Douluo hundred battles sword god

Chapter 47 The road is made by oneself

Wang Ning was a little surprised when he heard the master's voice. At this time before, Tang San and the others went to physical training, and when he came back and saw the master, he pretended not to see him.

At first, Wang Ning greeted the master, but he was ignored. After saying hello three times, Wang Ning passed by without saying anything. Moreover, every time he came back from Suisuoto City, he was physically exhausted and could not fight. Less of a tough fight, alone, without using the soul bone skill Nether Spirit Step, he has been able to fight and win against the level 39 Battle Spirit Lord.

As for multi-person team duels, he directly blended into the soul master team of level 37 or above, and even the soul sect team to participate in the soul master duel with higher soul power. In just three months, he only encountered four or five times, and he could fight against the soul sect. You can't ask for it.

"Master, you called me?" Wang Ning felt a little unbelievable and needed to confirm.

"Is there anyone named Wang Ning here besides you?" The master was serious and serious.

"Oh, if nothing happens, I'll go back and rest. My body is almost falling apart." Wang Ning was indeed very tired today because he met a level 42 soul sect. After the battle, there was no need to ask about the result. He naturally lost and his body was exhausted. He was about to be beaten to pieces, but he still won a lot of gold soul coins by betting on himself to lose.

"Wang Ning, the teacher wants you to show your cultivation achievements!" The master frowned, and Tang San stood in front of Wang Ning to stop him. Tang San didn't expect that Wang Ning's attitude towards the teacher would change like this after not seeing him for three months.

"Are you sure you want to stop me?" A cold light flashed in Wang Ning's eyes. Although he was in bad shape now, he didn't even need a martial spirit to deal with level 32 Tang San, he only needed the iron sword behind him!

"Wang Ning, you are too presumptuous. Teachers should not be insulted. Although you are strong, you have been lazy for three months. How much fighting power do you still have? Take action!" As the master's proud disciple, Tang San knew more than others.

"Haha!" Wang Ning took a deep look at the master. This must be what he told Tang San.

Soon, Tang San launched his first soul skill, Blue Silver Grass Entanglement. His speed and tenacity were much stronger than before, and he quickly tied Wang Ning into a rice dumpling.

"You have fallen. You did not obey the teacher's instructions and were easily controlled by me. I am afraid that you three months ago were not easily dealt with by me now. It can be seen that you have regressed!" Tang San felt that Wang Ning was ignoring the master. It was insulting. As a disciple, how could he tolerate his teacher being insulted?

"Third brother, Wang Ning..." Ning Rongrong was a little anxious. Before she knew what happened, Wang Ning was controlled by Tang San. Even Zhu Zhuqing was a little surprised.

Dai Mubai has been with Zhu Zhuqing for three months. He thought that when Wang Ning didn't show up, his chance would come. He talked to Zhu Zhuqing several times, but he couldn't develop the relationship further. What he thought in his heart must be related to Wang Ning, but he didn't However, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction.

But now that Tang San suppressed him easily, could he do the same? Maybe, as Tang San said, Wang Ning had regressed.

"Wang Ning, you have no respect for your superiors. The master is our teacher, but you ignore his words. The cultivation of a soul master is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. It's time to wake you up!" Dai Mubai immediately activated his first soul skill, White Tiger. The Fierce Light Wave was launched, and under Tang San's control, Wang Ning seemed unable to dodge.

"Dai Mubai, what are you doing?" Zhu Zhuqing did not expect that Dai Mubai would suddenly attack Wang Ning. Are the two of them going to join forces to deal with Wang Ning?

"Zhuqing, Master is Xiaosan's most respected teacher, we'd better not get involved..." Xiaowu quickly grabbed Zhu Zhuqing.

"Boom!" Dai Mubai's first soul skill fell directly on Wang Ning, but strangely, just like a gust of wind blowing on Wang Ning, Tang San secretly activated the poison on the blue silver grass and found that it couldn't penetrate. Wang Ning's body, even if it is found that the blue silver grass is close to Wang Ning's body, it will quickly wither.

Soon, Tang San launched his second soul skill, Blue Silver Grass Parasitism. Seeing that the attack failed, Dai Mubai frowned and prepared to launch his third soul skill.

"Is this the result of your three months of training? It's nothing more than that." Wang Ning felt no pain or itching on his body. He didn't even summon his martial spirit. The lightning that came with his body ate their attacks.

Of course, they have just finished training and have very little soul power left, so they are not at full strength. However, Wang Ning has just fought a level 42 soul sect, and his martial soul is still like a mammoth, with infinite power. Otherwise, Wang Ning Ning would not be in this state.

"Haha, you are still a bird in prison now, what right do you have to look down on us!" Tang San was furious when he heard this. Even though he was mature, he was also angered by Wang Ning.

"Don't you want to see my results? Then keep your eyes open and take a good look!" Wang Ning thought, and the iron sword behind him instantly fell into Wang Ning's hand. He waved the iron sword with his right hand, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. Tang San trapped Wang Ning. The blue silver grass fell into countless pieces on the ground and lost its vitality. Here was the overbearing destructive power of thunder and lightning.

"Take my sword!" It was disrespectful to come back. Wang Ning immediately swung a sword towards Tang San and Dai Mubai. The sword energy was accompanied by thunder and lightning, but because he did not use the martial spirit, the thunder and lightning were white, and the second flying purple thunder .

"Such a sharp sword energy!" Tang San was startled, and used Blue Silver Grass to throw himself into the air.

Dai Mubai used his second soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier, to block the sword energy, but there were faint traces on his White Tiger Protective Barrier. At this moment, the master frowned, and Wang Ning casually struck Dai Mubai with a sword. Bai's defense, how on earth is this done...

"What he used was not the Martial Soul Thunder Spirit Sword, but the iron sword behind his back!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, this reversal was so fast, she couldn't believe it.

"As expected of Brother Ning, even if he doesn't train, he's still better than me!" Fatty said, thinking it was natural.

"Well, Wang Ning's move just now was even more handsome. It would be great if I could do it..." Oscar was still dreaming.

"Your soul power has broken through the third level in a row!" The master's expression changed. He has broken through the third level in three months. In other words, Wang Ning's soul power level is now the same as Dai Mubai's, reaching level 37. What's going on? To be able to achieve it, breaking through level one in one month, is a complete miracle.

You know, after three months of training, Tang San only broke through the first level because of the thousand-year-old Man-Faced Demon Spider spirit ring that exceeded the limit.

The master even wondered whether Wang Ning had swallowed some heavenly material or earthly treasure, otherwise he couldn't explain it.

Although Wang Ning did not use his martial soul, when he took action, his soul power fluctuated like Dai Mubai's, which made the master realize that Wang Ning was already a level 37 soul master.

"What, a 12-year-old level 37 soul master..." Ning Rongrong exclaimed and then felt her mouth covered.

Wang Ning didn't respond to the crowd, but two random sword energy attacks left Tang San and Dai Mubai in such a state of embarrassment.

"What's the air? If we hadn't just finished training and were running low on physical and soul power, you wouldn't have been able to defeat us so easily!" Tang San's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Wang Ning to have grown to this point.

"Well, you are all great. In this state, you can still receive one of my sword energy.

Fortunately, I had just fought against a level 42 soul sect, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hold back. By the way, that soul sect's martial spirit was a mammoth. It was so strong that it almost beat me to pieces. "Wang Ning looked tired and felt ashamed after hearing Tang San.

"If you lose, you lose. Know your shame and then be brave!" The master did not expect that Wang Ning was so powerful and almost broke Tang San's state of mind, so he quickly reminded him.

"Yes, teacher!" Tang San stabilized his mind and quickly understood that he was confused.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm leaving." Wang Ning's tired body dragged the iron sword towards the dormitory.

"Wang Ning, if the strong doesn't bully the weak, what kind of gentleman are you..." Tang San was furious, the teacher hadn't said anything yet, this Wang Ning was so rude.

"Bullying the weak? Is it rude?" Wang Ning stopped, then dragged his sword to Tang San. Tang San's heart suddenly tightened, and his hand unconsciously touched the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge.

"Isn't it?" Tang San knew that Wang Ning's pistol was broken and Gatlin couldn't carry it with him. He had a hidden weapon, so he might not be afraid of him.

"People who respect others always respect them. Before you get angry, you want to ask the master what happened, otherwise you will just be a waste dominated by anger!" Wang Ning sneered, not saving any face for Tang San. Even the master's face changed. Afterwards, I ignored him three times and never said hello again, just like a stranger.

"You can't be too stingy. The teacher only didn't respond to you three times, but who told you not to obey the teacher's arrangements!" Tang San obviously knew the whole story.

"I take back those previous words, you are a waste dominated by anger!" Wang Ning sneered. He treated others with courtesy, but he couldn't get the most basic respect. Is it because he was a commoner and inferior to these so-called nobles? , so you have to endure such shame?Impossible. How can I, a good man from China, be a coward? Don’t forget that you are Wang Ning, the king of princes, generals and ministers. Ning is the king of naught!

"I'm going to kill you!" Tang San was immediately angered, and the hidden weapon in Xuanyu's hand instantly shot towards Wang Ning.

"No!" The master shouted too late.

"Bump!" Seeing Tang San take action, Wang Ning aimed at his arm and fired twice. In anger, Tang San was completely unprepared and unable to dodge, and he didn't think Wang Ning had re-equipped the pistol. .

Wang Ning immediately used his second soul skill, the violent rock sword and shield to resist hidden weapons, and at the same time turned into a bolt of lightning and escaped into the air. He was already very proficient in sword control.

"You have murderous intent towards me, and I just shot you. I hope there won't be a next time, otherwise the bullet will be aimed at more than just the arm." Wang Ning looked at Tang San's bloody arms, looking down on him. He, Xiao Wu saw that Tang San was injured and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Zhu Zhuqing.

Wang Ning really didn't dare to kill Tang San now. Now at Shrek Academy, Flanders, Zhao Wuji, and Yu Xiaogang all knew that Tang San was Haotian Douluo's son. If he killed him, he wouldn't be able to leave.

Wang Ning really envied Tang San for having a good father, who was not as good as his temperament and had died many times.

"Take him back to rest." Seeing Oscar giving Tang San the recovery sausage, the master asked Oscar to help Tang San go back. What happened today was indeed beyond his expectation. He didn't expect Wang Ning to be so strong.

"Wang Ning, you have proven yourself, come back and train with your friends~" The master sighed, suddenly becoming much older.

"Yes, I have a condition!" Wang Ning looked at the master condescendingly. If he didn't agree, I'm afraid it would be Flanders or Zhao Wuji who came forward next time. The Soul Saint could not afford to offend Wang Ning now.

To be continued!

(End of this chapter)