Douluo Dalu: Legend of Blood and Ice

Accepting the challenge of the training competition, Ling Mo spent more than half a year in such a three-point and one-line life. In the past half year or so, Ling Mo had inquired about ten times, but he found out nothing except that the old students of Yaoyang College were practicing in a special place. It's not that Ling Mo forgot the purpose of his trip and didn't try his best, but that Ling Mo always received challenges from a bunch of people every now and then.

If there is anything that puzzles Ling Mo the most, or what is different from Shrek and other academies, it is the theoretical courses.

The theoretical courses at Yaoyang Academy are not just about mastering the knowledge of various soul beasts, but also survival skills. It is said that these are used to save lives in later studies.

It can be said that Ling Mo's training speed in Yaoyang College is not too slow. He entered the ranks of the Soul Sect as early as half a month ago. This has been a sensation in Yaoyang Academy for a long time. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old Soul Sect , this is also a monster genius with extraordinary talent on the mainland.

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"Cousin, I'm here to see you"

A slightly smiling voice echoed in the spacious room, and what came into view was a blond boy with a tall and tall figure and sharp eyes. If Ling Mo were here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance. He is very similar to his brother. Similar cousin Dale.

"How dare you condescend to me in this humble house?"

The cold voice rippled out. The young man sitting by the window did not change at all because of the arrival. He lazily supported his head with one hand and looked up quietly at the patch of wild rice in the sky. The silver moonlight shone through the window. On the young man, it adds a touch of sadness to him.

"What did my cousin say? No matter what I say, my cousin is more noble than my younger brother. This humble house is a bit harsh."

Dale continued to say with a smile, but if the boy turned around, he would definitely not see the kindness in those raised eyebrows.

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "Why did you come here this time?"

"I'm just here to chat with my cousin. By the way, let me tell you, Uncle Wutian...has..."

"What did you do?"

The boy suddenly turned his seat and stared at Dale coldly. He clenched his hands into fists. If you listened carefully, you could hear the cracking sound of the bones.

"Cousin, don't be so excited. I know that you and Uncle Wu Tian have a very good relationship. I would like to express my condolences."

"Aren't you satisfied now?"

"Cousin, what are you talking about? How can this be possible? Some things can only be considered yours when they are in your hands. Seeing that my cousin is so cooperative with me, I have never felt sorry for you. I came to tell you as soon as I got the news."

Dale's words made the young man's eyes slowly close, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye. After a while, he slowly said: "You go."

After Dale left, the boy's closed eyes gradually opened, and his eyes finally fell on his legs. Even if it comes to this point, you won't let me go. It seems that I... still have to take this step...

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Using his right foot as a pivot, his body turned suddenly, and his left foot immediately kicked on the dim iron sword. The young man holding the sword stepped back several steps before he stabilized his body. Ling Mo pointed his toes to the ground, and as if he was walking on the ground, he appeared in front of the young man in an instant, and kicked his knee directly towards the young man's abdomen.

"I surrender"

The young man quickly admitted defeat, but just as he finished speaking, Ling Mo moved to one side.

Seeing the change in Ling Mo's movements, the young man showed a proud smile and punched Ling Mo from behind.

Just as his fist was about to hit him, Ling Mo suddenly disappeared, causing the young man's sudden blow to fail.

"Sneak attack, your level is not enough"

A cold voice came from ten meters away, and the source of the voice was Ling Mo who had just disappeared.

The young man's whole face fell. The iron sword in his hand disappeared along with the three soul rings under him. He looked at Ling Mo and said, "We agreed not to use soul skills but to compete, but you broke the rules."

"Lin Jiayan, you just gave up and attacked with a sneak attack. Isn't that considered a violation? Besides, teleportation is my natural skill, not a soul skill, so it's not a violation."

That's right, the person who was sparring with Ling Mo was none other than Lin Jiayan. Ever since Ling Mo defeated Lin Jiayan with his tough methods in the first Black Demon Pond trial, this person had relied on Ling Mo. He will challenge Ling Mo once in three days.

At first, Lin Jiayan was tortured by Ling Mo several times, and he knew that he could not defeat the opponent in the martial soul duel, so from the martial soul duel to the skill competition, the result was still a complete defeat. Lin Jiayan felt unwilling to give in, so he still came every three days, threatening to defeat Ling Mo. As a result, the fight lasted for more than half a year. Now Lin Jiayan can be said to be not only a rival but also a friend to Ling Mo.

Of course, not only Lin Jiayan but also Cuixia came to challenge. Compared to Lin Jiayan, Cuixia was more of a headache for Ling Mo. Her melee attacks were not at Lin Jiayan's level.

Ling Moyun's gentle words made Lin Jiayan feel a little embarrassed. Originally, he just wanted to defeat Ling Mo in a sneak attack, and had no intention of killing him. In his opinion, if he could win once, it would be enough to satisfy his vanity. After all, he was beaten to death by Ling Mo. It was suppressed for more than half a year. He had always been considered a genius but now he was beaten by Ling Mo at every turn. He was so competitive that he didn't want to win against Ling Mo even once, but unfortunately he still didn't succeed.