Chapter 89 Reactions from all parties, Tang San heard Ling Ye’s name for the first time!
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Yuanzhen looked gloomy after hearing the news.
"The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace... It seems that Wuhun Palace is about to make a big move again. It has sent an order to the entire sect to step up vigilance and send people to investigate the true realm and strength of the Holy Son."
“Obey!”
A tall middle-aged man responded and quickly left the hall.
Yu Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, "I wonder how that Holy Son Lingye compares with Tianheng and Tianxin? He should be better."
In addition to the Tiandou royal family and Xingluo Except for the royal family, Qibao Glazed Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Other stronger forces also learned about the existence of Ling Ye, the ‘Holy Son of the Spirit Hall’, and remembered his name deeply.
I was deeply shocked by Ling Ye's age of less than 12 years old and the extremely high evaluation of "talent far beyond the golden generation" and "strength surpassing his peers".
To know.
In their opinion, the golden generation of Wuhun Palace are already extremely outstanding. They are definitely the top talents of the younger generation, and Ling Ye's evaluation is far above the 'golden generation'!
They couldn't help but be shocked.
While all forces were shocked by the appearance of Ling Ye, the holy son of Wuhun Palace, Ling Ye was immersed in cultivation inside Wuhun Palace.
He knows that his current fame in mainland China will inevitably attract more attention and challenges.
Although, Ling Ye is now very strong, almost invincible under the title Douluo, and he also has life-saving means such as 'space jump' and 'dragon shadow speed'.
There is also the entire Wuhun Hall, with Qian Daoliu and others enshrining it, and a group of elders as the backstage.
But Ling Ye still wants to continue to improve his strength. Only when his strength is comparable to that of a titled Douluo will he truly have no fear of those enemies.
Compared to being protected by others, or avoiding the attacks and killings of secret enemies, Ling Ye prefers to fight head-on and use his strength to break the enemy's illusions!
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In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Lei Dong, the middle-aged man who was sent by Yu Yuanzhen to investigate Ling Ye's strength, was moving intensively.
He sent batch after batch of spies to various places, trying to find out information about Ling Ye from various channels.
However, Wuhun Palace protects Ling Ye’s information extremely closely.
And.
Most of the people in Wuhun Palace did not know Ling Ye’s realm and strength, which made Lei Dong’s investigation very difficult.
Lei Dong frowned and paced back and forth in the room, thinking secretly in his heart:
"What is the situation of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace? He is so mysterious. It seems that Wuhun Palace is interested in He attaches great importance to protecting his information so carefully."
At the same time.
Other forces have also sent out their own spies, trying to uncover the mystery of Ling Ye.
In the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi was sitting in the gorgeous study, looking at the information that was constantly coming from his hands, shaking his head slightly.
Those intelligences, there is very little useful information about Ling Ye.
Ning Fengzhi sighed softly: "There is too little information about the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, so it is difficult to judge his true strength."
"However, judging from the great fanfare that Wuhun Palace has used to build momentum for him, this person He must be extremely talented and extremely talented."
Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood aside. They looked at each other and saw a strong killing intent in each other's eyes.
They are well aware of the power of Wuhun Palace, and the appearance of this Holy Son is likely to bring a greater threat to the Qibao Glazed Sect.
They secretly decided in their hearts that once they had the opportunity, they must get rid of this potential threat.
The Tiandou royal family and the Xingluo royal family also did not relax their attention to Ling Ye.
Emperor Xue Ye sat in the magnificent palace, listening to the reports of the ministers, his brows furrowed.
He understands that the emergence of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and the actions of Wuhun Palace in recent years are likely to break the existing balance of power in the mainland. The Tiandou royal family must take measures to strengthen their own defenses.
Emperor Xue Ye ordered: "Strengthen the guards of the palace and pay close attention to the movements of Wuhun Palace. At the same time, send our spies to understand the strength of this Holy Son as soon as possible."< br>
In the Star Luo Empire, the Star Luo Emperor was also thinking about countermeasures.
He was well aware of the ambitions of Wuhun Palace. The appearance of this Holy Son, in his opinion, was a signal for further expansion of Wuhun Palace.
Emperor Xingluo decided to strengthen the training of the army, actively win over allies, and improve the country's strength to cope with possible crises.
In every corner of the continent, the younger generation of geniuses also ignited fighting spirit in their hearts after hearing the rumors about Ling Ye.
They are all leaders in their respective families and forces, and have always been confident in their own strength.
However, Ling Ye's appearance made them feel threatened.
They are eager to compete with the Holy Son of Wuhun Temple, who is said to be miraculous, to prove their strength.
As time goes by, Ling Ye’s name becomes more and more famous on the mainland.
Most of the various forces have given up on investigating Ling Ye’s specific information.
In the past few months, they have found too little information, only a few pieces of information such as the grandson of Demon Bear Douluo, who is highly valued and physically strong.
The younger generation of geniuses are still working hard to compete with Ling Ye.
Not only the young geniuses from all the forces, but also the academy geniuses on the mainland basically all know about Ling Ye, the ‘Holy Son of the Spirit Hall’.
Notting City, Notting College.
An ordinary-looking boy in blue clothes and a graceful girl in pink clothes were standing in a small forest.
The two are Tang San and Xiao Wu.
They had just learned the news about Ling Ye from ‘Master’ Yu Xiaoan, and they were very curious about him, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace who was less than 12 years old.
"Xiao San, that Ling Ye is less than 12 years old, isn't he the same age as us?" Xiao Wu had a sweet smile on her cute face, and reached out to pat Tang San on the shoulder.
"Well, that Ling Ye is the same age as us, but he is already the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. He must have a strong background and good talent."
Tang San had a look on his face. A gentle smile, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.
He thought to himself, "No matter how good Ling Ye's strength and talent are, there is no way he can surpass me. I am a twin martial spirit!"
"Xiao San, we are all already level 28 great soul masters. Ling Ye is rated as 'the most powerful among his peers'. Is it possible that he is already a soul master?" Xiao Wu opened her mouth and said.
Tang San's eyes changed for a while, and then he said solemnly: "Maybe, but I will definitely catch up with him in the future!"
"Well, I believe you!" Xiao Wu is pretty. He smiled cutely.
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In the Wuhun Hall.
Ling Ye was completely unaware of these movements in the outside world, as well as Tang San's conversation with Xiao Wu.
If he had known Tang San's thoughts, he would have only smiled contemptuously during the conversation with the two of them. How could he, a mere brat, still try to compare with himself?
A proper clown, just a frog in the well.
In the best mimetic training environment of Wuhun Hall, he continued to cultivate his soul power, temper his body and create his own soul skills.
Ling Ye has only one goal in his heart, and that is to become stronger, complete the nine tests of destruction and the nine tests of life, and become a god!
With Ling Ye's efforts, his strength has also steadily improved.
(End of this chapter)