Douluo: My Wife is Gu Yuena

Even if Qian Yuhan didn't say it, he could roughly guess that the souls of Life, Destruction, the Golden Dragon King, and the God of Angels were stored in his body.

After defeating Qian Yuhan, he will most likely face several other gods.

Mengli couldn't help but think of the Spirit Tower that he would face next. Compared with any one of the gods in the Spirit Tower, he was like an ant.

Mengli became more and more interested in Qian Yuhan's teaching and looked forward to it. She immediately asked, "Sister Yu, I want to grow up so badly. Can you teach me now?"

Qian Yuhan looked at Mengli's eagerness to learn and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, being eager to learn is a good thing. I won't say any more nonsense. Now use all the skills you can use and let me test your abilities first."

After Qian Yuhan finished speaking, the gem on the crown on her forehead began to flash colorful light, seven golden divine rings appeared one after another from outside her body, three pairs of angel wings behind her slowly spread out, and the divine power in her body surged wildly.

She had her back to the dazzling sun, with golden light all around her body.

Qian Yuhan slowly stretched out his right hand, and a stream of light appeared in the palm of his hand and turned into an angel's holy sword.

She flapped the wings behind her, looked down at the dream carp on the beach, pointed the Angel Holy Sword at the dream carp, and endless streams of light flew over.

Mengli's golden eyes captured the movement of these flowing lights, but there was an invisible force pressing on his body.

His movements became slow, and he couldn't even summon his martial spirit. He had to raise his right arm to cover his all-important head, with the invincible Qian Yuhan in his eyes.

Is this the power of the gods? Just a slight exertion has made me unable to resist. This kind of oppression has never been seen in the Extreme Douluo. Mengli was just about to say thankfully that these streams of light did not cause him any harm, Mengli muttered to himself, preparing to meet the attack of this stream of light.

The stream of light penetrated his body, but fortunately it did not cause any harm.

Qian Yuhan looked at Meng Li's actions at this time and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his face slightly reddened, and he said, "Sorry, I forgot, I forgot."

She realized that the gap between their strengths was too big, not like before.
This was a mistake that should not have been made, and she quickly retracted her divine power.

"The power of the gods is indeed incomparable to that of the Extreme Douluo. There is simply one in heaven and one on earth." Meng Li felt the pressure on his body disappear and sighed sincerely.

“Don’t be discouraged. If you are a level three God, the gap between you and the Ultimate Douluo won’t be that big, but don’t forget that I’m a level one God! I have now suppressed my strength to the same level as yours.” Qian Yuhan said.

"bring it on."

He put down his hand and looked at Qian Yuhan not far away. The same divine crown as Qian Yuhan's appeared on his forehead. His black hair instantly turned into long white hair, and the colorful gem on his forehead sparkled.

Qian Yuhan pulled out the Holy Sword of Angels. Logically, he couldn't pull out the Holy Sword of Angels again. He stretched out his hand, thinking of giving it a try. With a thought, he pulled out the Holy Sword of Angels from his forehead.

As the light flowed, three pairs of angel-like snow-white wings grew out from his back, and nine green-gold soul rings slowly lit up. The air waves released by the angel's holy sword made his hair wave wildly in the air.

Meng Li was the first to swing the Angel Holy Sword, and the blade formed a golden sword energy to attack Qian Yuhan.

Qian Yuhan injected divine power into the Holy Sword of Angels and used the same moves as Meng Li. The two attacks collided in the air and exploded.

Meng Li flew out from the light of the explosion and landed in front of Qian Yuhan, and the Holy Sword of Angel slashed directly at him.

"Okay, I've got the speed." Qian Yuhan nodded, slightly turned sideways, and easily avoided Meng Li's attack.

The next second, Meng Li saw a sword blade shining with golden light coming towards him, and he hurriedly blocked it with the Holy Angel Sword. But just as he blocked the attack, Qian Yuhan's Holy Angel Sword immediately slashed towards his right arm, and he dodged immediately, but when he dodged, the Holy Angel Sword did not cut down. He was slightly stunned, thinking about why Qian Yuhan did not drop the sword.

It was because of this moment of distraction that he saw a golden light flash before his eyes and his eyes caught Qian Yuhan's attack, but his body was too late to react. The residual power of the Angel's Holy Sword knocked him several meters away.

"Don't be distracted during the fight. If it were someone else, that blow just now would be enough to take your life." Qian Yuhan taught.

"Okay." Mengli nodded.

He was fully alert. The battle just now made Meng Li realize that even if Qian Yuhan suppressed his strength, he was still stronger than him. He no longer held back and flapped his wings hard to shoot towards Qian Yuhan.

The two men collided with each other in an instant. This time, Qian Yuhan's attack speed was several times faster than before. Meng Li was unable to react in time, and in less than a second his body flew several meters away again.

Qian Yuhan was stunned for a moment as she watched Mengli use the Holy Angel Sword to support the ground. The scene in her mind flashed by, and she said seriously, "Next, don't always think about attacking and forget about defense."

Mengli nodded and attacked Qianyuhan again.

Over the next day, Mengli was knocked away countless times by Qianyuhan's Holy Angel Sword.

After being knocked away countless times, Meng Li looked at Qian Yuhan in the distance. He could feel that the strength of both sides was almost equal, but no matter what moves he used, he could not last more than five seconds in the opponent's hands.

Yes, it was five seconds. His best result in Qian Yuhan's hands was five seconds. Most of the time he couldn't even last one second.

"It turns out that there is such a huge gap in strength between me and these gods." Meng Li sighed somewhat discouraged.

He was almost undefeated before, but now he has been losing for a day in a row. Mengli is a little numb. Qian Yuhan is like a mountain. He wants to step over this mountain, but he just takes a step and returns to the starting point.

"Meng Li, you can't do it anymore? It's only been a short time. Don't you want to become a god? Is this all your perseverance?"

Qian Yuhan was startled when she saw the light in Mengli's eyes disappearing, and she spoke hurriedly.

Yeah, am I going to give up now? No, I can't lose.

I still have people to protect. Compared to the Angel God in front of me, Gu Yuena is likely to face the gods of the divine world. If I can't even climb over this mountain, how can I talk about protecting Mengli? The shadow of Gu Yuena emerged in my mind, and the scattered light in my eyes gathered again.

"Come again." Mengli picked up the Holy Sword of Angel and ran towards Qian Yuhan again.

"That's right. If you want to become a god, you must first have a firm belief. This is also the first lesson I want to teach you."

When Qian Yuhan saw Meng Li's appearance, a smile appeared on his face.

"Disciple, wake up, we've arrived!"

While Meng Li was fighting with Qian Yuhan, Leng Yaoju's voice came to his ears.

In order not to worry his master, Mengli stopped practicing.

After a while, they finally arrived at Mingdu. Looking at the people coming and going outside the train, Mengli, who had been fighting with Qian Yuhan, was a little dazed. (End of this chapter)