I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

Under the different eyes of everyone in the audience, Ning Qingyun faced Zhao Wuji, who was leaping high and charging toward her. Instead of retreating, she advanced instead. She held the iron sword in her hand backwards, and the tip of the sword suddenly stood sideways on her body. forward.

I saw that her body shape changed slightly at first, as if she was wandering in place, but the speed was so fast that it was confusing. Then, when Zhao Wuji's bear body was about to fall, she jumped up to meet him, changing her sword-holding posture to horizontal, and twisted her body agilely...

Swish!

The next moment, the figures of Ning Qingyun and Zhao Wuji intertwined in the air. Although Zhao Wuji, who was experienced in combat, was a little surprised that Ning Qingyun would bravely attack him, he quickly reacted and planned to use The fist directly knocked the leaping Ning Qingyun back to the ground.

At this time, the purple soul ring that originally flew out of Zhao Wuji and latched onto Ning Qingyun gradually detached, which meant that the positioning and tracking effect of Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill was disappearing. Not surprisingly, it was because it was determined that Ning Qingyun and Ning Qingyun were The distance between Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuji is very close at this moment.

At this moment, Ning Qingyun noticed that the vague feeling of restraint disappeared from her body, and her heart suddenly felt light, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

She guessed correctly. As expected, the effect of Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill did not disappear until his attack landed on her.

In this case, Ning Qingyun said that now it is her turn to perform again!

Facing Zhao Wuji's unparalleled bear fist, Ning Qingyun turned around to avoid it before predicting it. At the same time, she suddenly slashed with her sword and used her waist to drive the force, instantly leaving a trace of blood on Zhao Wuji's body.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Qingyun took the "Happy Step" again without stopping, her speed instantly increased to a higher level, her body shape changed, she passed by Zhao Wuji and distanced herself, and finally landed on the ground one step ahead of Zhao Wuji. , Zhao Wuji then landed not far behind her.

Ning Qingyun half-crouched and slowly stood up. She held a sword in her arms as if she was relaxed and freehand, and swung the sword towards her side. A few drops of blood spilled out, and the sword was no longer stained with blood.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji's eyes widened as his fist hit nothing. He didn't care that he staggered due to the inertia of his own strength, and just lowered his head in confusion.

But his clothes were torn at his waist, and strands of blood were seeping out.

This little girl from the Qibao Glazed Sect, she actually... passed by without any injuries under the positioning and tracking of her fourth soul skill, and she even took this opportunity to hurt herself again?

She, she, she...

Even if that sword mian of the Qibao Glazed Sect might have taught her a few tricks.

But this is too outrageous, right? !

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but turn around as he thought about it, and saw Ning Qingyun, who was facing away from him and standing with a sword in hand. She vaguely showed some unparalleled elegance. Her eyes changed several times and she was about to take action again.

Unexpectedly, Ning Qingyun seemed to have all the senses at this time. Just when Zhao Wuji was about to leave, she lightly pointed to the ground next to her.

It turns out that unknowingly...

The incense has burned out.

Zhao Wuji paused. Although Ning Qingyun looked inscrutable and silent at the moment, he already understood what Ning Qingyun meant.

"Tsk... what a monster. The actual combat assessment is over and all five of you passed."

Zhao Wuji shook his head, his face a little helpless and aggrieved. He took one last look at Ning Qingyun and Huo Yuhao, who was just making soy sauce not far away, and walked out of the venue in silence.

In Ning Qingyun's right hand, the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit disappeared, and the iron sword in her left hand was also received into the storage soul guide. Her eyes closed and opened, and her expression in the depths had changed.

Ning Rongrong logged in again.

After handing over her body, she heard the words of her sister Qingyun in the spiritual sea: "I'm a little tired. I'm going to sleep first. I also want to think about some things carefully. I will make it clear to you when I wake up. You Just remember, pay attention to that Tang San..."

Not long after, outside the venue, under Dai Mubai's deliberate care, Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had taken the recovery sausages that Oscar had just sent, woke up at the same time. They saw Huo Yuhao who had come over at some point, and they... Not far away, Ning Qingyun slowly walked out of the field, with a confused look in her eyes.

"How was the assessment?"

Xiao Wu was the first to ask, followed closely by Tang San.

Soon, the two of them learned about the battle situation just from Huo Yuhao and Dai Mubai's words. When Huo Yuhao talked about what happened after Zhu Zhuqing was knocked out of the field by Zhao Wuji, Huo Yuhao himself and Tang San couldn't help but look at Dai Mubai, who was looking ugly, with a strange look.

Then, he talked about Ning Qingyun's solo battle with Zhao Wuji...

"She looks so soft and weak, but she is so powerful?!"

After hearing the ins and outs of the actual combat assessment after she fell into coma, Xiao Wu couldn't help but open her mouth, looked at Ning Rongrong who was sitting alone not far away, and seemed a bit out of place, and exclaimed.

Tang San also looked over, his eyes flashing with surprise and uncertainty.

At the same time, further away, Zhu Zhuqing had recovered some strength and stood up from Wang Zhao without hesitation, with a faint blush on his face.

Wang Zhao just smiled and then stood up, put away the chair under him, and then took Zhu Zhuqing, followed by Flanders and Oscar, and the four of them walked towards the venue.

I saw that Wang Zhao walked straight towards Tang San at this time, and suddenly said inexplicably:

"Tang Hao, the fallen soul master's former soul beast wife, is said to be a transformed 100,000-year-old blue silver emperor..."

"?!!!"

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at Wang Zhao, but calmly restrained his movements, his heart was overturned and he couldn't help but think about it.

This Holy Son of Wuhun Palace... what does he know? What is he going to do now? Why did he bring this up all of a sudden?

Our Di San giegie was full of panic and even a little horrified at this moment, but there was no movement for a while. Wang Zhao noticed this and chuckled, not caring about the people around him who became confused at his sudden words.

He just continued: "Your name is Tang San, right? I accidentally learned through the records of Wuhun Palace that you possess the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun with innate soul power. I thought you might be Tang Hao." That scoundrel's son. So, when I came here today, I wanted to check out the details of you, a Blue Silver Grass soul master with innate soul power."

"But I didn't expect that your Blue Silver Grass would be like this. If we rule out the possibility of being harmed by an unscrupulous teacher, is it possible that your Blue Silver Grass was born like this... hmm."

"Your surname is Tang. It seems to be just a coincidence now."