Chapter 447 The Rain Keeps Falling
"If it's not true, then it's not true. Apart from having an extra memory and a spirit ring, nothing seems to have changed about you." Mu Xing patted Long Yan's head. "As long as you don't run to the street and shout 'I'm not a human anymore', no one will doubt you."
What's the big deal? Why are you so emo?
“But I am just the sword spirit born from the Dragon Clan’s magic sword. It is precisely because of the Dragon God aura you possess that my cultivation can be improved. I knew all this when I broke through the Titled Douluo realm.” At the end, Long Yan sighed, and his whole mood was very low.
He was transformed from the dragon horn of the Dragon God, just like the Golden Dragon Spear was the forty-ninth rib of the Golden Dragon King, both were divine weapons. Although he had wisdom and was transformed into a human, he had gotten used to his human identity and hoped to be a real human.
But judging from the current situation, he is no longer a human being, he is just a sword spirit, and a sword spirit with a master.
"Even if you return to the sect, your friends and family will only be happy that you have broken through to the Title Douluo level, and at most they will be amazed at how your ninth spirit ring is golden." Mu Xing continued to persuade, "Does it mean that just because you have one more memory, you can deny the decades of your life before that?"
Long Yan realized it later, "That seems to be the case. I was obsessed with the information I got after the breakthrough. The impact was too strong."
"Then you should take care of yourself. If that doesn't work, take some medicine." For most of his companions with psychological problems, Mu Xing's advice is to take some Chinese medicine to regulate their condition.
Long Yan's expression gradually changed, and it was obvious that he took her words to heart.
"This is my life. I can't mark it as the past without permission! At least I have broken through the ninth ring and become a Titled Douluo. I need to think of a resounding title for myself! What do you think of Sword God Douluo?" Long Yan suddenly raised his head, his hair flying up and down with his movements. His mouth was stretched to his ears and could hardly contain the joy that was overflowing. It was as if an invisible leash was pulling his neck, just like...
A golden retriever puppy that found a Frisbee.
Oh my god! Mu Xing subconsciously took a step back. He didn't expect that he would live a life with both cats and dogs so soon. I'm afraid that even without his consolation, this guy would figure it out soon.
"as long as you are happy."
Long Yan's smile became even brighter. "I'm going back to the sect to tell them that I've made a breakthrough! From now on I'll be the Sword God Douluo! You'll agree, right?" As he said that, he was about to jump off the terrace.
"Don't go yet, what is your ninth soul skill?" Everything else doesn't matter, Mu Xing is still very interested in the god-level soul ring.
Long Yan's expression couldn't help but become a little strange. "This soul skill doesn't actually belong to me, but to the Dragon God. So I can't use it at all. You have to use it, just like the martial soul fusion skill."
"Soul fusion technique... do you want a hug?" Mu Xing thought for less than a second and opened his arms towards Long Yan.
"Technically no, but you can if you want."
"Then give me a hug." Mu Xing took the opportunity to rub the dog head of the human-shaped dragon-slaying sword.
Sun and Moon Empire, Royal Palace.
The palace was brightly lit at night. Xu Tianran was handling government affairs in his study, with Juzi by his side.
Loading! If you don't sleep, I will sleep too! Ju Zixin thought that the title of Crown Princess sounded nice, but in fact it was just a higher-level cow and horse. When she thought about having to accompany Xu Tianran to watch the game after dawn, she didn't know how much powder she had to apply to cover her increasingly obvious dark circles.
I have never seen someone who loves watching the game so much. He almost got injured by a player on the second day of the game but he still watched over the game! Watching the game during the day means spending more time handling government affairs at night, commonly known as staying up late.
Xu Tianran naturally didn't know what Orange was thinking. Looking at her delicate skin that was as soft as a baby's, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. It was a pity that he couldn't... Otherwise, Orange would indeed be a good companion.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked out the window. His originally peaceful expression suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Immediately afterwards, people in Mingdu clearly felt the ground beneath their feet begin to tremble slightly.
The four-meter-long dragon-slaying sword trembled and emitted thousands of blood-soaked dragon roars. When the blade cut through the airflow, a thirty-meter-long shadow of the sword suddenly materialized. The blade light showed the shadow of an ancient dragon cut in half. Its scales shattered, and dragon blood condensed into raindrops and splashed in the illusion. The slash that transcended the laws of physics was wrapped in the power of the dragon god. The soul-guided protective shield exploded like fragile colored glass. The remaining force of the sword slashed towards the sky, tearing a red rift through the entire night.
Chaos and turbulence rolled in the cracks in the void, just like a wound cut by the gods with the Milky Way as a piece of cloth. Even the stars that fell into it were annihilated into tiny pieces of light dust.
"The evening rain will eventually... why hasn't it fallen yet? Forget it!" Mu Xing's eyes lit up. Just a casual wave of his hand could create such a huge momentum. Then, if he used the Dragon Slaying Sword to strike the Silver Dragon King again along the wound caused by the first generation Shura God, what would be the effect?
The retina of all those who looked up at the void crack was permanently imprinted with the illusion of the dragon's severed head: it was not a trick of light and shadow, but the embodiment of the memory of the blood sacrifice of the dragon-slaying sword. The pressure released by the dragon-slaying sword was catalyzing the fear of mortals into a concrete form.
When the morning light pierced through the clouds, the chasm that stretched across the sky above Mingdu was still spewing out chaos, and the culprit was hanging on her dragon-shaped cat climbing frame to catch up on her sleep.
After the Continental Youth High-level Spirit Master Elite Competition entered the round-robin stage, after Yan Feng used the Ice Explosion Technique to wipe out the Mingyu Sect, in the next five games, the opponents gave up and admitted defeat as soon as they saw Yan Feng on the field. Chen Lingyi had no choice but to let him leave the field and give the opportunity to others. But even so, Longge still ranked first in the group with a record of six wins.
In this group, in addition to Longge, there is another team that has maintained an undefeated record, and that is the Tang Sect team composed of all the evil soul masters.
Under Zhongli Wu's strong request and Jing Hongchen's behind-the-scenes manipulation, the three teams of Longge, Tangmen and Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy did not meet in the round-robin tournament.
The next match is the absolute highlight of today's competition. The two most rival teams in the history of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Fighting Soul Competition are about to collide.
On one side was the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy team led by the siblings Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen. On the other side was the Shrek Academy team led by Xiao Xiao.
On the surface, for both sides, this is not only a battle to qualify, but also a battle of life and death, a battle of glory, but in fact, only the Sun and Moon Team thinks so.