Chapter 220 Peeping Man, Tang San!

Hearing this, Meng Hongchen immediately understood, and she pounced on Han Yu with her teeth bared:

"Damn it, you dare to make fun of me, I must punish you severely."

Han Yu showed no sign of weakness: "Come if you want, don't think I'm afraid of you."

"The battle will last till dawn!"

The moon was high in the night sky, and it shyly disappeared, leaving only a dark sky.

Thunder rumbled continuously, and soon the sky changed.

The drizzle continued to fall, slowly wetting the ground.

This quiet night is undoubtedly very suitable for sleeping.

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Spirit world.

The soft halo is like a mother's hand, gently touching the delicate skin of the clouds, and the illusory space has an unusually moving sense of substance.

Faintly, not far away, there seems to be a towering palace, which seems illusory yet real under the touch of this soft halo.

Inside the palace, in a small, somewhat remote room.

A young man in a luxurious blue robe frowned and kept muttering:

"Impossible, I have already arranged it."

"Why did the auspicious beast's luck disappear?"

The room is not big, but what is amazing is that the entire room is filled with somewhat transparent screens.

Various images kept flashing on the screen, and there were human figures flashing in them.

The young man's eyes were fixed on one of the screens, and the picture on that screen was a dense forest.

"It seems that things are out of my control. Could it be that someone is interfering with my long-term plan?"

'Who is the one? ’

The young man is none other than Seagod Tang San, one of the five great gods in the God Realm.

This room was built privately by him as a tool to observe Douluo Continent.

His power of faith was emanating from every screen, and it was obvious that he was connected through the power of faith.

'Could it be that Destruction knew my plan?'

Seagod Tang San frowned. In the entire God Realm, except for the God of Destruction, no one was against him.

Apart from the God of Destruction, Tang San couldn't think of who the God of the Sea was.

'Whether it's him or not, I have to take action.'

'The Child of Destiny is gradually slipping away from my control and embarking on the path of an evil soul master.'

"But this is not a problem. My Seagod's Light can purify these evil forces."

"As long as Xiao Qi can turn over a new leaf and return to my arms, I can still turn him into a normal soul master."

Seagod Tang San was constantly thinking in his heart, and now things had taken unexpected turns.

He was in a very bad mood at the moment, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

"Poseidon, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the heart of Seagod Tang San.

He looked around with a guilty conscience, then realized that this was the message from the God of Destruction, and he felt relieved.

After tidying up his clothes slightly, Seagod Tang San walked out with a serious face.

As he left, the entire room was suddenly covered by the rich power of the god of the sea. It was clearly here, but if someone stood here, they would be able to see it.

The room disappeared from sight.

Seagod Tang San walked out of the Seagod Temple slowly, his body suspended in the air above the God Realm. The surrounding clouds and mist kept swirling, perfectly bringing out his divine temperament.

"Destruction, what do you want from me?"

Seagod Tang San glanced at the God of Destruction who was also floating in the air not far away.

The God of Destruction is also one of the five great gods in the divine world. He has an upright character and has always enforced the law impartially for the development of the divine world.

He was wearing a lavender robe and a purple-black cloak on his head that covered his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

The God of Destruction glanced at Seagod Tang San and snorted coldly:
"Sea God, have you forgotten that it is your turn to be on duty today?"

"You are so derelict in your duty, and you still want me to inform you to take over?"

Seagod Tang San was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized that today was his day on duty.

The God Kings jointly control the God Realm, and each of them is responsible for supervising the subordinate planes of the God Realm for one day.

Five people take turns, and today's shift is occupied by Seagod Tang San.

However, the God of Destruction found that Sea God Tang San had not arrived yet, so he had to go to his residence and call him out.

What the God of Destruction didn't know was that Seagod Tang San had been having a great time in his own little room these days.

He had already forgotten the time, so he forgot that he was on duty today.

Seeing that Seagod Tang San had not spoken for a long time, the God of Destruction frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Poseidon, you are not hiding anything from us recently, are you?"

"I haven't come to you to settle accounts with your mother in Douluo Continent yet."

Upon hearing this, Seagod Tang San became furious and secretly rebuked the God of Destruction for extending his hand too wide.

He is also a God King, and his mother is unwilling to ascend to the God Realm. As a son, he places her on the Douluo Continent to be raised out of filial piety.

The God of Destruction even cares about this. Could it be that he doesn't take him, Tang San, seriously?

Who has the final say in this world of gods? God of Destruction, I will kill you sooner or later.

Let me show you how powerful the "Tao" I practice is.

Although he was extremely angry, Seagod Tang San did not show it on the surface. A gentle smile appeared on his face:

"God of Destruction, look at me. I've been busy practicing recently and have forgotten the time."

"I'll go on duty now."

As he spoke, Seagod Tang San summoned a harpoon, stepped on it, and his body instantly turned into a stream of light, flying towards the magnificent palace.

"Hmph, Poseidon, don't let me catch you. All unfavorable factors that hinder the development of the God Realm must be eliminated."

The God of Destruction waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned into a streak of purple lightning and disappeared on the spot.

Douluo Continent.

With Han Yu's return, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy became lively again.

Not only would Ji Juechen challenge him, but Qiu'er would also join in from time to time.

However, ever since Ji Juechen was cast into an illusion by Han Yu, he did not seek to fight with Han Yu for a short period of time.

The painful experience is still fresh in his memory.

For example, you choke when drinking water, eat bugs when eating, or go to the toilet and the toilet is broken, causing the waste to not be flushed away.

In desperation he had to flush the toilet manually, but when he went to get water the water was cut off again.

In the end, I could only watch the filth in the toilet and let it go.

Qiu'er, on the other hand, mostly fights against the cold rain.

The two became familiar with each other through constant fighting.

I have to say that Qiu'er's golden dragon martial soul is really a very powerful martial soul.

If Han Yu and Qiu'er weren't using pupil techniques and those powerful soul skills, they would be basically evenly matched.

Han Yu had a slight advantage, while Qiu Er was slightly inferior. This kind of battle made Ji Juechen extremely envious.

He longs for a fight, but doesn't like a crushing fight.

This kind of evenly matched or superior duel is what he wants.

At this time, his fighting spirit had shifted from Han Yu to Qiu'er.

He would fight with Qiu'er from time to time. In his eyes, there was no difference between men and women.

All he had eyes for was sword and battle.

Faced with Ji Juechen's invitation to fight, Qiu'er did not refuse.

After being defeated by Han Yu, she was extremely eager to improve her strength.

"Ji Juechen, martial soul, sword, soul emperor."

"Qiu'er, martial soul, golden dragon, soul emperor."

On the training ground, after Han Yu announced the start of the competition, the two of them moved at the same time.

The soul rings on Ji Juechen's body kept flashing. Facing Qiu'er, he did not dare to be careless and directly used all the soul skills that could increase his strength.

Then he picked up the meteorite sword and attacked Qiu'er.

Qiu'er on the other side was not to be outdone. A golden light flashed in her hand, and a golden spear instantly appeared in her hand.

"Golden dragon body, dragon's power!"

Qiu'er let out a delicate cry, and her tight clothes moved without wind. Her long wavy golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes instantly turned golden.

A fierce aura emanated from her body, and the next moment, she slammed the ground with her right leg, and the ground was immediately cracked by this powerful force.

She also used this power to stab towards Ji Juechen with the golden dragon spear in her hand.

Looking at this horrifying scene, the corners of Han Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

'Why are all the women I meet so fierce?'

Han Yu felt helpless. Except for the twins and Meng Hongchen, the other women didn't seem to be human.

It is reasonable to have such a terrifying power.

While Han Yu was feeling complicated, the two men in the training ground soon started fighting.

The spear turned into countless spear shadows, stabbing towards Ji Juechen densely, but Ji Juechen was not afraid at all, and swung the sword in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

Completely block those gun shadows.

Dang Dang Dang!
There are no fancy soul skills, only the purest techniques.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves.

The fighting spirit in Ji Juechen's eyes became even stronger, and his eyes were full of fanaticism, as if he had met some worthy opponent.

Then, his sword moves changed, and in front of Han Yu's somewhat dazed gaze, Ji Juechen shouted:
"Uchiha style swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, the sword moves in his hand became more exquisite. The moves were very simple, but they were filled with fierce murderous aura.

'When did he learn it?'

Han Yu stared blankly at the pirated Uchiha swordsmanship, his heart full of confusion.

Although he often used this set of sword skills in front of Ji Juechen, it was impossible for him to learn it just like that.

'I see. ’

After observing for a while, Han Yu realized that Ji Juechen had only learned the basics.

It looks very similar, but it is completely different from cold rain.

It's the difference between a copycat and an authentic product.

In Han Yu's eyes, his moves were full of loopholes, and Han Yu had ten thousand ways to make Ji Juechen die in these loopholes.

Although Ji Juechen only learned the basics, it is definitely a very sophisticated sword technique in the Douluo Continent.

You know, except for those whose martial soul is the sword, there are basically few complete sets of sword techniques.

Moreover, those with sword martial spirits mostly rely on their own soul skills to fight.

Ji Juechen was able to learn Uchiha swordsmanship, which would be very helpful for improving his future strength.

In Douluo Continent, having one more skill than others means you have an advantage from the start.

In a battle of the same level, the one with more skills will definitely win.

Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of metal colliding continued to ring out, and Qiu'er was unable to withstand Ji Juechen's fairly skillful swordsmanship.

"Junior Qiu'er, I win this time."

Ji Juechen laughed loudly, his eyes revealing unconcealable excitement.

He is finally going to win.

He had been losing battles these days, and his spirit was almost gone.

Qiu'er's face was expressionless. She waved the spear in her hand to block Ji Juechen's sword and snorted coldly:
"Your swordsmanship is not as good as that abominable guy."

She glanced at Han Yu out of the corner of her eye and continued:
"It just so happens that I have become familiar with that new ability these days, so I will try it on you."

"Eye Technique of Destiny: Amaterasu!"

Qiu'er let out a low shout, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared on her fair forehead, and a strange and red light burst out instantly.

As Qiu'er finished speaking, a flame mixed with gold and black appeared out of thin air on Ji Juechen's clothes.

"what--!"

Zizi!

The sound of flames exploding was heard, mixed with Ji Juechen's heart-wrenching screams, which made people shudder.

At this moment, a white figure appeared beside Ji Juechen like a ghost.

Han Yu's face was stern, and a cold aura emanated from his entire body, like an iceberg, lowering the temperature around him.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and white cold air gushed out of his body, wrapping up Ji Juechen and the golden flame.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Juechen and the golden-black flame were frozen in the ice.

The ice was crystal clear, like a huge crystal coffin, sealing Ji Juechen and the flames tightly inside.

But surprisingly, the golden-black flame inside the ice did not go out. Instead, it continued to jump and even began to melt the surrounding ice.

When Han Yu saw this scene, his brows slightly frowned. He snorted coldly, and the soul power in his body surged, instantly injected into the flames on Ji Juechen's body.

The golden flame suddenly became more violent. It was like a giant golden and black dragon, twisting wildly in the ice, trying to break free from the cold rain.

Seeing this, Han Yu's face darkened. He clenched his fists and exerted force suddenly.

"what--!"

With a painful scream, the golden-black flame was peeled off from Ji Juechen by Han Yu, and was suppressed by Han Yu's soul power, floating in the air.

Ji Juechen's frozen body slipped from the ice. He gasped in pain, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

“It’s so scary. So scary. So scary.”

Ji Juechen's voice was trembling, and he was obviously frozen by the cold rain.

"Brother Ji, Qiu'er won this battle."

Han Yu smiled slightly, then cast an admiring look at Qiu'er.

Unexpectedly, Qiu'er snorted coldly and turned her head away, showing that she did not appreciate it at all.

In a corner that no one could see, the corners of Qiu'er's cold and delicate face rose slightly, and it could be seen that she seemed to be in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)