Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

On the grass.

The two figures flickered like ghosts.

Bang bang!

The terrifying speed can only clearly see that it is a white and a blue, a large and a small figure.

Swish!

The cyan figure descended from the sky and made a slashing gesture.

Yikes!

The wood knife is like a boomerang, spinning in the air.

Sting!

Sharp claws slapped against the wood knife, making a piercing scraping sound.

The wood knife crackled through the air, and the leopard claw was mighty.

The two have thousands of postures, afterimages, fists and feet thunder, like a dragon fighting a tiger.

The intense rhythm of the attack is dazzling to watch.

Bang!

A dull voice suddenly sounded.

The cyan figure was instantly shot away and fell heavily on the grass.

Cough cough~

He struggled to get up, but found that his body was as heavy as Mount Tarzan, and he couldn't move.

Lifting up slightly, I felt that the strength of my whole body had been exhausted, and I had to give up lying down.

I don't know how many times he was knocked down, but this time, Su Ming couldn't stand up after all.

He flicked his fingers, but his fingers did not move at all, and he said dryly, "Teacher Xu Lin, let's come here today."

"Good."

The man in white kneeling on the ground was amnestied, nodded heavily, and spit out a word.

He braced his knees with his hands and stood up tremblingly.

Tick tock, beads of sweat dripping from the tip of the chin.

The original snow-white clothes were already dirty, and the skin was exposed through cracks.

What is even more jaw-dropping is his mannerisms.

I saw that the muscles of his right foot kept shaking, as if he was swinging, and his left leg was on the sole of his toe, and he lightly touched the ground with his thumb.

The body swayed left and right, as if it would fall at any moment.

Forcibly stabilizing his standing posture, Xu Lin, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, glanced at Su Ming with swollen panda eyes, his expression full of resentment and horror.

Although his forehead was beating with every step, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Walk.

Come on.

While this guy can't move, hurry up and leave by yourself.

The incomparably firm belief has been supporting his body, limping, slowly walking into the distance until it disappears.

If there was a regret medicine, Xu Lin swore that he would rather hunt a hundred year soul beast than be Su Ming's sparring partner.

This, this is called sparring?

Xu Lin's back was very embarrassing, and Su Ming, who had suffered the most attacks, his situation was even worse.

The face is blue and swollen, and even with black blackness, he can't see the handsome appearance before.

Not only the clothes on the body are also a Dawsonson claw mark.

Even the weight-bearing armor inside was shattered, and pieces of iron were hoisted out piece by piece.

Although he didn't bleed, he felt his whole body swell and hurt to death, and the devil knows how many beatings he had received.

The strength of the Great Soul Master is really terrifying~

[Drip! ] The host and the Great Soul Master fought fiercely, and although the other party did not use soul skills, they were still courageous and rewarded with a wisp of golden power. 】

【Drip! Berserk Body is stimulated, strength +3, defense +4, spiritual power +3. With a

piece of snow lotus leaf obtained by defeating Tang San in his mouth, Su Ming chewed it slowly.

The breeze blows, and all the sweat on the body evaporates, feeling cool and refreshing.

The sky is blue, quiet and mysterious, and white clouds slowly drift towards the sky.

Feeling that the years were quiet, Su Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's so beautiful."

Swish!

I don't know how long it took, Su Ming supported the ground with his hands and slowly stood up.

Then, walk slowly towards the classroom.

Syllable!

The classroom door was pushed open, and Su Ming walked in slowly.

It was not uncommon for Su Ming to be late, but seeing the miserable appearance on his body, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Miserable!

Tragic!

Did this guy fall into the den of soul beasts?

"Su Ming, are you all right?"

The female teacher hurriedly walked over, her eyes kept looking at Su Ming, who was beaten into a big fat man, and her voice was trembling when asking.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Su Ming waved his hand and slowly walked towards his seat.

A little tired?

You call this a little tired?

The female teacher's beautiful eyes instantly straightened.

Classrooms, silent.

Everyone looked at the extremely embarrassed figure, unable to imagine what was happening.

Su Ming, but the academy boss, how could anyone hurt him?!

Inside the classroom, only two people knew what was happening.

To be able to make Su Ming so hard, it is absolutely impossible to be a soul master.

Great Soul Master!

This guy was definitely at war with the Great Soul Master just now!

The two were shocked and inexplicable.

One person's eyes were bulging, faintly anxious.

The other lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.

Rumble!

Su Ming sat hard on the chair, and the table was knocked out of position.

The swollen thighs emerged from the torn trouser legs, purple and bruised.

Xiao Wu pursed her mouth and quickly moved the table back to its original position for him, not daring to look at him the whole time, completely lacking the original spiciness and wildness.

Su Ming shifted his gaze and gasped, "I still have some problems with my body style, can I do me a favor at night?"

Boom!

The delicate body trembled violently, and Xiao Wu revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"No, no problem."

The trembling voice was slightly crying.

"Don't worry, I'll tap it."

"Hmm~" The

crying cavity coming out of the throat became even louder.

Su Ming, "...".

......

Early morning.

As soon as the sky cleared, a small figure scurried around in the teaching area of the college, as if looking for something.

Finally, he sighed and reluctantly left here.

When I came to the Junior Soul Master Academy, although I was not the most likable character, I was not like that.

Is it really like Mr. Shuren:

[I have always been afraid to speculate Chinese with the worst malice, but I did not expect and did not believe that it would be so cruel. Su

Ming, who had hope for Teacher Wang Wenlong, had to face the cruel reality at this moment.

Yes, Teacher Wang Wenlong, the War Soul Master of the Min Attack Department, is not in the office.

I heard from the headmaster that he had resigned from the Soul Master Academy.

I heard that he went to travel far away in search of spring blossoms.

The carriage was bought last night, and the people left last night.

Just like Teacher Xu Lin at the beginning.

Having known each other for so long, not even leaving a parting word, Su Ming couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Academy, one less belligerent object.

Su Ming left angrily and continued to return to the back mountain to practice light skills.

When I returned to the valley, I saw that the originally green grassy valley was bare, as if locusts had crawled through.

In the middle, there is also a canal three meters wide and thirty meters long, and the murky water in it is more like mud.

In that canal, floating buckets with a diameter of 20 cm floated, and the top was full of mud.

And on the shore, there are several rows of floating barrels of different sizes, the smallest of which looks smaller than the palm of a hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cyan figure flew up and rushed towards the canal.

He tapped the barrel on his tiptoes, and the barrel made a loud noise, and the water rippled.

And after ten knocking drums, there was another "pop" sound.

Tsing Yi's new figure suddenly disappeared.

Two seconds later, a clay figure crawled out and took a mouthful of muddy water out of his mouth.

【Drip! Congratulations to the host for practicing light work once, proficiency +1. 】

Poof!

【Drip! Congratulations to the host for practicing light work once, proficiency +1. 】

Poof!

【Drip! ......】

......

Spring goes to autumn.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

In the valley, birds are singing and grass is luxuriant.

The muddy canals have been refilled and grass has grown on the ground.

And here, Su Ming's figure has disappeared.

Deep in the valley, the water rolls and the pond bursts with waves.

The waterfall rushed down the cliff face like a silver dragon, making a rumbling roaring sound. The

originally complete flow of water was now cracked.

In the thin flow of water in the middle, a figure is sitting cross-legged.

His body exuded black soul power, and even if it collided violently with the impactful flowing water, he still didn't move.

With the passage of time, gradually, the boy began to grit his teeth, and the black light on his body became looming.

Poof!

Losing his soul protection, the boy ends up falling into the pond.

Climbing ashore, Su Ming wiped a handful of water on his face, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I saw that his left hand made a sword gesture, and black light overflowed from the middle finger of his index finger, forming the appearance of a long sword.

The long sword does not look illusory, it looks like black crystal, crystal clear, sharp and piercing.

Swish!

Su Ming swung out violently, and the black sword was as fast as lightning. With

a bang, he actually fell directly into the solid cliff.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth rose, and he was just about to celebrate this great moment, but there were footsteps in his ears.

"I don't know where you got so many weird ideas."

Tang Hao looked at Su Ming condescendingly, and his cold eyes couldn't help but show admiration.

He rarely had this idea about a person, and he never admired many people.

Not to mention, the person in front of him was a seven-year-old child.

But after a year, he had to admire.

Whether it is from perseverance or talent, the person in front of him seems to be born for cultivation.

Sometimes he even wondered if he could surpass him if he was his contemporary.

Perhaps, the two can achieve a generation of good stories in chess against opponents.

Su Ming stood up with a carp and asked curiously,

"Is the senior planning to leave?"

Tang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thick power pressed over.

Like Mount Tai pressing to the top, Su Ming's face turned pale, and he immediately used the strength of his whole body.

I saw that the muscles of his arms burst out, revealing perfect lines through his wet clothes, just looking, his strong body gave people an explosive beauty.

But he is not a soul master, how can he resist the title Douluo.

Su Ming's feet slowly submerged into the soil, his face showed pain, and green tendons appeared, but he just frowned, and his eyes were not shocked.

"Good."

Tang Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and he slowly spit out two words.

In an instant, all the pressure on his body disappeared, and Su Ming gasped. Tang Hao

nodded with satisfaction, "With your current physical fitness, it is already comparable to ordinary Great Soul Masters, hehe, I can't imagine that I, Tang Hao, can actually witness the growth of a little monster."

"Su Ming, in the future, you can definitely become the first soul master in the entire continent, and the first soul ring is a thousand-year soul ring!"

In the end, Tang Hao's cold voice surged with waves, and even Su Ming could hear the envy in his words.

It was the first time that he felt this emotion from Tang Hao's mouth, and Su Ming smiled dumbly, and his heart was also a little excited.

"Ahem, with my current physique, there are still some risks in bearing the thousand-year soul ring, I think I can exercise again and see if I can talk about it until 2,000 years."

Tang Hao, "..."

Tang Hao's eyes were half-narrowed, and for the first time he moved the urge to punch Su Ming.

Feeling that Tang Hao's eyes were wrong, the corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched sharply, and he didn't speak.

After being silent for a while, Tang Hao looked at Su Ming with a serious expression, and said coldly, "Su Ming, your soul power cultivation method is useful to me, you can put forward a condition, if I can do it, I will try to satisfy you." "

Soul power cultivation?

With a stir in his heart, Su Ming was quite surprised, but he did not expect that Tang Hao took a fancy to his cultivation method.

"Any conditions are okay?"

The smile on Su Ming's face was strange, the latter had already reported himself to the house just now, obviously he didn't plan to hide it. "I said, I can do it,

you kid don't ask for a price, it's really urgent, Laozi can do everything."

Tang Hao's face turned pale, and the wine gourd in his hand exploded.

Only a loud boom was heard, and the pond rushed up tens of meters of water column, and the ground shook.

Tick tock, countless water droplets smashed on the two, magnificent and magnificent.

Haotian Douluo is bullying?

Su Ming naturally didn't believe it, and chuckled, "I haven't thought about the conditions yet, so I should owe it first, and wait until I need it."

Tang Hao sighed, seemingly a little helpless, in his opinion, Su Ming was the easiest to raise conditions at this time.

"Since you guessed that the old man is leaving, you are not afraid that I will not return, and you will be left behind?"

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and replied, "Senior became a gentleman, do you want me to be this villain?" Worthy of being

naturally intelligent, Tang Hao nodded, "It's okay, just be the old man owes first, one day you need it, you can ask the old man."

"In a word!"

Being able to reach a deal with Tang Hao, Su Ming had no reason to refuse.

Tang Hao did not ask about the specific cultivation method, and disappeared after getting permission from Su Ming.

"Haotian Douluo is worthy of Haotian Douluo, but heroic!"

Looking at the direction Tang Hao left, Su Ming sighed with some admiration.

He practiced many times, but in fact, Tang Hao was present.

With the spiritual perception of Title Douluo, how could he not detect how he tempered his soul power.

If I change to other soul masters, I am afraid that I will steal it directly.

Also conditions?

Soul masters learn from each other, what conditions do they need to mention?!

Dead people, there will be no conditions!

As for the soul power tempering method of "condensing soul power into cyclone fusion collision".

In fact, it was the result of Su Ming trying one by one according to the early cultivation methods of several fantasy novels, and failed many times.

The reason why this is so is to improve the explosive power of the soul ring soul technique.

Because Su remembered that the more soul power the soul ring poured in, the stronger the soul technique.

In terms of orders of magnitude, they have no advantage for the time being, and they can only improve the quality and close the gap.

A hundred years soul technique against a thousand year soul technique? Su Ming said so-so is acceptable.

[Host: Su Ming. 】

[Soul power: level 10.] 【

Martial Soul: Wood Knife (Quality Purple: 621/5000)】

【Special Physique: Berserk Body. 】

【Gongfa Soul Technique: Tuna Technique, Light Gong (Perfection), Golden Crow Dao Method (Perfection), Mixed Element Drawing and Slashing, Spirit Gathering Technique. 】

[Possession items: Nine Pins Zizhi, Flying Soul Guide, Millennium Snow Wolf Meat, Fire Python Essence Blood, Snow Lotus, Thousand Shen Silver...]

[Strength: 58.

[Defense: 46.

[Spirit: 66. Looking

up at the rising sun, Su Ming's cold face rarely showed a soft smile.