Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless Douluo.

At this moment, Qian Renxue and Tang San were the only two people left on the stage.

One identity is hidden deeper than the other.

Qian Renxue looked at Chen Qingling with a complicated expression. She was too strong and had no intention of fighting anymore.

She's not a fool. She knows she can't do anything, but she still rushes forward stupidly.

It's just a waste of time.

"I accept it," Chen Qingling said with a smile.

Sudden.

Several vines that were very similar to Blue Silver Grass flew over.

"Bluesilver Grass... No... this is not ordinary Bluesilver Grass, is it stronger than Bluesilver Grass?"

"What kind of martial spirit is this?"

Chen Qingling, who is well-read and knowledgeable, cannot figure out what the masked man's martial spirit is.

At this moment, a voice came from Chen Qingling's mind.

"Girl, this is the Blue Silver Emperor, the king of Blue Silver Grass."

"There is only one person in the continent who can possess this martial spirit, and he is your biggest enemy."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Qingling spread out and shrank slightly.

Big enemy?

She couldn't help but think of Tang San of Blue Silver Grass!

Is it...

It's really him!

No wonder he had to wear a mask and dare not use his true face, it turned out to be Tang San!

Suddenly, Chen Qingling's eyes burst out with a fierce light.

It's true that you can't find anything even if you try hard to find it, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!

He twice hurt the people Chen Qingling cared about!

One is Wang Sheng’s parents, and the other is Dugu Bo!

"Tang San!"

"No matter how well you disguise yourself, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"

Under the mask, Tang San's expression changed drastically.

Even if you’re not wearing a mask, you still know it’s you?

Chen Qingling must have been told by her father behind her back!

Damn it!

But Tang San had been prepared, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hide for long.

"Humph!"

"Chen Qingling, Chen Qingling, are you a dog? Can you recognize this?" Tang San took off his mask and said with a grin.

As he finished speaking, seven soul rings entangled around Tang San.

None of the soul rings are a hundred years old, and none are a thousand years old. They are all soul rings that are more than ten thousand years old.

All of this is naturally due to the rewards given by the two great gods.

Tang San's spirit ring configuration completely shocked everyone present.

Outside the court, Bibi Dong sat up suddenly, her eyes widening.

"This...this soul ring configuration..."

"How can it be!"

"This is simply not the number of years a soul master can bear!"

"Could it be..." Bibi Dong suddenly realized something. It could increase the life of the soul ring. Maybe Tang San was already the same type of person as herself.

They are all inheritors of the same god!

Ning Fengzhi and Bibi Dongru retreated, paused for a while, and then spoke.

"These are two monsters!"

"I just don't know which monster is better?"

"It must be my disciple." Chen Xin crossed his arms and said calmly.

Gu Rong nodded in disbelief, "Yes, our disciple must have won."

"Tang San... I don't like this person. If Haotian Douluo hadn't protected him back then, I might not even be able to see Tang San now."

Chen Xin knew what Tang San was like, a despicable and shameless little person, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance to turn around.

This is unfair to those who work hard!

No one outside the field believed that Tang San could win.

It is true that Tang San's spirit ring configuration is shocking enough.

But no matter how old the soul ring is, it can't change the fact that Chen Qingling can't be beaten.

"You like comparing soul ring configurations so much? Tang San, you want to play so much, I will accompany you to the end."

Chen Qingling snorted coldly and immediately showed the soul ring configuration.

Seven blacks!

Oh no, exactly.

There should be a faint red color to the last soul ring, which is infinitely close to a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Qian Renxue:…………

Seeing that there was almost no difference between the two soul ring configurations, Qian Renxue felt that she was redundant and simply left the ring.

This battle is obviously not one he can participate in.

At the same time, it also made Qian Renxue deeply aware of how strong Chen Qingling was.

As soon as Qian Renxue left, Chen Qingling turned to look at Xiao Wu and others, "You guys can go down too."

"I can fight this battle alone."

"This..." Feng Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, and the next second he was pulled down by Huo Wu and others.

"Don't worry, there will be no accidents with the captain here."

"That's it! That's it! What does a mere Tang San mean?"

"Humph, he was once defeated by Sister Qingling!"

"I was defeated by my subordinates before, and I am defeated by my subordinates now."

Hearing what his beloved Xiao Wu said about him, Tang San felt extremely sad.

This further aggravated the resentment against Chen Qingling.

All of this is thanks to Chen Qingling!

Tang San hates it!

Hate it to the bone!

I wish I could get rid of Chen Qingling as soon as possible!

Tang San had never hated anyone before, and Chen Qingling was the only one who hated him.

"Today is the day for you and me to decide whether we are superior or not, but also about life and death!" Chen Qingling looked indifferent.

I saw a pair of colorful bright butterfly wings growing out of Chen Qingling's back.

The true form of Wuhun opens.

Although Tang San was once her defeated enemy, he is no longer what he used to be.

After all, the soul ring configuration is all black, and the strength must be improved like riding a rocket.

"The real body of the weapon soul!"

Tang San wielded the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and stared at Chen Qingling ready to go.

With the world's best martial spirit in hand, Tang San felt a little swollen.

He completely forgot when he was beaten by Chen Qingling.

"Chaos cloak hammering technique!"

Tang San opened it up as soon as he came up, without any reservations, fully aware of the principle of long nights and many dreams.

Tang San turned into a human-shaped tornado and rushed towards Chen Qingling with a devastating force.

Feeling that each blow became more powerful after another, Chen Qingling's expression did not change and she still held the bright butterfly blade.

She was going to crush Tang San with her first soul skill!

This is not arrogance, but the self-confidence of being a strong person.

Chen Qingling has this ability!

Whoosh whoosh!

Chen Qingling flapped her wings and rushed towards Tang San who was messing around with his cloak and hammer skills without any scruples.

Bang!

Rumble!

The bright butterfly blade and the Clear Sky Hammer collided fiercely, causing a harsh metallic sound that resounded throughout the Spirit Hall.

Even Qian Daoliu, the great enshrined person in the enshrining hall, was startled and slowly opened his eyes.

"This is how the same thing?"

"Grand Enshrinement, there is a continent-wide elite competition being held outside the Pope's Palace. It is a duel between two little kids."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, "I remember Xiaoxue also participated, right? What was the result?"

"Young Master has withdrawn. There are only two people left in the arena, one is Tang San and the other is Chen Qingling."

"Tang San?" Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, a Tang surname inevitably reminded him of an old friend.

"Just as the great worshiper thought, the person from Haotian Sect is a monster!"

"His soul ring configuration is all black, and so is Chen Qingling's, but her seventh soul ring has a touch of red, which should be infinitely close to one hundred thousand years old."

"The sound just came from the first confrontation between the two."

"The future is terrifying!"

“Each generation is getting stronger than the last!”

.........

In the arena.

Chen Qingling's bright butterfly blade was even better, directly breaking through the Haotian Hammer with random cloak hammer technique, causing Tang San to retreat continuously.

"Is this your level?"

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