Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Salas's face looked ugly. He didn't say anything more, but there was a bit of a sinister look in his eyes.

The captains and vice-captains of the five teams that passed the qualifiers are all elites among young soul masters. Each one is smarter than the other. From Emperor Xueye’s promise and Saras’s stoppage, they can vaguely feel some of them. The smell of gunpowder.

Ning Fengzhi just stood aside and smiled silently, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Emperor Xueye didn't seem to notice Platinum Bishop Salas' ugly face at all, "The next promotion competition will still be held in the empire, but the venue will be changed from the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena to the Royal Paddock.

At that time, the ten teams from the Five Principalities and Kingdoms that have passed the qualifiers will come to compete with you in the promotion competition. I hope that all five of your academies will be among the best in the promotion competition, so that you can have an advantage when participating in the finals. . "

"The promotion competition is the best stage to reflect your personal strength. At that time, the top three students who have won the most promotion competitions, the empire will provide you with the soul beasts you need for the next title promotion. You can choose the soul beasts by yourself. The empire can guarantee all kinds of soul beasts with cultivation levels below 30,000 years."

Except for Tang Ling and Ning Weilan, the eyes of everyone present became intense.

Starting from level 50, a soul master's training speed will be greatly reduced. With a ten-thousand-year soul ring as a guarantee, he will undoubtedly be able to remain strong during the process of level 50 to 60, which will be of infinite benefit to future development. .

Seeing the burning heat gradually rising in the eyes of the elites in front of him, Emperor Xueye smiled slightly and said, "The promotion competition will be held in one month. I hope you can make another breakthrough within this month. Okay, I won't say much else. You guys Children are very smart, and I think you will make smart choices."

After saying this, Emperor Xueye turned his gaze and glanced at the face of Platinum Bishop Salas before turning around and leaving, accompanied by a high-ranking official from the empire.

Salas's eyes moved slightly, but his expression had completely calmed down. It was difficult to tell anything from the expression on his face.

Just as Emperor Xue Ye said, although he did not say it clearly, the captains and deputy captains of each academy team understood what he meant. Choose one of the two, the Empire or the Spirit Hall.

After walking out of the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena, others were waiting for them outside. At this moment, a sudden voice suddenly stopped Tang Ling.

"Tang Ling."

Tang Ling turned around when he heard the sound, and Huo Wu stepped forward quickly.

"Huh?" Tang Ling looked at her coldly.

Huo Wu walked in front of him in a few steps and stood less than one meter away from Tang San.

"You don't need to fight me with your martial spirit." Huo Wu said with a slightly commanding tone.

"No time." Tang Ling was slightly impatient and walked side by side with Ning Weilan.

"You... you are a level 50 soul king, don't you dare to accept my challenge?" Huo Wu was stunned for a moment.

Tang Ling ignored him at all and didn't even look at him. Shrek and the others laughed secretly, how dare this girl challenge Tang Ling? That kind of terrifying method is not something a girl can withstand.

"Go to hell!" The anger reached its limit, and Huo Wu's suppressed emotions for many days finally broke out. She really hated Tang Ling's arrogant look.

Tang Ling frowned, raised a hand and pinched her ankle directly. Her ankle was like copper poured into iron. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take it back.

No one had any reservations, and he threw the person away with force in his hands. Tang Ling was so powerful that Huo Wu drew a red blood stain on the ground.

Huo Wushuang came just in time to see this scene. He almost rushed forward, helped Huo Wu up, and checked her injuries distressedly. He suddenly raised his head, but what he saw was Tang Ling's indifferent eyes. Huo Wushuang Suddenly, I felt a thrill in my heart, but the words that came to my lips were not uttered after all.

Huo Wu covered her arms with a look of reluctance and gritted her teeth, "Brother, I'm going to kill him!"

"Don't waste your efforts, you are no match for him." With a sigh, Huo Wushuang grabbed his sister tightly. Huo Wu was definitely no match for Tang Ling. He had no doubt that if he angered Tang Ling, he would kill him. .

"Brother." Huo Wu's eyes turned red, and it was unbearable for her competitive character to be hit by the same person again.

Huo Wu was just a small interlude. Walking all the way back to Shrek, Tang San lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Tang Ling glanced at him briefly but said nothing.

Tang San was in seclusion, and everyone had their own training. Tang Ling and Ning Weilan sat cross-legged opposite each other, with their hands aligned, and their soul power moving quietly. The two soul fusion skills had reached a perfect fit after so many years of running in, and the speed of their training together Be higher than your own cultivation.

Three nights later, there was no movement at all in the wooden house that had been closed. Tang Ling paused and walked in.

Tang San looked at Tang Ling differently, with messy hair and a decadent look on his face. Tang Ling suddenly became angry, "What are you doing?"

"Brother..." Tang San shook his head, trying his best to look like he was in a better state of mind.

"Why are you so crazy to make yourself look like this?" Tang Ling frowned slightly.

"Am I useless? My Blue Silver Grass is just a useless martial spirit. With your martial spirit, I can't do anything. I can't even break the opponent's soul-controlling skills. I want you to divide them. Please help..." Tang San had red eyes. He would only show this look in front of Tang Ling.

"Has your teacher taught you the relationship between the strength of twin martial spirits and the martial spirits of parents?" Tang Ling found an empty place to sit down, and Tang San looked at a glass of water naturally.

He shook his head. He had indeed never heard of this.

"There is not much difference in martial arts between the parents, so what will they inherit?" Tang Ling glanced at Tang San.

"In this case, one party is usually randomly selected to inherit. In this case, the possibility of martial soul mutation is also higher."

"Well, it's not absolute. In this case, there is also a chance of twin martial souls being produced. The reason why there are so few people with twin martial souls is because of the harsh prerequisites.

There are two main prerequisites for the generation of twin martial souls. First, the martial souls of both parents must not be the same. The further the difference is, the greater the chance of twin martial souls being produced. At the same time, the closer the quality of the martial souls of both parents is, the greater the chance of twin martial souls being produced. The chance of having twin martial souls is also greater. "

Tang San was stunned, then, if the Clear Sky Hammer is of high quality, then the quality of his Blue Silver Grass cannot be low... Then, why is it Blue Silver Grass?

"Blue Silver Grass is indeed a waste martial soul, but the mutated Blue Silver Grass is not. Even if it is a waste martial soul, what's wrong? The fourth ring is not enough for ten thousand years? Isn't the attached soul bone not enough? Even Jiang Yunzhan did not appear For problems like yours, he will only work hard. Hard work is not unrewarded, it is just a matter of time. You need others to enlighten you even about this, so don't say that I am your brother."

Tang Ling drank all the water in the cup, ignored the confused Tang San, and turned around to leave.

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