Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless Douluo.

Chen Qingling ignored it, tilted her head and smiled, "Please give me some advice."

Her smile paired with her pure and beautiful face is full of lethality.

Qingtian and the audience looked dull.

After a while.

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone was talking about Chen Qingling.

"Fuck! This girl..."

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore. I want to fight for her! I will protect her smile!"

"It's just you? I don't even think about whether I have the strength."

"I have to say, this girl is the most beautiful and beautiful I have ever seen. She is so beautiful that there is no trace of blasphemy."

"Ah, is it so exaggerated? Isn't it just a girl? Is there any need to make such a fuss?"

"No, no, no, her smile is so healing."

On the stage.

The referee took the microphone, gradually came to his senses, and coughed lightly: "Both sides, get ready!"

The referee's words brought Qingtian back to reality. He rubbed his head naively, "No matter what, I will be careful when I strike so I won't hurt you."

"No need, I came to the Soto Spiritual Arena to practice."

"All right!"

Qingtian stamped his foot, and three soul rings circled around him, "The golden-armored cow is possessed!"

He was clad in golden armor and had ferocious horns.

On the other hand, Chen Qingling had a faint smile on her face. She did not show any soul ring configuration, but was directly possessed by the goddess of light butterfly.

A pair of colorful wings appeared on Chen Qinglingyu's back, adding a bit of dreamlike beauty.

"What a beauty…"

"This woman should only exist in heaven, and is rarely heard of in the human world."

The audience's eyes were straightened.

"Light Goddess Butterfly? I seem to have never heard of this martial spirit!"

"It must be the new martial spirit! Hey...she doesn't show her spirit ring? She can just support the scene!"

"Hmph, you don't know this, why do you need to show off your soul ring at all?"

"Shut up and let the fight begin."

The audience immediately fell silent, watching with bated breath the back-and-forth showdown between the two on the stage.

Qingtian roared, and his whole body expanded again, "The first soul skill, golden armor protection barrier!"

"Sister, this is my move to increase your own defense. It's best not to confront me head-on." Qingtian said honestly.

Chen Qingling sighed inwardly, why the gap between people is so big.

Look at others, and then look at Dai Mubai?

They are both beast martial souls, but their personalities are very different.

Chen Qingling nodded and flapped the wings behind her back to fly in mid-air. She wanted to try the soul skill of the Butterfly God's left arm bone.

Butterfly God Pendant!

A phantom like a goddess of light rose from the sky and swooped down towards Qingtian on the ground.

Feeling an unmatched force rushing towards him, Qingtian looked in disbelief.

Is this terrifying soul skill really unleashed by this innocent and beautiful girl in front of me?

How old is she?

Qingtian didn't have time to think too much and directly used his third soul skill.

"The Wrath of the Golden Armor!"

Bang!

Rumble!

Thick smoke covered the stage, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

When the smoke cleared, Chen Qingling was the only one left on the stage, and Qingtian was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah?! Where is Qingtianren?"

"Look at the audience quickly!"

"Damn it! No, Qingtian can't even catch a blow? Isn't this because he released a piece of sea water?"

"That's not possible. Looking at his posture...shouldn't he be letting off steam?"

"Hiss... could it be that the newcomer who just arrived won the battle?"

"Chen Qingling! Chen Qingling!"

Suddenly, the audience cheered her name.

offstage.

"So strong..." Qingtian's hands were trembling, and his chest ached.

If Chen Qingling hadn't taken back part of her power, that blow just now might have killed her. Qingtian suddenly felt his scalp numb. He was also a Soul Lord, but he was instantly killed in the face of him.

Qingtian swallowed and no longer looked down upon Qing Ling.

On the outside, he looks harmless to humans and animals, but in reality he is ridiculously strong.

Then, the referee's voice came belatedly.

"Let us congratulate newcomer Chen Qingling for winning!"

Chen Qingling walked off the ring and returned to the preparation room.

Wang Qing rushed up to her immediately, her face full of excitement, "Qing Ling, you are so awesome!"

"I defeated the veteran players of the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena for the first time!"

"As expected of the person I have high hopes for, hahaha, I even won a small amount of money."

Seeing Wang Qing's appearance of being a money-lover, Chen Qingling smiled and passed by.

"You said that the Soto Grand Battle Arena is difficult. I feel like it's just that. It's not challenging at all."

Wang Qing's mouth twitched and his forehead was covered with black lines, "Maybe it's not that difficult for you."

Killing three veteran players in a row with one move is enough to show how strong Chen Qingling is.

How could such a powerful soul master not know the rules of the great soul fighting arena?

Wang Qing couldn't understand, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

"Uh... just wait for the next few games, the opponents will only get stronger and stronger!"

Chen Qingling blinked her eyes and said, "Is your face fake?"

"That's awesome."

"Do you think the Great Soul Fighting Arena is open for people to win?"

"I will definitely find a stronger soul master to fight Qing Ling!"

Chen Qingling's eyes sparkled, "That would be great! I just want to fight a stronger soul master!"

"Or if you're at a higher level than me, there's no problem in fighting!"

She is self-aware that she cannot take common sense and is stronger than Jiucheng Jiuhun Zun.

The only one left is naturally Qing Ling's father.

Dad is so capable, so he must be stronger than me, so why can't he be reduced to being weaker than himself?

"what?!"

Wang Qing was dumbfounded, and then reached out and touched Qing Ling's forehead. The temperature was normal.

"I don't even have a fever, why are you talking nonsense!"

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Notting College.

"Wang Sheng, right? You are the only one worthy of challenging me!" Tang San looked disdainful, stepping on the seriously injured Wang Sheng.

"Zhuo! You bastard! You're a piece of trash who only attacks people from behind!" Wang Sheng yelled.

Ever since the incident at the Spirit Hall, Tang San had worked hard to improve himself, thinking only of revenge on those who had humiliated him.

He is not as kind-hearted as Qing Ling. As long as he can take revenge, he can use any method.

A sneak attack from behind?

I just remember the Tang Sect’s key points.

So what if it’s not aboveboard?

Tang San didn't care at all.

After all, his reputation has already been bad, and it doesn't matter if he gets a little bad.

"Tang San, you just took advantage of Sister Xiao Wu's absence to bully me."

Tang San's face was gloomy, "Don't mention Xiao Wu to me! Just wait and see, soon the Xiao Wu sister you talk about will also become my defeated enemy!"

He had a wicked smile on his face, "I don't think Xiao Wu will just sit back and ignore you, right?"

Wang Sheng saw that Tang San could show his face, and immediately felt that something was wrong. He probably guessed that he was using himself to threaten Xiao Wu.

"Tang San, you despicable and shameless villain! Blanch!"

"You horse rider, you have the nerve to let me go and have an upright fight with Little Dancer. Playing tricks is nothing."

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…………(End of chapter)