Douluo 2: Miss Noumenon wants to be the ultimate villain

But in the next second, Qingli's hand hidden beside Tieli moved. Without anyone noticing, a small silver needle appeared in her hand, and azure light poured into it, and from there she It flew out of her hand.

As soon as the golden gourd was brought out, it shattered into pieces in front of everyone. Everyone in the Qingying Team looked shocked.

Only Qing Li dared to do such a bold thing, and the silver needle that could be used as evidence to correct Qing Li had long since turned into ashes like the fine iron dagger on the Maharaja Mountain Range, and no one would notice. It was her doing.

"You said that Brother Tieli stole this gourd, but now everyone has seen that the gourd was broken into pieces in your hands. I wonder if it is because your incompetent son cannot become a disciple of Mr. Feng Lie, so you are resentful and deliberately What? Otherwise, who can bear to destroy such treasures?"

At this moment, Lan Qing's face looked very bad. He naturally knew how precious this thing was, otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to steal it and frame Tie Li. He had long heard that Feng Lie valued this gourd very much, but now he didn't. It's better to steal the chicken than to lose the rice.

"You brat," Lan Qing looked at Qing Li and his teeth were itching with hatred, but because there were so many people watching around him, "Catch Tie Li here, steal the treasure, and then destroy it. I will definitely be the one today." I will teach you a lesson in front of everyone.”

Seeing the people from the Qingying Soul Fighting Team surrounding them again, Qing Li immediately blocked Tie Li behind her. She looked up at the pouring rain outside the Soul Fighting Field, "How dare you swear on your own martial spirit?" Do you? Swear that you don’t have a rogue Tieli brother?”

"Why should I swear for a thief?" Lan Qing showed an ugly face.

"Just because Brother Tieli is the leader of Dahua Commercial Bank, our Dahua Commercial Bank can still speak in the Chamber of Commerce in the North District of Riyue City."

The bustling discussion around him started again, and Lan Qing raised his palm helplessly, "I, Lan Qing, swear by my martial spirit today that I have never falsely accused this person."

Before he could finish his words, a thick thunderbolt the size of a bowl actually fell from the sky, shattering the dome of the Soul Fighting Arena. Countless tiny thunders exploded throughout the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and then heavy rain poured in.

Countless glasses and soul lamps were shattered, and various seats and railings were turned black.

Qingli was very calm at this moment, and she used the same trick she used in the market.

She caused thunder at that time. It was raining heavily today, so she tried it and it succeeded.

Otherwise, no matter how many lies these people tell, the thunder will not hit their heads.

This is Qing Li's offensive martial spirit that scratched Feng Lie - the Blue Lightning Overlord Spear.

The mutated martial spirit transforms from a beast martial spirit to a weapon martial spirit, and its attributes are also sublimated along with it.

This is the ultimate power that Qingli possesses, the ultimate thunder and lightning - the ultimate martial spirit - the Blue Lightning Overlord Spear.

This is the first time for everyone to see such a spectacle.

"The God of Thunder is angry, the God of Thunder is angry." Many people in the Great Soul Fighting Arena shouted.

Lan Qing was also trembling a little at this moment. However, he still said bravely, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a heavy rain. It's normal for thunder to fall."

Lan Qing is a real scoundrel, and Qing Li also underestimated the status of Wuhun in the hearts of the people of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Soul guides are prevalent here, and their respect for martial spirits is far less than that of people who originally belonged to the Douluo Three Kingdoms.

It was impossible for Qingli to do something too conspicuous in front of so many people. Such a rogue behavior, but the people around him were full of theatergoers. It was really disgusting.

Seeing several big men from the Qingying Soul Fighting Team surrounding Qing Li and the others, Qing Li felt a little sneer in his heart.

At this moment, the soul guide shield in the soul fighting arena was also raised, and the rain soon stopped flowing down.

She let go of Tieli and lost Qingli's support, and Tieli could no longer stand.

Qingli took a deep breath, stood in front of Tieli, and said with a smile, "Don't you just want to punish brother Tieli? How about I do it instead? His body can no longer move."

At this moment, Lan Qing and his son both showed cruel smiles that looked like joy, "What did you say? Did I hear you right?"

"Dad, let him do it, and I'll fight."

Lan Qing held down his youngest son, "Then how about you take two hundred lashes of my soul-eating water? If you agree, I will let him go. If I beat him, it only takes a hundred lashes, but if you want to take his place, you can It has to be doubled.”

Soul-eating water is a kind of punishment specifically targeted at soul masters. The whip soaked in soul-eating water and hit on the soul master can continuously wear down the soul master's soul power. This kind of punishment is often used when torturing prisoners. He has all the sinister things in his hands.

Even a Soul Lord might not be able to bear two hundred lashes, let alone such a child.

Many of the spectators on the stage took a breath of air-conditioning. They were either sympathetic or excited. Even though no one left, no one stepped forward to stop him.

At this moment, Tie Li desperately wanted to stand up, and his trembling voice came out, "No, A Li, no."

Qing Li turned around and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Brother Tieli, I can endure beatings better than ordinary people."

At this moment, Qingli recalled in her mind the time when she was practicing under Du Bushai——

"Today, I will teach you how to be beaten." Du Buushi's tall figure stood in front of the little Qingli.

"Why?" Qingli asked doubtfully. With her skills, it was impossible for her peers to have any rivals.

Du Bushu said in a deep voice, "Suppose that one day you get the freedom you want and leave the Noumenon Sect, will you act in your own identity?"

“A wise man will not take shortcuts if he can help it.”

Qingli's answer actually made Du Buushi very satisfied, but his face was still cold, "Dugu Qingli, you have to remember one thing, even if there is such a day, you, Dugu Qingli, can only be yourself. At this time, okay There are only two ways on the great road, forward or backward, and today I will teach you this retreat."

"I understand, teacher, do you think I will be bullied?"

"I don't have the ability to predict the future. No one can guess what will happen to anyone. When you meet it, you may understand. It's up to you to decide what to choose."

Qing Li looked at Lan Qing with burning eyes, Dad, this is the moment you are talking about, Qing Li has already made his choice.

My child, I don’t know which path you will choose to take, but I have already taught you your retreat.

Qing Li focused all his energy on his five senses. His eyes saw the origin of the whip marks, his ears heard the subtle whistling sound in the air, his nose smelled the smell of soul-eating water, and his body felt the wind. shock.

The body should turn in the direction of the whip, and the movements should be subtle so that no one can detect it.

Two-quarters of an hour passed like this, and the beating left Lan Bao panting, and although Qing Li had a lot of whip marks on his body, his eyes were still bright.

At first it was Lan Bao, but later it was his father Lan Qing. The people watching the show changed from human curiosity and disdain to shock and admiration.

Qingli estimated the time in her mind. It would still take some time. As long as she continued to delay, A Dian would bring back Manager Chai.

Nearly a hundred whips have been struck, and even Qing Li's body cannot escape the soul-devouring water's equal treatment of soul masters. The opponent has begun to tire, and Qing Li can feel that Lan Qing's falling movements are getting slower and slower.

Although his body hurt, and the bruises from the whip marks looked very frightening, Qingli's eyes became more and more energetic.

"Stop it, Lan Qing."