Douluo: I really am not an ice god!

After understanding the good intentions of Sword Douluo and others, Lingtian agreed with their views, nodded and continued to ask, "Teacher, where are we going for this training?"

"The far north."

Sword Douluo said in a deep voice, "The more dangerous the place, the more potential the human body can be stimulated. This is also true if you want to break through, and your martial soul attributes are very suitable for the environment there."

"The Far North...Teacher, when will we set off?"

Lingtian's cold eyes flashed with sparkle, and he seemed to be very interested in this.

"very good."

Sword Douluo nodded with satisfaction, "You go back and prepare. I will take you to the far north early tomorrow morning."

"Grandpa Jian, I also want to go with Junior Brother Lingtian~~"

Upon hearing the news that Lingtian was leaving the sect for training, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she quickly expressed that she also wanted to go with him.

"Bullshit."

Before Chen Xin could speak, Ning Fengzhi started to teach Ning Rongrong a lesson, "You girl, you know how to fool around every day. Look at your junior brother Lingtian, who is one year younger than you and is now a level 29 great soul master..."

"This Lingtian experience, please stay well in the sect. When will you break through to the soul master, when will you leave again."

He said that on purpose.

Ning Rongrong's talent can definitely be called a genius.

Moreover, in his eyes, this daughter who broke through to the great soul master before she was 12 years old has always been his pride. He said this more just to inspire Ning Rongrong.

"Grandfather Sword..."

Ning Rongrong blinked and looked at Sword Douluo Chenxin expectantly.

"Rongrong, you can't go."

However, Chen Xin was not as usual this time. He agreed to Ning Rongrong's request, "The far north is too dangerous. This time, you should listen to your father and stay in the sect."

"Grandpa Bones..."

As soon as Ning Rongrong heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Bone Douluo with an aggrieved look.

Gu Rong immediately comforted the little princess of their Qibao Glazed Sect and said in a gentle tone, "If Rongrong doesn't go, I won't go. If they leave, won't Grandpa Bones still be with you?"

"Hey, don't go if you don't go!"

Ning Rongrong saw that Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, who usually doted on her the most, also disagreed this time. In the end, she could only pouted angrily and left the hall with an unhappy look on her face.

Ning Fengzhi said gently as if nothing happened, "Lingtian, you go back and prepare first."

…………

"Fengzhi, what you just said was too serious."

When the children all left the hall, Bone Douluo immediately turned around and complained about Ning Fengzhi, "Not everyone is as perverted as that kid. At Rongrong's age, it is already very good to have a soul power of level 25."

Although Sword Douluo on the side did not speak, his eyes also showed a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Bone..."

Ning Fengzhi explained to the two of them why he did what he did just now.

at the same time--

The back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"It really is here."

Looking at the girl's figure under the tree, Lingtian sighed.

"Hey, still..."

When he walked forward and was about to say a few words of comfort, Lingtian found that Ning Rongrong was still holding a book in his hand, leaning against the tree and reading with relish.

"In a good mood?"

A smile flashed in Lingtian's eyes.

But when he saw the contents of the book clearly, his expression gradually became unnatural.

"Ha ha……"

comfort?

Forget it, isn't this quite happy?

She can still amuse herself by writing here. If she needs any comfort, let her play by herself.

I regard you as my senior sister, but you actually want to...

……

One month later, Ice and Snow City.

This is one of the three largest cities in the Far North and the only city in the Far North with a high-level spirit fighting arena.

In the auditorium of the Soul Fighting Arena, a group of wealthy businessmen who were waiting for the players to appear were discussing with great interest whether Bing Ji, the star player of the Soul Fighting Arena tonight, could win consecutively and win the Purple and Gold Soul Fighting Medal!

"Lao Wan, who do you think will win tonight's spirit fight?"

"Then there's no need to ask. Of course it's the Sword Emperor Bingji. Who is his opponent in the realm of great soul masters?"

"Then don't regret it."

"Why do you have any gossip?"

"It is true that no great soul master is Bingji's opponent, but tonight he will face a soul master!"

"Soul Lord?!"

"Yes, I heard that it was Sword Emperor Bingji who requested it himself."

"..."

Just when everyone was talking about it.

In the top box of the Ice and Snow City Spirit Fighting Arena.

Boom boom boom!

An attendant knocked on the door and said in a respectful tone, "Mr. Bingji, it's your turn."

"Ah."

An echo soon came through the room.

In the room, Lingtian calmly said to Chen Xin, "Teacher, I'm going down first."

Sword Douluo nodded and said in a deep voice, "Be careful. Although your opponent is a newly promoted soul master, he still has one more soul skill than you."

"Teacher, don't worry, I will deal with it seriously."

After a few minutes--

As the battle on the first soul fighting stage ends, the much-anticipated purple and gold soul fighting is about to begin!

On the soul fighting stage, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo was standing in the center.

He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Now, we will have the last one-on-one spirit battle in our fourteen spirit fighting arena! The person in charge of this final battle is the great spirit master with the top sword spirit. Sword Emperor Bingji is invincible against the fighting spirit of the fighting beast, Earth-Splitting Bear!"

"Let us wait and see whether the Ice King can defeat him by leapfrogging, or whether Master Jia Wudi will end the Ice King's winning streak. Now, let's invite two people to take the stage."

"The Sword Emperor is coming out, the Sword Emperor is coming out!!"

"Come on Sword King!!"

"So handsome, he deserves to be my husband."

"Little girl, just go and play, that's obviously my husband, okay?"

"Sword King, Sword King, Sword King!!"

"Bah, a bunch of lunatics."

"Jia Wudi, I have put all my money on you, I must defeat that guy!"

"Jia Wudi beat him, you are the Soul Lord!"

"It's really rare for a soul master and a great soul master to fight across different levels."

"It's nothing more than sensationalism. If you can't beat three rings and two rings, don't be a soul master."

Amid the cheers of the crowd, as the doors on both sides of the fighting arena opened, Lingtian slowly walked out wearing an ice-blue robe and a fox half-mask on his face.

At the same time, Lingtian's opponent in this battle, Soul Master Jia Wudi, also came to the soul fighting stage.

He reached an astonishing height of about two meters. His back was bare, and his body was covered in lumps like bulging dough buns. His shoulders were very broad, his chest was well developed, and the muscles on his chest and upper arms stood out, like a bodybuilding competition. athletes.

The round tiger eyes flashed with fierceness, and when he came on stage, he roared fiercely, like the roar of a demon in hell.

Needless to say, this is a powerful battle soul master.

"Haha...are you the brat who calls himself the Sword King?"

Jia Wudi looked down at Lingtian condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt and cruelty.