Douluo: My Blue Silver Grass is not serious

"I wonder, can I challenge you, the Seventh Elder, now?"

A simple sentence, but it was like a heavy slap on the seventh elder's face. As an outsider, Tang San's performance was undoubtedly very strong.

In particular, his current strength makes it impossible to fault him.

He made it very clear that I respect the elders of the sect, but I will never tolerate you insulting my mother.

From the time Tang San came to the front yard and the subsequent fight with Tang Hu, he showed too many things, and every time he showed it, the elders of the Haotian Sect couldn't help but change their expressions. of.

The realm of the God of Death and twin martial souls, when these things are concentrated in him alone, it makes him seem so special.

Twenty years old, level 62 soul emperor, and possessing such powerful abilities. The word genius seems a bit stingy when applied to Tang San.

Although this could not change the opinions of the elders of the Haotian Sect towards Tang Hao, they had to admit that the young man in front of them definitely had something to be proud of.

Of course, Tang San didn't feel that he was too proud, but in fact, as a genius of the younger generation, he had won the elite competition of the entire continent's advanced spirit master academies.

Even though he won on his own, he was still a champion, wasn't he?

His body already contained the aura of a superior person.

That is the result of various experiences.

The seventh elder walked out slowly. Every step he took was very steady. Although his face looked calm, it could be clearly seen that with every step he took, his feet would touch the ground three inches.

You know, what he stepped on was solid rock.

But every step he took left the same traces, even the patterns on the soles of his shoes.

The purity of his strength and the strength of his soul proved the strength of the Tang Sect elder.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the inner strength of the Xuantian Technique in his body moved as fast as the Yangtze River.

In the previous battle, it seemed that he had won easily, but in fact, both the precise calculation and the use of every soul skill consumed a lot of his energy and internal strength.

Tang Hu is by no means easy to deal with.

If he was really allowed to display the sixth soul skill, Tang San would have to express even more things.

One of the reasons for defeating Tang Hu was that the opponent underestimated Tang San.

Slowly walking up to Tang San, the Seventh Elder no longer had the arrogance and said calmly:

"I will not take advantage of you. No matter what soul skills I use, I will only use 30% of my soul power."

Tang San knew that although this seventh elder was calm on the surface, he took this competition very seriously.

He said that he only used 30% of his soul power, which obviously included his previous consumption.

"Use 40% of your soul power. My consumption may be less than you think, so I can't take advantage of you."

The third generation disciples had their eyes widened.

Is he really human?

As direct descendants of the Haotian Sect, they had seen many strong men, but this was the first one as special as Tang San.

The seventh elder's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"No need, 30% is enough."

Tang San shook his head.

"It's still 40%. If you think I'm taking advantage, how about I choose the location of the battle?"

The seventh elder frowned slightly.

"Okay, your choice."

As an elder of two generations, even though he had scolded Tang San before, but if he really wanted to fight Tang San, he would agree even if Tang San's request was even more excessive.

Tang San had already thought of the most suitable place for him to fight the Seventh Elder.

If not in the mountains, he would definitely choose the forest.

But where Haotian Sect is located, there are not many plants.

So, he had another option.

Raising his finger to point in the direction outside the sect, Tang San said:

"Just at the Chain Bridge."

As soon as he said this, the first thing Haotian Sect disciples felt was the strong confidence he showed.

They understood that the chain bridge Tang San was referring to was probably the chain bridge between the last mountain peaks connected to the sect, which was the one that had just been broken a few days ago.

This cable bridge is not only suspended high in the sky, but also covered with a layer of frost due to humidity and temperature. Not only is it difficult to stand on it, but it is also difficult to stand firmly.

When performing soul skills in a place like this, the first thing to consider is not hurting the enemy, but your own safety. Faced with the Seventh Elder who was familiar with the Iron Chain Bridge, Tang San dared to choose such a fighting venue, which was obviously full of confidence in himself.

If it hadn't been for his oppressive victory over Tang Hu before, I'm afraid everyone would have felt that he was arrogant.

But at this time, the Seventh Elder had already said that he would fight him with only 40% of his soul power.

Then, maybe he really has a chance.

"Seventh Elder, if I lose this competition, then I will leave Haotian Sect immediately and never return to the sect. If you lose, I hope you can take back the words you insulted your late mother before and agree with me to recognize my ancestor and return to the sect. What do you think?"

Tang San looked directly at the seventh elder, his eyes clear and sincere.

Tang San was not a fool. He knew that what his uncle said to him before was aimed at him.

tough!

That’s the best expression!

The seventh elder snorted coldly.

"If you lose, not only will you never return to the sect, but the martial soul you inherited from the sect will also be returned to the sect."

Tang San's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to speak, the sect leader Tang Xiao, who had been silent, said in a deep voice:

"Seventh Elder, he is just a third-generation disciple. It is not up to you and him to decide whether to take back his martial spirit."

The seventh elder gave Tang Xiao a cold look.

"Sect Master, what do you think we should do?"

Tang Xiao said in a deep voice:

"How about this. If Tang San wins this competition, please all the elders not to stop him from recognizing his ancestor and returning to the clan. I think everyone has already seen Tang San's talent."

"He is only twenty years old this year. He has a bright future and is dedicated to serving the sect. He will definitely play a positive role in the development of the sect in the future. If he loses, we will drive him away from the sect and he will not be allowed to use the Clear Sky Hammer for the rest of his life. ”

"As for getting back the martial spirit, it's not necessary. After all, his outstanding talent is rare in a century. If his current strength is greatly damaged and his talent is destroyed because of depriving him of a martial spirit, isn't that what the elders want to see? "

"No matter how you say it, he also has the blood of our Haotian Sect flowing through him. This is a fact that even the elders cannot deny."

Tang Xiao had never spoken before, but it was just right to speak now. Although the elders deliberately prevented him from letting Tang San recognize his ancestor and return to the sect, as the leader of the sect, Tang Xiao's authority in the sect was unquestionable.

The five elders also wanted to give him some face.

The seventh elder turned to look at the second elder, who said calmly:

"Just follow what the sect master said. However, if Tang San can really defeat Lao Qi, I have three additional requests." "Sect master, please rest assured that these three requests of mine can be made after he recognizes his ancestor and returns to the sect. It won’t be excessive, everything is for the sake of the sect.”

Tang Xiao looked at the peaceful eyes of the second elder and understood that although the elders had different ideas from his, they would all think for the sake of the sect and nodded immediately.

"Okay, that's it. Before the competition, I have something else to announce."

As he spoke, Tang Xiao took out the long black box that Tang San gave him from the soul guide he carried with him, and said with a serious face:

"At the beginning, Tang Hao left the sect and took away the sect's two soul bones. This time he ordered Tang San to come and recognize his ancestor and return to the sect, and he also asked Tang San to bring these two soul bones back."

"I think this is enough to prove the regret in his heart. Otherwise, he could have kept these two soul bones or given them to Tang San."

As he spoke, Tang Xiao slowly opened the long black box in front of him. Rich soul power fluctuations filled the air. In a wild and domineering aura, two soul bones appeared in front of the elders and sect disciples.

Seeing these two soul bones, the elders were a little stunned, and the anger originally contained in their eyes gradually disappeared.

The second elder sighed.

"Although he left the sect, he is the son of the old sect leader after all. It seems that he has not forgotten the sect."

Returning the soul bone can prove too much. Under normal circumstances, the soul bone leaving the body is a word of death.

Even with Tang Hao's level of cultivation, the elders understood that with the appearance of these two soul bones, Tang Hao would at least be disabled and his strength would be greatly reduced.

Although all the elders were extremely angry about the trouble Tang Hao brought to the sect, Tang Hao's killing of the Pope also made everyone aware of the power of the Haotian Sect.

Among the younger generation of disciples, there are still many who regard Tang Hao as their idol.

The two Douluo sects of the Haotian Sect are undoubtedly heroes of the world.

But at this time, Tang Hao sacrificed his great strength for the sake of the sect. Just as the sect leader Tang Xiao, whose eyes were slightly red, said, Tang Hao's doing so was enough to prove his sincerity.

But everyone didn't know that Tang Hao was originally injured and could only choose what to do.

Otherwise, your life will not be saved!

Tang Xiao strode forward, holding the long box in both hands and handed it to the second elder.

"These two soul bones are the sect's most precious treasures, so they should be kept by the elders. When the successor of the next sect leader is determined in the future, or there are disciples who have made outstanding contributions to the sect, these two soul bones will be awarded to them."

The second elder nodded slowly. He understood that this was Tang Xiao giving face to the elders.

Otherwise, with his status as a sect master, there would be no problem in putting these two soul bones away, and they could even integrate them into his own body immediately to increase his strength.

The two looked at each other, and the second elder sighed secretly in his heart and nodded slowly to Tang Xiao.

On the surface, Tang Xiao agreed to an almost impossible task for Tang San, challenging the Seventh Elder who used 40% of his soul power.

But after doing all this, he immediately used the two soul bones returned by Tang Hao to build momentum for Tang San.

The purpose was to get the elders to recognize Tang San's recognition of his ancestor and return to the clan.

He gave the elders face, and the elders would naturally reciprocate the favor.

Giving the two soul bones to the second elder is equivalent to giving them the decision-making power over the ownership of the soul bones.

Invisibly, the status of the elders in the sect was improved.

What's more, in the previous battle with Tang Hu, Tang San's strength was enough to conquer these elders.

At least among the existing three generations of disciples of the sect, there is absolutely no one who is more outstanding than Tang San.

Regarding what was happening in front of him, Tang San had already analyzed the results in his mind.

But of course he would not think that the Seventh Elder would show mercy to him in the subsequent battle.

After all, he is the elder of the sect.

I would never want to lose to a junior of my own.

Therefore, he still has to go all out in the subsequent battles.

If a few elders feel that their strength is no more than this, there may still be changes.

In front of Tang Xiao, the second elder moved his lips and said something to the seventh elder in a forced tone.

The seventh elder frowned, but still nodded vaguely.

"Elders, please."

Tang Xiao made a gesture of invitation, and then took the lead to walk outside the sect. The leader of a sect, he always has the highest status in the sect.

More than a hundred sect disciples, led by Tang Xiao's brother and sister and five elders, walked out of the sect and came to the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the sect elders around him and the mist-shrouded mountain abyss in front of him, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

In his last life, his last memory was stuck in this scene.

The same cliff, also forced by the elders surnamed Tang.

The difference is that in the last life, he could only die to make his ambition clear, but in this life, he can fight for everything with his own strength.

At least, in this world, he will never die again.

Looking up at the Seventh Elder, Tang San took a deep breath, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill in his body began to circulate quickly. The smooth flow of the eight extraordinary meridians made the recovery of his internal energy several times faster than before. Although he had consumed a lot of energy before, in this short period of time But there has been a lot of recovery.

The seventh elder was also looking at him without saying anything. He raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and a strong wind came out of his sleeve. The clouds in front of him suddenly dispersed. The seventh elder touched the ground with one foot, and his whole figure seemed to float out. Generally, it floats nearly fifty meters far away before landing on the chain bridge.

When he fell, the chain bridge was still swaying in the wind, as if the seventh elder's body was standing there quietly without any weight.

Behind his hands, the mist beneath his feet was misty, like a fairy.

Looking at the Seventh Elder's actions, Tang San couldn't help but feel awe-struck. He understood that the Seventh Elder's strength was probably much more terrifying than he imagined.

Without delaying, Tang San also jumped up, without any pretense, and landed calmly on the chain bridge. His feet slid, pulling himself closer to thirty meters away from the seventh elder before stopping.

The ice on the iron rope under his feet seemed to be a boost to him.

"Seventh Elder, whoever leaves the distance between the two mountains will be the loser, how about that?"

Tang San said.

The seventh elder nodded and said no more. With a wave of his right hand, the Clear Sky Hammer, which was about the same size as the one summoned by Tang Hu before, appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

The difference is that there are no lines on his Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang San's pupils shrank almost instantly, and the martial spirit appeared, along with the spirit ring.

Unless he just uses the spirit body without using any skills like he did in the Killing City, the spirit ring will definitely appear.

The seventh elder obviously had no intention of not using soul skills, so when the Clear Sky Hammer appeared, his soul ring also appeared at the same time.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine soul rings quietly stagnated on his Clear Sky Hammer.

The strange thing is that the soul ring does not have any meaning of rhythm, but quietly stagnates on the Clear Sky Hammer, releasing a faint brilliance, and the surrounding clouds and mist even change color due to the colored light. (End of chapter)