Douluo: I have a super god system

Chapter 108 The Son of the Great Elder

"Little princess, sir, are you saying that Ning Rongrong is also among this group of people?"

As if shocked by thunder, Tianjiao quickly recalled the last image projected just now, and the boy and girl who hadn't spoken when he received him.

Even those elders seemed to be asking for his opinion, and all these seemed to be connected in series.

The voice was trembling: "The one next to the little princess, is it?"

The old lady nodded, with a little gratification in her eyes: "That's right, the number one genius of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Some sighed and said: "The news I received before is that he went out with the little princess and went to some intermediate college to study. Why did he appear here? Could it be that these people are the students and teachers of that college?"

Tianjiao thought for a while, then nodded: "It should be, although those adults have not shown their strength, but the subordinates have also felt some pressure from them, at least they are at the level of Soul Emperor."

Thinking of the group of teenagers who amazed him and the adults who felt the pressure, Tianjiao seemed to understand something: "A group of geniuses and a few soul emperors, such talents, it should be normal for him to want to befriend them."

"Do not."

The old lady shook her head, looked at the somewhat bewildered Tian Jiao, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "You don't understand, for a genius like him, there is no need to think about these things at all."

There was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "If it's just a few soul emperors, he can kill them with all means, and those geniuses are nothing compared to him."

Tian Jiao was shocked.

He knew that the wizard was powerful, but he was only eleven or twelve years old, and he could kill the Soul Emperor. If he said that, wouldn't it be that the strength he was proud of was not worth mentioning.

After being dazed for a while, Tian Jiao slowly opened his mouth and said, "Then what is he doing for?"

The old lady looked at the young man, her eyes were also a little dazed: "I don't know, how can we subordinates figure out his thoughts."

Shaking her head slightly, and putting these thoughts to the back of her mind, the old lady smiled: "For the time being, just pretend that you don't know about these things. For those few geniuses, pay close attention to their soul fighting, and stop them in time if they are in danger."

Tianjiao nodded immediately: "This subordinate understands."

Seeing the old lady standing up again and picking up the kettle, Tian Jiao understood and left the room quickly.

Standing outside the door, Tianjiao thought for a while, and walked towards a core area of ​​the fighting spirit field.

"My lord, why are you here?"

Seeing the mixed projections in the room, all of which were projecting the scene of the fighting spirit in real time, Tian Jiao frowned slightly and looked at the fat uncle who was coming.

"I'm here to check some information, who among those geniuses will be the first to end the soul fight?"

The fat uncle's eyes wandered around, and he walked quickly to a pile of papers of his height in the corner, rubbed them slightly, and his soul was shocked, and a form recording the number plate battle flew out.

After reading it again, the fat uncle stepped forward quickly: "The group of people received by the lord personally, except for one named Tang San, did not record the names of the others, only the number plates, and the next first match will be a competition." It's number 89."

Tianjiao's face turned red, it was indeed his fault, according to the rules, every person who comes to fight a soul needs to record his name, age, and test soul power level.

However, Tianjiao is not an ordinary person, and his slightly red face quickly returned to normal: "Who is his opponent?"

The fat uncle smiled and said: "The person who is fighting is a descendant of the Li family in Tianshui City. Li Ming is 22 years old and has a soul power level of 27."

"Li Ming."

Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, he was very unfamiliar with this name, but he knew the Li family very well.

Tianshui City is a big force, and it has a lot of power in Tianshui College.

Especially in this generation, there is a genius, Li Xuan, whose family spirit: Black Panther, is only sixteen years old, and has already reached level 35 spirit power.

It was rumored in the outside world that someone from Tianshui Academy had proposed that Li Xuan be a reserve member of the Tianshui team to compete in the Elite Competition a year later.

Although this news has been proven to be false in the intelligence he received, it cannot be denied that Li Xuan's status in Tianshui College is not low.

And he has reliable news that the Li family is urging Li Xuan to pursue Shui Binger, the captain of the Tianshui team, as soon as possible.

As the captain of the Tianshui team, Shui Binger has a very high status in Tianshui College, and his father is also the dean of Tianshui College. If Li Xuan takes her down, not only will Li Xuan be able to enter the Tianshui team smoothly, but also The Li family's status in Tianshui City will be greatly elevated.

After thinking for a while, Tianjiao said: "Arrange two soul kings to guard when the soul fight begins. If Wu Jinsong is in any life-threatening situation, rescue him immediately."

The fat uncle frowned slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Generally speaking, the Soul Arena does not arrange for rescue personnel, although this event, in order to ensure the safety of those geniuses, rescue personnel were set up.

But this kind of battle at the level of a great soul master will only allow one soul master to rescue him.

And under the age of 25, there is basically no soul fighting spirit, so the highest level of rescuers is the soul sect level.

But now, for this little big soul master battle, the soul king was mobilized to rescue, and there were two of them at once.

Thinking that number 89 was an important person in his heart, the fat uncle nodded: "Yes."

Looking at the hesitant fat uncle, Tian Jiao asked with a smile: "Is there any question?"

The fat uncle frowned slightly: "This Li Ming is the eldest son of the elder of the Li family. He is very favored and has a relatively close relationship with Li Xuan. If he is in danger later, will the person we arrange need help?" save."

"The eldest son of the great elder."

Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, looked at the fat uncle who was a little nervous, and said with a smile: "As long as he doesn't insist on killing himself, the person you arrange can save him."

The problem is that he will kill himself.

Li Ming is the most dangerous soul master at the level of a great soul master in the soul fighting arena, not because he is the strongest, but because eight out of ten soul masters who fought with him are dead, and the other two are because He can't beat and lose.

Seeing Tian Jiao who had already moved the stool and sat down, the fat uncle opened his mouth, and finally kept the words in his heart.

I was already hoping from the bottom of my heart that Li Ming would not go too far this time.

As the No. [-] figure in the auction house, Master Tianjiao basically doesn't care about things, so he arranges idle jobs for himself, registers as soul fighters, and often sneaks out to play.

This time, it seemed that he had to wait here to watch the battle of No. 89 for the first time. This was the first time he had seen it since entering the Soul Arena.

Is this what he meant or what Master Qing meant? The fat uncle thought for a while, his head was getting bigger, and both sides were troublesome.

He beckoned to a man, murmured something in his ear, the man nodded, glanced at Tian Jiao with closed eyes, turned and left the room.

(End of this chapter)