Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 37 "The eldest lady is here! Everyone, get out of the way!"

Chapter 37 "The eldest lady is here! Everyone, get out of the way!"

Based on the above thoughts, Yu Xiaogang guessed that Li Qiu had some background.

But not much.

According to his age, the Soul Sect is incomparable to the heavens, and the masters around him are at most the Soul Emperor and the Soul Sage.

This kind of person dares to insult his disciples? Do you really think that Master Yu has no temper?
"Master, I have a guess. I wonder whether I should explain it or not?"

"Mubai? Just tell me."

Dai Mubai hesitated for a moment and then said: "I have investigated the background of Qinglian Swordsman. As far as I know, he is not from the Tiandou Empire or the Star Luo Empire."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"I guess he should be from Wuhun Palace, otherwise I shouldn't be unable to investigate his background."

"Martial Spirit Hall?" Yu Xiaogang was slightly startled, then waved his hand again, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"..."

"But, but he..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's actually not difficult to hide one's background. Let's not talk about the Wuhun Palace. The upper three sects and the lower four sects can do it. Some strange people can also do it. Why does it have to be the Wuhun Palace? "

Ning Rongrong raised her hand again, "Let me explain first, Qinglian Swordsman is not from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. I have never seen him."

"He is not from the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect or Haotian Sect. If there is such a genius, I shouldn't not know about it." Yu Xiaogang said.

Flender's eyes lit up, "That means there is a high probability that he is the one who committed the fourth crime."

"That's right, I'm going to ask for an explanation from a mere member of the fourth sect!"

"Teacher, why can't he be from Wuhun Palace?" Tang San asked curiously.

"Because judging from his talent, if he was really from Wuhun Palace, it would be impossible for the Pope to let him take risks.

"Even if he is released, there should not be only one master protecting him. Only the lower four sects would have no choice but to let such a genius out to practice and give it a try. Arranging a master is the limit of their abilities." Yu Xiaogang said lightly.

Who is he?
He is the embodiment of wisdom, the number one theoretical master in the soul master world.

How could a mere blindfold be hidden from his master's wise eyes?
"Teacher, you seem to know the Pope very well..."

"There is no need to talk about this matter. No matter who he is, I must ask him for an explanation!" Yu Xiaogang flicked his sleeves, quite like a master.

Flanders also said coldly: "Yes, let's go!"

……

As the door to the VIP private room was violently pushed open, Li Qiu, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up slowly and looked curiously at the people who came in.

The first one to come in was not Dai Mubai, not Tang San, let alone Flanders and Yu Xiaogang, but the little witch Ning Rongrong.

I saw this little girl rushing in, followed closely by Oscar, who was very cooperative and shouted:

"The eldest lady is here! Everyone, get out of the way!"

Li Qiu: "..."

When she saw Li Qiu, Ning Rongrong's eyes became a little excited.

When she was in the lounge, the lighting was not very good, so she didn't see clearly how handsome Li Qiu was.

Now when I see it up close, I am immediately amazed!

He deserves all the praises in the world, with perfect facial features, exquisite silhouette, tall figure, and a pair of slender legs.

There is also that looming melancholic temperament.

Ah, how could there be such a handsome man in the world!

"Well, hello, I'm Ning Rongrong." Ning Rongrong said in a low voice with a slightly red face.

"Yeah." Li Qiu nodded and said nothing further.

Ning Rongrong: "..."

"Get out of the way!"

Then Dai Mubai rushed in, holding an iron rod in his hand and looking around.

"Stop looking, I'm the only one in the room." Li Qiu said calmly.

It's not that he is arrogant, just these people are not enough to take his punch. "You're still so arrogant. If you get into trouble, how dare you not have bodyguards around you?" Dai Mubai smiled cruelly.

"Hello, I am Zhu Zhuqing."

Dai Mubai was quickly pushed away, and then Zhu Zhuqing, wearing a tight black leather jacket, walked in slowly.

"Yeah." Li Qiu still cherished words like gold.

"You are very powerful. I wonder if I have a chance to compete with you?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

Li Qiu glanced at her and said, "You are too weak. You won't survive my sword strike."

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

"..."

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

"Haha, if you beat the little one, the big one will naturally come to seek justice."

"Fair?" Li Qiu looked at Flanders and Yu Xiaogang who walked slowly in from the door.

There was a sneer in Yu Xiaogang's wise eyes, "Have you forgotten what you did? Since you have defeated them, why bother to insult them again?"

"Insult?" Li Qiu looked at Dai Mubai, whose eyes were evasive, and suddenly smiled with relief, "Just say it is."

"Boy, which of the four sects are you from? Tell me." Flanders asked with a smile.

Li Qiu curled up his lips and said, "Guess."

Flanders: "..." I'm a kid, I guess?
"Boss Fu, what nonsense are you talking to this kid? Let our old Zhao punch him and he will become honest."

Zhao Wuji turned his head and stretched his muscles.

Zhao Wuji is not a righteous man. He is still a wanted criminal with many lives on his back.

"Fuji Ming Wang Zhao Wuji, very good." Li Qiu nodded lightly.

"Hey, boy, you are quite discerning. Now that you know it's me, why do you dare to bully my students?" Zhao Wuji asked fiercely.

"It seems we can't be kind today. Okay, do you want to go together?"

"That! I'm just here to see you...watch the show, I won't participate!" Ning Rongrong was the first to express his stance.

Then came Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, who also shook their heads and stood aside without moving.

As for Ma Hongjun, that guy hasn't come back from Goulan yet, so naturally he doesn't have a share.

"Actually, I don't want to bully the small ones. As long as you apologize to Xiaosan and the others, take back what you said, and pay some money, we will leave immediately." Flanders said with a smile.

"No money." Li Qiu smiled and shook his head. That look was mocking no matter how you looked at it.

"Old Zhao, be gentle, this is a member of the Fourth Sect after all, don't kill him."

"Understood! Just watch it!"

"..."

Zhao Wuji hit Li Qiu as soon as he said it, and when he gathered his soul power, he slapped Li Qiu with a bold palm!

This palm is as fast as the wind and as heavy as ten thousand catties, destroying everything along the way!
However, seeing Li Qiuqing's Lotus Sword in his hand, he raised his hand and swept away Zhao Wuji's empty palm with one strike.

"boom!"

The fluctuations in soul power stopped, and everyone saw Li Qiu standing on the spot without any damage, without moving.

Zhao Wuji was startled, "How is it possible? This boy's soul power fluctuations are among the soul sects, but how can his power be so powerful?"

It should be noted that, not only did he use his full strength in this palm, he at least used the power of the Soul King.

Zhao Wuji is not a titled Douluo, so naturally he cannot see through Li Qiu's specific level.

As long as Li Qiu himself is not exposed, no one under the titled Douluo will know that he is the Soul King.

Next, Zhao Wuji struck out with a few more palms, but as expected, they were all easily resolved by Li Qiu.

"No, it's impossible! I have the power of the Soul Emperor, how can you stop it... I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Zhao Wuji's face became distorted.

Li Qiu raised his long sword and said coldly: "Then I'll beat you to it!"

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