So I went to Douluo

Her heart was instantly filled with shock.

Without him, just because it is related to God.

Every soul master is probably familiar with the legends of gods, but few people can see them with their own eyes.

But now, she saw with her own eyes the process of a god being born.

The oppressive feeling belonging to God was clearly captured by all her senses.

And she couldn't help but feel like she wanted to worship him.

And this feeling is getting stronger as Qian Renxue gradually gets closer to Tang Liu.

But, no.

Absolutely not.

…

"Are you willing to join the Spirit Hall?"

"Why should I join the Spirit Hall?"

"By joining our Wuhun Hall, you can have everything you want. Moreover, with the Wuhun you possess, coupled with your innate soul power talent, you might even be able to become our Wuhun. The Saint of Soul Palace becomes the next Pope of Wuhun Palace."

"Saint? Pope? Is he very powerful?"

"Of course, it is destined to be the one who can control the wind and rain on the Douluo Continent in the future."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Once you join our Wuhun Palace, we will send you to Wuhun Palace Academy. This is the best soul master academy in our continent. It has continuously won the Elite Competition of the Continent's Advanced Soul Master Academy." The dispatcher of the championship team. After you study in Wuhundian Academy, you may also have the opportunity to represent Wuhundian Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. No matter which one, they are supreme. glory!"

"Then I want to join the Spirit Hall!"

"Okay, good girl..."

…

But the six-year-old girl never could wait until the day when her promise was fulfilled.

She was sent to an ordinary junior soul master academy and practiced until she reached the level of a great soul master.

She thought she could finally go to Wuhundian Academy, but she was sent to Botanical Academy instead. A not-so-good high-level soul master academy.

From this moment on, the innocent little girl slowly began to understand something.

It wasn't until the man in black finally made her realize the reality.

So absolutely not!

Wuhun Palace? Isn't it just a martial soul hall? Without you, I would still be able to become a proud man of heaven, and I would still be able to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

I can also defeat your proud championship team and put myself on the throne of champion.

She, Mu Jing, does not need the Spirit Hall to control the wind and rain on the mainland!

Isn’t that just becoming a god?

What about God?

One day, she, Mu Jing, will reach that level!

There is no need to rely on Wuhun Palace, only herself!

Mu Jing has never had a moment when her mind was as clear as it is now.

The moment her martial spirit awakened, her future was actually pointed out to her.

She is destined to be the plum blossom that blooms only once every hundred years in the severe cold.

She is destined to be the Seven-Star Plum that competes with other beauties.

Her life has long been full of competition.

And she is not afraid of competition.

She is so strong.

It's because of her heart.

It’s a competitive spirit!

From the moment Mu Jing realized it clearly, the pressure of the gods no longer affected her.

She took one last faint look at Qian Renxue, who had arrived in front of Tang Liu, and then opened her eyes in reality.

What caught the eye was the pure white Douluo Palace.

"It looks like you succeeded."

A familiar voice sounded beside her. Mu Jing turned her head and saw Tang Liu's figure.

It seemed that Tang Liu in that void was just an illusion.

Mu Jing didn't say much, just said: "I'm still curious about the heart you represent."

"Guess." Tang Liu said.

Mu Jing: "If you don't say it, forget it."

Tang Liu smiled: "Okay, since you have recognized yourself, then go and join Lu Qiufeng and the others. Don't forget what I told you."

Mu Jing nodded lightly: "Don't worry, I won't forget it."

Tang Liu waved his hand, preparing to teleport her away.

Mu Jing said at this time: "Goodbye."

Tang Liu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Goodbye."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Jing disappeared into a blue-black light.

Tang Liu clasped his hands behind his back and sighed: "Although we can see you again soon... but in the end we can only say goodbye now."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became a little weird.

He twisted his body unnaturally and said to himself: "Strange, why do I feel like I've been raped?"

He glanced back at the Douluo Palace, feeling like he had caught something, but his subconscious seemed to be preventing him from continuing to think. So for a long time, he had no clue, and he didn't understand why.

"Forget it, it's important to go to the Ice and Fire Eyes."

…

Qian Renxue is completing the final divine test.

That is to inherit the throne of the God of Angels.

In order to open this final divine test for her, her grandfather Qian Daoliu had sacrificed himself.

In other words, there was no turning back for her.

She must successfully inherit the throne of the God of Angels.

Otherwise, I would be sorry for Grandpa's death.

She gradually climbed up in the void of this inheritance place, as if walking along an invisible high platform.

The further up she went, the more she felt that her affinity with the God of Angels was higher and more and more compatible. When she was about to reach the top, she couldn't help but have the illusion that she was already the god of angels.

But she knew she wasn't yet.

Because at the end of the high platform stood a figure that always gave her complicated feelings.

She has innate level 20 full soul power, possesses an absolutely top-level martial soul like an angel, has the blood of the God of Angels flowing through her body, and is absolutely the pride of heaven.

He is also innate with level 20 full soul power, the first three-life martial soul in the history of the mainland, a direct disciple of the Haotian Sect, possesses the top weapon soul Haotian Hammer, and the mysterious blue-black martial soul, which is also absolute The proud son of heaven.

But in front of him, she always ran into obstacles at every turn, and she was at a disadvantage every time she competed with him.

It was as if he was her natural nemesis.

She felt she should hate him.

Because his father killed her father.

But she didn't have much affection for her father at all.

Because she never met her father in person.

What's more, the real murderer of his father was not his father.

But she felt she should still hate him.

Because the first time they met, he made her suffer a big loss.

From then on, it was as if some inexplicable switch had been turned on. Every move she made would be perfectly disrupted by him, but it was hard for her to even see his face.

It was precisely because of his interference that their Wuhun Hall stumbled in the subsequent planning.

Because of this, she felt that she should hate him.

But……

That thing called "milk tea" and that kind of cake were novel things that she had never seen before. She really liked the taste.