Obviously, no one is optimistic about Tang Wulin and Long Yue's strength, in everyone's eyes, it is impossible for everyone to lose this game.

Six Rings! That is the Six Rings Soul Emperor, and he also has the bloodline of the Mountain Dragon King among the eight dragon kings.

The end time of this two-dragon battle is the selling point of more bookmakers, and the suspense of victory or defeat seems to have been resolved the moment they enter the finals.

However, few people in the Xingluo Empire think this is a glorious thing. Tang Wulin, fifteen years old, entered the finals. This has never happened in the history of the Youth Senior Soul Master Elite Competition in the Continent.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Tang Wulin's spirit was completely focused on the inside of his body, with qi and blood surging. The light golden blood breath and the milky white Xuantian Gong soul power converged like a river in the Yangtze River, and the whole person's body was transparent.

Finally he entered the finals. Tomorrow, it was the final decisive battle, and he finally had to face Long Yue. This battle was related to the final collision and victory and defeat. He had already put aside all distractions at this time. No matter what the result was, he had to fight with all his strength.

Since completing the second evolution of martial souls and turning into the Blue Silver Grass into the Blue Silver Emperor, his cultivation level can be said to be a thousand miles a day, much faster than before. The soul power just broke through level 42 yesterday. After level 40, the soul master's soul power increase speed will be significantly reduced. It was something that was completely unimaginable before.

If he continues to practice like this, he will be sure to reach the level of the Five Ring Soul King in at most two years. The seventeen-year-old Soul King is definitely very outstanding in Shrek.

The game will be coming tomorrow, and Tang Wulin did not relax himself without being overly nervous. Although he knew very well, the final result might not be too good. The gap in absolute strength made it difficult for him to win. But he still had to fight with all his strength. No matter what the final result, he would do his best.

Seize every moment to improve yourself and make yourself stronger. Teacher Wu never showed up and did not give them any advice. If he didn't care at the beginning, then Tang Wulin now understands that Teacher Wu doesn't show up and doesn't care about them, but wants to give them all the opportunity to exercise. Let them decide on it themselves.

Yes! Dad once said that the only person who can rely on and trust in his life is himself. Now, it should be said that he is only his own strength.

Don’t rely on anyone! Only when you are strong can you be truly powerful.

Ye Xinglan was lying on the bed, her pretty face was pale, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she frowned from time to time. Her breath was obviously weak, which was the phenomenon of the decline of qi and blood.

Xu Lizhi sat beside the bed and looked at her worriedly.

She finally fell ill, to be precise, it was caused by her own failure. If he hadn't been by her side at that time and had he been treated in time, he wouldn't know what would happen.

Sister Xinglan, you are just too strong! You are so competitive.

Xu Lizhi raised his fat hands with one meat pit after another and gently landed on Ye Xinglan's forehead. He felt her gradually lowered body temperature, and gently stroked her hair twice.

Only you can calm down now. Sister Xinglan, you should get better soon! I am just too cowardly, but no matter what, next time, I will never let you hurt yourself so much.

Xie Xie was the only one who had no rest or practice. He was standing on the balcony, with his arms on the balcony railing supporting his body. His expression was relaxed and casual, feeling the night wind blowing on his body, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

What a relaxed and pleasant feeling. This feeling is what a sensitive attack soul master should have. Freedom is the root of agility.

After Yuan En Yehui brought him back that day, he fell asleep for a night before waking up. Then he felt as if he had been reborn and his whole body became different from before. He grasped the feeling of sublimation. In the past few days, he has been changing every moment, his mentality is changing, and his strength is also changing.

He finally vaguely understood why he could control only one clone before, because he was too nervous, not free enough, and not relaxed enough. What he needed was perception, not tension and constraints.

Yuan Hum, wait, I will definitely become stronger than you! One day, I will become the prince in front of you in golden armor and sacred clothes, and marry you as my bride.

Yuan Enyehui was practicing silently in the room. She has always been very diligent. Even though she is extremely talented, she has never affected her diligence. Only she herself knows that her cultivation speed is actually not fast. Although the two top martial souls are powerful, they have no unity between each other, or even mutually exclusive. They must perfectly reconcile their relationship in order to continuously improve their cultivation.

She has always worked hard because she must be strong. Only with enough strength can she accomplish that thing, the thing that has made her dream of.

She was very glad that she had so many powerful partners around her. Without them, she would not have understood what level she had reached among her peers. It was precisely because of them that she could start to make spiritual metal one-character battle armor. In the near future, when her cultivation reaches the level she wanted, it is time to go back.

Xu Xiaoyan was already asleep by the bed. Le Zhengyu was awake. He turned sideways and looked at Xu Xiaoyan who was lying beside the bed, with gentle eyes in his eyes.

She has been taking care of him since he was injured that day. The two of them hadn't said much. Everything seemed very natural and casual, but it was this natural and casual that Le Zhengyu felt warm.

He was born in a family with strict hierarchy. Whether the family bloodline is pure or not, even the tribe members of any lineage have strict hierarchy. He is very lucky that he is the future heir of the main lineage and the little master of the family. From childhood to adulthood, he has grown up with countless care and envy, and of course, there are more jealousy. But he never cared about it. He always felt that I am me and I am the representative of the Holy Angel Family.

It was not until he came to Shrek Academy that he began to realize that he was not the most powerful among his peers. Although the Holy Angel's martial soul was strong, he had not reached its ultimate in the end. He still had a very long goal from a true strong man.

When he was in the family, he was always surrounded by stars. When he was only ten years old, the family even found some girls from a good match to play with him, so that he could find the one he liked the most.

But at that time he was at the most rebellious time. The more he was sent to him, the less he liked it. Especially those girls who deliberately pretended to behave in order to get close to him. Some pretended to be cold and arrogant, some pretended to be gentle, and some were gentle and elegant. In his eyes, all of that was just acting.

Therefore, he proposed to study in Shrek Academy in order to get rid of the shackles of the family. He wanted to see the outside world and see what beautiful fireworks there were in the outside world.

He came to Shrek, and he met his friends around him. Yuan Enyehui, who was stronger than him, and Tang Wulin and Gu Yue, who were one year lower than that, but they were helpless.

He began to realize his shortcomings and began to learn to work hard. In order not to fall behind, he worked harder than anyone else. However, at the age of fifteen, he was the age of youth, and he would also pay attention to the girls around him.

There are many beauties at Shrek Academy, and many of them are interested in him among their classmates. After all, he is of noble origin and extraordinary strength.

However, he didn't even look down on it.

Knowing that this time he came out, he gradually realized that there was a figure in his heart. The figure was very vague. At the beginning, he didn't even know who she was.

Until this severe injury, when he was in a coma, he always heard a choking sound calling him. When he was awake, there was always her figure beside him.

His closed heart began to warm up, and he liked the feeling of being taken care of. Even though his body was already fine, he was still lying on the bed without telling her that he was already well.

Because he knew that if he got better, she would have no reason to stay by his side, so that he could look at her all the time when he was awake.

He raised his hand and gently touched her head. She was a little haggard, all for him.
Chapter completed!