Douluo's Fate Modification System

Chapter 477 How to play with such a big headwind?

"No, no, I will definitely not hide it from you next time."

Xia Ling, who was caught by his wife on the spot, could only make a promise with an apologetic smile on his face.

What else can I do with such a beautiful wife who understands me well?
Of course he spoils her!

"Sister Liena is right, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

Zhu Zhuqing snorted and entered a state of meditation.

Xia Ling smiled, and went to find Tang San in the next room.

"Little San, let me tell you something."

In his open palm, lay a good baby quietly.

This is a small golden hammer, with a black gem inlaid on each side of the hammer head, its shape is extremely similar to the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang San asked curiously: "Brother Ling? What is this?"

"This is called the Haotian Token. It was in the hands of your great-grandfather Tang Chen before, but it fell into my hands by chance."

After a long absence, Xia Ling launched his own trick of fooling around again.

Of course, the Haotian Token did not fall into his hands by coincidence, but Xia Ling discovered it in Tang Chen's storage soul guide after helping Fu Lu completely seal Tang Chen.

At that time, he thought that he might use it later, so he put it away, but he didn't expect it to be used now.

"This is your great-grandfather's token, and it's also the token of the chief elder of the Haotian School. With him, all the elders will be at your disposal, and you also have the right to abolish the suzerain and decide on major affairs of the sect."

Tang San took the small hammer and played with it in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Ling, I'm from the Spirit Hall now, how many elders of the Clear Sky School will obey my orders?"

Xia Ling showed a malicious smile.

"Of course, don't you still trust your brother and me? After we go up the mountain, we will be like this."

"Can it work? Can those elders really believe it?"

"Of course, with me here, there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as Tang Yuehua can negotiate with them and let us go up, this matter can basically be accomplished. If they resist stubbornly, then I can only show it a little."

"Okay! Then do as you say, Brother Ling."

At this time, in the innermost room on the second floor of Haotianzong Castle.

This is a room with more than a hundred square meters.

The furnishings inside are very simple, with a wide table, bookcases covering two walls, and two long sofas.

At this time, there were already seven people in the house, six men and one woman.

The woman was Tang Yuehua, and she was sitting helplessly on the couch beside her.

A burly figure with a height of two meters stood behind the table.

With a hulking back, short gray hair, and a simple gray dress, he looked like an alternative version of Tang Hao.

Before the table table, five spirited old men with red faces were arguing fiercely about something, and their loud and energetic voices almost broke through the ceiling of Haotian Castle.

A slender old man said angrily: "No, I don't agree! Could it be that my eldest son died for nothing? If I want to surrender to you bastards, I'd rather die with Wuhundian!"

"Enough, old seven!"

The oldest long-browed old man scolded angrily: "You are just like that evil Tang Hao, you have lived such a long life in vain, and you have no brains at all!"

The thin elder flew into a rage.

"You fart! Don't mention that bastard Tang Hao in front of me! How could I be like him!"

Another old man also scolded: "Lao Qi, calm down. Over the years, the strength of our Haotian School has improved, and the strength of Wuhundian has improved even more. Didn't you listen to Yuehua just now? Their younger generation has already Someone has broken through to the Title Douluo, and now the Saint Son of the Spirit Hall is personally leading someone to wait at the foot of the mountain, don't you understand what this means?"

"What do I care what he means? At worst, I'll take someone down and rob him, just to blackmail the Spirit Hall!"

Hearing the reckless words of the Seventh Elder, Tang Yuehua, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but put his hands on his forehead.

Tired of heart!

The second elder with long eyebrows slapped the seventh elder, and said angrily: "If you say you have no brains, you really have no brains? He dared to bring such a few people to block us, which means that he has no fear of our Clear Sky School at all!" Don’t forget, that old thing Qian Daoliu isn’t dead yet! Uncle isn’t here, what capital do we have to fight Wuhundian?”

Another elder frowned and asked Tang Xiao behind the table.

"Our five brothers are full of titled Douluo and can join forces to perform a joint attack. With the help of the suzerain's Haotian Jiujue, can't we still severely damage his Wuhun Palace? The suzerain's strength has reached level 96, and he can even fight against him with one enemy. Three, isn't that enough?"

Tang Xiao looked at Tang Yuehua who had been watching the drama for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Yuehua, I see that you have been hesitant to speak, do you want to say something?"

After deliberating for a moment, Tang Yuehua spoke hesitantly.

"I don't know whether I should say these words. The Saint Son of Wuhundian told me a piece of news, but I can't confirm the authenticity of the news."

"What news? Let everyone hear it."

"The current number of titled Douluo in Wuhundian has exceeded 40."

"what?"

"This is impossible!"

"He's definitely lying!"

"What! 40 people? Are you kidding me?"

Tang Xiao was so excited that he slapped the table in front of him like he was struck by lightning.

His first reaction was that it was impossible, he couldn't believe it, the news was definitely fake.

But if you calm down and think about it carefully, the authenticity of this news seems to be really great.

After all, that is the holy place for soul masters all over the world.

Even their Clear Sky School can have six, no, seven titled Douluo, and the number of soul masters in the Spirit Hall far exceeds them by an unknown number of times, this is entirely possible.

The oldest and most stable Second Elder forcibly suppressed his turbulent mind.

"Yuehua, did he really tell you that?"

Tang Yuehua smiled wryly and said: "Of course it is true. Not only that, but he also told me that there are more than ten soul masters with combat power like Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen in those days. Now there are more than ten people in the Wuhun Hall. The peaks above level 95 Douluo has surpassed double digits."

"This"

Tang Xiao's mind went blank when he heard the news, and he sat blankly on the chair behind him, muttering non-stop.

Forty titled Douluo, peak Douluo above level 95 exceeded double digits, and more than a dozen of them had the combat power of their grandfather.
What is this concept?
Wuhundian didn't even need to send out any other level of soul masters, just all the titled Douluo launched an attack together, the Haotianzong couldn't possibly be their opponent.

When Tang Chen was still there, why was the Haotian School known as the number one school in the world?
Isn't it because Tang Chen at level 99 can hang and beat everyone in other sects except Wuhundian?
Now there are more than ten people with Tang Chen's combat power?
How is this fight going?
"Impossible, this is impossible, he is definitely lying to you!"

The irritable Seventh Elder walked around the room impatiently, his aura fluctuating violently.

The only third elder who was still calm asked: "Yuehua, do you think what he said is credible?"

"According to my understanding of Wuhundian over the years, it should be at least 30%. Even if it is not as exaggerated as he said, the number of titled Douluo in Wuhundian may have exceeded [-]. Counting the combat power of grandfather Qian Daoliu must have at least five people."

After a pause, Tang Yuehua continued: "Among the people who came this time, counting Ma Hongjun who has not yet absorbed the soul ring, there are as many as six people who are titled Douluo that my subordinates have perceived, and Xia Ling himself It is likely to be a Title Douluo."

The Seventh Elder was stunned.

"He? Titled Douluo? How old is he?"

Tang Yuehua said: "Do you still remember the little girl from Xing Luo Zhu's family in the semi-finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition eight years ago?"

"I seem to have the impression that it was the one who was known as the youngest soul king at the time? I remember that she was only 13 years old?"

"Yes, it is her."

Tang Yuehua nodded.

"Her current cultivation level has broken through level 93, and they didn't hide the fluctuation of spirit power at all on the way here. If she is already level 93, there is no reason why Xia Ling, who is more talented than her, is not a Title Douluo."

"What's more, Xialing also has a sister named Qian Renxue, who served as the judge elder of Wuhun Hall eight years ago, and led the judge army to fight in the north and south. According to the relevant information that my subordinates reported last time , the other party already advanced the title three years ago."

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Silence, still silence.

The six men who were at the pinnacle of the Haotian School's power and were also at the pinnacle of combat power couldn't even speak a single word at this moment.

"Why do you think I agreed to be a lobbyist for him and come back to persuade you? Wuhun Palace has already resurrected Ah Yin, and tied Tang Hao and Tang San there. Before leaving for Haotianzong, the other party He has made it clear to me that if we don't surrender, then he will personally take action to make our Clear Sky School cease to exist."

"Let Haotianzong cease to exist? What a big tone he has!"

The Seventh Elder broke free from the previous shock, immediately released the Clear Sky Hammer, holding the hammer as if about to leave.

The third elder and the fourth elder looked at each other, and shot from left to right at the same time, knocking him out instantly.

"Seventh elder, hey."

Tang Xiao rubbed his temples on both sides of his head with his fingers in pain.

"This matter has to be discussed in the long run"

In the village below the mountain, not long after everyone had lunch, three gray-clothed disciples appeared in the village.

The leader is about 30 years old, with broad shoulders, a straight nose and a square mouth. The muscles hidden under the clothes are bulging. The whole person is like a lion ready to go, full of vigor and power.

"Are you from the Spirit Hall?"

There was a sharp light in the gray-clothed man's eyes, and he scanned the people in the room up and down for a week, with a faint hostility on his face.

Xia Ling smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Tang Long, right? Hello, Xia Ling, the holy son of Wuhun Hall, nice to meet you."

"You ever met me?"

Although Tang Long looked unhappy, he shook hands with Xia Ling lightly.

"Don't underestimate the intelligence agency of Wuhundian, Haotianzong has no secrets at all in my eyes. Are you right? Tang Tian and Tang Yu?"

Now, the three of them were really shocked.

If it is said that Tang Long had shown his face 20 years ago, it is not an exaggeration to say that Wuhundian has information.

Then Tang Tian and Tang Yu were children 20 years ago, and they hadn't been out of the mountain gate for many years. How did the other party know him?

"No need to be shocked, you will understand sooner or later."

Tang Long didn't gossip anymore, turned around and waved his hands.

"Come with us."

Following the three of them out of the room, the three of Tang Long didn't mean to wait for Wuhundian and the others, but unfolded their bodies at the same time and galloped towards the back of the village.

Seeing the other party's childish behavior, Xia Ling didn't say much, and led the others to follow silently.

It really doesn't make any sense to do this kind of fancy show in front of a group of Soul Douluo and Title Douluo.

Even if Tang Long, the leader, tried his best to speed up several times, in the eyes of everyone, it was just like a child playing house, but he had to help them who couldn't keep up under the shocked eyes of Tang Tian and Tang Yu .

In the eyes of these two outstanding disciples of the Clear Sky School, the people in the Spirit Hall already looked like monsters.

They were obviously much younger than the two of them, but their speed was so fast, it was unbelievable.

Soon, the group left the village and arrived in front of a steep mountain.

The entire mountain wall is almost ninety degrees to the ground, and it is extremely smooth, without any plants.

Tang Long didn't intend to slow down at all. Seeing that he had reached the bottom of the mountain, he jumped up and rushed up, followed by the other two.

"We'll wait for you up there."

The three people who were struggling to climb only felt a gust of wind flash by, and Xia Ling's words wafted in the air, and the Wuhundian gang disappeared in a whizz.

Soon, Tang Long, who was the leader, had already reached the top of the mountain, and everyone in the Wuhun Hall was already waiting for him on the top of the mountain.

Tang Long asked in disbelief: "Can you all know how to fly?"

Several people nodded as they should.

Everyone here except Yang Wudi can fly, this is a skill they have already mastered in the seventh ring.

Ning Rongrong said disdainfully: "No way, no way, there are still people who can't fly, right? Isn't it just enough to have a martial spirit?"

"Rongrong!"

Xia Ling scolded her again.

Tang Long resisted not having a seizure, and after Tang Tian and Tang Yu came up, he turned around and walked to the other side of the stone mountain.

"Brother Tang Long, this is too slow, why don't we take you for a ride."

A voice sounded.

Before the three brothers of the Tang family could react, the three felt dizzy and fell to the ground after a burst of dizziness. The gray-black Haotian Castle was close at hand.

Above the five-meter-high main entrance, the three large characters of Haotianzong engraved on the stone are vigorous and powerful.

"We, are we here?"

Tang Yu looked back in disbelief at Ma Hongjun who put him down.

Oscar, who put down Tang Tian, ​​replied cheerfully.

"Of course, how long can it be used for such a small distance, which is better than ours. Well, it's nothing."

Tang Long, who came back to his senses, had lingering fears, and respectfully made a gesture of invitation, leading everyone to walk into the castle.

As for the so-called rule that only direct disciples of the sect can enter
That naturally no longer exists.

If a few old men insisted that they couldn't enter without the Clear Sky Hammer, then Xia Ling didn't have to be so talkative, he even shoveled people, sects and mountains on the spot.

In the face of absolute power, any rules are waste paper.

Rules require enough strength to maintain.

This is also the reason why Xia Ling has been devoting himself to the technology of insanely explosive soldiers, but not in a hurry to unify the continent.

He always felt unsteady, still unsteady, and needed more combat power.

As long as F2a can't push forward with a wave of recklessness, as long as it doesn't directly kill the opponent with one move, then there is a possibility of losing this war.

The ancestral lack of firepower phobia engraved in the bones belongs to it.

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(End of this chapter)