Douluo Continent: Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul, Lin Yue Becomes a Love Rival?

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue are both physically and mentally strong enough to withstand a ten-thousand-year-old soul.

Lan Xuanyu is the same.

Na'er is slightly less capable than Wang Xie, but only slightly less. Absorbing a soul that has been around for seven or eight thousand years is definitely not a problem for her.

Of course, Ji Fengyu had no idea what happened to Gu Yue's soul.

"Who's mimicking your voice?"

"Tang Wulin, have some self-awareness. I advise you not to challenge a ten-thousand-year-old soul spirit."

Gu Yue held his head high, showing utter contempt for Tang Wulin.

"Grandma's..."

Tang Wulin laughed in exasperation. He had tested his mental strength and it was entirely capable of absorbing a ten-thousand-year-old soul.

Needless to say, their physical attributes are exceptional. Forget about a ten-thousand-year-old soul spirit; even a dragon-type soul spirit could easily live for tens of thousands of years.

Gu Yue made him absorb a thousand-year-old soul?

Whom do you look down on?

"cut."

Tang Wulin turned his head away; he wasn't angry.

But he became even more eager to forge battle armor for Gu Yue.

Of course, it's not for Gu Yue's good.

Instead, he was eager to create the Ancient Moon Battle Armor; he couldn't wait to beat up the Ancient Moon.

"I also need a soul that has existed for ten thousand years."

Lan Xuanyu added a sentence.

The role of the matriarch is definitely not solely due to the supporting function of the rising dragon pillar.

Lan Xuanyu's strength is easily underestimated.

Under the influence of the Rising Dragon Power, she transformed into a dragon with a tail and horns, becoming a little dragon girl whose physique was absolutely no less than Tang Wulin's.

In terms of mental strength, he is not much worse than Gu Yue.

It can withstand the souls of ten thousand years without any problem.

In terms of combat strength, she is only inferior to Ji Fengyu, Tang Wulin, and Gu Yue.

"Around 8,000 years old, dragon-attribute spirits, as long as the quality is good, are fine."

Na'er should act according to her abilities.

With her brother protecting her, she felt no pressure and didn't need to pretend to be strong.

"Around seven or eight thousand years ago."

"If the attributes match, a lower age is fine too."

Xie Xie and Wang Jinxi also expressed their needs.

Their requirements are only relatively low for the Dragon Clan team; for ordinary Soul Masters, this age limit is still considered a mistaken intrusion into the Heavenly Clan's territory...

"Okay, I'll contact the Spirit Pagoda."

Ji Fengyu nodded.

In summary, the more dragon-attribute spirits you have, the better.

He sent this information to Qian Gu Zhangting.

I received a reply very quickly.

Qian Gu Zhang Ting sent an encrypted file.

"Brother Ji, these are the floor numbers of all the dragon-attribute souls in the Soul Tower."

From the 1st to the 99th floor, there are a total of 13 floors containing dragon-attribute spirits, and their age and type are clearly identified.

As an excellent mole, Qian Gu Zhangting revealed the secrets of the Soul Tower very clearly.

"Could we get a different batch?"

The problem is that these dragon-type soul beasts are either not the right age or not the right attributes.

Monsoon rain could only be even more shameless.

"Change to a different batch?"

"OK."

Without saying a word, Qian Gu Zhang Ting quickly sent over several more encrypted files.

It's a change in the schedule of the Soul Tower.

Ji Fengyu carefully reviewed the documents and discovered that two and a half months later, the Soul Tower would reorganize the dragon-type soul spirits they needed.

"Then let's go that day."

"Six spots should be fine, right?"

The monsoon rains set the date.

Soon, Qian Gu Zhangting responded with an OK sign.

In fact, given the quality of the Dragon Clan team, raising their first soul spirit to ten thousand years is no problem at all.

However, since everyone has a single spirit, they don't need to conserve spirit slots like Ji Fengyu did, planning to upgrade their spirits after acquiring new ones.

Within acceptable limits, the more souls, the better.

After all, a typical Title Douluo might only have three soul spirits in their lifetime: yellow, purple, and black, with a soul ring configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black.

"The date is set. We'll go to the Soul Tower together in two and a half months..."

Ji Fengyu explained the situation to everyone, and naturally no one had any objections.

"Junior Brother!"

Just then, a loud, clear voice rang out from outside; it was Aruheng returning.

Aruheng was full of energy. Facing the turbulent world, he felt no sense of defeat. On the contrary, he fought with great enjoyment.

Zhuoshi also held Aruheng in high regard, considering him the "glorious ancestor" of the Body Sect!

It's a completely different species from ordinary Contra players.

"Senior Brother, are you settling in well at Shrek Academy?"

The monsoon rains came out to greet Aruheng.

As the class monitor, he was supposed to take charge of the overall situation, but when Tang Wulin got into trouble, he asked for leave and came back.

The class assessment was handled by the vice class monitor, Gu Yue.

Gu Yue also reported to him on the situation of the first graders, excluding Aruheng, so Ji Fengyu asked him a question.

"I'm used to it. The teachers here are very capable and easy to get along with. They are all talented. I love it here."

Aruheng smiled with a simple and honest expression, looking very content.

The hot-tempered Zhuo Shi suited his taste perfectly, and Shrek Academy also gave him many novel experiences that he could not have seen in the Body Sect.

"What are you discussing?"

"What? Two and a half months? A tower rush? Do you need my help?"

Aruheng mentioned it out of curiosity. High-level Soul Masters have excellent senses, and he could hear Ji Fengyu and the others discussing it from a distance.

Aruheng believed he still possessed some ability.

As the senior brother, he has to protect his junior brother!

He felt a little embarrassed accepting his junior brother's favor, even though he was the senior brother.

"The age difference between members of the tower rush team cannot exceed 3 years. Senior Brother, you are 18 years older than us."

Ji Fengyu shrugged.

Is it because he doesn't want to play with Aruheng?

Wouldn't it be great to have an insanely powerful Contra player by your side? But the conditions don't allow it.

"what?"

"Oh well."

Aruheng was disappointed that he couldn't play with his junior brother.

"Brother Ji, I'm going out for a bit."

Tang Wulin's injuries had almost healed. After discussing the Soul Spirit Tower, he immediately rushed outside.

He passed by Ji Fengyu and Aruheng, and only gave them a quick greeting.

"Wu Lin, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Ji Fengyu looked at Xie Xie, who had chased after them, with some suspicion.

Why did you run so fast after just getting out of the hospital bed?

Xie Xie shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

"They should be going to find Yang Nianxia."

Gu Yue added from the side.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. The one who understands you best is often your enemy.

Gu Yue knew exactly what Tang Wulin was thinking. With Yang Nianxia ruining such a great thing, Tang Wulin was bound to act crazy while drunk!

"Yang Nianxia?"

Xie Xie belatedly realized what was happening and immediately shivered.

Yup!

Yang Nianxia gave Tang Wulin a princess carry in front of everyone!

Originally, Brother Ji was supposed to pick up Tang Wulin...

Realizing this, Xie Xie's gaze immediately turned to pity, and he silently mourned for Yang Nianxia.

"Forehead……"

Ji Fengyu could only tell Yang Nianxia to pray for the best.

Only he could restrain Tang Wulin when he was drunk and acting crazy.

But he didn't want to get involved.

Yang Nianxia, ​​that scoundrel, has no good intentions at all.

……

"Yang Nianxia!"

boom!

Tang Wulin arrived at the boys' dormitory.

He kicked open Yang Nianxia's dormitory door and dragged her off the bed like a chick.

"Brother Wu Lin, what's wrong?"

Yang Nianxia was bewildered and panicked.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to give you some guidance on forging and cultivation."

Tang Wulin's smile was...no, it was very kind.