The peerless Tang Sect’s true body is respected

Chapter 69 The Eve of the Competition (Part )

God knows how much impact the dean of Di'ao Academy had on his fragile mind.

Thirteen-year-old Soul Saint, in this river?
  This is not Douluo at all!
  Even the Sun Moon Empire's group of overstretched medicine jars could at most produce a fifteen-year-old Soul Emperor with all his foundation destroyed.

If you pay a little more, a more talented person can break through to Soul Saint before the age of twenty.

For example, Xiao Hongchen did something stupid, overdrawing his potential for the next five years and breaking through the Soul Saint for a match that was destined to fail.

But he was still beaten by Huo Gua.

It can only be said that Du Qianjue's cultivation level is indeed beyond the standard. With the sacrifices of many hundred thousand year old soul beasts, and with the help of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures and various opportunities.

This is how he developed his cultivation.

Even Du Qianjue himself was a little surprised at his improvement speed, let alone the locals of Douluo Continent.

Except for those who cheated the system and directly raised their cultivation level to Titled Douluo, which time traveler could reach this level of cultivation potential just by chance like Du Qianjue?
  It seems that there is not...

But looking back on all the calculations and plans he had made along the way, Du Qianjue realized that he had this strength only through his own efforts...

Although Poison Immortal and Snow Emperor also helped a lot.

The dean of Di'ao Academy put the skin of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger into the storage soul guide, and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands to relax the facial muscles that were a little stiff due to shock.

"Don't worry, Young Sect Master, I will find the best Zhi Niang to help you deal with this tiger skin!" The dean of Di'ao Academy forced out a stiff smile.

"I'll leave it to the young sect leader for this competition, and also ask the main body sect to strengthen my heavenly soul!"

"...?" A question mark slowly appeared on Du Qianjue's head. This sentence reminded him of a famous scene in another novel.

This made him a little nervous, but he nodded anyway.

"Don't worry, the champion of this competition must be my Heavenly Soul!"

Du Qianjue arrived at the Di'ao Academy's Soul Fighting Field according to the location mentioned by the dean. At this time, the Soul Fighting Field had been cleared. During this period, the Soul Fighting Field would be provided for training for teams participating in the Soul Fighting Competition.

Of course, the intensity won't be too high. After all, the game is about to start, and it will be troublesome if you get injured.

As soon as he entered the spirit fighting arena, Du Qianjue saw Wei Feng leading members of the regular team and reserve team to practice.

The cooperation of soul masters needs to be tempered in constant battles. The best way is to fight souls. Keep fighting souls to improve their tacit understanding.

The method Wei Feng used was similar to that of Shrek Academy. After all, everyone was using efficient methods.

That is to shuffle the order of the two teams, and then use half of the official team and half of the reserve team to practice with the members of the other team.

Basically, whichever team Wei Feng is on will win.

After all, he is from the royal family, and his cultivation and soul ring configuration are much better than others, and his combat experience is also extremely rich.

If Du Qianjue remembers correctly, Diao Academy seems to have advanced to the semi-finals without him joining.

Finally, they lost to the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy in the semifinals.

Those little rubbish top eight from the Dou Ling Royal Academy were on their knees. They were incomparable to the three empires of Xingluo, Tianhun, and Sun and Moon, and even more incomparable to Shrek.

Wei Feng also noticed Du Qianjue. After all, there were only a few of them in the fighting spirit arena. It was empty. Someone suddenly walked in and stood out.

"Junior Du, you're back!" Wei Feng signaled his teammates to stop and smiled gently at Du Qianjue.

"Yeah, the training methods in the academy didn't have much effect on me, so I went back to the sect to retreat." Du Qianbong nodded at Wei Feng.

He had a very good impression of the Tianhun Prince. He didn't have the unruliness and playfulness of the royal disciples, so he got along well with him. Anyway, Du Qianjue is not afraid of his little intentions.

"If I had known that you would be gone for a year, junior, I would have had a few drinks with you before you left." Wei Feng smiled helplessly.

He really didn't expect Du Qianjue to run away without even saying hello.

If he hadn't asked the dean, Wei Feng would have thought that Du Qianjue had dropped out.

Until the competition was about to start in the past few days, Du Qianjue had not come back, and Wei Feng had almost given up in his heart.

Otherwise, I won’t spend more time working with my teammates and trying to adjust to a good state.

"Come on, let me introduce to you. This is one of our regular team members. He is stronger than me. His name is Du Qianjue." Weifeng turned his head and introduced to the other team members.

A few people in the reserve team don't know Du Qianjue, but that doesn't mean the regular team members don't know him either!
  Du Qianjue has been in the elite class for a month. Although he basically had a good time in class, he came to report on the super-matching soul rings displayed on the first day, as well as the reaction of the senior students to him. sought after.

The memories of these regular players are still fresh in their minds.

"Okay, captain, you don't need to introduce me. How could we not know each other, Junior Du?" A boy with a handsome face said with a wry smile, "I thought no one would compete with me for junior girls in the future, but I didn't expect We still have to live in the shadow of Junior Poison."

"Hahahahaha..."

The other main team members were overjoyed. This handsome boy was called Yang Lian, a martial spirit Tracer Falcon, a level 54 agility attack spirit king.

Due to his good talent and strength, he was quite popular in the elite class before Du Qianjue came.

As a result, when Du Qianjue came, all the senior students who were interested in him were obsessed with Du Qianjue.

Even Yang Lian, a senior who he had liked for a long time, was fascinated by Du Qianjue.

"Yes, I haven't seen my juniors for a long time. I haven't come back to see us after being away for such a long time." A gentle senior with long crimson hair had eyes full of resentment.

Wuhun Ziluolan, fifty-level auxiliary soul king, Lin Weiwei.

"After all, junior brother wants to improve his cultivation. He was already the Soul Emperor a year ago, and he should be even stronger now." The rough and honest muscular man scratched the back of his head.

Martial spirit plate armor giant rhinoceros, level 56 defense spirit king, Zhao Jian.

"Yes, yes, my junior is so talented, maybe he has become a soul saint, right?" The lively and pretty girl jumped up to Du Qianjue and winked playfully.

Martial Spirit Frost Thorns, Level 54 Control Spirit King, Ouyang Qian.

"What are you thinking about? I'm only young this year, and I'm already a genius to be the Soul Emperor." Wei Feng rolled his eyes and complained.

The captain of the team, Wei Feng, is a martial soul Zanpakutō and a level 63 attack-type battle soul emperor.

"Well, my junior is already very strong. No matter how strong I am, I will have doubts about life." The ordinary silent young man said silently.

Martial spirit black demon, fifty-level control system war spirit king, Lin Mo.

Captain Weifeng, team members Du Qianjue, Lin Weiwei, Lin Mo, Ouyang Qian, Yang Lian, Zhao Jian!
  These are the members of the official team selected by Di'ao Academy to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition!
  All members are soul kings or above!

"Well, um, actually I have already broken through to Soul Saint." Du Qianjue touched his nose.

"what?!"

The main team and the reserve team exclaimed in unison.

(End of this chapter)