Douluo: Draw the sword hundreds of millions of times, Bibi Dong is addicted

Bibi Dong asked in a deep voice.

Chapter 78 Three months, reward

"It's just my seat's test for the Holy Son, and he passed."

"Okay, let's go, Xiao Wei, let's go back."

"As for Xiao Wei's talent, don't make it public for now. Otherwise, it will be suppressed!"

Qian Daoliu gave an order in a flat voice.

"Yes!"

The three trembled and said quickly.

With a smile on his face, Huang Wei walked towards Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong stretched out her jaded hands, and directly hugged Huang Wei into her arms.

This sudden move caused Huang Wei's head to crash for a short time.

So fragrant and so soft.

This was his instinctive first impression.

"Teacher is very worried." A soft voice entered Huang Wei's ears and echoed in his mind.

At this moment, she was no longer that cold Bibi Dong who was high above her.

It's more like a mother who is worried about her son's loss and finds her son again.

Huang Wei's pupils shrank, and the invincible sword heart was touched.

Perhaps the only thing that can touch it is something like this...

"Teacher, don't worry, I'm fine..."

Huang Wei's plain eyes were replaced by moved emotions at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Jin Crocodile, Jiang Mo and Qian Daoliu all had complex emotions in their eyes.

But he didn't bother.

"Ah."

"let's go."

After hugging for a while, Bibi Dong took Huang Wei's hand, turned around and walked outside.

Although Huang Wei is not her son, but his direct disciple, she now regards Huang Wei as her own son.

Not a son, but better than a son.

At that moment just now, she was really afraid of losing each other.

At the moment when the other party came out, she couldn't help but hugged him directly into her arms. At that moment, all the worries in her heart disappeared.

When the figures of the two gradually walked out of the door.

Huang Wei turned his head and met Qian Daoliu's eyes.

On Qian Daoliu's indifferent face, there was a gentle smile.

Huang Wei turned around again, and the two left the place.

"It seems that Bibi Dong regards him as his son." Golden Crocodile said with a sigh.

Qian Daoliu said: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, I don't care about their things."

"Falling the devil, protect the Holy Son."

He looked at Jiang Mo and said.

"It's a great offering!" Jiang Mo nodded solemnly.

Jiang Mo said: "Big tribute, the Holy Son is being targeted by the evil soul master. We must find the evil soul master's lair as soon as possible and wipe it out completely. If this is the case, no one can threaten the Holy Son!"

"No need, he is very strong now, and his strength will only become stronger after he obtains the sixth spirit ring. As long as the evil spirit master doesn't produce too powerful Douluo, it won't cause him too much problem."

"These evil soul masters can just become the sharpening stone of the Holy Son."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, with a relaxed expression on his face, he didn't pay attention to the evil soul masters at all. At this moment, in his opinion, the evil soul masters really had their value.

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of Jin Crocodile and Jiang Mo shrank suddenly.

For Qian Daoliu to say this, it must have a lot to do with the explosion just now.

"Go to subdue the devil." Qian Daoliu didn't say much.

"Subordinates retire!"

Jiang Mo turned around, with ups and downs in his heart, and left quickly.

Immediately after seeing each other, only Qian Daoliu and Jin Crocodile were left here.

The relationship between the two can be described as very old iron.

The golden crocodile asked bluntly: "Crap, what happened just now to make you say such and such?"

"My angel holy sword is cracked."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and recalled the ending of the sword just now, then opened his eyes, his emotions were at a loss, and he slowly said these two words from his mouth.

Of course it's just cracked, not broken.

Cracked means that there is a crack in the sword body.

If this is the same level, it may not be a big problem.

But the object that made it break was only the sword of a quasi-soul emperor.

This made him have to be shocked.

And he could feel that the sword was heavy!

The golden crocodile turned pale with shock: "How is that possible! Even with my full strength, it is impossible to break your holy angel sword! Although he is a quasi-soul emperor, he is a genius, but how could that sword break your holy angel sword?"

"You must not have used your full strength!" Golden Crocodile comforted himself.

"No, the Angelic Holy Sword's simple attack has nothing to do with using or not using full power, but its own quality."

"The quality of the Holy Angel Sword is unquestionable, but I only used the power of the Titled Douluo to condense it, and did not use the power of a demigod."

"But it's shocking enough."

Qian Daoliu shook his head and said.

"No matter what, his future achievements are limitless. When I leave the customs, you will protect him for me."

"As for Xue'er, I have other arrangements."

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile nodded: "Understood."

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After leaving the shrine, Bibi Dong didn't ask Huang Wei anything.

Huang Wei returned to the villa area.

Bibi Dong returned to the Pope's Palace.

Soon, three months passed in a blink of an eye.

In the villa of the Son of God.

Huang Wei was waving the platinum sword in his hand as usual.

Sweat all over my body.

In three months, coupled with his super-adaptive talent, he finally managed to master the platinum sword's [-] kg weight with his current physical fitness.

For the past three months, I have drawn my sword every day.

But the number is pitifully small.

Because the sword was too heavy, his hands were easily tired and sweaty.

But even so, he gritted his teeth and never gave up on his cultivation.

He has tried drawing a sword and practicing with a sword on his back.

After a long period of practice and adaptation.

After three months, he finally adapted successfully.

An arc moon blade swept out.

Exploded in the air ahead.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for accumulating 100 million times of drawing his sword. Rewards: improve the whole body attribute by one level (including soul power, mental power, physical fitness, etc.), sword control."

In three months, he only pulled 100 million times.

It's too slow.

Huang Wei sat cross-legged, feeling the changes in his body.

There is also the enlightening memory of the imperial swordsmanship in my mind.

His eyes opened suddenly, and a platinum sword appeared in his hand.

His right hand pinched out a hand formula very regularly.

Immediately, the platinum sword was supported by the soul power in the sky and flew up.

In the past, he needed to hold the sword to fight, but now he can fight without holding the sword after learning the sword control.

Wrapping the flight with soul power, he also kindly felt the heaviness of the platinum sword.

It was heavier than holding it with his hands.

After all, soul power is a kind of energy.

So he tried to increase the output of soul power.

The heaviness just disappeared.