Chapter 128 Fuck you old swordsman! (First update, please subscribe!)
In addition to the three education committee members who are relatively familiar, there are four others.
The first thing that caught Fang Ling's attention was an old man.
Wearing a spotless snow-white robe, his beard and hair are all white, and his long silver hair is neatly combed behind his back.
He has a simple appearance, his face is as delicate as a baby, his expression is very indifferent, his eyes seem to be unable to see anything around him, he just stands there quietly and does not speak.
However, it still gives people a feeling that I am the only one who dominates everything in the world.
And it seems that there is a strong and sharp will that is hidden.
Even if they have never seen it before, the touch of the will of the sword can still make people recognize it at a glance. This is Chen Xin.
In Douluo Continent, only Chen Xin can give people such vivid feelings.
He stood there like a sword sheathed.
Another person stood beside Chen Xin. He had a few white hairs on his head, his face was haggard, his muscles and skin were shriveled, and his eye sockets were sunken.
His figure is not that strong with extremely swollen muscles, but his entire body frame is astonishingly large. His clothes seem to be completely held up by the bones. He is terrifyingly tall at nearly two and a half meters.
Like a skeleton, this is an ancient banyan tree.
Dugubo both told him their general appearance, saying that he could easily identify them as long as he saw them.
In front of them, standing in the middle, was a handsome middle-aged man in his forties.
His face is like a crown jade, his appearance is elegant and gentle, and his pure white robe is spotless.
He has smooth black hair hanging down his back, his eyes are soft, and he looks like an ordinary person no matter how he looks, with a very peaceful temperament.
Fang Ling could recognize that this was Ning Fengzhi.
He seems to be gentle and treats geniuses with sincerity and will not act like the master of the three sects.
However, he is ruthless behind the scenes and will immediately think of eliminating the troubles for those geniuses who cannot be used for his own purposes.
He can probably only be considered a hypocrite.
But Fang Ling is not afraid. Qibao's goal is too big and they cannot afford to offend Dugu Bo.
Fang Ling's eyes turned to the last person.
He is a young man of about 23 or 24 years old. Although he is not very handsome, he has a straight nose and a square mouth. He is wearing a white robe with swan patterns inlaid on it, which gives people a very clean feeling.
Her long black hair was tied with a blue cloth belt and hung neatly on the back of her head.
Although his clothes are very ordinary, he is very grand and has a special temperament.
On the surface, he really looks like a man.
But underneath is Qian Renxue, a genius who was born at level 20 and wasted her talent in vain.
The angelic armor is worthy of being the soul bone of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years. I am just a Level 7 weakness detection, so I really can’t see anything through it.
Fang Ling glanced at it without looking much, bowed slightly and said, "Fang Ling has met His Highness the Crown Prince, met Sect Master Ning, and seen the Sword Crown and the Bone Crown."
His identity is different from before. He is now Dugu Bo's disciple.
With Dugu Bo's endorsement, there is no need to act like a grandson like before.
Facing these seniors in the soul master world, all you need is a little respect.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince..."
The others also saluted.
"You are all the leaders in the soul master world, no need to be polite."
As Qian Renxue spoke, her eyes always stayed on Fang Ling.
When she first met him, his calm demeanor and his unflappable red-gold eyes gave her a deep sense of amazement.
What a genius!
"You go to the backup training ground first. I think some of you are here for me." Fang Ling said to the team members in a deep voice.
Under the watchful eyes of Titled Douluo and the Sect Masters of the Shangsan Sect, they all felt extremely stressed and hurriedly nodded and left.
Only Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling did not retreat but approached Fang Ling to show their support. Fang Ling turned back slightly, smiled and patted their hands, then looked at everyone calmly, "This is not the place to talk. Why don't you come with me to the rest area to talk."
The Tiandou Royal Academy team has a special rest area near the training ground.
Moreover, there are many places for leisure in the college, so just find a place casually.
Guangchu is standing here stupidly, how can that be done?
No one had any objections, but Ning Fengzhi sighed quietly in his heart.
The idea of using his daughter to tie him to the Qibao Glazed Sect is unrealistic.
What is incomprehensible is how Dugubo's granddaughter is willing to serve the same husband with another woman?
The relationship between Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling is so good?
And the old poisoner Dugu Bo would also agree?
Well, Fang Ling is indeed a genius.
When they came to the rest area, everyone found a chair and sat down.
Qian Renxue was like a big brother next door, taking the lead in apologizing in a gentle tone:
"This time I was shocked to hear that such a peerless genius was born in the empire, and I couldn't suppress my excitement. Therefore, I made an abrupt visit and disturbed the team's training. I ask for your forgiveness, brother Fang Ling."
Taking retreat as a way to advance and not being arrogant as a prince. If Fang Ling didn't know that it was Qian Renxue who performed it, he would really like him very much.
"His Royal Highness, you are serious. You are just a little harder." He shook his head with a smile and simply described his unimaginable soul power cultivation.
"This is not something that can be done with a little hard work."
Qian Renxue felt that he was a little too modest and detailed Fang Ling's experience:
"I came from a beggar, had a first-level innate talent, lived in Notting College for three years and became a soul master, entered the War King Intermediate Soul Master Academy, fought hard, became a great soul master in just one year, and then entered the Tiandou Royal Academy , it took only two years to become a soul sect with a ten-thousand-year soul ring..."
"How can the difficulties and hardships in this process be summed up by saying 'a little harder'?"
Ning Feng had previously thought that Fang Ling was some kind of peerless genius with innate soul power, but now he was suddenly shocked to learn that he was only at the first level of innate talent.
Moreover, it only took Fang Ling three years to go from soul master to soul sect!
This is a bit too frightening. A big level improvement in one year is hard to match even with full innate soul power.
"Don't you complain about your talent and background?" Qian Renxue said this and asked with some amazement.
"So what if you have poor talent? God will help those who help themselves." Fang Ling said lightly.
"I know what I want, I just find my own way and firmly implement my will."
"As long as you are willing to devote yourself wholeheartedly, practice hard, and fight hard, no matter who you are, you can achieve the same level of cultivation."
He knew Qian Renxue's intention in asking these questions, and also understood what these people wanted to see.
So he directly showed his martial spirit.
A double-edged scythe with a handle covered in flowing water patterns, a silver-grey blade, and an extraordinary texture appeared in front of everyone.
Four yellow, purple, and black soul rings suddenly appeared.
Of course, hearing it was not as shocking as seeing it. A solid black halo suddenly appeared, and the four people's eyes instantly focused on it.
The deep black and translucent color is really eye-catching.
"What a firm implementation of your will!" Chen Xin, who was also focused on his own will of swordsmanship, cheered for Fang Ling with his eyes shining brightly.
"Are you willing to be my disciple?"
He was so fond of her that he wanted to rob her regardless of his face.
"Fuck you old swordsman, he is my apprentice!"
After hearing this, Dugu Bo, who had been hiding nearby, finally couldn't hold himself back and suddenly appeared, shouting angrily.
He stood in front of Fang Ling, his green eyes burning with surging anger.
Dugu Bo shouted coldly: "Your Qibao Glazed Sect's methods of robbing people are too low-level!"
"Didn't you see my Yanyan and Fang Ling behaving intimately? He is not only a disciple, but also my son-in-law!"
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