A melee archer with full Douluo luck points

Chapter 5 Speculator Salas and Bibi Dong who is ready to attack

Tiandou City, Wuhun Palace, Salas Office.

"Report, Your Majesty Bishop, the urgent documents sent from the Kingdom of Barak use the highest level of encryption."

After an intelligence officer entered the room, he quickly reported the general situation and handed over the documents in his hand. They were only qualified to receive the documents and were not qualified to interpret them.

"Huh? The highest level of encrypted files? Okay, you go out and wait for my summons."

Salas frowned. He had not handled a document of this level in almost six years. It was sent from such a remote place. He hoped that the people below would not make a fuss about it, otherwise, he would let the person who sent the letter know. What is a platinum bishop?

Opening the file and scanning the "Angel Scripture" aside, Salas began to interpret the contents of the file.

Looking at the content above, his expression gradually turned from casual at first to seriousness. He was already well-informed, but he had never seen the content described above.

"The special martial soul structure is no less than a genius with innate soul power of twin martial souls. Well, these people are not stupid, but they are still a bit too fussy."

Salas thought as he continued reading until he reached the last sentence.

"Huh? Is there something old under He Guangling's crown?"

He quickly scrolled forward and finally saw the information about his parents in Han Li's information.

He clearly remembered that this was something that a few years ago, the idle and bored Guang Lingmian passed by and picked it up, saying that he happened to be passing by and he would handle it. Unexpectedly, we actually met today.

"The Notting City Spirit Hall has done a good job and deserves a reward. The city lord is also good. Maybe he can move his position in the future."

His eyes flickered. He belonged to the Pope's Hall, but this did not mean that he did not want to be related to the Enshrinement Hall. Just because His Highness Qian Renxue doesn't like him, it doesn't mean that others don't like him. This secret report may be his opportunity.

After pondering for a long time, Salas called the intelligence personnel waiting outside and said seriously: "Send the intelligence in duplicate to Wuhun City, and send a copy to the Pope's Hall and the Enshrinement Hall, all at the highest level."

After the intelligence personnel left, Salas, who wanted to call others to come, took a few steps. He thought that his cultivation was getting slower and slower, and there was no hope of being banned, so he simply went directly to the intelligence room.

He was ready to receive first-hand news. If the feedback from Wuhun City was good, it was not impossible for him to go there in person and take care of children. He felt that he was also very good at it.

……

News in the small town always spreads quickly.

After Xiao Zhan sent him and Xiu'er home, he agreed to come over to celebrate his birthday at noon. Just over an hour later, neighbors from the surrounding area came to the door with gifts. After a meal of compliments and exchanges, , Han Li's face almost froze with laughter before it was over.

After asking Xiu'er to inform the chef to prepare the meal, Han Li returned to his room, took out his diary and deepened his memory again, then threw it into the brazier and watched it burn to ashes. Now he is no longer the transparent person he was before, and he must prevent all accidents.

Taking advantage of Brother Tao's opportunity to make a martial soul certificate for him, he saw Xiao Wu's level certificate. He came from a nearby village, Wuhun Rabbit, and his innate soul power was registered at level 7. In this case, as long as he concealed it a little, he would be able to practice quickly. It's understandable, after all, there is a blue silver grass full of soul power beside him for comparison.

This finally solved the doubt he had always had in his mind, why no one paid attention to the Wuhun Hall when two geniuses with innate soul power were studying at Notting College.

It was understandable that Lan Yin Cao was not taken seriously. In addition, Bibi Dong might have guessed something. It was unreasonable that the rabbit martial spirit, who was born with full soul power, was not taken seriously.

However, he has no idea of ​​​​interfering now. Not to mention the soul ring, he also wants this soul bone. Invincibility and teleportation. This kind of soul bone skill, he believes that except for the angel suit, others are willing to possess it. In exchange for his soul bones. It would be dangerous for him to intervene now, and he would get nothing. Who knows if Tang Hao has been hiding around? This was also the reason why he saw Tang San and Xiao Wu before but didn't get close.

Summoning martial spirits again and controlling their transformation, Han Li no longer concealed the excitement on his face. The father of the plane was always treated better than the son of the plane in the early stage. Without giving him too much training, he would be like Huo Gua. The early stage was so miserable that he doubted whether he could survive until he rose.

He picked up the bow and aimed symbolically, then quickly decomposed it into a pair of swords and slashed forward, causing a gust of wind. Han Li put it away with satisfaction.

Archers who don't know how to fight in close combat are not good cooks. Red A's template is online, which is why he registered the martial spirit on the martial spirit certificate as a bow. Although it will not be unknown forever, it can be counted as a conspiracy. Thinking of someone who would work hard to break through his long-range attacks in the future, and then he would switch to a double-sword hammer after getting close, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

"Unfortunately, the attack method of the double swords has to be readjusted."

Han Li sighed. After learning about his parents' martial arts, he had been practicing sword training for two years. Although it was just a simple chop with a sword, his attack mode had already taken a certain shape. Now he could only adapt to it again. Okay. The physical exercise effect is still there, and it is not counted as water in a bamboo basket.

"I just don't know if the previous attempt will be useful. I hope it will succeed."

Han Li sat back on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously, thinking about his previous actions.

He had anticipated many situations in the past two years, but he really did not expect that his martial soul would mutate into a bow. He had always treated the elders' teasing before as a joke. A super Douluo like Guang Ling who was enshrined in the temple was not He has access to it.

But now, there may be a little chance, which is better than all the routes he had planned before.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped on the table and he thought of his sleeping plane consciousness.

"Perhaps this is the treatment of the father of the plane? Even if it is a beggar's version?"

"It seems that my thinking has not been transformed yet. Things like luck seem to be more powerful than I realized."

A smile bloomed on Han Li's face, and he let out a silent laugh, and the expression on his handsome face gradually became abnormal. In the end, he couldn't hold it back, threw himself on the bed, buried his head in the quilt, and laughed out loud.

What he didn't notice was that while he was twisting on the bed, the door was opened. Xiu'er took a look at his condition, then quietly closed the door and exited: "Sure enough, Xiao Li is still a child."

After waiting for a while, there was no sound in the room, and Xiu'er knocked on the door again: "Master, the city lord and the deacon of Wuhun Palace are here, you should come out to entertain them."

There was silence in the room for a few seconds. Han Li was no different from usual. He opened the door with a smile and walked toward the restaurant with Xiu'er.

……

In Wuhun City, two pieces of urgent information were sent to the Pope's Hall and the Enshrinement Hall at the same time.

Five minutes later, Pope Bibi Dong, who had received the summons for the first time in a long time, took the two Douluo Ju and Gui into the worship hall, which she hated very much.

She was not doing it for the so-called innate soul power and the strange martial soul. Anyway, except for that "sister", no one had a better talent than her. What's more, the genius was still a boy and she didn't like him very much. Even if he grew up, he would be nothing more than a stronger Xie Yue and insignificant.

She was here to question her guilt, and for her, this was a rare opportunity to once again weaken the Qianjia's voice in Wuhun Hall.

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