Douluo's sword breaks the void

Withdrawing the giant hammer, he turned around and came to Ning Rongrong and said, "Did you see it? Is this hammer more powerful than that stone? This also proves that in this world, there are people more powerful than your two grandfathers. "

At this point, Xue Wuchen seemed to have thought of something again, and continued: "But, if you can make this stone bigger and harder, then won't the hammer be able to break it?"

Ning Rongrong nodded stupidly.

Seeing that the little witch's thoughts had followed her own track, Xue Wuchen couldn't help but smile proudly.

"I heard that you awakened the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul today, and your innate soul power is level nine, right?"

Ning Rongrong still nodded.

Xue Wuchen said seriously: "Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is the most powerful auxiliary martial spirit, and your talent is better than your father. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely surpass your father in the future. In this way, your two Grandpa will be able to get better support, so won’t they become more powerful? Will no one be able to beat your two grandpas by then?"

"Really?" Ning Rongrong asked with confusion on his face.

"Of course it's true. So hurry up and go back to practice." Xue Wuchen said with a smile.

"But I don't know how to practice! What should I do?" Ning Rongrong said frankly.

Hearing this, Xue Wuchen's face darkened. He had been talking to himself for so long, but in the end his work was in vain?

"Okay, I'll teach you how to cultivate soul power now. After you learn it, you can go back and practice it yourself, okay?" Xue Wuchen said.

"Okay." Ning Rongrong suddenly sank and sat on the lawn.

Seeing her promise, Xue Wuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately taught her the method of cultivating soul power.

Although the martial arts of the two are very different, the basic soul power training is the same, which only requires meditation.

Although Ning Rongrong was unruly and willful, she was also smart. Xue Wuchen only explained it once, but she fully understood the principle and immediately entered a meditative state.

Xue Wuchen thought that the danger had been averted, but just when he was feeling proud, Ning Rongrong suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground.

"Practice is not fun at all, it's boring to death."

"Cough..." Xue Wuchen couldn't take a breath and coughed because of the choking. He thought to himself, this little girl is really difficult to take care of.

After he calmed down, he continued to fool around: "How about this, if your soul power can surpass mine, I will give you a gift?"

"What gift?" When she heard that there was a gift, Ning Rongrong immediately became interested and stared at Xue Wuchen with her big watery eyes.

Xue Wuchen took out the Qiankun Fan from his back and said, "This fan is more powerful than the hammer just now. With it, no one will dare to bully you in the future."

"Don't lie to me. It's just a broken fan. How can it be more powerful than a hammer?" Ning Rongrong gave him a look.

"Why did I lie to you? Watch carefully." Xue Wuchen raised the Qiankun fan and pointed it at a big tree directly in front of him.

shhhhhh...

With the sound of the air being pierced, the eighteen steel needles pierced the tree, which was about a foot in diameter, in the blink of an eye.

Ning Rongrong took a look and said, "Yeah, the tree didn't even fall down. It's not as powerful as the hammer just now! It even smashed the rocks. But your fan is quite fun. Keep it safe for me. My soul power exceeds yours, so you have to give it to me, and you are not allowed to cheat, otherwise, I will not be able to spare you."

Ning Rongrong raised her pink little fist as a warning.

"Don't worry, I will do what I say and I will never cheat." Xue Wuchen promised.

"Okay, then tell me, what level are you at now?" Ning Rongrong asked.

"Level [-]. According to your talent, as long as you practice hard, you can catch up soon." Xue Wuchen said seriously.

"Okay, then I will go back to practice now."

With that said, Ning Rongrong immediately ran towards her room in a fawning manner.

Under the praise of Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo, she had awakened the ninth level of innate soul power, and her soul power had already expanded to the point where she couldn't find it. How could she have imagined how big the gap in soul power between the two was, and how difficult it was to practice? !

Watching the little witch leave, Xue Wuchen raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, then turned back to the room and continued reading.

At the same time, Sword Douluo, who had been observing in the dark, showed a pleased face.

Not only did he sigh in his heart, it would be great if Xue Wuchen was not a prince, so that he could...

Ugh...

.........

In a teahouse in Tiandou City, Xue Qinghe was sitting in a private room sipping tea. Standing next to him was an old man in black robe. He was thin and about two meters tall. Standing there, he was as straight and sharp as a javelin. .

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Xue Qinghe said calmly: "Uncle She, what did grandpa say?"

The old man in black robe threatened and nodded: "Reporting to the young master, the Grand Priest gave you two instructions. First, if you can completely control Xue Wuchen, keep him alive for the time being, and maybe you can use him in the future. On the contrary, We need to get rid of it immediately to avoid future troubles.”

"What about her?" At this point, a trace of hatred suddenly flashed through Xue Qinghe's heart.

"His Majesty the Pope means the same thing."

Although it was not specified, the old man in black robe could also understand who the "she" in Xueqinghekou refers to.

Xue Qinghe nodded and said: "Yes, I understand. You go back and tell grandpa that Xue Wuchen has always been obedient to me. I can completely control him and let him rest assured."

"Okay." The old man in black robe took out the first-class letter from the storage soul guide in his hand, handed it to Xue Qinghe, and said: "This is the letter sent to you by the great priest."

"Grandpa, are you okay?" While receiving the letter, Xue Qinghe's eyes couldn't help but turn red. If no one else was there, he might have shed tears long ago.

"Don't worry, young master, everything is fine at the Great Enshrinement." The old man in black robe responded.

"Yes." The next second after he put away the letter, a different letter appeared in Xue Qinghe's hand. "Uncle She, please help me forward this letter to grandpa."

"Okay, young master." Taking the envelope, the old man in black robe bowed and said, "If there are no other instructions, I will take my leave first."

"Go." Xue Qinghe turned to look out the window, raising his hand to secretly wipe away the tears from the corner of his mouth.

After the old man in black robe left the room, he hurriedly opened the envelope and read the letter.

When he saw the content, the long-standing emotion in his heart finally burst out and he could no longer control it.

Hiding in the Tiandou Empire for many years is like entering a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If you are not careful, you will end up in vain.

So over the years, he had stayed in the Tiandou Empire and never went back to visit his family.

Now that I see my grandpa's handwritten letter, I feel like I'm seeing my grandpa, and my eyes are filled with tears.