Douluo Dalu: Start with a Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgement

Chapter 115 Arrival
At this time, Wang Yan said: "The reserve players will practice on their own first, and the regular players will be responsible for guidance and protection.

After a period of practice, Beibei and his companions were finally able to maintain flying. The one who taught Wang Qiuer how to use the flying soul guide was Ji Lin, whom he was familiar with.

With the flying soul guide, everyone's speed increased, but it was unrealistic to reach the destination before dark. In the end, it was still Master Xuan who led them forward quickly.

We finally arrived at our destination near midnight.

The western border of the Star Luo Empire.

The night is dark, there is no light from the stars and the moon tonight, and in the wilderness, you can't see your fingers. This is already the darkest hour of the night, and not long after, when the sun rises in the distance in the east, a new day is about to arrive.

Suddenly, a ray of white light flashed across the sky, leaving a brilliant tail flame that seemed to split the entire sky.

The white light actually fell towards the ground, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, the white light suddenly enlarged, like a huge platform that quickly opened up, with a diameter of dozens of meters. It could be seen that each black figure was caught by the platform formed by the white light and slowly fell to the ground.

"vomit……"

"vomit--"

The sound of retching was heard one after another, the white light converged, and more than a dozen figures were staggering, either squatting on the ground or holding onto tree trunks. At least more than half of them were vomiting.

Master Xuan's speed was too fast and most people could not adapt to it. Even the two Soul Emperors, Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng, turned pale and were in a trance.

As long as Ji Lin had a blank expression on his face, he was not affected at all. He was often carried flying by Chi Yuan and had long been accustomed to the feeling of high-speed flying. Besides, Chi Yuan's speed was much faster than that of Old Xuan. This speed was nothing to Ji Lin.

"You are really useless. Look at Ji Lin, he has no reaction at all. You are still the seniors of the inner courtyard." Old Xuan picked up the wine gourd and took a sip. He looked at the group of people lying on the ground and retching with contempt, and there was a bit of surprise and admiration in his eyes when he looked at Ji Lin.

Xiaoxiao's face turned pale, she stood up tremblingly, looked at Ji Lin and said, "Class monitor, why don't you react?"

Ji Lin spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm used to it."

Wang Dong'er supported Wang Qiu'er's shoulders and stood up, complaining: "You can get used to this!"

"Little Daizi!" Old Xuan called lazily.

The muscles on Dai Yueheng's face twitched violently, but he still walked over honestly. He shouted respectfully: "Mr. Xuan."

Hearing how Master Xuan addressed Dai Yuheng, Ji Lin almost couldn't hold back his laughter. The others no longer cared about the feeling of vomiting and turned their heads around, shrugging their shoulders, obviously trying very hard to hold it in.

Xuan Lao said: "When I came down just now, there was quite a lot of noise. It must have alarmed the military. I'll leave it to you to handle it."

After saying this, Old Xuan disappeared in a flash.

Sure enough, not long after, in the distant sky, rays of light and shadows fell from the sky and landed accurately in their direction.

Dai Yuheng raised his hand and punched into the air. Suddenly, a ball of white light exploded three meters above his head, spreading out a white halo.

The figure falling from the sky immediately identified the direction, and soon, a team of thirty warriors, all wearing black tight leather armor, descended from the sky.

The flying soul guides they were wearing seemed to be of better quality than the one Dai Yaoheng had borrowed. As they fell, they quickly formed a circle and surrounded everyone.

The leader was an old man with a stern face.

"Who are you? What is the purpose of using flying soul guides to approach our army?" As he spoke, the old man and his companions all released their martial souls.

For a moment, the dazzling light of the soul rings illuminated a large area of ​​the surrounding open space. The old man in the lead was a seven-ring soul saint.

Most of his comrades-in-arms were Soul Sect members, and there were also a few Soul Kings.

Under the shining light of the soul ring, a white tiger head pattern appeared on the chest, and it was obvious at a glance that they were soldiers under the White Tiger Duke.

"Mr. Du, you don't recognize me anymore?" Dai Yueheng greeted him with a smile.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully with the light of the soul ring. A look of surprise appeared on his face instantly, "Ah! It's the eldest young master. Young master, why are you here? These are..."

Dai Yueheng smiled slightly and said: "These are my classmates at Shrek Academy. My father and I have already exchanged letters. Is my father here?"

The old man raised his hand, and the others also put away their spirit rings. "I see. The Marshal is in the barracks, and he must have gotten up for morning exercises by now. I will take the young master and your classmates to meet him."

Dai Yuheng looked back at Xu Sanshi who was still lying on the ground and unable to get up. The other people also had pale faces and weak legs, and they were supporting each other.

Dai Yueheng smiled bitterly and said: "Looking at us like this, can we leave immediately? Let us rest for a while and then go to see father."

The old man also glanced at the embarrassed crowd and said, "Okay, then I'll send someone back to report." As he said that, he called a subordinate Soul King and gave a few instructions. The Soul King immediately took off and used the flying soul guide to return to the military camp to report the news.

After resting for a while, everyone finally recovered. Although their faces still looked ugly, they finally had the strength to move.

Everyone flew slowly towards the direction of the military camp. It was already bright in the sky and the sun was rising from the east, shining on everyone, giving everyone a layer of faint golden light.

From afar, large tracts of military camps began to appear in everyone's sight. These military camps were all built on the mountain, and some were even built on the Mingdou Mountain Range.

It is a bit inaccurate to describe this place as a military camp, because, on the side of the camp facing the west, the undulating city wall is more than thirty meters high and nearly fifty meters wide.

Although it was still early in the morning, we could already see an endless stream of convoys transporting stones from the mountains.

Soon everyone entered the military camp, and under the leadership of the old man, they arrived at a tent without any obstruction.

Compared with other tents, this cowhide tent was much larger. It was hexagonal and made entirely of dark brown tanned cowhide. There were not many guards around, only two teams of about 30 White Tiger guards patrolling.

Led by the old man, everyone entered the tent and saw a strong man practicing boxing. His movements were simple and ancient, but every time he threw a punch, there would be a dull explosion in the air.

The man had golden hair fluttering in the air, and his upper body was bare, revealing his solid bronze muscles. He was probably nearly two meters tall. From the side, one could see that his face, which looked as if it had been chiseled by a knife, was so resolute.

As if sensing their arrival, the man slowly closed his fists and stood up, taking a long breath, and a roar like a tiger's roar was heard. In an instant, strong winds were blowing within a few hundred meters around the big cowhide tent. It was really like a tiger descending. The chilling aura made every Shrek Academy disciple feel like their hair was standing on end.

(End of this chapter)