Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

"Thunder!!"

Countless thunderbolts descended, covering the entire arena.

"I saw the boss's move again. It's really strong. Compared with this one, my Thunder Net is really far behind."

The bald Lei Dong touched his head in the audience and murmured.

Under the raging thunder, Zhu Zhuqing held his breath, and later he found that the so-called coverage of the whole field was not comprehensive, there was no lightning coverage within three meters of Yu Tianxin himself as the center, this was forcing himself to appear in front of him.

There is no way, although Zhu Zhuqing is very fast, under such a dense thunder and lightning cover, he was still shocked a few times. If it wasn't for Tai Chi to remove some of the power, he might have been injured and left the field long ago.

"You showed up!"

Yu Tianxin saw Zhu Zhuqing appearing in front of her: "Longwei!"

There was a dragon roar, and it seemed that a thunder and lightning dragon was coming towards Zhu Zhuqing with its bloody mouth wide open.

"Extreme Shadow Sword Slash!"

In an instant, a flash of sword light flashed, and Zhu Zhuqing smashed the giant dragon with his sword.

"Excellent, take this trick again, and the dragon will turn into thunder!"

Countless thunderbolts struck Zhu Zhuqing, biting like thunder snakes.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

With countless swords in rapid succession, Zhu Zhuqing wiped out all these thunder snakes.

"Dragon's Wrath!!"

Yu Tianxin shouted loudly, and the dragon roared.

"Fifth soul skill, support the willow with the wind!"

In this situation, using the Jiying Sword to slash would probably hurt both sides, Zhu Zhuqing could only use the fifth soul skill.

The strong wind formed a wind barrier to resist the thunder, and then Zhu Zhuqing slashed out with a sword.

Yu Tianxin didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing to take his strongest blow, and to launch a counterattack in an instant.

In a hurry, he could only resist with Longhua's left arm, but how could he be the opponent who slashed out the sword under the blur.

It was just that Yu Tianxin was blown out in an instant.

"how can that be!"

Yu Tianxin was full of doubts, the sword energy seemed to have his own power in it: "You have stepped into the soul king?"

This reality seemed to make him a little uncomfortable, Zhu Zhuqing was already ahead of him at only a few years old, how could this be accepted, let him admit that he was not as good as the other party, and that the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus was not as good as others?

He couldn't accept it. At this moment, his heart was in a mess. He stood up and roared: "Dragon's Wrath!"

Another move, with anger, the strength seems to be stronger than before, but there are more flaws.

And Yu Tianxin had forgotten to continue to maintain the thunder that covered the field.

This allowed Zhu Zhuqing's speed to be put to good use again, just dodging the roaring dragon in an instant, and appeared in front of Yu Tianxin.

Stretching out a sword, the Nether Spirit Sword was placed in front of Yu Tianxin's neck.

The audience was dead silent...

"Boss, lost?"

"How could the boss lose?"

Lei Dong and the rest of the Thunder team were stunned, so fast, so fast, they didn't even know how they lost, how the sword was on the neck of their boss in the blink of an eye.

"Are you the soul king?"

Feeling the sharpness of the sword, Yu Tianxin swallowed, and then asked.

Zhu Zhuqing did not deny it, but nodded.

"You win, I don't complain about losing!"

Yu Tianxin spread her hands.

The audience was stunned, even the host hadn't reacted yet, and by the time he did, Yu Tianxin had already left the arena.

At this time, the whole audience was boiling.

"I won, the Nether civet won, and Yu Tianxin of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

"And have you heard that the ghost civet is already the soul king, tsk tsk, the 15-year-old soul king, the veritable number one genius in the mainland!"

"Damn it, the Nether Civet is already the soul king, how can the Thunder team and other teams fight, they can't win even if they take the lead."

"I rely on relying on relying on relying on, the ghost civet is actually the soul king, the ghost civet is awesome, and the Tai Chi team is awesome!!"

"Team Tai Chi is awesome!!"

Someone in the auditorium secretly shook his head: "I didn't expect that there would be a soul king on the side of the Tai Chi team, so I have to report it to the Pope."

Chapter 279 The Ghost Strikes

Inside the Spirit Hall.

The pope sat high in the hall, holding a scepter and watching the people kneeling down to report.

"You said that Zhu Zhuqing of the Tai Chi team is already the soul king?"

The pope looked at the people under his rank calmly.

"Back to the Pope, what I said next is true, and judging from Zhu Zhuqing's performance, he is very likely to be the biggest opponent of our Golden Generation of Spirit Hall."

The man replied.

"Well, I see, you step back."

The Pope waved lightly.

"Yes!"

The man stepped back and disappeared into the hall.

"Tsk tsk, the soul king who is less than 15 years old seems to be stronger than our golden generation. Does the Pope need me to erase it?"

A shrill voice echoed in the hall, and then a man in a black robe and a ghost mask stood beside the Pope.

The Pope did not speak, but tapped his knuckles on the throne.

"There is new news from Dai Tian. The little prince Xingluo of the Taiji team seems to be accepting the inheritance of the evil-eyed saint king."

"If the little prince succeeds in obtaining the inheritance of the Evil-Eyed Holy King, Davis will not be able to assume the position, and it will be more difficult for our Spirit Hall to control Xingluo."

The ghost-faced man smiled softly.

At this moment, the Pope's hand stopped: "You are right, such a ghost, let's go."

The ghost-faced man suddenly laughed sinisterly, and bowed slightly to the Pope: "The ghost obeys!!"

Then disappeared into the shadow of the hall.

"Tai Chi Sect, this emerging force has to find a way to control it."

The Pope said slightly, it seems that he still doesn't know that Mo Cheng is the suzerain of Tai Chi Sect.

On the tip of the moon, hang high.

Mo Cheng was studying those exercises in his room, and suddenly noticed something strange, but it was very subtle, and Mo Cheng didn't know what was strange for a while.

A dark shadow appeared in the hotel.

Take a look out of every window.

Through the window, he saw Dai Mubai lying on the bed with no fluctuations in his spirit power.

"It seems that the little prince is indeed accepting the inheritance, but it seems that the inheritance has not officially started yet."

Soi Ying thought, and then turned his gaze again.

"Zhu Zhuqing's sick cat's youngest daughter is at level 52. It seems that she has already broken through to the soul king. This Tai Chi team is hidden deep enough. The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is now at level 44. That little fat man is at level 42. It’s nothing to worry about, let’s just do that about Oscar, I can’t seem to see through this little girl, so let’s forget about it.”

The black shadow whispered outside, and then saw a boy who was cultivating in the room: "Tang San, Tang... Anyone with the surname Tang is not a good thing."

Immediately, the black shadow seemed to remember something bad happened, suddenly sullen, and walked towards that room.

Tang San was currently cultivating in the room. After knowing that Zhu Zhuqing had broken through to the Soul King, he felt that his current realm was too far behind. Even though his current spirit power was already level 45, he still felt that it was not enough.

He was concentrating on practicing, but for some reason, he suddenly felt heart palpitations, and his eyes opened suddenly. At this time, a gust of wind came and blew the window open.

Tang San was puzzled, stood up and wanted to close the window.

But at this moment the shadow seemed to be standing alone, Tang San looked at him vigilantly, his arm showing a cold light of a hidden weapon.

"What do you want to do?"

The people in the shadows came out, immediately restrained Tang San for you, and grabbed Tang San's hand with the hidden weapon.

"who are you?"

Tang San suddenly asked in a panic.

Ghost stretched out a hand and directly grabbed Tang San's neck, then asked gloomily, "Your name is Tang San?"

Tang San's neck was pinched, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't speak, his face was flushed.

"Don't kill people, it will be troublesome if you make any noise. Don't forget that there is a Titled Douluo in Tai Chi Sect. Don't attract him."

A ghost suddenly emerged from the back of the black shadow and said with a smile.

Ghost paused: "But his surname is Tang..."

"Yes, yes, although his surname is Tang, he certainly won't have the slightest relationship with that Tang Hao of the Clear Sky School."

The ghost seemed to be gloating and exposing the scars of ghosts.

Immediately, the ghost's mood began to fluctuate, and he let go of Tang San's hand, holding his head and saying: "Tang Hao, I will kill you! Die, Tang Hao, I will definitely want you to die."

Tang San fell to the ground, Yu Sheng panted heavily, he was sure that the other party must be someone from the Spirit Hall, he wanted to call for help, but the suffocation just now made him unable to make a sound for a while.

Suddenly a little desperate, I hope Teacher Mo can find out that something is wrong.

"Hey, be gentle, don't make such a loud noise, don't think about that coward Tang Hao, we forced his wife to death, assassinated so many members of the Haotian School, and he has been hiding for more than 20 years, just coward."

The ghost was talking there again.

"Yes, Tang Hao is a coward, the entire Haotian School is a coward, haha, haha!"

Ghost murmured softly, and then grabbed Tang San's neck again: "Say it quickly, say it quickly, Tang Hao is a coward, say together that I won't kill you today, say it quickly!!"

"impossible……"

Tang San struggled to say three words with his squeezed vocal cords.

"Then go to die!"

With a casual move, Ghost was about to make a ghost devour Tang San, but at this moment, a sword came.

Kill the ghostly ghost directly.

"Who?"

The ghost stared blankly at the direction the sword was coming from.

"It should be the titled Douluo from Taijimen who made the move."

"Let's go, don't make a big fuss."

The ghost behind him analyzed.

"Wait until I kill this kid before leaving."

The ghost still refused to give up.

At this time, another sword flew.

Guigui reacted quickly and dodged, but Feijian still left a shallow scratch on Guigui's ghost mask.

"hateful!"

The ghost's mask was scratched, and the ghost didn't want to swallow the breath, so it wanted to fight back, but the ghost said again: "Go, he won't let you do it, and once you make a gesture, countless people will watch and watch. His Excellency the Pope will definitely be unhappy."

Ghost paused, and a voice of gnashing teeth came out from under the mask: "This revenge is written down."