his capabilities. 。After all, he's only at the Spirit Forging level. 。Makoto hasn't fully grasped the true meaning of this realm. After careful consideration, Maga... 。still decided to give up this...I don't believe it. 。Xie Xian let out a cry and, with a flicker, unleashed his third soul skill. A phantom clone materialized, bringing the total to four arms - two from Xie Xian and two from the clone - all lunging towards the middle-aged man. 。The middle-aged man smiled, looking at him with eyes that crinkled at the corners. His body swayed slightly, not a large amplitude, but every time Xie Xi reached out to grab him, his hand always passed through the afterimage he left behind, never managing to land on the broom. 。For a moment, right beside this Lingbing Square, figures were heavy, and the two engaged in a battle that was decidedly unfair. 。Xie Xie exerted himself to the utmost, pushing his speed to its limits. His main body and clones were controlled with incredible finesse, working together in perfect harmony. 。But the broom, as if alive, kept pace with his every move, its speed increasing along with his. No matter how cleverly he anticipated or struck, he could never quite catch it. 。At this time, Xie Xian had realized that the opponent in front of him was extraordinary. However, he still didn't want to admit defeat. 。Unless you reach the very last moment, how would you know you have no chance "It's time." "Pa!" A sweep of the broom struck Xie Xian's main body and his clone on the head each. Xie Xian winced in pain and stopped. 。He was obviously out of breath, the last burst of effort had taken its toll. 。"Who threw that just now" The middle-aged man didn't rush to place his bet, instead he asked a question. 。Xie Xie's face froze, he didn't say a word. 。To be honest, he was really a little resentful. Several times just now, he felt like he could almost grab the broom. 。"Regardless of who threw it, it's definitely a case of being outmatched." 。You're pretty fast for your age. 。But some aspects of the skills are still lacking, and then it's not fast enough. 。Your movements are good, but your speed of attack is not fast enough. 。Slow hands mean a lower chance of hitting your enemy, and it also means your attack power is not enough. 。As a Blazing Soul Master, attack power is actually more important than speed, you know" The middle-aged man smiled and said to Xie Xie. 。 Xie Xie said unconvinced: “Min Gong, Min Gong, Min is before Gong, how can attack be more important” The middle-aged man said: "Because attack is the root of everything! Your speed is fast, and you can keep up with your opponent. But if you can't kill your opponent, what's the use Now that there are armor and battle armor, which one doesn't have amazing defense If your attack isn't strong enough, you are just Min, without Gong…” 。Raise your dagger. 。Since he was releasing his martial soul, Xie Xie still held the Guanglong Dagger in his hand. He had only used it to snatch the broom before, and hadn't actually drawn the dagger. 。Xie Xie instinctively raised the Guanglong dagger. 。At that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly moved. 。Xie Xie only felt a sudden dizziness in front of him, the Guanglong dagger in his hand moved slightly, and the next moment, a sharp pain came from his shoulder. 。He subconsciously lowered his head to look, and suddenly widened his eyes in surprise. 。It was a hair, a straight strand of hair, that pierced his Guanglong dagger and stuck into his shoulder. 。> 。The pain in his shoulders was still there, but after everything that had just happened, he found it all utterly unbelievable. 。"Attack power is related to speed and strength. When your speed reaches a certain level, and your strength can be concentrated at one point, then your attack power can reach a brand new level." 。 。Xie Xian's defiance disappeared, replaced by fanaticism. 。The middle-aged man shrugged, "Pay the bet first, I'll think about it." 。"

"Good" 。" Xie Xian readily took out his Academy Contribution Card and gave the middle-aged man one hundred contribution points." 。Since you've come back to the academy early, wait for me here tomorrow morning. 。" Good 。My name is Xie Xian, I don't yet know how to address you. 。Xie Xihe asked. 。 "My name is Liang Xiaoyu, you can call me Brother Liang," the middle-aged man said with a smile. 。I have a nickname called: Shanxi Xiaoliming 。Because my house is on the west side of a big mountain, in the early days, there was a particularly handsome guy there. Later he went to the city and became a famous singer. 。Everyone in the village says I look like him. 。I've been using this nickname ever since. 。" Xie Xi's mouth twitched, "Liang Ge, to be honest, you're just a little bit short of handsome." 。“That’s just a little bit off, isn’t it” Liang Xiaoyu said nonchalantly. Xie Xie glanced at Liang Xiaoyu’s somewhat embarrassing hair, and said, “Also, Brother Liang, next time don’t tie your hair with your head, I think you are not rich yourself.”Liang Xiaoyu: “You deserve to be thrown out.”Tang Wulin chose the noodle shop that Xu Lichi had taken him to before. He liked eating noodles very much, especially meaty ones. 。After a dozen bowls of noodles, I feel comfortably full. 。Thinking of Xie Xie and Yuan En Yehui, Tang Wulin couldn't help but chuckle. They really were fated to meet each other. 。Let them sort it out themselves. 。Though Xie Xie might sometimes have bad luck, his problem-solving skills are still quite good. With just the two of them left in the dormitory area, it should be easier to resolve their conflict. 。Taking out his own soul guide communicator, Tang Wulin dialed up Long Chen's communication number. 。"I'm back," Dance Master Kong Qing's voice was cold and clear, even through the soul communicator, it had a way of making people instantly calm down. 。"Well, teacher, I'm back. " 。"See, when will I go to the inner courtyard to find you" Tang Wulin asked. 。Since the vacation started, almost half of the time has passed. 。"You come over later." 。Go straight into the inner courtyard, and I'll greet you. 。"

" 。Tang Wulin didn't dare to dawdle. He paid the bill, left the noodle shop, and headed straight for the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy. 。He was really feeling eager to try it out. His bloodline had been upgraded, and he even obtained a second aura of Qi and Blood. He hadn't tried what kind of Soul Skill this thing brought yet. 。He was filled with excitement and anticipation. 。Long-range attack capabilities would be ideal. 。Before the inner courtyard gate, a tranquil scene lay. 。Looking inward, the path winds through secluded beauty. 。The gate was open, and there was no one guarding it. 。It seems as if anyone could easily enter the inner courtyard. 。But Tang Wulin was very clear, if anyone truly thought so, then they were greatly mistaken. This place could be said to be a holy land for their own people, but for enemies, it was a dragon's lair. 。I wonder how Mo Lan is doing. Has she woken up 。The healing abilities of the Holy Spirit Douluo are truly amazing. I wonder when I'll be able to reach that level myself. 。He still vividly remembered the scene of seeing six black and three red spirit rings on the Saint Spirit Douluo that day. 。It's truly awe-inspiring. 。Compared to the Holy Spirit Douluo, his three small purple spirit rings were nothing at all. As he stepped into the inner courtyard, the air became even fresher, with a refreshing breeze that gave him an unusually comfortable feeling. 。I really like this place. 。The humid air, that was Lake of the Sea God. 。Tang Wulin continued along the road, going around the statues of the Shrek Academy seniors that lined the front path and reaching the edge of the Sea God Lake. 。The surface of the Poseidon Lake sparkled, its water clear and deep. 。In the distance, some aquatic plants floated on the lake surface, rippling with the breath of life. 。Tang Wulin was just about to take out his Soul Guidance Communicator to call Wu Changkong when he saw, on the Sea God Island in the center of the Sea God Lake, a small boat breaking through the waves. 。The little boat moved slowly. Wu Changkong, dressed in white, stood at the bow with his hands behind his back. In the gentle breeze on the lake, he seemed to float like a fairy. 。Master Wu is so handsome, even in white. 。Tang Wulin couldn't help but secretly admire, when he gets older, he should also get a white robe to wear. The academy's green uniform is really...cough cough The little boat approached naturally, drawing an arc across Tang Wulin's face 。 Boarding 。When it comes to being concise, Wu Changkong never wastes words. 。Tang Wulin boarded the ship, and with a wave of his soul power, the little boat naturally glided towards Poseidon Island. 。"I heard about what happened to you on the Soul Train." 。"Having met the sorcerer," Wu Changkong asked. 。"Well, 。Tang Wulin agreed. 。Wu Changkong said: "The abilities of a Demonic Soul Master are extremely evil, completely different from normal Soul Masters." 。If you meet again, be sure to be careful. 。Moreover, you may have already been targeted by this hidden coven of dark mages. 。ody dissolving into green liquid that dripped into the bathtub. 。Suddenly, the half-pool of water merged with the thousand-year-old qingjin vine juice. In an instant, it transformed into a cyan color....