Douluo: I met Qian Renxue when I was eight years old

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Gu Rong's suppression became stronger and stronger, and soon he was promoted to the Soul King.

At this time, surprise showed on their faces.

You know, even the Soul King, very few people can resist the Soul King's suppression by Titled Douluo.

If he can withstand the same level of suppression, then his strength is almost invincible at the same level.

In their eyes, there are only two possibilities for Yuan Luo, either he is invincible at the same level, or his soul power exceeds that of the Soul King by a lot.

Now Yuan Luo didn't show any expression at all, as if he was fine.

Yuan Luo laughed wildly in his heart, just kidding!

I have been in the killing city for two years. The bloody pressure is on my mind every day, so I have long been used to it.

Besides, with my 100,000-year-old soul ring and 100,000-year-old soul bone, I can’t even withstand even a little pressure?

Soon, Gu Rong's soul power increased to level 55, and his speed gradually slowed down.

I'm afraid he was afraid of hurting Yuan Luo.

In this regard, Yuan Luo could only express his speechlessness, at least Contra, this is too slow.

"What about that, Uncle Ning, why don't we start the conversation?"

Yuan Luo asked cautiously, "It's okay to just stand here all the time!"

Mainly because it was too embarrassing, and all three of them were embarrassed.

"Ahem, okay, let's sit down and talk!"

Ning Fengzhi coughed, asking Gu Rong to withdraw his pressure, and then sat on a chair.

After Gu Rong also sat down, Yuan Luo sat opposite and poured tea for the two of them.

"Xiao Luo, do you plan to ask for one million gold coins for this soul bone?"

Ning Fengzhi's temperament suddenly changed, and he quickly went from the trial to the current business.

Yuan Luo's mouth twitched, is that necessary?

It's not like I'm talking about a big deal, so I can just give him the money and be done with it.

"Yes, Uncle Ning, if you think the price is too high, you can lower it again!"

"No, no, seventy-five thousand soul bones are not worth this price at all. Don't you think you've lost money?"

Ning Fengzhi quickly shook his head and kept staring at Yuan Luo.

"It's nothing. I can't use it myself. I might as well save Rongrong's life!"

"Then let me thank you first for Rongrong. I plan to give you two million to buy this soul..."

Before Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Yuan Luo interrupted.

"Uncle Ning, one million is enough. No matter how much you give me, I won't be able to spend it all. You should use it for sect construction."

Yuan Luo stared at Ning Fengzhi and said, two million and one million are nothing to him.

But this favor is owed to the Jiubao Glazed Sect. Although I may not need them, if I do, I don't have to rush around.

Especially the huge decision in his heart not only requires his own strength, but also the support of certain sects.

Or Yuan Luo quickly improves his strength.

But he was not sure of breaking through the Titled Douluo before the Spirit Palace became the Spirit Empire.

"Well, in that case, I'll thank you again."

Ning Fengzhi thought for a second, nodded, and then took out ten gold cards from the storage bracelet.

"Here, each gold card is worth 100,000 gold coins, a total of one million!"

"Thank you!"

Yuan Luo took it in his hand. Before, he really didn't get stuck.

Even that time in the far north, I paid with gold coins, there was no card at all.

After being held in his own hands, Yuan Luo chatted with Ning Fengzhi for a while and left quickly.

Ning Fengzhi was like checking her household registration, asking all questions.

Yuan Luo had an idea in his mind that Ning Fengzhi might have regarded him as his son-in-law. It was too scary!

This would be fine if the mother-in-law was the mother-in-law, but if the father-in-law is so annoying, this life would be impossible.

Yuan Luo left quickly and returned to his room.

There are only a few days until the continent-wide senior soul master competition, so Yuan Luo had better get some sleep first.

In the past few days, Ning Rongrong's soul power had exceeded level 44, and a piece of soul bone had allowed her to rise to three levels in a row, which shocked everyone.

Oscar also broke through level 42, but has already touched the edge of level 43.

Everyone has made great progress after fighting Yuan Luo, but they dare not be proud.

Because they were facing three soul kings, and they were soul kings with martial soul fusion skills.

The capital of the Tiandou Empire, Tiandou City.

At this time, a special team was walking on the street, and several people lowered their heads and covered their faces.

In front of them were three middle-aged men, each of them walking so fast.

Eleven boys followed behind.

The first ten teenagers were wearing shit-green clothes, with a monster icon engraved on their chests.

There are seven words behind him: Advertise for Shrek.

"Ah! I'm going crazy, I don't want to wear this dress!"

A fat man kept complaining, looking like he had been wronged a lot.

"Fat man! Bear with it, we can't bear the dean's order."

Dai Mubai patted his shoulder with a wry smile on his face.

"Brother Luo, why don't you wear it!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Yuan Luo with envy on his face.

Among this group of people, except for the three middle-aged people in front, only Yuan Luo was not wearing a team uniform, only wearing a white robe.

He looked particularly energetic and handsome.

Coupled with Yuan Luo's handsome face, even Oscar and Dai Mubai can only be regarded as foils.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's aggrieved look, Yuan Luo couldn't help but shake his head.

"Whenever you can beat me, you won't have to wear them anymore!"

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Ning Rongrong snorted slightly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Brother Luo, what are you going to do to prevent that tough dean from forcing you to wear the team uniform?"

Xiao Wu's liveliness at this time also completely disappeared.

All that was left was dimness. Even on this day, she did not jump at all, which was simply inconsistent with her character.

Several people turned their heads at the same time, looking at Yuan Luo expectantly, begging Yuan Luo to find a solution.

Yuan Luo was so laughed that he cried. The expressions of these people were too kawaii. They were probably the best emoticons.

"I said I am the Soul King!"

After saying that, Yuan Luo quickly followed the master's footsteps, letting a few people follow behind.

As soon as we were about to enter, people became crowded, so we had to pretend not to know them.

Several people sighed at the same time, knowing that this was the case.

Tang San couldn't bear it anymore at first, so he took out his mask and put it on his face, and his waist gradually straightened up.

When the six people behind saw it, they hurriedly followed suit.

However, there were still three people without masks, so they could only face the ridicule of passers-by.

Yuan Luo ignored them and hurriedly walked ahead, walking with Flanders.

"Xiao Luo, what are you doing here?"

Flanders pushed up his glasses and looked at Yuan Luo sideways.

"Master Dean, am I not shocked by your heroic appearance? When I walk with you, I feel that my temperament has improved, giving me a feeling of confidence."

Yuan Luo said something without conscience, which made Liu Erlong next to him couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

"Well, Xiao Luo, you have a good sense!"

Flanders nodded, his eyes seemed to brighten, and he raised his head and walked forward.

Because of this competition, Flanders touched his hair specially. The shiny hair shone under the sunlight, as if it had been licked by a donkey.