Chapter 311 Confrontation (, 3000, please subscribe!)
Of course, this is just a reasonable inference about the future, which has not come yet.
The news has just begun to spread. With the current speed of information transmission in Douluo Continent, it will take at least one or two months to spread throughout the continent.
The crowd who witnessed this feat were excited and cheered for Fang Ling to become a new world legend.
Those who are slightly familiar with each other, such as former teammates, will come up to congratulate, but those who are not familiar with each other dare not approach.
The best example is Xingluo Prince Dai Mubai, who stumbled through the ashes.
Those more than 53,000 people really died!
He died quickly and silently, and after being encompassed by the domain, he disappeared into the gray mist.
Only the ashes on the ground and the dark gray armor soaked in the power of death can confirm their authenticity.
Facts have proven that Fang Ling has a bad temper and can really kill people! His smile looks gentle, but it always makes people deeply afraid, as if it is a bottomless abyss of death, and anyone who gets close to him will die.
"Congratulations on your victorious return, brother." Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed with excitement.
She was still Xue Qinghe, wearing a mask and covered by soul bones, but she couldn't suppress the passion in her heart, so her face naturally turned red. Knowing that Fang Ling had the inheritance of a god, seeing that Fang Ling had eight hundred thousand year soul rings after evolution, and then seeing him fight ten thousand people alone and show his supreme power, the shock was progressive.
Many people around were so excited that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, but it didn't seem out of place.
Fang Ling smiled and shook his head: "It's not worth celebrating, there are only more than 50,000 people."
"Except for the Title Douluo Netherworld White Tiger who has a fused martial soul, who is a little bit uncomfortable, the others below Soul Emperor can't even resist the passive of my domain, so they are not opponents."
He doesn't get excited by beating up weak opponents, but is only mentally active because of the points and undead he gains.
"Congratulations, Your Highness, on returning victoriously!" A group of untidy and slightly old voices rang out. These were congratulations from the court officials of Tiandou.
Fang Ling didn't care about his status as a so-called One Word King, and rarely showed up in front of the world, focusing on cultivation...
But they couldn't help but congratulate.
I’m afraid that if I’m remembered, it would be very painful.
Fang Ling's fighting power is like that of a god descending from heaven. Who can resist him?
"Congratulations to the captain on his victorious return!" This is the congratulations from Yufeng and the Shi brothers.
"Practice well, and you will be able to do it in the future." Fang Ling waved at them.
"Yes!" They responded enthusiastically.
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There are those who are happy, and naturally there are also those who hate.
That’s right, it’s still the “Master” Yu Xiaogang!
Fang Ling was the center of everyone's attention and was too dazzling.
As both of them had useless martial souls and extremely low soul power, he was compared to a stink bug hovering below, causing those who knew the inside story to look at him sideways from time to time.
In addition to the death of his idol Tang Hao, his disciple Tang San, who he had placed his heart and soul in, was wanted and his whereabouts are unknown...
How could one not hate him to the extreme? He wanted to curse out loud, but death was right in front of him, so Gangzi did not dare to speak.
He is also a person who cherishes his life.
So he could only stare at Fang Ling with hatred, cursing him in his heart for a bad death, and comforting himself with an Ah Q-style victory.
Whether it was hatred, joy, or excitement, the atmosphere in the Tiandou Empire was extremely hot, just like the New Year.
Xing Luo looked as if some grand funeral had been held, with everyone having gloomy faces.
"Fifty thousand elite heavily-armored troops, three thousand soul masters, and the Netherworld White Tiger, a martial arts fusion skill that has reached the Titled Douluo realm, did not even hurt the enemy. They were all gone in the blink of an eye!"
Dai Mubai had already walked back to the Xing Luo Empire camp, his hands trembling slightly.
It is totally unimaginable that the war between the two sides ended just as it began.
Not only did the royal family provide support, but many nobles also provided a lot of financial support, as well as their own private soldiers.
But these supports couldn't even allow Fang Ling to show his strongest strength! That super-standard power was not revealed at all, and they couldn't even withstand the domain alone! Dai Mubai pinched his hair with a painful expression.
Group attacks were completely ineffective against Fang Ling, and the Xing Luo Empire did not have a sufficiently powerful individual soul master, which meant that they had absolutely no way to deal with Fang Ling!
Fang Ling has truly grown up. He is no longer just a genius. He has realized his potential and has become a powerful soul master! He can ride on their heads and shit without restraint! Dai Mubai is sure that Fang Ling must have consumed soul power, but how much soul power did he consume? At the end of the battle, Fang Ling still looked relaxed, as if he had wiped away a stink bug, and he still had time to communicate with others.
Inhuman! "It's not Zhan's fault. Eight hundred thousand year spirit rings and the innate realm are just Fang Ling's evildoer. Your Highness the Crown Prince has already proven himself. You don't need to worry too much." One of the Crown Prince's staff members consoled him.
"Is it not a crime of war?" Dai Mubai looked confused, looking at Fang Ling from afar, and let out a heavy and long sigh, "Go back and explain the result of this battle."
"A Contra who is less than 19 years old is too young!"
"The configuration of his spirit rings is unimaginable. He will be a great enemy of the empire."
The Spirit Hall side.
Yan, Xie Yue and others suffered a huge blow.
They were just Soul Emperors, and they thought it was outrageous enough to hear the news that Fang Ling had become a Soul Saint.
Who would have thought that he would become a Contra beyond imagination?
He is a Soul Douluo who possesses eight hundred thousand year soul rings! "How is this possible?"
A group of people looked at each other, and their worldviews were greatly impacted.
The elders who followed were equally shocked and had heated discussions, thinking about how they should respond if they were put in the same situation.
After arguing for a long time, I found out——
Not to mention that it was as easy as Fang Ling to kill all the heavy armored troops and the soul master corps. If he was held back, he might even die! The soul power consumed was huge, so it was impossible to do it so easily.
Fang Ling's cultivation level made them feel heavy-hearted, but the atmosphere was not as serious as that on Xing Luo's side. Hu Liena was even more smiling and giggling.
Bibi Dong stared at Fang Ling intently. The cultivation level of the person behind this gaze was high enough that Fang Ling's spiritual sense was touched.
The two people's eyes met in the air for a moment, and then quickly separated.
Bibi Dong finally left with the people from the Spirit Hall.
This place is not too far from Wuhun City. When choosing the location for the battle between the two sides, Dai Mubai probably thought of asking Bibi Dong or the elders of the Wuhun Hall to witness it.
Unexpectedly, the final result shocked the world and made his plan completely fail.
…
As night falls, the sky is covered in a deep black color like ink.
A bright moon hangs in the sky, casting silvery light. The scene in front of your eyes seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, making it a little more hazy.
Fang Ling did not practice. After attending the dinner hosted by Qian Renxue, he quietly came to Wuhun City.
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Perhaps because Bibi Dong had said hello, she was able to enter the city smoothly. She was then taken to the Pope's Palace and into the meeting hall.
The magnificent hall was lit up by soul-guided lamps. The light was not brilliant, but dazzling enough to perfectly highlight the face of Bibi Dong who was sitting in the main seat.
She was wearing an exquisite long dress embroidered with intricate dragon and phoenix patterns, with gold and silver threads interwoven to create a luxurious feel.
Her eyebrows are like the horizontal belts on distant mountains, and her eyes seem to contain thousands of words.
With red lips, snow-white skin, bright eyes, white teeth, and a noble and sacred temperament, one can't help but feel like worshipping her.
She was pretty, but Fang Ling didn't have time to care about her appearance. He just sat there in silence.
The two are facing off.
“Da, da…”
Bibi Dong held her forehead with one hand and gently tapped the armrest of the chair with the other.
A clear voice echoed in the hall.
Fang Ling clasped his hands in front of him, his gray-gold eyes of death looking calmly ahead.
Bibi Dong paused, her eyes suddenly becoming fierce.
The soul power surged, and a thick and strong evil aura rushed towards Fang Ling.
The purple light was hazy, carrying a cruel and brutal murderous intent, and desire was surging within it. The surrounding magnificence was instantly obscured by this evil aura.
It seemed as if he had penetrated into this evil vortex in an instant. A chill originating from the soul invaded his body. Countless chaotic thoughts were drawn out. His soul power was trembling and was about to be stained with the bloody and dark murderous intent, condensing in a bloodthirsty direction.
Testing me? Fang Ling's lips curled slightly, his eyes flashed, and the tide of death surged from his body.
All things withered, no life was allowed! The gray-gold aura emanating from his body gave people an extreme sense of danger from body to soul.
Moreover, Bibibi Dong's power is much purer. There is only death, and only death can exist.
The gray-gold death energy and the purple evil energy collided with each other, attacking and defending each other, neither giving in.
A hint of surprise appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes. She continued to strengthen her soul power, and Fang Ling followed suit.
The two of them were becoming more and more powerful, and both wanted to overwhelm the other.
First there was only the table, and then the meeting hall. The glass lamps shattered to the ground under this powerful force, and the palace knights outside were frightened and trembled.
At this time, a somewhat helpless voice came from the void: "If you want to test it, don't do it here, go fight outside by yourself."
A golden holy light swept across and wiped out the power of both of them.
Qian Dao Liu? Fang Ling immediately determined the source of this power.
The power of evolution and dissolution is definitely the sacred power possessed by the Angel God.
Evolution from light is extremely sacred.
Bibi Dong was very unhappy with the angel clan, but she just snorted coldly and retracted the evil aura she was emitting.
Fang Ling also put away his deathly aura at the same time.
Apart from the tattered meeting hall that was tainted by each other's divine power and impacted by the force, neither side suffered any other losses.
"The God of Death?" Bibi Dong asked softly.
She didn't know the specific situation of the gods' world, or whether this god existed, but the power was definitely death.
"Rakshasa God?" Fang Ling did not answer but asked her instead.
The two of them revealed each other's background.
After a moment of hesitation, Bibi Dong showed some envy:
"I have carefully analyzed your growth trajectory. Your divine examination should have arrived at Notting College or earlier?"
"Is that why there is such a heaven-defying growth curve?"
Fang Ling: "Senior, you have a keen eye. I died of a broken leg when I was a beggar, but I revived from death and returned to the world as a ghost. This is how the divine test began."
"Have you been dead?" Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed.
"Dead."
(End of this chapter)
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