Douluo, the goddess has become my cloud girlfriend!

Chapter 49

Hearing the shout, Ling Yun stood up quickly, and under the gaze of everyone, walked onto the stage together with Zhu Jie who was opposite.

As soon as the two sides stood still, Zhu Jie frowned and asked, "Are you really a soul master?!"

Looking at Ling Yun's nonchalant expression, his small eyes were full of anger.

In previous years, he had participated in the Freshman Competition and was a genius who won the championship.

Even if Ling Yun is really the soul master, he shouldn't be underestimated so much.

You must know that geniuses can be challenged by leapfrogging. It is written like this in ancient books and novels.

"Admit defeat, the gap between us is too big."

Ling Yun seemed uninterested, and continued: "I don't have the habit of bullying children."

Zhu Jie, who was on the opposite side, became even more angry when he heard this.

He clenched his fists and shouted, "You will pay for your ignorance and arrogance."

"Since you are so persistent..."

"Then I'll let you have one hand. No martial soul."

Ling Yun shook his head, not trying to persuade him.

Under the arena, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar again.

"This man's expression is too cheap, I really want to go up and beat him."

"He came to compete, he came to brag..."

"To be reasonable, although I am also very optimistic about Ling Yun, Zhu Jie should not be underestimated either. If he is really arrogant enough to use no martial soul, then I'm sure he will definitely lose."

"Wait, he didn't take money from the Seventh Elder, did he say it on purpose?"

"..."

At the elders' table, the Seventh Elder shook his head and laughed: "This child is still too young, and his understanding of martial arts is too shallow. It is a joke to think that only physical body can compete with martial arts."

"Then I will congratulate the Seventh Elder in advance."

"Fuck, luck."

The Great Elder's face was gloomy, and he was very dissatisfied with Ling Yun's expression.

Although the battle hasn't started yet, according to his arrogant attitude, he probably has to lose.

The head of the family, Zhu Ziqing, smiled playfully, and said softly: "The talent is first-class, the heart is good, ha ha!"

"Knock it, knock it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from his chair, staring fixedly at the ring not far away.

Next to him, the other elders also stood up from their chairs with the same expressions of seeing a ghost.

On the ring, Zhu Jie, who summoned the ghost civet, just used his second soul skill, ghost scale claw.

As a result, Ling Yun in front of him suddenly disappeared.

In the audience's field of vision, the ghostly figure circled behind Zhu Jie in a blink of an eye, and then slashed at his shoulder with a knife.

"thump!"

The huge force from his shoulders made Zhu Jie fall to the ground in an instant.

He looked at the front with a confused face, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

As soon as Ling Yun raised his foot, he planned to kick him out of the ring like a ball, but after thinking about what the Patriarch said before, he gave up this idea.

He reached out and grabbed Zhu Jie's back collar, dragging him out of the ring like a dead dog.

"I said it all, you are not qualified to let me make a move."

After pretending to be aggressive, Ling Yun turned around gracefully, and walked off the ring gracefully under the astonished eyes of everyone.

Looking at the figure surrounded by everyone, Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her little heart was beating wildly.

It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
At this moment, no matter how she looked at Ling Yun, she felt pleasing and satisfied.

At the elders' table, the elders and the head of the family sat back to their original positions one after another.

Although the expressions on their faces were different, they all showed shock.

"This kid, what a monster!"

"My Zhu family's martial soul is outstanding in attacking agility, but that little fellow Ling Yun can reach the speed of crushing the geniuses of the same generation with only his physical body. Such a rare talent is rare in my life."

"No matter what the Great Elder thinks, I will accept this door-to-door son-in-law."

Hearing this, the Great Elder restrained his expression, and said calmly: "Let me discuss with Ling Yun, and don't force him. If such a genius has a different intention, it may not be a good thing for the Zhu family."

Zhu Ziqing's eyes flickered slightly, and a certain idea in his heart was completely rejected by him.

Just like what the Great Elder said, for such a peerless evildoer with extraordinary bones and talents, he can only try his best to win him over, and he can't do any unnecessary mistakes.

After all, he is not really a direct line of the Zhu family.

However, fortunately, he is still young, as long as he is trained properly and given more pampering, he will definitely be another peak nursing home of the Zhu family.

In the last game, there were no surprises.

It fell on the heads of Zhu Zhuqing and Ling Yun.

Both of them are outstanding and leading figures of the Zhu family's new generation.

This kind of peak confrontation is the scene that all the disciples like to see the most.

However, just after the two came to power, the situation was reversed.

Ling Yun, who was always as fierce as a tiger towards his opponents, was surprisingly steady this time, and it could also be said... gentle as water?
On the opposite side, Zhu Zhuqing summoned his martial soul, but when the sharp claws were about to land on Ling Yun, he deliberately missed it, and his figure just collided with Ling Yun, and the two of them wrestled together.

【It's over, I don't want to hit him, what should I do? 】

[He didn't seem to hit me either. 】

【What is this little rascal moving his hands around? I wonder if I'm a girl? 】

[Forget it, it doesn't hurt anyway. 】

Ling Yun really didn't know how to deal with it, and was afraid of losing his favorability, and also afraid of hurting Zhu Zhuqing.

As a result, they could only toss and roll with her on the ground, playing the same fight together.

Under the arena, the enthusiasm of the disciples gradually faded.

They looked at the ring, as if they were playing house, and they were a little dumbfounded.

"What is he aiming at?"

"I'll report it, sir! That's not how he hit me!"

Zhu Chang covered his increasingly red and swollen right face, and waved to the manager on the high platform with eyes full of grievances, but was completely ignored.

"It's not fair. Why did Second Miss fight him for so long?"

Zhu Jie also looked indignant.

the other side.

The elders looked at each other with suspicion on their faces.

The shrewd and sophisticated Zhu Ziqing frowned, then loosened his brows, looked at the two on the ring with extremely complicated expressions, clenched his fists and said, "What are you afraid of, what are you here for?"

"It doesn't matter, it may be that Ling Yun's child is afraid of being blamed by the Patriarch, so he doesn't dare to hit hard, for fear of hurting Qingzhu."

The second elder said with a strange expression: "Then what is Qing Zhu doing? Is she also afraid of hurting Ling Yun?"

The Great Elder thought for a while, and argued again: "Second Miss should have been suppressed, so I can only follow Ling Yun's style of entanglement."

The Seventh Elder said with a full face of displeasure: "When you beat my grandson, why didn't you think about me, the Seventh Elder?"

Zhu Ziqing's brows stretched when he heard this, and his face softened: "That's right, what does the kid know, maybe it's because I put too much pressure on him, so he didn't dare to attack Zhuqing."

He stood up and said loudly towards the ring: "If you continue to mess around, you two should go to the back mountain and face the wall to think about it!"

After his reminder, Ling Yun quickly hugged Zhu Zhuqing across his waist.

A perfect princess hug came in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)