Chapter 192 You chase your Le Zhengling, and I chase my Qian Renxue. Wuhun City, Worship Hall. It was late at night, and under the starry sky, the outline of a luxurious temple built along the towering mountain gradually emerged. A handsome middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back under the pavilion on the top of the mountain. He had an upright posture and long, bright golden hair that was neatly combed and spread behind him, giving the impression of a graceful gentleman. But his golden eyes revealed the vicissitudes of having seen everything in the world. The cold evening breeze blew in his face, and the precious flowers and plants planted outside the pavilion made a series of clashing sounds. His long golden hair also fluttered in the evening breeze. This middle-aged man is none other than the Spirit Hall's chief priest, Qian Daoliu, who is known as the invincible one in the sky. As if he had noticed something, Qian Daoliu slowly turned around. A handsome middle-aged man appeared behind him without knowing when. The man was sturdy, with neat short golden hair, and exuded a fierce aura. "After breaking through the limit, you all look a lot younger. Second brother, you finally came out of seclusion. Has your soul core been condensed successfully now?"
Qian Daoliu turned around and asked the short-haired man with some surprise. The identity of this short-haired middle-aged man is self-evident. He is the second worshiper of the Worship Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo. Ever since Golden Crocodile Douluo followed Qian Renxue to the Xingdou Great Forest to hunt for his second soul ring, he has been in seclusion in the Worship Hall to condense his soul core. Golden Crocodile nodded, a bright and hearty smile appearing on his face. "It's actually not that difficult to condense the first soul core. I have already completed it. The reason why I spent so much time was because I wanted to condense the second soul core. Unfortunately, I failed. However, after condensing the soul core, my soul power level has indeed increased. I don't know what's wrong with Xue'er's brain. She can even think of something like a soul core." "Oh, big brother. I just heard that the All Continental High-level Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition is being held in Tiandou City of the Tiandou Empire. With Xue'er's personality, she might also participate in this competition. If that's the case, the people you sent out to lurk in Tiandou City should have brought back some news about Xue'er." Qian Daoliu nodded, then asked Golden Crocodile to sit down with him in the pavilion, and then instructed: "Now that my Worship Hall has two extreme fighters, they will not hold Xue'er back. Even if I sacrifice myself for the Angel Divine Test, you will still be there to suppress me, and the Spirit Hall will not be in chaos." "Xue'er is still young. Although she has made great progress in her cultivation, I am worried that she will not be able to accept the opening of the Angel Divine Test and will never recover. The Spirit Hall still needs you to take care of it." "In addition, do not relax your vigilance against the evil spirit masters in the Slaughter Land. The Spirit Hall does not judge good and evil based on spirits, but only on behavior. Those who are captured in the Slaughter City are all extremely vicious heretics who feed on human blood. They can no longer be called human beings, but beasts." "Also, Xue'er is a bit extreme in character. I'm a little worried. You should take better care of her in the future and don't let her go astray. Beat her when necessary. She doesn't dare to fight back." "Even when facing evil, you cannot become evil. You have to keep an eye on her. She is too immature and too easily misled by others." Hearing Qian Daoliu's look of entrusting his son to his care, the joy that Golden Crocodile Douluo had just felt after coming out of seclusion faded a little. Golden Crocodile Douluo said hesitantly, "But Xue'er is a clever kid. She has been shouting that she wants to be a villain since she was little. She said she doesn't want to be a good person but still gets wronged. After all, the Spirit Hall has always been demonized by the two empires and those sects, so she might as well just be a bad guy. She doesn't like to see someone worse than her when she's trying to eliminate evil spirit masters." "Brother, I feel that this girl's goal is actually quite firm. She is just like you and has never changed." Qian Daoliu's originally warm expression suddenly turned dark, and he said in a cold voice: "Then beat her hard! Beat her until she dares not to do it! I think her butt is itchy again, this troublesome bastard! This is her mission, she can't do whatever she wants!" "Okay, I understand. But your sacrifice, brother, even without your help, with Xue'er's talent, she may still be able to inherit the angel throne! Why sacrifice her own life? If Xue'er knew about this, she would definitely go crazy, and I may not be able to control her." Qian Daoliu was silent for a long time, and finally could only smile bitterly, his golden eyes full of piety. "This is the only way to start the final test. My fate has been sealed since the day I accepted the Red Level Test. Moreover, I am only returning to the embrace of the Angel God. This is not demise." "Xue'er will understand me. She is the best child in the Qian family."
Golden Crocodile was so angry that he snorted coldly. "She understands nothing. It's good enough that she didn't tear down the Spirit Hall." Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly. He smiled at the brother he had known for decades, and then asked, "Second brother, do you know why there are no two suns in the world?" "No means no, why else?" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the handsome man in front of him in a daze. He knew how high-spirited this man was in the past, but now he was always suffering because of the promises he made. Others say that he is a coward, but Golden Crocodile thinks that he is a real man. This is also the reason why the brothers in the Worship Hall are willing to follow him to the death and build the Spirit Hall. His sense of justice has never changed, and he has always adhered to the morals that others think are cowardly. Qian Daoliu was amused by Golden Crocodile's words, and his golden eyes seemed to be missing someone. "After I leave, Second Brother, you must stop being so lazy. As a leader, you must have your own thoughts. Xue'er and you are two completely different extremes. She has all kinds of ideas, but no one knows what she really thinks." Golden Crocodile said helplessly: "I am just a rough man, how can I be a leader. I am not as sentimental as you. Let Xue'er come. You still haven't told me why there is only one sun?" "Because the sun is always the setting sun and the rising sun. When it goes down the mountain, extinguishing the desolate sunset, it is the time when it climbs up the mountain top, burning on the other side, spreading the blazing morning light." "That day, I will also quietly walk down the mountain. Somewhere on the mountainside, a child will surely run up to her, cheering and leaping for joy. She will hold a noble and gilded holy sword in her hand." “Of course, that’s not me.” Qian Daoliu looked at the silver moon hanging high in the sky, and suddenly an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "But? Isn't that me?" In a dilapidated wooden house on the edge of Wuhun City. The young man in red with his chest exposed sat on the bed, and hesitantly explained: "Jun Wuhen, don't worry, I actually loaded the system of "the more you surpass a human, the stronger you are". I am now superhumanly strong, and the more I surpass a woman, the stronger I am!" "And you're crazy! It's so late, and you still come out to arrest me. Are you my father?" Jun Wuhen glanced coldly at the disheveled young woman on the bed, feeling a little disgusted. The woman's eyes were watery, she squeezed her legs together, and looked at the black-clad boy in front of her with affection. This cold temperament and handsome face seemed to be more attractive than the beautiful boy Xiao Shao! So cool! Jun Wuhen said coldly, "You always have a reason to go to a brothel! No wonder Hu Liena, that beauty lover, doesn't like you. You've awakened your system again this time, right? Then why hasn't your soul power level changed? It's still level 44? You're a useless piece of trash. It's a waste to give you twin martial spirits." "Ye Feng has already broken through to become a Soul Emperor, but you are still wasting time in the Soul Sect. As a member of our team, you are only a Soul Sect member at the age of fifteen. It seems that you can only be on the same level as Hu Liena and the others. You are a mediocre person." Xiao Yuan said a little aggrievedly: "Ye Feng is already seventeen and a half years old. Isn't it normal for him to be at level sixty-one? I am much younger than him." "What? You'll have two and a half years to reach level 61?" Xiao Yuan's face suddenly froze, and he looked embarrassed. He muttered to himself: "I'm not like you two monsters. I work so hard every day, so what's wrong with me enjoying myself?" "I'm different from you! I have twin martial spirits. Do you understand the late stage development flow?" Jun Wuhen sneered. After so many years, the two of them had already figured out each other's background. "Idiot, your second martial soul, except for the first soul ring, the other eight soul rings cannot rely on themselves to add soul rings, what are you going to do in the later stage?" Xiao Yuan's face flushed, and then he said something like this is a trial, it's about twin spirit masters, you don't need to understand too much. Jun Wuhen had a blank expression on his face. "Whether you are willing to practice or not has nothing to do with me. I just want to remind you that if you don't work hard, Ryan from the Worship Hall will take your place in the last place in this competition. He is level 48. I am letting you play now because you and the Pope both have twin martial spirits." "What did you say? How can that bastard compete with me? He's just a native! He's already eighteen years old!"
Jun Wuhen said coldly: "Natives? Natives who are stronger than you are no longer natives. Your close combat skills were taught by his grandfather, Crazy Lion Douluo. You are only 50-50 with him in terms of moves. The external soul bone of the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear is not invincible. Could the descendants of the Titled Douluo be lacking in soul bones?" "Look at what you look like now. As a beast soul master who relies on physical fitness to win, you are indulging in desires when your body is not yet fully grown. Could it be that your martial soul is also defective?" Jun Wuhen glared at him coldly, then turned and walked towards the exit. "A fifteen-year-old Soul Master is truly a genius, huh." With the creaking sound of the wooden door and Xiao Yuan's gloomy face, Jun Wuhen left with disdain. The simple wooden door was of poor quality and the sound insulation was not very good. A young man's breathless voice came from outside the door, which seemed to be late. The young man's voice was gentle and elegant, which made people feel good when listening to it. "How is it? Jun Wuhen, what excuse did Xiao Yuan give today?" "He has awakened the system that makes him stronger as he becomes more superhuman." "Huo, this kid is really talented! Didn't he want to try to survive in the Female Douluo Continent last time? Why did he change his tactics this time? He's not very strong, but he plays very well." The young man in blue clothes, who was holding a sword and leaning against a tree outside the door, joked with glee. Jun Wuhen said coldly: "Don't worry about him, he is a waste." "Okay, okay, let's go. I'll tell you a secret. Qiangu Fenghua's squinting eyes have actually been hiding his strength. What's the level 61 of equal strength? In my opinion, he and Tianyue may have touched the realm of Soul Saint." "If you act more aggressively next time, you might be able to force him to use his full strength. I'm quite curious why their soul power level is so high. The next golden generation is nothing compared to them." Jun Wuhen pondered for a moment, then said: "Qian Gu Feng Hua has always been very secretive about what he does. He seems to be uninterested in anything and doesn't like fighting. It's hard for me to find a chance to test him." Ye Feng suddenly blinked at him mysteriously. "Don't worry, Qiangu Fenghua seems to be indifferent to everything, but he seems to have a crush on Qian Renxue, so this bastard is always looking for opportunities to trick me! He is determined to bully me! When the time comes, you will have to watch me, as long as you help me deal with him!" "And there is new news from the old man. Qiangu Fenghua seems to have received news about the Holy Angel Spirit Masters in Tiandou City. They are all descendants of the family of the Worship Hall. Le Zhengling should have known him when she was a child. She will also appear in this All-Continent Spirit Master Elite Competition." "You'd better be careful. I think Qiangu Fenghua is quite concerned about this news. If that guy can't beat me and wants to deal with meal replacement literature, the holy angel Le Zhengling is the best choice." A rare hint of gratitude appeared in Jun Wuhen's cold eyes. "Thank you. I know what I am doing." Ye Feng patted his shoulder and said with a carefree smile: "Oh, you are being too formal, right? We are all brothers. We can be said to have known each other for a long time, but I have made it clear in advance. You chase your holy angel Le Zhengling, and I chase my six-winged angel Qian Renxue. Don't fall in love with someone else just because my Xue'er is prettier." "But it's useless even if you fall in love with someone else. I've even met Xue'er's grandfather, and we have a very good relationship. Hehe." Jun Wuhen nodded, "Don't worry, I have no interest in Qian Renxue. Le Zhengling and I are the real kindred spirits." "Okay! How can I say that I like you? Not only does your personality suit my taste, but we even have the same taste. Who doesn't like a sweet and soft little angel?" Jun Wuhen was silent for a while, "I just want to take back what I deserve from her. This is her promise to me. She took my crystallization but didn't stay with me." The two people's voices gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps. Xiao Yuan's face in the room turned even redder. He clenched his fists tightly and his chest kept heaving. The woman slowly approached Xiao Yuan, caressing the skin on his chest, and gently soothing him. She said in a coquettish voice:
"Mr. Xiao, please don't be angry. Let me help you relax, okay?" "No need. I'm not in the mood today. I won't come again in the future. Let's part ways in peace." Xiao Yuan pushed her hand away, then took out a bag containing a hundred gold soul coins and placed it on the table. "Thank you, Mr. Xiao." The woman felt a little disappointed, but she didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. Xiao Yuan was usually very generous, generous, gentle, and most importantly, handsome. It was a pity to lose such a good customer, but she also knew that soul masters were not something that ordinary people could reach. When she followed Xiao Yuan, she was mentally prepared. Xiao Yuan carefully closed the door and strolled on the street. He was once again woken up by someone scolding him. When Jin Huang'er was about to leave, he promised Jin Huang'er that he would practice hard, but afterwards, he was still the same as before. He wanted to chase after Jun Wuhen's back, but as he chased, he found that he was much stronger than Hu Liena and others. His sense of superiority came back, and he began to slack off in his practice. Now Le Zhengling is rushing back at this time, but his soul power level and strength are not outstanding in this year's team of the Spirit Hall. Female soul masters in Douluo Continent usually look at strength first when choosing their partners. How can he compete with Jun Wuhen? At this moment, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt anxious because he didn't study well during normal times and now the exam was approaching. Xiao Yuan walked on the path, the cold night wind constantly attacking his body temperature. His eyes were red, he clenched his fists tightly, and gritted his teeth and said: "I hate!" "I hate my three-minute enthusiasm! It makes me accomplish nothing." After a while, he sighed. "But even this hatred can only last for three minutes." (End of this chapter)