Douluo: Blue Silver Grass?Grass!

Chapter 32 Hu Liena

Over Wuhun City.

A beam of light cut across the sky and landed on a tall tower.

Upon seeing this, the disciple responsible for receiving the information immediately sent the light ball to the main hall.

When the cardinal in the main hall read the information in the soul guide, he hurriedly took the soul guide and ran to the Pope's Palace.

At this time in the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong was rubbing his eyebrows and looking down with a cold expression.

"Nana, why did you beat Yan again?"

"Teacher, he said he wanted to propose to me when he grows up. I won't get married. I just want to help the teacher manage Wuhun Palace, so I got angry..."

Hu Liena lowered her head and alternated her hands helplessly. Her well-developed curves could already be seen in her pink top.

Under the miniskirt, a pair of slender legs were as white as cream, without any blemishes.

The faintly charming look in her eyebrows made her charm all the male students of Wuhundian Academy at a young age.

Yan is the most crazy pursuer among them.

"I didn't want to get involved in this matter, but Yan's grandfather is the elder of the worship hall. You beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for half a month. I have to give an explanation."

Bibi Dong stood up slowly, her aura of being in a high position for a long time was intimidating.

When Hu Liena heard this, she knew that she had struck too hard. She did not dare to explain this, so she could only whisper in a slightly aggrieved tone:

"I know I was wrong, and I won't complain no matter what the teacher wants to punish me."

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena's aggrieved look, and a moment of helplessness flashed in her cold eyes.

Just as he was about to hand down the punishment, an urgent shout came from outside the palace.

"His Majesty the Pope, something is wrong. Something serious is going to happen."

Bibi Dong frowned immediately. She hated people interrupting her.

Seeing that she was the cardinal in charge of intelligence, she still asked patiently and coldly:

"Why are you so anxious?"

As soon as the cardinal entered the papal palace, he knelt on his knees and panted:

"Back...back to the Pope, news has just arrived from the Notting City Branch Palace that a disciple of the Haotian Sect has appeared in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, and his strength is higher than that of Contra!"

"What! Is this news accurate?"

Bibi Dong looked shocked and asked.

"The news was brought back by Guo Ju himself. It is said that he saw with his own eyes a giant hammer that was a hundred meters high in the air and was shaken away by another force. The appearance of that hammer was the Haotian Hammer. "

The cardinal said, opening the imaging soul guide, and a blurry image emerged.

"My lord, if you don't believe it, you can take a look at this."

Bibi Dong's eyes moved towards the screen.

The picture shows the scene where the Clear Sky Hammer was blown away and dispersed.

This was when the guard heard the loud noise, turned on his professional instinct, and subconsciously turned on the image-forming soul guide, and then recorded it.

Although the picture was blurry, she could still recognize the Clear Sky Hammer even if it turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"It's really the Clear Sky Hammer! Isn't the Clear Sky Sect afraid of my revenge and has sealed the mountain forever? Why are there still direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect? Could it be... it's him?!"

A figure that she hated so much suddenly appeared in Bibi Dong's mind.

"Hmph, you finally showed up after hiding for so many years. Noting Junior Soul Master Academy..."

Thinking of this, a plan suddenly emerged in Bibi Dong's mind.

I saw her waving to Hu Liena, with a rare smile on her face, and said:

"Nana, in order to calm down Yan's grandfather, you should leave Wuhun Hall for a while..."

……

Time flies, years pass.

Two and a half years have passed since the battle between Tang Hao and Zhou Fan.

In the past two years or so, everyone in the Notting City Martial Soul Branch has focused their attention on the Junior Notting Soul Master Academy.

Every once in a while, someone from Wuhun Palace would enter the academy to search for various reasons.

It's just that there have been no clues for more than two years.

Tang San didn't know that the people from Wuhun Palace were looking for him. After more than two years of training, his soul power had reached a new bottleneck.

Inside the Hunting Forest.

"Xiaosan, I can see that you have practiced very hard over the years. Most people cannot reach level [-] at the age of eight or nine." Yu Xiaogang showed a satisfied smile on his stiff face and felt that he had grown a lot taller. Tang San's head, and then said:
"I have already thought about your second soul ring, and I will strengthen it in terms of toughness. As for the year, 700 is the most appropriate year."

"Good teacher."

"But teacher, I'm worried that we will also encounter danger this time. How about we ask people from the Wuhun Palace to help us hunt the soul beasts? After all, it's not very expensive..."

Tang San nodded. After two years of training, he was much better than his peers and even senior students.

Wang Sheng and others did not dare to provoke Tang San anymore, and Xiao Wu was taken away.

This made Zhou Fan very depressed during the past two years, and he could only use bad luck charms to earn some meager emotional points.

But this also caused Tang San to feel that he was an unlucky guy and that no matter what he did, nothing would go well.

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about this. It was an accident that time. Although the spirit beasts hunted this time are 700 years old, they are only plant-type spirit beasts. Don't worry and leave them to the teacher."

Yu Xiaogang said confidently, with a confident smile on his face.

The experience of helping Tang San hunt for the first spirit ring has always been a pain in his heart. This time he was ready to prove himself, and he had made a lot of preparations for this.

Even Kui Xukun refused when he offered to help.

"But I still feel something is wrong..."

Tang San didn't know why, but when he saw Yu Xiaogang's confident expression, he felt very panicked.

The two soon came to a jungle covered with thorns.

There were many small spirit beasts around, and after seeing Tang San and the others, they all fled away.

Yu Xiaogang stopped 20 meters away from a vine that was as thick as a bucket, with light shining in his eyes.

"Xiao San, this is it!"

Hearing this, Tang San stepped forward and recognized the vines at a glance.

"Teacher, isn't this a ghost vine? Judging from its size, it is at least a 740-year-old spirit beast."

"Yes, the ghost vine has the strongest toughness among the plants, and it also has many special abilities. Parasitism is one of them. If you absorb its soul ring, your blue silver grass will definitely be able to rise to a higher level."

Yu Xiaogang looked at the ghost vine in front of him with great satisfaction.

Then he took out an oil paper bag from his arms and opened the mouth of the bag. Suddenly, a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Tang San was stunned when he smelled the smell.

"Teacher, what is this?"

"The nemesis of the plant system is fire. No matter how strong their cultivation is, this will not change. If you want to hunt it easily, flint is indispensable."

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he carefully scattered the flint around the ghost vines.

The flint in Douluo is not a flint in the ordinary sense.

This kind of flint will burn when it encounters an open flame, and will explode when the heat reaches a certain level.

Ordinary people usually take a very small amount of flint to help make fire every day, and people like Yu Xiaogang are the first.

After finishing all this, he took out the fire stick and prepared to light the flint further away.

At this time, the ghost vine seemed to sense the coming danger, and the thick vine suddenly moved slowly, looking a little uneasy.

A vine struck behind Yu Xiaogang.

When Tang San saw this, he was immediately shocked and hurriedly warned him.

"Teacher, be careful of ghost vines!"

"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang was stunned, then smiled and waved his hand and said, "It's rare that you still remember that the teacher's leg has healed and no longer hurts."

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had misunderstood, Tang San waved his hands repeatedly and said anxiously:

"No, it's not..."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and interrupted:
"Okay, teacher knows that you have filial piety, just wait aside..."

Suddenly, he felt a strong wind behind him and looked back in confusion.

Then he opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "F*ck! You're talking about Ghost Vine!"

next second.

Snapped!
"Ah, my ass!"

Yu Xiaogang screamed and flew more than ten meters away in an instant, while Huo Zhezi also let go.

It happened to land in a pile of flint.

Boom!

The fire swallowed up the ghost vine instantly and spread around at an extremely fast speed...

(End of this chapter)