Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

The two looked at each other and stood silently waiting for Flanders. Although the others were curious, they left obediently.

"I want you to stay because I want to ask you a few questions. Of course, you can choose not to answer. After all, this involves your privacy. But you are students of the college, and I also hope to know more about you." Fran De lost his usual majesty, more like an elder asking a junior.

"You are monsters among monsters, Ning Weilan. Are you a direct disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

Ning Weilan nodded. She thought very quickly and was very smart. She immediately knew what the dean wanted to ask, "I have two martial spirits in total. I believe the dean has also heard about the occurrence of twin martial spirits." Among people, only one person has successfully cultivated, so I am thinking about waiting until I reach a certain height before trying to add a soul ring to the Seven Treasures Glazed, and also want to see if there is a chance to break through the limitations of the Seven Treasures Glazed."

Flanders thought thoughtfully, "The martial spirit Phoenix of Life has only appeared in legends, and there are not many records about it. So is it also because of this martial spirit that you can transcend levels and absorb soul rings?"

"Yes, the Phoenix of Life makes my physique higher than that of ordinary people. Of course, it is only in the soul ring year, so we can absorb it better."

"I understand."

Tang Ling thought for a moment. Flanders was a Soul Saint, just a Soul Saint. Even if his secret was revealed, Shura Palace killing him by surprise was just a child's play. As for Ning Weilan, he didn't think she Will speak out. "The Holy Light Qilin Martial Soul was born with the Holy Light Qilin, which is Xiaojin, its body. As my strength increases, it will feed back to it, and it will also feed back my ability. This ability is reflected in the soul. In terms of ring year, my first soul ring was actually just a 420 yellow soul ring, and it fed back to me that it turned into a thousand years. As my strength increases, my soul ring year will also increase."

Tang Ling paused, "As for my other martial spirit, the Flower of the Other Side." He opened his left hand, and a blood-red Flower of the Other Side slowly appeared.

"I plan to add a soul ring when I reach Soul King, which is a ten thousand year soul ring. At the same time, I can also be sure that there will be no conflict between the two martial soul soul rings."

After Tang Ling finished speaking, the other two people were silent. Flanders had seen twin martial spirits. Apart from them, Tang San had also seen them. But such a terrifying martial spirit had no limit. The years would increase. If Tang Ling grew up, Get up, all the ten thousand year soul rings... or higher... Flanders couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying existence that was.

"Remember, don't say these words to anyone. If someone with bad intentions hears it, your lives will be in danger. I will say hello to Teacher Zhao. The soul rings of the two of you have exceeded the current hunting ability of you together. He will take action when the time comes." Flanders frowned.

"Thank you, teacher." Ning Weilan bowed slightly.

"Thank you." Tang Ling also nodded.

After the conversation ended, the two of them walked towards their respective dormitories. Neither of them spoke, and even Hei Ming felt embarrassed.

"Tang Ling." Ning Weilan suddenly called him softly.

Tang Ling came back from his wandering world and looked at her, "Huh?"

"Which type do you think is better for my third soul ring?" Ning Weilan's voice was very low. She didn't dare to look into Tang Ling's eyes because it was too plain and too profound. She even felt that He has no emotions.

"Defense type."

"Why?" Ning Weilan was a little curious. For some reason, although she didn't dare to look at him, she was not afraid of him. Unlike Ning Rongrong and the others, they didn't dare to talk to her or even approach him. Maybe it was because of their martial arts skills. Maybe it’s because the soul resonates.

"Protect yourself, you can't recover for yourself." Tang Ling was still calm and cold, but he answered all her questions.

"I would rather have a group recover." Ning Weilan shook her head.

"This will add extra battery life during your battle."

Tang Ling looked at her but said nothing.

Early the next morning, everyone came to the playground after dinner, and Zhao Wuji was already standing there waiting for them.

It's just that Zhao Wuji is a little... swollen, his face is swollen a lot, and he looks more like a bear.

Tang Ling looked at him and could only say that he deserved it. Who did you bully someone else's son? But he didn't expect that Tang San was actually a descendant of the Haotian Sect, and his father was the famous Haotian Douluo Tang Hao. In this life, Tang Ling was more or less relieved that he had the protection of such a strong family.

When everyone saw Zhao Wuji like this, they almost couldn't help laughing.

"What are you looking at? Are you little bastards itchy?"

"Okay, okay, let's go, Tang Ling, you can lead the team this time."

Tang Ling acquiesced to his words, and everyone talked while walking.

"Tang San, Dai Mubai, you two are clearing the way at the front. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are on both sides to prevent sneak attacks from the flanks. Ning Weilan, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, you stand in the middle to buff others at any time, and pay attention at the same time. Don’t leave my sight, Ma Hongjun, you stay behind them to protect their safety, I will stop them.”

Everyone nodded at Tang Ling's words. Tang Ling was the strongest and most rational person here, so no one would refute him.

After the arrangements were made, everyone ran forward. This time, the role of the auxiliary soul master came into play. With Oscar's sausage and Ning Weilan's soul skills as assistance, everyone had an easy journey. They had something to eat when they were hungry and something to eat when they were tired. Recovery, if I accidentally cramped, I had treatment, which was quite enjoyable. The two assistants also supported each other. After all, Ning Weilan couldn't recover by herself.

It took a day for everyone to finally arrive at Soto City, where they planned to rest for a night.

Zhao Wuji pointed to an ordinary-looking hotel in front and said, "Let's stay here, rest for one night, and set off early tomorrow morning. You will bear the cost of accommodation and meals yourself."

Everyone sat together and ordered some food. Thinking of the two sisters Dai Mubai and Ning Weilan, Tang Ling was not short of money at all, so the meal was naturally very rich for everyone.

Tang San asked Dai Mubai, "Do you want to ask Teacher Zhao to eat with us?"

Dai Mubai shook his head and said, "No need. Although the teacher will not pay us anything for coming out with us, he will not accept any benefits from us. This is the rule set by Dean Flender."

The fat man held a big chicken drumstick in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't this good? Everything is clear. What I like most is the unpretentious feeling of the academy."

Their relationship was not noisy. Everyone was silent and didn't know what to say, so Ma Hongjun jumped up and down picking delicious food to eat.

Although this shop is small, it has a lot of customers, and only a few seats are full before it is full.

Everyone was grabbing the rice in their bowls. At this moment, a group of people walked in from outside. They were also ten people.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with shiny hair, a pair of chicken eyes, and a proud look on his face.

The few students who followed were also dressed in exquisite soul master uniforms, with the school emblem, Cang Hui, printed on them.

Canghui College.

Those students glanced at Tang Ling and others sitting here. The leading student immediately saw Ning Weilan beside him. His aggressive gaze was not concealed at all, and tears flowed from his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, this girl is pretty. Why don't you follow me?" The leading student strode over. The teacher leading them stopped, but did not stop him. He just watched the show.

Tang Ling, who was sitting next to Ning Weilan, felt Ning Weilan tremble slightly. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and turned his head.

Dai Mubai curled his lips, with a warm and angry expression on his face, "It's just a small Canghui Academy. It's so publicity."

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