Douluo's Little Mage

"Teacher, this is a death training camp." Ling Qianyu said in surprise.

"Yes, this is where our Wuhun Hall selects talents - the death training camp." Bibi Dong replied.

Ling Qianyu saw the purple flowers next to him and suddenly wanted to go up and smell them. He walked to the nearest pillar and squatted down, ready to put his nose to it.

Suddenly a gust of wind came over and knocked Ling Qianyu aside. Ling Qianyu had not yet reacted.

I saw Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly turned sharp and said:

"Good boy, are you desperate for your life?"

"Teacher, I think this flower is extremely beautiful, and I want to smell it. If it smells good, I will pick one for you. As the saying goes, "Flowers match beauty." Teacher, you deserve beautiful flowers."

Ling Qianyu blinked innocently, looking like an innocent little pitiful person.

Bibi Dong was speechless for a while, blaming herself a little. It turned out to be because of herself...

"Teacher, why do you say I don't want to die?" Ling Qianyu asked.

"This purple flower is called the Eternal Flower, and it also has the meaning of protection to prevent invasion by external invaders. When you get close to it, it will emit a light fragrance. This fragrance is hallucinogenic and makes people want to inhale it all the time. etc. If inhaled in large amounts, it will directly cause poisoning and death.”

Bibi Dong answered Ling Qianyu's question calmly.

"Let me go, it turns out that this beautiful appearance is actually a big poison. Fortunately, there is a teacher, and my life is saved. Thank you, teacher, for saving my life."

Ling Qianyu bowed deeply to Bibi Dong to express her gratitude.

"Qianyu, although you are still young, if you want to live longer in the death training camp, don't be too curious and don't forget what you came to do."

Bibi Dong gave a profound sermon to Ling Qianyu.

"Teacher, I always remember my purpose. I will get out of the death training camp as soon as possible."

After Ling Qianyu finished speaking, he put on his gloves silently.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was standing in front of the gate, muttering something silently in her mouth. The gate suddenly opened with a swish.

Various sounds came from inside the door, including chanting slogans and the sound of weapons clashing.

Ling Qianyu thought that the sound insulation effect of this door was really good. You couldn't hear anything from outside, but you could only hear it once you opened it. This was amazing...

Regardless of what Ling Qianyu was thinking, Bibi Dong walked in first.

Inside is a large playground similar to the one before. A group of people gathered in the middle, shouting excitedly from time to time. There were people holding weapons next to them, and there were even people running...

When the leader saw Bibi Dong coming, he immediately leaned over and said:

"Meet the Pope."

A large number of people behind him also stopped moving and leaned forward to pay their respects.

"Meet the Pope."

The sound was so loud and deafening that Ling Qianyu thought his ears were going to be broken.

"No need to be polite, I just came to see you today."

"Qianyu, come here and meet Elder Jirui. She is the leader of the death training camp. She is a very powerful person."

Bibi Dong called Ling Qianyu.

Without Bibi Dong's cover, Ling Qianyu saw the woman in front of him, who was about 30 years old.

Wearing a light blue dress, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are as big as black agate, and her purple hair has a silky luster. Although she is not as beautiful as Bibi Dong, she is still cool and bright, which is fascinating.

Ling Qianyu thought to himself, this Wuhun Palace is full of beauties, and they are not even close to those who are said to be very powerful. Life will be very happy in the future.

Seeing that Ling Qianyu didn't move for a long time, Bibi Dong coughed, and Ling Qianyu finally regained consciousness.

"Ling Qianyu has met Elder Ji Rui, please give me your advice in the future."

Ling Qianyu leaned forward and greeted him politely.

"Does the Pope have any plans for coming here this time?" Ji Rui asked Bibi Dong.

"This is my disciple Ling Qianyu. His physical strength is so poor that he can't stand it anymore. I sent him to the death training camp for training. I want you to give him some more advice."

Bibi Dong said calmly.

"Pope, please leave this child to me, and I guarantee that he will grow up from here." Ji Rui assured Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong exchanged a few words with Ji Rui, gave Ling Qianyu a few words, and left without looking back.

Ji Rui took Ling Qianyu to the most lively place, and saw a tall ring. There were two people competing on the ring. One was tall and powerful, and the other was thin and muscular. There were a group of people standing next to him. Watch.

These people were all about the same age as him. Ling Qianyu thought that these might be his opponents. As he thought about it, his eyes lit up.

A big sword gleamed with golden light. I saw the thin man on the ring swinging the machete and directly chopped his opponent off the ring. He fell more than ten meters away, vomited blood and passed out.

Then I heard everyone shouting excitedly:

"Huaxi, Huaxi, Huaxi..."

In the cheers, the fat man was carried away. No one paid attention to the life and death of the fat man, which gave Ling Qianyu a severe blow.

It really is a world where the strong is king. Alas, this man's life is no more than this.

Ling Qianyu was sighing when he heard Ji Rui's voice:

"You are really lucky to see this game right after you came in."

Ji Rui paused, and continued to speak before Ling Qianyu could react:

"This is the arena of the strong, commonly known as the battle of fates. This does not happen often. Only by becoming the strongest can you be qualified to choose your opponent, and the selected opponent has no right to refuse. Before entering the arena of the strong, he must sign Only with the book of life and death can you enter this strong arena. No matter life or death, there must be no subsequent disputes during the process."

"Holy shit, isn't it true that the strongest person can decide anyone's fate? It's obvious that he will lose or die. That person can't refuse. This is too..."

Ling Qianyu ran through another group of horses in his mind and greeted the person who set the rules.

"Elder Jirui, is Hua Xi the strongest person now?"

Ling Qianyu asked cautiously.

"Yes, Hua Xi is the most powerful among these students. Even though he is as old as you, he has only been here for a week and is already the strongest. It's best not to provoke him, otherwise he can kill you at will. ,.”

Jerry answered Ling Qianyu.

Ling Qianyu wondered who was more powerful, this guy or Tang San. Anyway, stay away from him when you see him in the future, just pretend you can't see him.

Next, Jerry took Ling Qianyu to visit the training camp.

The place we stayed at just now was a training ground, with a strongman's arena, a weapons training platform, a physical training platform, an endurance training platform, etc...

Jerry led Ling Qianyu and visited in turn, including the academic room (for learning the history of Wuhun Palace and various knowledge), the dining room (dining hall), the sleeping room (bedroom), the book garden (library), and the confinement room. room (punishment) etc…

Suddenly I looked behind me at a place shrouded in mist, I stopped walking and did not continue walking.

He turned around and led Ling Qianyu to a quiet courtyard surrounded by lush greenery. There was a row of houses in the innermost part. He passed through the rockery and bamboos and stopped at the innermost house.Open your mouth and say:

"Each person has a room. This is your residence. You have a good rest today. We will start training tomorrow. I am in the second room in the yard next to you. If you need anything, you can come to me."

After Ji Rui finished speaking, he walked out and walked to the door. He suddenly remembered something and said again:

"It's best not to go to the Misty Forest. No one can come out of it alive."

Ling Qianyu leaned forward to salute and replied obediently:

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After Ji Rui walked away, Ling Qianyu relaxed. He was so tired that he didn't even bother to take off his clothes, so he lay on the bed and started meditating...