The goddess of life thought secretly in her heart.
Then he sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and slowly integrated the power in his body with himself.
Douluo Dalu.
In Han Yu’s room.
Hanyu's room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and the morning sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
He was lying on the bed, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was troubled by something.
Suddenly, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and the eyes under his eyelids moved rapidly a few times, as if he was experiencing a bizarre dream.
Then, his eyelids opened suddenly, revealing a pair of deep black eyes, with a trace of confusion and disbelief still remaining in them.
He subconsciously raised his right hand, trying to rub his sleepy eyes, but he felt a sense of weakness, as if he had experienced a violent exercise.
“It’s impossible, how could I suddenly fall asleep.”
He supported the bed board and slowly sat up. His head felt as if it was filled with paste and he was groggy.
He tried hard to recall what happened before falling asleep, but found that his mind was blank, with only a vague fragment of a dream flashing before his eyes.
“And I also had a rare erotic dream, which is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.”
The scene in the dream was fragrant and charming, and a goddess with a peerless appearance and graceful figure stood in front of him. Dancing gracefully, the light dance posture is like a startling dragon, which captivates the soul.
Then, the goddess slowly walked towards him, with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with affection, and her snow-white skin exuding an alluring luster in the dim light.
The distance between them is getting closer and closer, so close that they can feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.
The goddess smiled at him and danced in front of him.
Then we spent a spring night with him.
But after he woke up, he could not remember the appearance of the goddess.
“Nine tests of destruction, the first test, desire, passed.”
At this moment, an emotionless voice came, awakening Han Yu who was deep in thought.
"Huh? Why did you pass?"
"I didn't feel it at all."
He just took a nap and passed?
And there is no prompt to start the Shenqiu test at all.
Han Yu asked in his mind:
"God of Destruction, why is your divine examination so sudden? Why didn't you notify me, the inheritor?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. , after all, as the inheritor, he believed that he had the right to know the relevant information about the divine test.
The next moment, an illusory figure appeared in Han Yu's mind.
The figure was tall and majestic, wearing a purple and black cloak, with a stern face, and exuded a terrifying aura that destroyed everything.
It is the God of Destruction!
The God of Destruction looked condescendingly at Han Yu, with cold eyes and an indifferent tone:
“As the maker of the divine test, I don’t need to explain so much to you.”
His voice was low and majestic, like rolling thunder, making Hanyu's eardrums buzz.
“I can only remind you that the divine test will start at any time, so be prepared.”
The God of Destruction's voice was still cold and emotionless.
"In addition, if you pass the first test this time, you will be rewarded with three levels of soul power, the life of your soul ring will be increased by one thousand years, and your affinity with the God of Destruction will be 10%."
Destruction of After God finished speaking, he dissipated in Han Yu's mind, leaving only a faint black mist.
As the God of Destruction finished speaking, Han Yu felt a majestic energy pouring into his body. His soul power instantly increased by three levels, and his first soul ring also changed from yellow, which represents a hundred years. It became purple, which represents thousands of years.
This sudden increase in strength made Han Yu feel relieved, but he did not feel ecstatic about it.
As for the final affinity with the God of Destruction, Han Yu thinks it is the least valuable thing. No matter how much he adds to this thing, it won't reach 100%.
Useless to him.
But the increase in soul power was very helpful to him.
The current soul power level has reached level seventy-five.
After the rewards were distributed, the deep voice of the God of Destruction sounded in Han Yu’s mind again:
"The second test will be randomly opened, so be prepared. Also, thank you Han Yu."
After saying that, the voice of the God of Destruction disappeared completely.
"Thank you?" Han Yu murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion.
Why did the God of Destruction say thank you to him? What is the hidden meaning behind this sentence?
"Thank me, did I help him in any way?"
"Weird"
Han Yu gathered her thoughts and planned to polish her newly improved soul power.
As Han Yu retreated, time quickly came to the next day.
At this time, the competition outside has become more and more intense.
The competition became more and more intense, and the shouts of the audience and the roar of the collision of souls were intertwined, deafening.
"The next match is between the Snow Demon Sect and the Earth Dragon Gate. Both sides enter the waiting area. The first team member appears."
The host's voice was loud and clear, spreading throughout the entire arena.
On the Snow Demon Sect's side, Han Yu took a deep breath, eyes firm, and took the lead to step out. The team members behind him also followed suit, walking in neat steps towards the waiting area.
On the rostrum, Xu Tianran, the regent of the Sun and Moon Empire, was watching the game with great interest.
He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a golden crown on his head. His face was handsome, but with a hint of sickly paleness.
When he heard the host announcing the two sides of the next game, Xu Tianran's originally casual eyes suddenly condensed.
He leaned forward slightly, glanced sharply at the Snow Demon Sect's team, and raised an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Huh?" Xu Tianran thought to himself, "This should be a member of the Noumenon Sect. He actually changed his name to the Snow Demon Sect. How cunning."
He tapped the armrest lightly, His fingertips beat rhythmically, as if he was thinking about something.
Although Xu Tianran is young, he is already a powerful person at the level of Titled Douluo.
He is gifted with extraordinary talent and his cultivation speed is astonishing. In a limited time, he has reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.
If he did not have royal responsibilities, he might become a top soul master who is free and easy.
However, fate forced him to shoulder the burden of the empire.
Xu Tianran has high hopes for this competition. He hopes to take this opportunity to observe the trends of all forces and prepare for the unification of the mainland in the future. Yesterday, he sat on the rostrum all day and watched the entire game.
Early this morning, accompanied by Crown Princess Orange and ministers, he came to the rostrum early.
His legs and feet are inconvenient, and sitting for long periods of time is a torture for him.
However, for the great cause of the empire, he was willing to endure everything.
Juzi is wearing palace clothes. Today, her appearance is more beautiful and her temperament is gentle.
Feeling Xu Tianran's gaze, she looked along his line of sight, but because the distance was too far, she could only vaguely see a few blurry figures.
"Your Highness, according to reliable information, the Snow Demon Sect is indeed a member of the Noumenon Sect." Orange said in a low voice.
“But I don’t know that they want to compete under a pseudonym, maybe they have other intentions.”
Hearing this, Xu Tianran’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself:
' Not using the name of Noumenon Sect to participate in the competition, but using a pseudonym instead, there must be something evil in this. ’
‘However, I have already made all preparations. No matter how strong the wind is, I will not move. ’
Xu Tianran sneered in his heart, he could more or less guess what the Noumenon Sect wanted to do.
However, he was fully prepared and had thought of all possible scenarios.
"Ignore them for now, let's watch the competition first. This competition has given me so many surprises."
"First there were people from the Haotian Sect, and now there are actually people from the Haotian Sect. Several Soul Saints, and one Soul Douluo."
"This kind of strength is nothing compared to the previous one."
Xu Tianran said lightly, with a glint in his eyes. He really didn't expect that there would be so many talents in this competition.
It was beyond his expectation.
As soon as the Snow Demon Sect’s people entered the waiting area, Long Aotian couldn’t wait to stand up and turned to Han Yu, with a hint of excitement and eagerness in his tone:
“Young Sect Master, first Let me go!"
Han Yu sat in the first position in the waiting area with a calm expression. Hearing Long Aotian's request, he nodded slightly and agreed, but he still did not forget to say:
"Go ahead and be gentle. After all, we are now in a cooperative relationship."
"Understood!" Long Aotian received permission and responded excitedly. He knew what Han Yu was referring to.
The current relationship between Dilongmen and Noumenon Sect is unusual. It is said to be cooperation, but more like watching each other.
Of course, with the current strength of Dilongmen, it is not qualified to be on an equal footing with the Noumenon Sect, but who let Han Yu take someone else’s treasure?
Due to emotion and reason, we still have to take care of Dilongmen within our ability.
Long Aotian said no more and strode towards the competition venue.
At this time, the people watching the game were already in their seats, and they were all excited, looking forward to the start of the game. After all, this first game was related to the morale of both sects.
Long Aotian came to the center of the field and stood side by side with the young man from Dilongmen beside the referee.
The referee was a serious middle-aged man. He glanced at the two people and said in a deep voice:
"You all know the rules of the game, so I won't go into details. Both sides step back. , look at my gesture to start the game.”
"Yes." Long Aotian and the Dilongmen youth nodded at the same time, then each took a few steps back, staring at each other with burning eyes.
"I'm here, Long Aotian." Long Aotian said, cupping his fists.
"Dilongmen, Xu Shenshu." The other party also clasped his fists in return.
"Brother Long, be gentler later!" Xu Shenshu suddenly said with a smile, his tone was relaxed, as if he was joking, but his eyes were full of seriousness.
Long Aotian was startled for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Brother Xu, I won't bully you."
After a simple conversation, Long Aotian clasped his hands behind his back and walked back leisurely, his gestures full of confidence.
Xu Shenshu turned around and strode away. He kicked the ground with his right foot and made a muffled sound. His figure flew out like an arrow from the string. After several ups and downs, it was already Reaching the edge on his side, the speed was staggering.
“Haha, interesting.”
In the waiting area, Han Yu smiled slightly. He knew this Dilongmen young man. He was one of the people who called Nan Qiuqiu’s eldest sister head before. Bit.
"Han Yu, Long Aotian's opponent is in the soul king realm, isn't he?"
Ning Tian on the side pursed his lips lightly. It was not that he looked down upon the young man from Longmen, but Long Aotian was a soul saint.
Compared in this way, we can judge the difference.
Han Yu said: "You should watch carefully, brother Aotian has his own arrogance."
"He often says that he is invincible in the same realm, so I think, he and that Xu Shenshu If he fights, he will definitely suppress his strength to the level of the Soul King, and he will not use the sixth or seventh soul skills."
Hearing this, Ning Tian nodded slowly.
Yuan Gungun said: "That's good. I wonder if Brother Aotian can use the unity of heaven and man. I've wanted to learn it for a long time, but I'm always a little behind and haven't learned it yet."
"Don't be anxious, you are now a Soul Emperor, and you still have time."
As he said that, Han Yu also glanced at the competition stage.
In the rest area of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Xiao Hongchen frowned and said worriedly to Meng Hongchen beside him:
"Meng, look, that person is called Long Aotian. A soul saint of the Snow Demon Sect”
Meng Hongchen followed Xiao Hongchen's gaze and saw a burly man standing on the competition stage, with powerful soul power fluctuations all over his body. She couldn't help but nodded slightly:
"Well, I I saw it, his soul power is very strong, he should be a strong opponent."
Xiao Hongchen sighed and continued: "In addition to this Long Aotian, the Snow Demon Sect also has Han Yu and the one named Qiu'er. "
Hearing this, Meng Hongchen muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"It's true that Han Yu doesn't come with such good conditions as our Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy. He even ran to represent the Snow Demon Sect in the competition.”
"If we don't have anywhere to go, why not just represent our Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy to participate in the competition? The same goes for Qiu'er, who is obviously a student of our Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy, but he actually ran away with Han Yu."
"If they were all here, there would be four soul saints in our college. This competition is not guaranteed to be won."
Meng Hongchen clenched his fists, his tone full of unwillingness.
Xiao Hongchen rolled his eyes at his sister angrily and said, "You don't still think that this Snow Demon Sect is a sect that he just joined casually, do you?"
Meng Hongchen was stunned for a moment. , asked in confusion: "Isn't it true? Is there any problem?"
Xiao Hongchen shook his head helplessly, pointed at Long Aotian on the competition stage and said, "Take a good look at those people's martial arts?"
"What?" Meng Hongchen was even more confused, and followed his brother He looked in the direction of his finger and carefully observed Long Aotian's martial spirit.
I saw that Long Aotian's martial spirit was not some weird weapon spirit or beast martial spirit, but a skin that exuded a metallic luster. This was obviously an extremely rare original martial spirit!
Xiao Hongchen shook his head speechlessly. His sister was usually much smarter than him, but she was really stupid at certain times.
“So they are” Meng Hongchen murmured.
Xiao Hongchen sighed and said: "Even if Han Yu doesn't join the Snow Demon Sect, he won't be able to fight for our Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy."
"Not even for your sake. "
"Why?" Meng Hongchen pouted, obviously unhappy. (End of this chapter)