Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

The mountain wind is biting and the mist is steaming!

In the medicine garden, an old man and a young man sat facing each other.

"...Repeating this every day, and supplementing it with the unique medicinal bath of the Broken Clan, over time, both the will and the body will make a qualitative leap."

Dugu Bo was stunned. He looked at Yang Pojun blankly and opened his mouth to speak, but a mysterious force stuck in his throat, making him speechless.

It is said that people become better with age. During the process of Yang Pojun's narration, Dugu Bo always stared at Yang Pojun's eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of dodge. This also proved that what he said was definitely from the heart. hair.

However, after listening, Dugu Bo fell silent. Although Yang Pojun's voice was calm, Dugu Bo's heart was filled with all kinds of feelings.

When he looked at Yang Pojun again, in addition to admiration, there was also a bit of pity in his eyes.

Looking at Dugu Bo quietly, Yang Pojun did not continue to speak. He did not hide anything about his trial method. Of course, the secret of the fairy grass would never be told to him.

Although the relationship between the two people has improved, the stakes are too high to allow any hidden dangers.

After a long time, Dugu Bo stared at Yang Pojun with complicated eyes, and sighed: "That old boy Yang Wudi is simply not a son of a man. How can such inhuman training be endured?"

"Haha, old man, you can't play the best song in the world without bleeding fingers!" Standing up and opening his arms, Yang Pojun's knife-like face reflected perseverance and confidence in the warm sunshine.

Looking at Yang Pojun, Dugubo didn't refute, but he was thinking about another question in his heart, why was Yang Wudi so desperate?

revenge?

To whom to seek revenge?

Soon, a crazy idea flashed through my mind.

Dugu Bo was stunned, his face became extremely ugly, he was breathing heavily, trying to calm down the turmoil in his heart, with a trace of regret in his eyes, he said meaningfully: "The Wuhun Palace can stand on the mainland for hundreds of years without falling. , not without reason, its power is beyond your imagination.”

"Uh..." He looked at Dugu Bo in confusion and shock. After a moment of silence, Yang Pojun realized what he was doing. He looked at Dugu Bo dumbfounded and said, "Old man, you don't think that our Po clan wants to take revenge on Wuhun Palace. Bar?"

"Humph, isn't it?" Dugu Bo sneered: "Boy, I really like you, so I would like to advise you not to try to challenge Wuhun Palace, even if you have cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo, its power, It’s something you can’t imagine.”

Yang Pojun sneered: "Old man, you are wrong. The reason why I endured inhuman pain to temper myself is just to find a stable life for the Po clan in this shitty continent."

"The reason why the Broken Clan ended up like this is because we were not strong enough and relied on others, and as a result, others stabbed us in the back.

My stance is different and I followed the wrong boss. I can’t blame anyone else for this.

However, every time you suffer, you will gain wisdom, so I want to make myself strong enough to support my people.

Although I am not old, I also know that our Po Zhi clan actually has no hatred towards Wuhun Palace. We are just taking the blame for others.

Why was the Po clan almost wiped out in the first place, but the protagonist was able to get away with it?

It's because they are strong enough, so strong that even the Spirit Hall doesn't dare to take any further. Therefore, my purpose is very simple, to become stronger so that my clan can have someone to rely on, that's all! "

Dugu Bo nodded and stroked his beard, and suddenly said: "You have a deep grudge against the Haotian Sect!"

"Generals die in hundreds of battles, and strong men return after ten years. They die in battle and are wrapped in horse leather. Our Po family will never frown, play tricks, or backstab? Sooner or later we will have to settle this account!" Yang When Po Jun said this, he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Haha... Haotian Sect is not easy to deal with either!" Dugu Bo smiled and shook his head.

"A real man has things to do and things he doesn't do. To live, you have to do something, right?" Yang Pojun looked at Dugu Bo quietly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Gu</span> "Do you know why the Wuhun Palace does not dare to kill the Haotian Sect?" A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Dugu Bo's mouth: "Because they are not sure whether the 99th level peerless Douluo is still alive."

As a member of the older generation, Dugu Bo had naturally heard of Tang Chen. He admired Yang Pojun's senselessness, but he was also very unimpressed by his ignorance.

Do you really think Haotian Sect is a soft persimmon?

The former number one sect in the mainland did not deserve its reputation for nothing.

"To live, you have to live to bare your chest and bare your back to face thousands of arrows, and still be able to raise your head and smile at the sky. Old man, the blood of my clan has not yet dried. If this revenge is not avenged, my clan will not be able to hold its head up!"

Yang Pojun ignored Dugu Bo, turned around, and plunged into the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi.

Seeing that the two eyes of ice and fire had returned to calmness, Dugu Bo remained silent for a long time, but there was a turbulent wave in his pupils with green light.

Taking a deep breath, Dugu Bo felt that he still underestimated this kid.

half year later……

Dugu Bo, dressed in green, with white hair and a white beard, sat on a stone bench, twirling a glass of wine in his hand and silently gazing at the Ice and Fire Eyes in the distance.

After six months of improvement, Dugu Bo's appearance has changed a lot. His originally pale green hair has turned into normal gray. Except for his eyes, his green color has basically faded away.

After taking the medicine for half a year, Dugubo no longer suffers from the pain caused by the toxin's backlash.

But after all, the toxins have been in his body for many years, and it is almost impossible to get rid of them all.

Dugu Bo was very satisfied with the current situation. He naturally knew his situation, and he was also certain that using the same method, the poison on his granddaughter would be removed without any problem.

After half a year of getting along, Dugu Bo had already lost his wary of Yang Pojun. Therefore, I don't know when, Dugubo no longer sealed Yang Pojun's soul power.

In the past six months, Dugu Bo finally saw how hard Yang Pojun practiced. To be honest, the more he understood, the more Dugu Bo admired him.

But he still has some regrets...

If he hadn't taken into account the resentment in Yang Pojun's heart and his fear of Tang Chen, Dugu Bo would have really wanted to bring him together with his granddaughter.

There is no doubt about Yang Pojun's talent, but Dugubo doesn't think he can overthrow the former No. [-] sect on his own.

The foundation of the Po Zhi Clan is too weak, and the strongest one now is the clan leader Yang Wudi, who is just a Soul Douluo, even though he is said to be on par with Titled Douluo.

Even if Yang Pojun succeeds in advancing to the realm of Titled Douluo in the future, a person's power is still limited after all. Therefore, Dugubo is not optimistic about Yang Pojun.

"Old man, what are you thinking about? Are you so absorbed?" Climbing out of Binghuo Liangyi's eyes, Yang Pojun saw Dugu Bo's eyes without any anxiety.

"Huh..." After sighing, Dugu Bo looked at Yang Pojun, who was close at hand, with complicated eyes.

"Boy, my poison is almost cured. It's time for you to leave here. Today you will bleed more and I will make more medicine. Yanyan has inherited my martial spirit and has the same spirit as me. Something is wrong, so..."

Dugu Bo's words were like a thunderbolt hitting Yang Pojun's head. He looked at Dugu Bo in shock. Yang Pojun felt a chill creeping down his back: "You...you know everything?"

"Hmph, no matter what, I am still a Titled Douluo. If I can't even smell the smell of blood, my life will be in vain." Dugu Bo gave Yang Pojun a joking look.