Douluo's defense is king

Tang San looked into the teacher's eyes, "Teacher, I can help you realize both of your wishes. I just need you to do something for me."

The master waved his hand and said: "Xiaosan, it doesn't have to be like this. Your current martial soul cannot be exposed. You must never participate in the soul master competition! You don't have to risk yourself for the ridiculous dream of a bad old man like me!"

Tang San whispered: "Teacher, I have a way to solve the problem of martial arts. My father told me that as long as I can awaken the Dark Blue Silver Emperor after reaching level [-], I will have the ability to disguise. I Naturally, you can participate in the Soul Master Competition. As for the Spirit Hall, I also have a deep hatred against them, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect’s hatred is even worse!”

The master's eyes lit up and then dimmed: "Even if the martial soul can disguise itself, it is still too dangerous. There is no need for you, mistress, to take risks! You are still young now and it is the time to grow up. If you really win the Soul Master Competition A champion will move from darkness to light, which is very stupid!"

Tang San said extremely seriously: "My father has recovered from his injuries and his body has returned to its best condition. He will be able to break through to level 96 in the Soul Master Competition soon. He has the ability to protect me!"

When the master heard what Tang San said, he seemed to be dozens of years younger in an instant, "Xiao San, which academy are you going to go to? I will also go to that academy to be a teacher. With my guidance, your chances of winning will be much greater!" "

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we will compete here at the Star Luo Royal Academy. Davis and Zhu Zhuyun here are very good, and their soul power is even higher than that of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing!"

The master clapped his palms and said: "Yes, we are going to leave the Tiandou Empire and look at the mainland. I have to say that the Star Luo Royal Academy is indeed very good and has a chance to win the championship!"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang, who had regained his confidence: "Teacher, do you think you agree with me participating in the Soul Master Competition?"

The master patted Tang San on the shoulder and said: "With Haotian Douluo protecting you, you can still disguise your spirit. Of course you can participate in the spirit master competition! I heard that the spirit hall is already promoting it, and there will be seven champions this time. A soul bone! What a big deal!"

Tang San asked: "Teacher, can you promise me something? This matter is very important to me, it can even be said to be related to my life!"

The master took Tang San's hand and said, "Xiao San, what are you talking about? As long as the teacher can help you, even if it's my old life, if you need it, just take it! What a big deal!"

Tang San looked into the master's eyes and knelt down with tears in his eyes: "Teacher, I have no choice but to blame them. It's all their fault! I don't want this either! I will definitely help you fulfill your wish, I hope the teacher doesn’t hate me!”

The teacher was surprised: "Xiao San, they you are talking about are..."

The master was already entangled in Tang San's dark blue silver. Before he could say a word, he found that he had been hoisted into the air!

"Xiaosan! I am your teacher! What are you doing!" The master's voice was hoarse again, and he was a little frightened.

"Teacher, I don't want this either. It's all their fault! It's the Rakshasa Cult, it's the Spirit Hall! And that damn Rakshasa God. Don't worry, teacher, I will avenge you!" Tang San said with tears in his eyes. , dare not face his teacher.

"Rakshasa Cult! Is it an evil soul master organization? Did they force you? Do they want you to kill me before they let you join them?" Although the master was hung up, with his wisdom, he could easily guessed.

"Teacher, yes! It's them, they are devils, yes! They tempted me and made me sink deeper and deeper. I have no way back! I hope you don't hate me, teacher!" Tang San closed his eyes, looking extremely uncomfortable. .

The master realized: "Xiao San, you must be careful of them. The evil soul masters are evil and more terrifying than Wuhun Palace. If the teacher can die in your hands, I have no regrets. You must be careful of them. They are devils." , the most deceptive person!!"

Tang San said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, I will avenge you, don't hate me!"

The master knew that he could no longer survive, and said to Tang San excitedly: "Xiao San, I watched you grow up. I know who you are. I don't hate you. If my life can help It’s up to you, take it, even if I become the blood food of the Dark Blue Silver Emperor, I won’t blame you, just let me be a part of your Dark Blue Silver Emperor’s growth!”

Tang San closed his eyes and used his fourth soul skill, Soul Devouring. The master's soul power continued to drain away. In less than 2 minutes, all the soul power of more than 30 levels had been devoured by the Dark Blue Silver King's martial spirit.

"Xiao San, is this your fourth soul skill? It's very good. My soul power was devoured so quickly. It's very powerful! You will definitely win the soul master competition! What else do you need?" The master's voice was a little crazy.

Tang San closed his eyes and said, "Teacher, I still need to devour your Wuhun Luo Sanpao!"

As soon as the master heard this, he immediately summoned his martial spirit, a cute little pig.

"Xiao San, my martial soul is the Golden Holy Dragon, but my soul power is too low and I have not been able to complete the evolution. If your Dark Blue Silver Emperor can evolve again, I can die a worthy death."

As soon as Luo Sanpao was summoned, he was entangled in the dark blue silver grass and was devoured in less than 2 minutes.

The master's martial spirit was swallowed up, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and said intermittently: "Xiaosan, if you need anything else, as long as the teacher has it, I can give it to you! I only hope you can avenge me and fulfill my dream!"

Tang San's face was already wet with tears, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. Tang San's voice was trembling: "Teacher, why don't you hate me, you hate me! I will feel better, why are you treating me like this?" so good?"

The master said intermittently: "Xiaosan, I know you are a good boy, and everything you do is involuntary. I don't hate you, I just hope you can be strong! You can live well for me!"

Tang San cried out heartbreakingly: "Ah~ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The master said intermittently again: "Xiaosan, you still have my essence and blood, so that my essence and blood can grow with your Eight Spider Spears in the future! I will also have a share in seeking revenge from Wuhun Palace in the future! I will try my best. Got it!"

Tang San hugged the master and said: "Teacher, it doesn't have to be like this, why are you doing this! It's the disciple who has taken the wrong path! I shouldn't cooperate with the people of the Rakshasa Cult. I'm simply seeking the skin of a tiger. I shouldn't have done anything. I shouldn’t have taken that step! I really regret it now!”

The master said intermittently: "Xiao San, promise me one last thing, okay? Swallow my essence and blood, and let me take another look at your external soul bone! Xiao San, please!"