Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao's words are somewhat contempt and disdain, as if you have won the voucher. As soon as his words fell, he turned and left, light and free, without any hesitation and nostalgia. His back pulled out a long shadow in the sun, which looked particularly arrogant and decided.

Chongtian looked at the back of Ling Xiao's departure, and a touch of surprise and admiration in his eyes. He did not expect that Ling Xiao would make such a condition so confidently. He froze slightly, and immediately followed up, trying to see what Ling Xiao would do next.

The soul -eating knife looked at the back of the two left, and his face was angry and unwilling. He had been in a hidden world for many years and was no longer willing to be involved in worldly disputes. But today, he was irritated by Ling Xiao's words, and felt that Ling Xiao knew how stupid and ridiculous today's words were.

"The stinky boy, the tone is so loud!" The soul sword yelled in a low voice, with a little hoarseness and anger in his voice. He held the soul -stealing knife tightly, as if to pour all his anger on this knife.

He secretly vowed that Ling Xiao must let Ling Xiao know that his vision and strength were not what Ling Xiao could imagine.

At this time, a young man in a green shirt and a handsome face slowly walked over. His pace was stable and confident, and each step seemed to leave a faint mark on the ground. The eyes of the young man passed through the crowd, and Ling Xiao and Chongtian, who were confronted in the distance, had both curiosity and thoughts in his eyes.

He said softly to the old man who was respected as "Master" beside him: "Master, why should you count on a little fart child who is obviously jealous? These ignorant children are generally knowledgeable. "

The soul -eating knife heard the words, and the corner of the mouth raised a touch of smile, and the smile was a bit of self -deprecation and relief. He shook his head slightly, and seemed to be a little funny about being easily provoked by Ling Xiao's words.

"Also!" He laughed dumbly, with a hint of vicissitudes and emotions in his voice, "It is indeed a bit out of state. But apprentice, you need to remember that the boy can be seen by the characters such as the heavenly. The potential is definitely not to be underestimated.

The young man heard his words, and his expression became more dignified. He nodded solemnly, with a firm light in his eyes.

"Master rest assured, I have my own heart. I will never despise any enemy that might be my opponent. This is my promise to myself and respect for you. But at the same time, I will not be by anyone. The momentum is scared, no matter what kind of background or strength behind him. "

The soul -loving knife listened to the voice of the apprentice's loud voice, and the relief in his heart spasted. He laughed, and the laughter was hearty and bold, as if all the previous unhappiness and haze were swept away.

He has already left Ling Xiao's so -called gambling for a year. In his opinion, Ling Xiao's kind of self -esteem and self -righteous guy, after all, is just a frog at the bottom of the well, and it is difficult to achieve real events.

At this time, Ling Xiao had returned to the Magic Tower. The afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on them through the gap of the bamboo leaves, adding a touch of sorrow to the return on the way.

In the bamboo forest, on a quiet open space, he sat down slowly, and his figure was extended in the sunset, which seemed particularly lonely. Opposite him, Ling Xiao also seated silently. The figures of the two looked particularly harmonious in the staggered light and shadow, but they had different thoughts.

With a little helplessness and concern in the eyes of heavy sky, he spoke gently, his voice was low and warm: "Master ... why do you bother? Soul Eater Sword, on the strength, in the entire magic building, except Master's Except for almost no one can reach.

In terms of profound understanding and exquisite grasp of the magic, it is difficult to even look at the person who gets our father. If you can learn from him with an open mind, you will definitely benefit a lot, and your strength will increase greatly. In fact, there is really no need to make things so stiff because of a momentary anger. "

Ling Xiao heard the words and shook his head gently. His eyes were firm and unyielding: "He may be a master on the martial arts, with a look of looking up, but in my opinion, he is not a good teacher "" ""

Speaking of which, Ling Xiao's tone was slightly mend, and he seemed to think of something. He looked up at Chongtian, and a doubt flashed in his eyes: "By the way, brother, what about our master? Why did you guide us this time?"

When he heard the words, he couldn't help but sigh. His eyes became deep and complicated: "Master and his old man, recently there are things to be on the body and have left the magic building. The guidance of the Soul Eater Sword ... "

"It doesn't matter, then I will learn this magic with my brother first," Ling Xiao's mouth raised a gentle smile, and his eyes flashed with the light of knowledge.

"Although my brother is not as prestigious as the soul -piercing knife, you are much stronger than ordinary warriors." His tone has a bit of trust and admiration for his brother.

When he heard the words, a humble smile appeared on his face, and then became serious again:

"That's nature. If you don't really hope that you can get the best guidance, why should I think about it and see the face of the soul -eater ... By the way, ask you a question, you have to tell the truth." His eyes It becomes sharp and seems to be trying to test Ling Xiao's bottom.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao nodded solemnly: "Brother, please, Ling Xiao knows nothing."

Chongtian took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Ling Xiao: "You didn't use your full strength when you fought me before, right?" There was a subtle tension in his tone, as if he was expecting Ling Xiao's answer.

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Ling Xiao nodded slightly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Yes, senior brother."

Seeing this, Chongtian nodded slightly, with a flash of approval in his eyes, but then asked again: "Then how much strength did you retain at that time?" There was a bit of curiosity and expectation in his tone, as if he wanted to understand Ling Xiao's strength more deeply.

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, as if he was carefully recalling the scene at that time, and then slowly said: "Well, it's really hard to say. But probably... I retained 70% to 80% of my strength." There was a bit of uncertainty in his tone, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if to show that what he said was true.

His real trump card, those trump cards he had never revealed, have not been used so far. If it really came to the point where they had to take it out, even someone as strong as Chongtian would probably look rather embarrassed in front of him.

Chongtian heard this and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then that surprise quickly turned into joy and admiration that was difficult to conceal.