Awakens a martial spirit every ten levels

Chapter 42 The Challenge from Yan
The next day, early in the morning.

Han Ming woke up early.

Lin Wanwan's arrival made him very uncomfortable.

Even if they are sleeping in their own rooms, it still feels weird.

Log in to the game.

After leaving the door of the hotel, Han Ming saw an acquaintance, which made his eyes shine.

Because it was Su Yuntao who came.

"Oh, you've come out, come with me quickly. A big man has come to the Wuhun Temple."

Su Yuntao looked anxious.

"Big man?"

"Isn't it the Pope coming in person?"

Han Ming was puzzled.

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In the side hall of Wuhun Hall.

Han Ming met the big man that Brother Tao mentioned.

The other party was dressed in black, and there seemed to be many phantoms around him, and his face could not be seen at all.

"Ghost Douluo!"

Han Ming was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to appear after a night of absence.

This also shows the Pope's attitude.

"Hmph, boy, you are so arrogant, you made me wait for you for so long."

Ghost Douluo Guimei snorted coldly, and a strong coercion rushed towards Han Ming.

He wants to teach this kid a lesson.

One must know that Ghost Douluo is a level 95 Super Douluo, he is confident that once the coercion comes out, this kid will be crushed to the brim.

For example, at this time, Su Yuntao was already lying on the ground on all fours.

This is still not targeted.

Otherwise, this terrifying coercion would turn him into a puddle of mud.

however.

What Han Ming is most afraid of is coercion. He has seen many such masters in his previous life.I can also be regarded as one of the masters.

Especially after being reborn, he clearly felt that his spiritual will was much stronger than in his previous life.

As if he had never heard of the heavy terrifying aura, he saluted slightly without being humble or overbearing: "I have seen you, senior."

"what."

Ghost Douluo made a soft sound, startled for a while.

With his strength, he can naturally see Han Ming's level.

But level 20.

But he was able to ignore his coercion as nothing, chatting and laughing happily.

How could this not surprise him.

His vision is very high, and he has seen a lot of geniuses.

Even the golden generation that made Wuhundian feel so proud, no one can face his level of coercion and still maintain a calm attitude.

"Boy, you are very nice. Come with me, His Majesty wants to see you."

Unknowingly, Ghost Douluo admired Han Ming a little more.

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Wuhun City is majestic and majestic.

The lair of Wuhundian.

Among them, the most masters on the mainland have gathered.

At this time, Han Ming was brought to the Pope's Palace by Ghost Douluo.

"Your Majesty, someone has brought it here."

After Ghost Douluo bowed and saluted, the person disappeared.

The hall is very empty.

A beautiful figure sits on a gorgeous throne.

She was dressed in a black luxurious robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless precious stones.

Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so different.

Especially the invisible nobility and holiness exuded from the body, it is even more unbearable to have the feeling of worshiping.

she is pretty.

I really don't know what Yu Xiaogang was thinking, brain twitch? Han Ming couldn't help but slander.

"presumptuous."

The indifferent drink almost pierced Han Ming's eardrums and interrupted his rude gaze.

"I have seen His Majesty the Pope."

At this moment, Han Ming woke up with a start.

"Where are the original things in the box?" Bibi Dong didn't know when there was a box made of white jade in his hand.

She kept opening and closing the box, playing with it in her hands.

Rakshasa God Nian. Han Ming understood it at a glance.

Without hesitation, he took out the beads that stored the Rakshasa god's chanting.

next moment.

Somehow, the thing fell into Bibi Dong's hands.

At this moment, even if Han Ming didn't look at it, he could know how moved His Majesty the Pope was.

for a long time.

"what do you want?"

If we say that Bibi Dong's voice was very high and far away before, it made people feel unattainable.

Now there is finally a touch of human fireworks.

"I want to be His Majesty's disciple."

Han Ming boldly expressed his thoughts.

Children are the only ones that can be dismissed with a jelly bean. We are all adults, and we must strive to maximize our interests.

If you let this opportunity go, you are a real fool.

Moreover, Han Ming is very measured and knows the opponent's bottom line.

"Oh?"

Bibi Dong was also a little surprised, she didn't expect Han Ming to make such a bold and rude request.

but.

Kind of fun.

"You actually want to be my disciple? Then you know, not everyone can become my disciple. It requires not only luck, but also talent and strength."

"Do you have these?"

Bibi Dong said playfully.

"Of course." Han Ming replied firmly.

At this time, you can't be cowardly, you have to be confident.

Besides, he does have the capital of self-confidence.

The talent of stealing martial souls made him stronger than those with twin martial souls.

And he is sure that he will have more martial spirits in the future, this kind of growth is extremely terrifying.

In the near future, who can be my enemy?
A man must be ambitious.

It's not shameful.

"Okay, then you can prove yourself."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, three people walked out from the side hall.

On the left and right sides, there is a young man with black hair and red hair.

In the middle is a beautiful girl.

The three of them seemed to be walking side by side, but upon closer inspection, it was found that the distance between the two young men and the girl was always half a step apart.

This half step is an insurmountable gully.

Represents the dignity of a girl's identity.

Looking at these three people, Han Ming's eyelids twitched.

Because these are the golden generation of Wuhundian: Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan.

"For defeating them, I can consider the reward you requested and accept you as a disciple."

After the three of them entered the arena, Bibi Dong slowly offered the conditions.

however.

Bibi Dong's words fell on the ears of these three people like a bolt from the blue.

How dare someone make a request to His Majesty the Pope?

More importantly, he actually asked to become a disciple of His Majesty the Pope?
Let me ask, which one of the few favored sons of heaven on these three continents does not fear Bibi Dongru as a god.

Now there are people who dare to make demands on their gods.

This, it has to be said, is a crazy idea.

But it also offended them.

"Your Majesty the Pope, please let me fight. Teach this arrogant kid a lesson."

Yan stood up first.

He secretly thought: This guy who doesn't know what awe is must be taught a painful lesson.

Moreover, in addition to maintaining the majesty of the golden generation of Wuhundian.He couldn't tolerate anyone getting closer to Hu Liena.

"Well, but don't use soul skills."

Bibi Dong agreed lightly.

"Boy. Let me let you know that there is a price to pay for arrogance,"

With crazy eyes, Yan growled.

It's such a good dog to lick until the end, with nothing left, it should be you, but Han Ming doesn't have much sympathy for this mad dog-like guy.

He shook his head disdainfully and said, "Since you are looking for death, I don't mind teaching you to be a man."

Facing the Flame Lord, he is still not afraid.

If it is said that Yan's martial soul has evolved into a flame king, they can compete with each other.

Han Ming, who is above the Flame Emperor, surrendered directly.

But having said that, this flame lord is really not enough to watch.

After Yan confidently activated his martial soul, he froze.

"Haotian Hammer!"

Not only Yan, but even Hu Liena and Xie Yue were astonished.

"bang"

The head of the Clear Sky Hammer hit the ground heavily.

Han Ming stepped on it with one foot, and hooked his fingers at Yan with one hand.

"Come here."

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