Douluo 2: Miss Noumenon wants to be the ultimate villain

In recent days, after returning from the Maharaja Mountains, everyone in the team felt that Tie Li was in a good mood.

However, on the day he returned, when Tie Li woke up, he scolded Qing Li.

Fortunately, before going down the mountain, Qingli discovered a large area of ​​mountain lotus near the habitat of the golden-horned elk. When he saw the basket full of medicinal herbs, Tieli's face improved a little.

The goods have almost been collected. In a few days, the caravan will return to the Dou Ling Empire. Recently, more and more merchants have come to make friends with Tie Li. Tonight, he was invited to the Dou Ling Arena again. .

Rumor has it that tonight's game is extremely popular. Two Soul Master-level teams are fighting in the Thousand Strikes Soul Fighting Arena. Both teams have ten consecutive victories. The Soul Fighting Arena has begun to promote this spirit fight early. It can be said that the momentum is great. It was so grand that people who wanted to please Tie Li naturally gave away the tickets.

The return trip is about to begin, and Tieli doesn't seem to be very busy anymore. Qingli teases from the side, "Brother Tieli has been in a good mood these days. Is it because he has to return?"

Tieli shook his head and said nothing. Qingli asked curiously, "What's the reason for that?"

In front of a kid like Qing Li, Tie Li didn't have any precautions and said directly, "A Li, have you ever heard of the bottleneck of cultivation?"

Qing Li then nodded, showing a look of surprise, "Brother, have you made a breakthrough?"

"It's just a little loose." Although Tie Li smiled, he still couldn't hide the helplessness on his face.

"Is it because of that weird doctor?"

"That's the soul master, please respect him." Tie Li patted Qing Li's head.

"Brother Tieli, it turns out you care so much about cultivation, but I don't think you released a soul ring that day?"

"You are still young and don't understand this. If a soul master of my age cannot improve his soul power, then this is where I will end up in this life."

Tieli is 27 years old, he is outgoing and kind, and he is versatile when it comes to business. He is very popular in this circle, but he has obviously been struggling with this.

"In that case, Brother Tieli, I want to find that person to learn this ability. If I can learn it in the future, you won't have to feel so uncomfortable."

"You silly kid, my abilities should be created by a special martial spirit. How can you learn it?"

Tie Li teased Qing Li, but he soon realized something. Although the old man had a bad reputation, his skills were real. If A Li could really learn some skills from him, he would not be able to do anything in the future. Just as mediocre as me.

Tie Li quickly made a decision in his mind, "Ali, tonight, you come with me to the Thousand Strikes Fighting Spirit Field."

Since there were only a few tickets, Tieli only took a few people there.

As night fell, everyone followed Tieli into the Thousand Strikes Soul Arena.

It was the first time for Qing Li to see such a team battle. Although those soul masters were not like her, they had the inheritance of aristocratic families, their soul rings were not old, and they had no outstanding soul skills, their cooperation with each other and the use of soul guides were still good. There are some saving graces.

The previous games were just a preliminary stage. It was almost midnight when the team battle that had been promoted for a long time officially started. The level of passion and excitement could be seen just by listening to the roar in the spirit fighting arena.

As the game ended, Tie Li led Qing Li and A Dian to the backstage under the leadership of several people.

Tie Li had long heard that the doctor named Feng Lie was the doctor hired by one of the teams in this spirit fight.

Right now, he was using his few contacts to help Qing Li introduce this doctor.

Seeing Feng Lie, Tie Li saluted him with great respect, "Sir, I don't know if you still remember me. Thank you for saving me a few days ago."

The white-haired old man looked at Tie Li and briefly recalled it, then waved his hand, "Don't have a relationship with me. You give me money to treat my illness. Once the money and goods are settled, we will have no relationship anymore."

Tieli continued to say very politely, "Sir, I came to you today not for myself, but for the child in front of me." Tieli said calmly, "He wants to learn a craft from you. If If you don't mind staying by your side and being a little medicine boy or something like that, this guy is smart and capable, you will definitely like him."

Feng Lie lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Qing Li. Before he could say anything, a savage voice came from the side, "Rubbers like you also want to become his disciple?"

A little boy caught everyone's attention, followed by a tall man.

They all knew this person, he was the captain of the Qingying Soul Fighting Team who had just lost the game. Nearby was the lounge of their Soul Fighting Team. Tie Li was not surprised to meet him here.

"Dad, he doesn't even accept me, so why should he?" The little boy was unexpectedly noisy and was about to cry.

"Okay, Lan Bao, you are not this good to begin with. You have just learned from Mr. Feng for a few days, and why don't you just cry and say you don't want to learn?" The man had just lost a game and was inevitably a little tired at the moment. He was a little uninterested in dealing with his son.

He has nothing to do to learn medicine. This old man is notorious. If their fighting spirit team hadn't been targeted by the opponent recently, how could he hire such a doctor.

"I don't want it, dad. I can't accept him as my teacher, and I don't want him to accept others." The child was extremely unruly and willful.

The man swept towards Tieli's group. The few behind him were the bosses of relatively large businesses in the North District of the outer city.

On weekdays, when he was in the spotlight, he was always extremely arrogant. Now that he was down and out, he realized that he was not popular enough. His ten-game winning streak was cut off by his opponent today. He was afraid that his Soul Fighting Team would go downhill. At this moment, he was even more... No one dares to offend.

He saw that Tie Li was the leader of these people, so he said kindly, "What do you call this big brother? I am Lan Qing, everyone calls me Qing Gui, and I am the captain of Qing Ying. You see, that's all for today. Ok."

It's really a shame. No wonder he is not popular. His son can't learn it, so he doesn't let others learn it. What's the point?

Tie Li has a lot of reputation to show off, and he will recommend Qing Li no matter what today.

"Hello, Brother Lan, you can just call me Ali. You see, I don't want to come here in vain. If your young master is not willing, why not give it a try with my kid? If this kid loses, we can do it too." Give yourself a reason to leave.”

This middle-aged man named Lan Qing was a Soul Lord, but Tie Li didn't show any timidity at all. After all, there was A Dian behind him.

His child looks to be about the same age as Qingli, and his soul power must not be too much. Qingli's natural supernatural power may not necessarily be lost to that child. If Qingli can show more of Qingli's strength in front of that gentleman, maybe he will Feng Lie was more willing to accept him.

This old man named Feng Lie used to be a nobleman, but now he practices medicine. Naturally, he is not short of money, so Tie Li can only change his direction and pursue his interests.

It was already late at night, and most of the people in the spirit fighting arena had left, but two little boys walked up to the single arena.

As these two people took the stage, a group of people also sat down in the audience.

On one side were Tie Li and others, and on the other side were members of the Qingying Soul Fighting Team.

One of the plump and scantily clad women asked everyone, "Hey, what's going on today?"

She understood the situation after listening to the introductions from people around her. "I didn't expect that old guy to be quite popular." She looked towards the stage with her charming eyes. "I'm afraid the people in the Dou Ling Empire are going to make a mistake. Brother Gui’s child’s martial spirit..."

Tieli looked over at her, and the woman stopped talking, smiled sweetly at him, and covered it up.

At this moment, an elegant woman wearing a dark green dress and a beautiful shawl on her arm walked out of a private room. Her thick long hair shone with the sheen of satin under the lights of the Soul Fighting Arena, and her face A few wrinkles can't hide her charm.

She was planning to leave the Soul Fighting Arena, but she passed by the single-player Soul Fighting Arena below and asked behind her with interest, "Manager Chai, can such a young child enter your Soul Fighting Arena?"