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

Chapter 51 If the spring breeze has pity on the flowers, can you allow me to stay young again?

"You stinky bitch! I'll take one of your tricks from Uncle Ma!"

This time, Ma Hongjun ignored the rushing Zhu Zhuqing, but turned around and sprayed a line of fire towards Ning Rongrong's position!
When she saw this line of fire, Ning Rongrong's face turned pale with fright.

She was just an auxiliary soul master with neither outstanding speed nor strength. She couldn't avoid this line of fire!

And once she loses her auxiliary ability, the outcome of the battle between Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun will be difficult to say.

Ma Hongjun's soul power is so terrifying that the outcome between Zhu Zhuqing and him can only be said to be between 50 and 50.

If by bad luck Zhu Zhuqing loses, then the two women fall into Ma Hongjun's hands. Zhu Zhuqing may be fine, but she will be miserable!
"Tang San! I remember you!" Ning Rongrong thought viciously in her heart.

Don't give her a chance to return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, otherwise she will kill this villain Tang San!

"Haha! Take the move!"

Seeing that the line of fire was about to hit Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing was so anxious that he could only give up the attack on Ma Hongjun.

She exploded all the soul power in her body and increased her speed to the extreme!

She wasn't afraid that she would lose without Ning Rongrong, she just couldn't watch her friend fall in front of her.

Just like this, one of Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing wanted to hurt someone, the other wanted to save someone. Now it was a matter of competition to see who was faster.

In the end, it turned out that Zhu Zhuqing was faster, otherwise Ma Hongjun's soul skills would not be unable to hit her.

Just when the line of fire was about to hit Ning Rongrong, at the critical moment, Zhu Zhuqing rushed in front of Ning Rongrong, hugged her waist and dodged away.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was only half a meter away from the line of fire.

Even though she dodged this soul skill, she was still burned by the terrifying temperature.

Her tight black leather jacket had a burn wound on her waist.

"Sigh~"

Zhu Zhuqing put Ning Rongrong down, glanced down at his waist, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Immediately, she looked at Tang San who was observing not far away, with a lot of chill in her eyes.

But Tang San acted as if nothing was wrong, as if the person who just reminded him was not him.

"Despicable!" Zhu Zhuqing cursed secretly.

"..."

"Third brother! What are you doing!" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San in confusion.

Is this still the third brother she knows?

How could his prejudice against Zhuqing and Rongrong be so deep!

Tang San replied indifferently: "I didn't help Ma Hongjun, I just reminded him so that he wouldn't forget the teacher's teachings to us."

"You! You've gone too far!"

"Am I going too far? Isn't it too much for them to leave the academy rashly? How can they deserve the teacher's dedication and teaching to them!" Tang San finally told the truth.

In his heart, what kind of person is his teacher Yu Xiaogang.

The teacher has devoted so much to them and often formulates training methods without thinking about anything.

In the end, these two women were lucky enough to leave as soon as they said they wanted to, without giving any face to their teachers!

Tang San's eyes couldn't tolerate people like this.

"Third brother, don't you know that a true gentleman watches chess without speaking? Now they are fighting the same way."

"What, Xiao Wu, are you saying that I'm not a gentleman?" Tang San's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Hmph, you are not the one to begin with. You have already helped Fatty to death, so I will help Rongrong and the others too!"

This time, Xiao Wu no longer ignored Tang San's dissuasion, directly summoned the spirit to possess her, jumped out and joined the battle.

"Xiao Wu, come back!"

"..."

Flashing in front of Ning Rongrong and the others, Xiao Wu helped support Zhu Zhuqing.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing, are you okay?"

"Xiao Wu, why are you here?" Ning Rongrong was a little surprised, but more of a surprise.

Xiao Wu was different from Zhu Qing. Xiao Wu was already a soul master, so it was no problem to deal with Ma Hongjun. "Third brother is going too far. I really can't stand it anymore." Xiao Wu looked at Ma Hongjun in the distance and scolded:
"Damn fat man, why do you bully them? I'm here to fight you!"

"Hey, bitch, you're still in high spirits, aren't you? Don't say I don't give Tang San face!"

Ma Hongjun looked at Tang San's position and asked with his eyes what was going on.

Even though he keeps talking arrogantly, he still knows how much he weighs. If Xiao Wu joins the battle, he will lose!
"Fat man! Forget it." Tang San couldn't help but said.

"Forget it? You can't forget it! Come here quickly and take your sister away!"

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu: "..."

This guy is quite interesting, he says the most cowardly things in the most awesome tone.

Dai Mubai simply covered his face, moved back, and began to retreat.

"..."

"Rongrong, can you still do it?"

"I'm sure there's no problem, it's Zhu Qing..." Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was pale.

Zhu Zhuqing was injured because he was trying to save her, and she felt a little sorry.

At the same time, she also decided that after leaving Shrek Academy this time, she would take Zhu Zhuqing back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!

"I'm fine, I want to fight side by side with you." Zhu Zhuqing has never been a person willing to admit defeat.

What's more, she still has to beat Ma Hongjun, and she will personally participate in whatever she says.

"Okay, then let's teach this damn fat man a lesson together!"

The three women stood in a row, and Ma Hongjun frowned as they looked at them.

In the current situation, he can't fight even if he doesn't want to. It's hard to get off the tiger.

……

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

On the back mountain, Li Qiu stood with a sword, and ten guards stood behind him.

Although he no longer needs these guards with his current strength, he still has to go through the necessary process.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing Revlon!"

“Sword Three—Spring Breeze!”

In an instant, Li Qiu drew his sword. The power of the sword was surging, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, as if it could tear the heaven and the earth apart.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a hint of gentleness in his sword wind.

This Sword Three sword move was obtained by missing someone. It was by no means as simple as absorbing a soul ring.

Otherwise, there would not have been such a strong defense at that time, and even Tang Hao could not defeat it.

Everything seems to be back to where it started, still the same person and position as before.

The same sword, the same dance.

But the young man is no longer the young man he used to be.

If the spring breeze takes pity on the flowers, can it allow me to be young again?
"Huh! Huh!"

"..."

Qian Renxue didn't know why, but by some strange coincidence, she came here, to the pavilion from back then.

Looking up, her eyes were full of surprise.

She is no longer the little girl she was back then. Looking at the man practicing his sword, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Sometimes I often think, if we hadn't grown up, if nothing had changed, how wonderful it would have been for me to watch you practice swordsmanship all my life."

No one could hear this except herself.

I don’t know who she was telling it to, maybe it was herself.

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