Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

With the strength of his current body, the soul ring's maximum endurance should be around 20,000 years.

Perhaps going to the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest to find the 30,000-year-old Silver Ying Beast as the third soul ring of Lingmou might be a good choice.

Huo Yuhao didn't care too much about the age of his spirit rings. With Tianmeng's spiritual essence, the age of his spirit rings could be continuously increased.

While Huo Yuhao was thinking quickly in his mind, he was chatting casually with Zhang Lexuan beside him.

The two walked side by side, step by step, towards the training ground on the top of the mountain.

Before the two of them could completely step into the training ground, they could hear a dissatisfied snort coming from inside.

"Sister Ruoruo, I won't fight you anymore. Every time I fight you, I always feel constrained and it's not enjoyable at all."

Chapter 85: Three days without punishment

In the martial arts arena.

Wu Ming, with red hair and wearing a neat red suit, was looking helplessly at Han Ruoruo, who was not far away and had a slim figure and eyes as black as ink.

Their competition was so simple that it almost drove Wu Ming crazy.

Every time, she gathered her soul power and rushed forward, but before she could get close to the other party, she was tightly entangled by the insanely flexible golden rope and thrown aside like a dumpling.

After repeating this several times, he didn't even touch the corner of Han Ruoruo's clothes.

What a fart!

Wu Ming became even angrier when he thought about it, and couldn't help rolling his eyes at Han Ruoruo in the field.

Seeing this, Han Ruoruo covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Wu Ming who looked depressed.

This little girl hasn't even obtained her seventh soul ring yet, and I don't know what she's thinking, but she's thinking about fighting with me.

Is it possible that my title of being the best controller in the inner courtyard is just an exaggeration?

Han Ruoruo walked lightly to Wu Ming's side, her voice gentle but teasing: "Ming'er, do you want to try again? Maybe next time, you can successfully touch me?"

When Wu Ming heard Han Ruoruo's words, he became even more angry.

"Sister Ruoruo, watch this."

Wu Ming suddenly shouted, put away the depression on his face, opened his arms, and hugged Han Ruoruo who had not yet reacted.

Then, her restless hands reached out to the girl's soft and slender waist very skillfully and began to tickle it without any hesitation.

"Haha... Ming'er, don't..."

The gentle and quiet Han Ruoruo could not stand this. Her body began to struggle and twist uncontrollably in Wu Ming's arms, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Ha... Ming'er, you... you're cheating. Let me go... I admit defeat... Is it not enough to admit defeat?"

Han Ruoruo's cheeks were flushed with a charming blush because of her playfulness, and her breathing became a little rapid.

She dodged Wu Ming's claws and begged for mercy: "Ming'er, please stop... What if someone comes later? What if they see us like this..."

"Hehe, Sister Ruoruo, what are you afraid of?" Wu Ming didn't stop, but laughed even more proudly, "There are usually very few people coming to this martial arts arena. Even if you scream at the top of your lungs, no one will come to save you."

She continued to tickle Han Ruoruo's itch while letting out bursts of evil laughter, not forgetting to tease: "Sister Ruoruo, you said you have such a good figure and such a gentle personality, I don't know which bastard will get you in the future."

Han Ruoruo was tickled by Wu Ming until her entire body went limp. She gasped for breath and said, "Ming'er, I think with your... tomboyish personality, it will be hard for you to find a suitable partner in the future..."

"I'm not worried." Wu Ming raised his chin, but his hands didn't stop moving. "By the way, Sister Ruoruo, why don't you continue to get in touch with that little boy who seemed so nice before?"

"If you manage to get him, remember to ask him if he has any cousins ​​or something and introduce them to me. If that's not possible..." Wu Ming leaned close to Han Ruoruo's ear and lowered his voice, "Sister Ruoruo, I can accept a child with you and my junior."

Han Ruoruo was choked when she heard Wu Ming's increasingly outrageous and bold remarks. She felt embarrassed and angry and wanted to glare at her.

But because of Wu Ming's mischievous little hands, she couldn't use any strength in her body, and even her eyes were filled with a strange moisture.

Wu Ming looked at Han Ruoruo who had no power to resist and laughed.

Just as the two best friends continued to play.

A light cough was heard.

"Ruoruo, Ming'er, seeing you still so energetic, I feel relieved."

Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming were both startled by the sudden voice, but they felt relieved when they recognized it as the voice of Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan.

But when they looked in the direction of the voice, they saw not only Zhang Lexuan, but also the handsome black-haired boy with clear eyes standing next to her.

Be it Wu Ming, who was so arrogant just now, or Han Ruoruo, whose face flushed from being tickled, they all took a few steps apart and kept their distance as if they had been electrocuted.

Han Ruoruo glared at Wu Ming fiercely, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

It’s all this little girl’s fault!

Normally, with her level of cultivation, how could she not notice someone approaching?

But Wu Ming's disturbance just now, with tickling and embarrassing words, completely distracted her.

She also didn't know whether her junior had heard their conversation just now, especially Wu Ming's shameless words.

If someone heard this, how would I behave in front of my junior?

Wu Ming turned his head awkwardly, not daring to look at Han Ruoruo.

After all, her voice was a little loud just now, and her bold remarks were caught by the real person.

No matter how bold and straightforward Wu Ming was, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Zhang Lexuan took in the reactions of both men, then glanced calmly at Huo Yuhao, who looked calm beside her, but frowned slightly.

Including Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen, why do Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming also seem to have a good impression of Huo Yuhao?

Although she understood that outstanding people would always unconsciously attract the attention of others.

However, when it comes to matters of the heart, if too many people get involved and the relationship becomes so complicated and entangled, it is possible that someone will get hurt, or even become enemies.

As the eldest sister in the inner courtyard, she naturally didn't want to see this happen.

After getting over his slightly embarrassed mood, Wu Ming walked over quickly with a bright smile on his face.

"Big Sister, how come you have time to come here?"

Zhang Lexuan looked at her with a gentle smile on her face. "Ming'er, your application to the academy to obtain your seventh spirit ring has been approved. A teacher should be leading the team to make arrangements soon."

When Wu Ming heard Zhang Lexuan's words, his rosy eyes suddenly lit up.

If I can obtain the seventh soul ring and use my martial soul's true form, I might be able to defeat Han Ruoruo head-on.

After the excitement, Wu Ming turned his gaze to Huo Yuhao who was standing next to Zhang Lexuan, with a look of confusion on his face.

"So, little brother, what are you doing here?"

She seemed to have thought of something, and she clenched her right fist and clapped it against her left palm, her tone teasing.

"I see. Are you here to look for our Sister Ruoruo?"

Han Ruoruo, who had just walked behind Wu Ming, was almost mad to death when she heard Wu Ming making fun of her again.

This little girl is really like a fool, thinking about making fun of herself all day long.

"I want to test out my newfound abilities in the martial arts arena," Huo Yuhao said with a gentle smile. "I wonder if Senior Sister Wu Ming has time to fight with me?"

"Fight me?"

When Wu Ming heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the junior brother's soul power level may not be too high, he has the ultimate ice martial soul.

She had never experienced fighting a martial spirit with such extreme attributes before.

Not to mention, the previous fight with Han Ruoruo was so frustrating that he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

She just wanted to find an opponent and have a good fight to vent her emotions.

Wu Ming nodded excitedly and responded readily, "Okay. Junior brother, what's your current soul power level? How low do you need me to suppress it to in order to fight you?"

Seeing this, Han Ruoruo, who was standing next to her, said helplessly, "Ming'er, don't get too excited. Can you please behave like a senior student?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "Senior Sister Wu Ming, there's no need to suppress me. Just fight me with all your might."

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the three people present were stunned.

Zhang Lexuan frowned and asked doubtfully, "Junior Brother, although Ming'er hasn't obtained her seventh spirit ring yet, she is, after all, a six-ringed offensive spirit master. If you underestimate her, you probably won't gain anything."

Zhang Lexuan didn't think Huo Yuhao was that arrogant person.

A long time ago, Elder Mu had discussed this with her in detail, hinting that he would probably surpass her in the future and train Huo Yuhao as the next leader of the Sea God Pavilion.

Huo Yuhao was recognized by Mr. Mu, so he must have his own unique qualities.

“If I wasn’t facing Senior Sister Wu Ming at full strength, then there would be no need for me to test my new abilities, right?” Huo Yuhao explained. “Besides, Senior Sister Han Ruoruo and Senior Sister, you two are watching the fight from the sidelines. You shouldn’t let anything get into trouble, right?”

After hearing Huo Yuhao's reasonable explanation, Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo finally relaxed their brows.

With Zhang Lexuan, who has the cultivation level of a Soul Douluo, and Han Ruoruo, who is close to the cultivation level of a Soul Douluo, controlling this duel, naturally there will be no accidents.

Wu Ming was even more excited. He ran directly to the other end of the martial arts arena, stood still, and said loudly:

"Junior brother, if you are ready, then let's get started. Don't worry, I will control the strength and won't really hurt you."

Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo looked at each other.

Zhang Lexuan then walked to the center of the martial arts arena and acted as a temporary referee.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had already taken his position, she called out, "Both parties, prepare—"

Upon hearing Zhang Lexuan's voice, Wu Ming was instantly possessed by his martial spirit.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.

Six soul rings suddenly rose from under her feet, shining brightly.

The blazing golden-red flames began to burn and leap violently on Wu Ming's exquisite body like a living thing, emitting an astonishingly high temperature, causing the surrounding air to become slightly distorted.

On Huo Yuhao's side, three ink-black spirit rings rose from under his feet.

Pieces of ice-white diamond-shaped dragon scales flashed with a cold and dazzling light, quickly covering Huo Yuhao's entire body.

His eyes also turned into silver-white vertical pupils, revealing a heart-wrenching indifference.

An extremely strong chill suddenly burst out from him, like the arrival of winter, instantly sweeping across the entire training ground.

The air, which was originally agitated by the Golden Crow's True Fire, suddenly dropped a few degrees, and even ice crystals were faintly condensed in the air.