The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

"Sister, sister, look at that little brother, he is so handsome. He is Mo Wen, the first genius in Tiandou. I heard that he likes cute people. Do you think I fit his taste?" holding Shui Bing'er. With her white and tender arms, Shui Yue'er kept shaking, her head resting on Xiang's shoulder, and she leaned into her ear and kept whispering.

Frowning her pretty brows, Shui Bing'er didn't want to talk to her nymphomaniac sister, and even doubted whether she was her biological child. Looking at Mo Wen's back, she didn't know why the martial arts spirit in her body was throbbing. The children also have the same feeling.

Seeing her sister ignoring her and just looking at the handsome guy she was obsessed with, Shui Yue'er was a little jealous. She gently bit Shui Bing'er's round earlobe and said, "Sister, you can't compete with your sister for a man. He be mine."

"But doesn't he have a fiancée? Ning Rongrong of Qibao Glazed Sect, you should give up." Shui Bing'er was agitated, pushed Shui Yue'er away, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it with disgust. Holding the saliva on her earlobes.

With the hoe inserted into her waist, 13-year-old Shui Yue'er felt powerful. She puffed out her chest and looked like a veteran, "Love is like a battlefield. As long as the hoe is used well, there is no wall that cannot be dug down." . When a woman chases a man with a veil, my mother punched my father unconscious before completing the wedding. I must study hard."

A beautiful woman standing in front of the crowd at Tianshui College had veins on her forehead and her breathing became rapid. She raised her hand and hit Shui Yue'er with a stream of water on her forehead. She gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone be quiet. The opening ceremony will begin soon." Let’s start, don’t embarrass Tianshui College.”

"It hurts." Shui Yue'er couldn't help complaining as she rubbed her forehead, stuck out her small tongue, and stopped talking.

Sighing softly, Shui Binger helplessly stretched out her cold hands and rubbed them for her sister. She received a silly smile in reply.

Not long after, an etiquette officer appeared at the door and led a group of palace maids to the door. He held a list and read aloud, "Now let's enter. According to the name I called, each college will enter in turn, following the guidance of the palace ladies. , go to the viewing area of ​​each academy and wait. The first one, Tiandou Royal Academy!"

As the only official academy designated by the Tiandou Empire, the Tiandou Royal Academy was the first to enter. The two palace maids unfurled a golden flag with a swan on it and led the teachers and students of the Royal Academy into the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

In the crowd, Mo Wen saw Yu Tianheng and the young man who had been taught a lesson by him on the night of the apprenticeship banquet. It seemed that there was going to be an uncle-nephew game.

Behind the Tiandou Royal Academy is the Four Elements Academy, followed by the Elephant Armor Academy. As the only academy in Tiandou City, the Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy was given the honor of being the seventh to enter.

Following the two palace maids, Mo Wen almost walked in a row with Liu Erlong. Ning Qing was still inseparable. The remaining team members were divided into two rows and walked into the big spirit fighting arena with their heads held high.

"What is walking in now is the only advanced soul master academy in Tiandou City, the Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy. It is the new army participating in the competition for the first time, but the team leader is the number one genius in Tiandou, the 11-year-old soul master Mo Wen , the slogan they put forward is: apply what you have learned, combine knowledge with action. Make great achievements, and have no regrets. Let us welcome the Holy Path Team!"

The host's voice was loud, and Mo Wen felt the soul power fluctuation in his voice, and felt that his martial soul should be related to the voice.

The audience in the venue were almost all from Tiandou City, as well as rich people and nobles from other places. Naturally, they were very familiar with Mo Wen's reputation, not to mention the fact that the little princess of Qibao Glazed Sect went shopping with him a few days ago. .

Most of the men applauded Mo Wen, while most of the women despised Mo Wen. His reputation was extremely polarized, and his reputation suffered severely.

Except for the part under the observation deck, the first auditoriums in other places were prepared for major colleges. After circling the arena for a week, under the guidance of the palace maid, a group of people came to the east side of the Great Soul Fighting Arena. sit.

Mo Wen and Liu Erlong sat side by side. The soul master's five senses would continue to strengthen with the improvement of his cultivation. The two of them could obviously hear the discussion three meters behind them.

The only thing Liu Erlong, who has achieved some success in cultivating his mind, can't bear is the gossip about his younger brother. He clenches his fists loudly and grits his teeth to refute.

"Sister, please stop being pretentious." Mo Wen didn't care at all what others thought of him and comforted him softly. As long as it was a lie, it would be exposed one day. As long as it was false, it would be able to clarify what the traitor did. The royal face can only be tolerated now.

As the colleges entered one by one, the time came to ten o'clock in the morning. Everyone had finished entering. The Royal Knights immediately closed the field, taking three steps at a time. Their armor shone with golden light, and the spears in their hands reflected cold light.

The host was full of energy and shouted loudly, "Everyone stand up! I invite Emperor Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire, Master Ning of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Platinum Bishop Salas of the Main Palace of Tian Dou City of Wuhun Palace to appear."

Everyone in the venue stood up, looked at the auditorium, and paid attention.

Four figures appeared on the viewing platform at the top. The one in the middle was Xue Ye, who was worried about his son usurping power all day long. On the right was the gentle Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by Chen Xin, who had a white hair and a childlike face. On the left was a man with a master's expression on his face. Salas.

The three of them sat down and observed the students in the field. It was said to be an elite competition, but it was actually an opportunity to select fighters. Those who could show their potential in the competition would be recruited by various forces. Being able to participate in such a competition at least proves that they are among peers. It's an elite.

"Your Majesty Xue Ye, please give a speech at the opening of the competition!" The host, who had been searched, ran behind Xue Ye and blessed him with the effects of his soul skills.

Standing up from his seat, Xue Ye stared at the geniuses in the field, and his rich voice echoed in the field, "Subjects of the empire, teachers and students of the academy, I am very happy today to meet the next generation of the empire. The heroic spirit makes me more confident in the future of the empire..."

There is no need to read the draft, Xue Ye's words are nice but useless, the whole article is very empty, except for beautiful words, they are beautiful words.

Following Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi also spoke without using a loudspeaker. He relied on his soul power to spread his voice to the entire audience.

To Mo Wen, they all sounded like empty talk.

One of the two bosses praised the students, the other praised the college, and Salas was left in charge of drawing lots.

Reaching into a box full of notes with one hand, Salas released his soul power in the palm of his hand, causing the notes to fly around. He hit them with two fingers, caught two of them, and threw them into the air. The first scene, "Blazing Fire" Academy vs. Holy Dragon Academy.”

Then repeat the trick,

"Canghui Academy vs. Frostyue Academy

Kamikaze Academy vs. Holy Path Academy!

I swear in the name of Wuhun Palace that the results of the draw are completely random, completely fair, just and open. Please fight. "

From a distance, when he heard that his opponent was Mo Wen, Feng Xiaotian immediately stood up, looked at the team members with a cruel smile, and said proudly, "I didn't expect to meet them so soon. That Mo Wen must stay." Give it to me, let me take a good look at what he is like."

"No problem." The captain of the team is very indifferent. One soul master can be the captain of the academy. Just like that, there are four soul masters in Kamikaze Academy. They can win no matter what and can't figure out how to lose.

Regarding the lottery results, Mo Wen thought carefully about it, but it felt wrong no matter how he thought about it. Judging from the strength on paper, Shenfeng Academy was ranked second in the Tiandou Empire. The first place was of course the All-Soul Sect team that was sent to the finals. Fight against the royal team.

It was very likely that he was taking revenge for being refused recruitment. Now he was taking care of Mo Wen, which was really impressive.

Mo Wen, who was not planning to play, was ready to repay Salas's expectations. He tightened his belt and refused to use weapons. He would not be allowed to use weapons. If someone reported him, he would have no room to reason. He stood up from his seat and began to call names. "I personally participated in the first game. According to my investigation, Kamikaze Academy uses extreme style, restraining the enemy with extremely fast speed and wind fields, and then eliminates them.

They were too fast and it was difficult for us to protect the auxiliary department, so Che Lanqin stopped. The others followed me and listened to my command on the field, so they could fully understand the extreme flow of the Four Elements Academy. "

Liu Erlong was very pleased to see the handsome Mo Wen's confident expression. His younger brother had really grown up, and he couldn't help but smile and blush.