Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 31 The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the sill, and the dew is strong

"Zhuqing, do you know Qinglian Swordsman?"

"I don't know much about him. I've heard about it and found out that this person's strength is terrifying. His opponents can never stand up to a single move in front of him."

This achievement is by no means an exaggeration, according to the records of the fighting spirit field.

Qinglian Swordsman always uses only one move, because no one can make him use a second move.

In fact, sometimes he might not even summon his martial spirit when he makes a move, which can be described as extremely arrogant.

But who gave him the capital? In the past three years, no one can defeat him, and there are very few people who dare to challenge him.

This is how his legend has been passed down.

Ning Rongrong lay on the table, her voice a little worried: "I didn't ask about his strength, I meant, do you know anything about this person's daily life?"

"Daily life? Why should I understand."

Zhu Zhuqing was a little confused. In her heart, strength was the most important thing.

Years of dark life and years of competition have made her heart numb.

So she only needs to understand Li Qiu's strength, and she doesn't care about the rest.

This is her goal, the person she wants to surpass.

But now, seeing what Ning Rongrong meant, she seemed to be very interested in this Qinglian swordsman.

We were all women, and Zhu Zhuqing could probably guess what Ning Rongrong was thinking after just a little thought.

How can a girl not be pregnant with spring?

"Rongrong, don't you have a crush on him? Love at first sight?"

"No! I just, just... want to get to know him."

Ning Rongrong's face suddenly turned red as if something had hit her.

Zhu Zhuqing looked as if this was indeed the case, "This person is very extraordinary. Dai Mubai has no choice but to admit defeat when he suffers a loss in front of him."

Dai Mubai, who is that?

Despicable is his nickname, and Dirty Bastard is his real name. He is a notorious playboy.

He has always been the only one who bullies others, so how can he be bullied by others?

But in front of Qinglian Swordsman, Dai Mubai didn't even dare to fart, so he could only slander him secretly.

This shows how strong the background and strength of Qinglian Swordsman are.

That is a mountain that ordinary people can never cross.

"I know, I'm not going to do anything to him, I just want to get to know him."

"What if he minds?"

"Probably not. A gentle person like him shouldn't!"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, "How did you know he was a gentle person?"

Then, Ning Rongrong told Zhu Zhuqing what she had just gone out to.

After listening to Ning Rongrong's story, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but sigh.

"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face, spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. Someone who can write such a poem is enough to show that he is a thoughtful person."

From this poem, it is not difficult to see how the Qinglian swordsman's heart has been through many vicissitudes of life and has experienced many hardships.

And he is also so persistent in love.

You know, he looks like a teenager!

Zhu Zhuqing has always respected people who are loyal to love, because she is such a person.

At this moment, she became quite interested in Li Qiu.

What kind of person can write this kind of poem?
……

"Wow! As you can see, our Thousand-Armed Shura used blue and silver entanglement to trap his opponent!"

"The Ai Kun Zhe combination is going to lose!"

On the competition stage, the battle continues.

The female host Doudou explained the game excitedly, but the audience seemed a little uninterested. In fact, this game could have ended long ago, but Tang San didn't know what he was doing, so he just dragged on the fight for a long time.

He just wanted to torture his opponent, and he vented all his grievances against Li Qiu.

Xiao Wu couldn't stand the cruelty of his methods.

Seeing that Tang San wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, Xiao Wu immediately stopped him, "Third brother, so many spectators are watching, what are you doing?"

What a guy, the Kun Zhe duo had been beaten so badly that they had no power to fight back, but Tang San still wanted to take action!

"It's okay if you want me to stop. Third brother, please stop."

Tang Gongju was so angry that his good sister was so crooked.

The key is because of someone I don’t know.

Just by glancing at him in the crowd, Xiao Wu's soul flew away with him.

Others are afraid of Qinglian Swordsman, but his disciples of the Tang Sect are not.

He can also fight beyond the level, and it is not impossible for him to win a hundred consecutive victories.

So, where did he lose?
Is it really because of their faces that these people are so superficial these days?
"Third brother, stop, there are people outside."

In the end, the matter was settled like this, and it came to an end with the victory of the three-five combination.

"..."

"Go, what the hell is this? This is completely a one-sided crushing!"

"It's a cat-and-mouse game, and the combination of Aikunzhe is so miserable!"

"The game could be finished in one minute, but it was delayed to half an hour. RNM! Refund!"

"I've even taken off my pants, and this is what you're showing me in the spirit fighting arena?"

"..."

"Have you noticed that Thousand-Armed Shura is quite handsome? Although he is wearing a mask, I believe he will not disappoint me!"

"Okay, okay, Senju Shura is yours, then Qinglian husband is mine!"

"Ah, the intention is so sinister, I almost got fooled!"

"What Senju Shura? Don't contact us anymore. I'm afraid Qinglian's husband will misunderstand!"

……

In the VIP room, Li Qiu put down the goblet of red wine in his hand.

He must have read it correctly. Before stepping down, Tang San glanced hard at his position, as if to warn him.

Li Qiu didn't take Tang San's search for enemies in the void seriously.

The current Tang San was the same as Dai Mubai three years ago, his vision was still too narrow, and he was not worthy of being his opponent.

"Your Highness, I thought about it for a moment. Should we report this matter to His Majesty the Pope?"

Ghost stood up and took two steps forward, asking with some uncertainty.

This is a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, and there is also a wanted criminal Tang Hao secretly.

If something really happened and he didn't report it in advance, he would have shed his skin even if he didn't die.

"No, I will explain it to my adoptive mother in person after a while."

Li Qiu shook his head and did not adopt Gui Mei's opinion.

For now, nothing is more important than his cultivation. Only when he is strong can he be truly strong.

Things like status and status are not his own strengths, and there is a risk of being deprived and lost.

Moreover, what would happen even if he told Bibi Dong.

After taking down Xiao Wu, does he have a share in the soul rings and soul bones?
"This...obeys the order." Gui Mei could only agree.

Li Qiu smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Elder Gui, I won't make fun of your life or mine."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son said so. It seems that he has already made a plan."

“It’s natural that there won’t be things when it’s inappropriate, and there will be things when it’s appropriate.”

(End of this chapter)