the imperial capital, thinking about buying some rouge, gouache, clothes and jewelry for Dai Qier.

Unknowingly, he arrived at Tiange. This was the place where he had eaten and drank with those dandies. Zhao Wuji still remembered it very clearly.

After going in and ordering a few dishes at random, Zao Wuji sat down by the window and listened quietly to the diners bragging.

Since ancient times, restaurants and restaurants have been holy places for news dissemination. If they want to find out some news, most people will come to these places.

Not to mention that Zhao Wuji actually heard some news, saying that the young disciples of the great nobles below wanted to marry the seventh princess of the Star Luo Empire, but the Emperor of Star Luo never agreed after several times.

Zhao Wuji just smiled faintly and ate his meal quietly, having already memorized the names of these great nobles in his mind.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wuji took the token of the Roaring Mercenary Union and went to the headquarters of the Roaring Mercenary Union in the Star Luo Empire. He told them to secretly investigate these big nobles and left.

Going straight back to the courtyard given to him by Emperor Xingluo, Zhao Wuji took a comfortable bath under the service of his servants and then fell asleep.

Sure enough, it is still comfortable here. How can the people in the Lost Grand Canyon be so good at serving others?They are all good at killing people.

As soon as he slept until night, the waiter in the palace came to invite Zhao Wuji to the palace for dinner. Zhao Wuji knew that Emperor Xingluo wanted to see him.

Due to the evolution of his martial soul and the absorption of a 10-year-old soul ring, Zhao Wuji's appearance has changed drastically.Fortunately, he had his own identity token, otherwise it would be doubtful whether he could enter his courtyard.

When Zhao Wuji came out, the waiters were shocked.He had met Zhao Wuji, but he didn't know that Zhao Wuji had changed so much.

After being slightly stunned, the waiter came to his senses, cupped his hands to Zhao Wuji and said, "The emperor heard that Mr. Zhao was visiting the imperial capital, and specially invited him to have a meal."

"Lead the way." Zhao Wuji tidied up his appearance and followed the waiter to Xingluo Palace.

"Hahaha, Wuji is here!" Before Zhao Wuji entered, the hearty laughter of Emperor Xingluo could be heard from the hall.

Zhao Wuji slowly entered the hall and saw Emperor Xingluo stepping down from the throne and approaching him with a big smile.

"Wuji has seen the emperor." Zhao Wuji slightly arched his hands to Xingluo Dadi, and Xingluo Dadi waved his hand to indicate that Zhao Wuji didn't need to be polite.

"Come here, give me a seat." Immediately, a waiter came with a stool for Zhao Wuji to sit down and said, "Wuji, it's been almost four and a half years since you left. How have you been living in the Grand Canyon for more than four years? "

"Thanks to the Emperor's concern, Wuji is doing well." Zhao Wuji replied.

"Wuji, your appearance has changed drastically. It seems that your strength has greatly increased?" Emperor Xingluo looked at Zhao Wuji's handsome appearance, which was completely different from before.

"To be honest with you, the Emperor, after four years of training in the Lost Grand Canyon, Wuji's strength has indeed increased a lot." Asked about his strength, Zhao Wuji also smiled and said.

"Then what level has your strength reached? Can you explain it to me?" Emperor Xingluo looked at Zhao Wuji with a gleam in his eyes.

Emperor Xingluo soon realized that he might be too direct, and immediately said: "Wuji, don't think too much, I'm just curious."

Zhao Wuji did not want to hide it from Emperor Xingluo. After all, he was about to take his daughter, so there was no point in hiding her.

"Buzz--" Two yellow, two purple, four black and one red, nine soul rings were beating up and down around Zhao Wuji's body, exuding a wild and terrifying aura without leaking any trace of the palace.

(Let me tell you here, Zhao Wuji’s original soul power is level 82, but here he pretends to be level 92)

When Emperor Xingluo released Zhao Wuji's eighth soul ring, his mouth had already begun to grow.When he saw the 10-year-old ninth soul ring rising from Zhao Wuji's body, his mouth was already big enough to hold an egg.

He originally thought that Zhao Wuji would be able to surprise him by breaking through the Soul Douluo, but he didn't expect that Zhao Wuji already had the 10-year-old ninth soul ring.

Titled Douluo!This is a Titled Douluo!Zhao Wuji has actually advanced to the title Douluo!

Emperor Xingluo looked at the scarlet soul ring, and his original surprise had turned into fright. Emperor Xingluo felt that he was not as frightened as he was today in a year.

"Wuji, what are you, what are you?" Emperor Xingluo stood up and said excitedly.

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly and said: "Zhao Wuji, level 92 titled Douluo!"

(What do you think Zao Wou-Ki’s title should be called? Two updates tomorrow)