Fengming Douluo

Chapter 320

Since a few days ago, all hotels, inns, inns, etc. in Tiandou Imperial Capital have been fully booked.

This is really full, not just sold out. In just a few days, the population of the imperial capital almost increased by half.

This is still because the empire has a vast territory and it is inconvenient to travel between the north and the south.

This shows how attractive this Continent Senior Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is to people.

At the opening of the competition, at this time, with the Great Fighting Soul Arena as the center, almost one-third of Tiandou City was a scene of empty streets with tens of thousands of people.

All the people who can come have come, and the people who shouldn’t have come, just to watch this rare event.

You know, the emperor of Heaven Dou, who is always high above and rarely seen, the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glaze, who is rich and the enemy, the world’s first auxiliary, the spiritual archbishop of Martial Soul, the faith of the soul master, the behemoth, these rare and important figures, but they will all show up today. .

Even if you can’t enter the Great Fighting Arena, can’t watch the Soul Master game, and be able to see these big people who are rarely seen on weekdays, it is enough for ordinary civilians to play for a lifetime.

“Grandson, do you know? When grandpa was young, he saw His Majesty the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, the world’s number one auxiliary to Sect, and the Platinum Archbishop of Martial Soul Hall, who once awakened Martial Soul for civilians. All of them are big and resounding people. That day, Grandpa stood far away on the street in front of the Tiandou Great Fighting Arena. Through the large screen transmitted by the soul master’s soul skills and the soul guide, the emperor, Qibao Sect Leader, Archbishop Platinum, they were talking on there. The scene was unprecedentedly magnificent, not to mention how magnificent.”

A hundred years later, an old man who had watched the Soul Master Competition when he was young, with a look of nostalgia, lay on a rocking chair to tell his grandson his youth experience.

Sun Tzu said, “Grandpa, you are deceiving people. Isn’t Martial Soul’s Taoist temple awakening for our common people? How did it become Martial Soul Hall? What is Martial Soul Hall?”

The old man showed a look of nostalgia, “Don’t you know, the organization that used to awaken Martial Soul for our civilians is actually not the current Taoist temple, but is called the Martial Soul Temple. It was just that among us civilians, a village, or even several villages, After several generations, there will not necessarily be a soul master. But everything has changed since Lord Lingguang. He created the soul power Cultivation Technique that everyone can cultivation, even if Martial Soul awakens without a soul. Power can also be cultivation. It is he who changed the world and our destiny, giving us civilians a chance to stand up. Although the world is still unfair, Master Lingguang has created a relative fairness for us. Destiny. From now on, it is in the hands of everyone. When grandpa was young, everyone was looking forward to Martial Soul being able to have soul power when he awakened. Once it is detected that there is no soul power, it means that he has been sentenced to death. Sad. But the grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather, ancestors and ancestors have come here for generations, so children, you must remember the kindness of Lord Lingguang to us, benefit all living beings, and give all living creatures a chance to change their own destiny. Even the soul beasts. The same, forever.”

“Wow, it turns out Master Lingguang is so amazing. Grandpa, I remember. What happened to the Martial Soul Hall?” The child exclaimed. The bright dark pupils are filled with curiosity and longing, and there is The worship of Master Wei Lingguang.

The old man said, “The Martial Soul Palace intends to dominate the world, and the last pope intends to destroy all living beings. However, Lord Lingguang has a compassionate feeling for the common people, and he can’t bear to waste the lives of his life, and he is unwilling to commit more killings…. Grandpa’s cultivation is too late, this There is no hope in your life, but you are still young, so you must cultivate well so that we can repay Master Lingguang’s kindness to us.”

“Yeah, grandpa, I will, and I still want to listen to Master Lingguang’s story.” The child’s small heads are connected like a chicken pecking rice, and the heart becomes more and more curious about Master Lingguang who changed the fate of all of them. And worship it.The old man’s voice was long, but the old man was angry again, “Master Lingguang, it is said that he is a commoner like us. Before Martial Soul was awakened, he had already begun to wonder how to cultivation. Of course, yes. He was thinking about it himself, so his grandfather almost regarded it as a problem with his head and almost took him to the hospital for treatment.”

“Master Lingguang was so miserable, what happened later?” The child sighed.

The old man said, “Later, Lord Lingguang is worthy of being the proud son of heaven. The soul power Cultivation Technique that we are currently cultivating, the prototype is said to have been researched by Lord Lingguang at that time…”

…

In the early morning, the sky was faintly bright and the sun had not risen from the east, and the transformed Tiandou Great Fighting Soul Arena had already welcomed a huge audience.

The audience came so early, naturally, not to be able to enter the venue early, but to be able to see the young soul masters participating in the competition on the first day of the opening ceremony.

For this competition, Tiandou City mobilized a total of 5,000 city defense troops to maintain order, so as to avoid riots caused by too many people as much as possible.

Everyone in Shrek arrived late, and at this time the entire Great Fighting Arena had become crowded.

“Wow, so many people!”

Ning Rongrong couldn’t help but exclaimed, looking east and west, this was the first time she saw this crowded scene.

Oscar acted as her flower protector, staying beside Ning Rongrong every step of the way, while keeping his head down as much as possible to prevent others from seeing him.

It’s not just him, except for the five brilliant, young and beautiful girls, whether it is the other Shrek Monsters, or the few substitutes, they all lower their heads as much as possible at this time, because the costumes on their bodies are really making They are a little ashamed.

It’s just that compared to the others who are walking forward with their heads down, Ma Hongjun’s face seems to be unaware of the clothes he is wearing. He looked around curiously, and looked around.

Suddenly, his gaze caught a glimpse of the dark shadows that had jumped by from the attic in the distance.

“Little third son, I seem to see your father.” Ma Hongjun’s pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Tang San, who was walking forward in the crowd.

“What?” Tang San exclaimed, raising his head abruptly.

“Where? Brother, where is my father?” His voice was trembling, and he followed Ma Hongjun’s gaze, but there was nothing there.

“Uncle? Where is Uncle?” Tang Chen, who also bowed his head, suddenly raised his head.

Flander, Yu Xiaogang, and Xiao Wu also followed Ma Hongjun’s gaze, looking forward to it. If Tang San’s father really came, their waists would be hardened.

At the same time, an old man dressed in gray cloth, who looked plain, but tall, tall and energetic, also appeared in front of the battlefield.

The old man glanced faintly at Ma Hongjun and Liu Erlong among Shrek’s people, especially the latter, his gaze paused slightly, and then he turned his gaze elsewhere.

If the two of them felt it, they followed the old man’s gaze, only to see a tall, ordinary gray-clothed old man, did not pay attention to it, and looked away.

“Brother, are you wrong? There is nothing there.” Tang San frowned. His purple magic pupils were all turned on, but he moved his gaze along Ma Hongjun’s gaze, but only saw an ordinary one. The old man in grey clothes, there is no such thing as his father.

Ma Hongjun frowned, just about to explain. At this time, the old Jack who came with everyone was talking, “Little San, Hongjun may actually see your father. Grandpa is old and his eyesight is not as clear as you can see, but grandpa did just now. In the direction Hongjun looked, he saw a figure that looked like your father.”

“Grandpa Jack, are you serious?” Tang San looked at Old Jack in surprise.

Old Jack said, “It should be right. Your father and son have lived in our Holy Soul Village for six years. Grandpa is still very familiar with your drunk father.” As he said, Old Jack’s voice suddenly changed and his eyes looked bad. Pointing in the direction that Tang Hao disappeared, “This Tang Hao is also true. It has been so many years since leaving you, and finally reappeared, but didn’t come to see you. Really, when I see your father, grandpa will definitely give it to you. You vent your anger, knock his drunkard’s head open with carrots, and see what’s in it. It really maddens me….”

The more old Jack said, the bigger the fire in his stomach. Look at how Tang San came here when he was a child. He really wanted to clean up Tang Hao. Is there such a father? I leave my son alone for many years.

Among the Shrek people, everyone who knew Tang San’s father was shocked. Is this Ma Hongjun’s grandfather a peerless fierce? How dare to dismiss the Haotian Douluo so much, and still in front of other people’s sons, nephews, and servants.

Flender and Yu Xiaogang have the deepest feelings. Think about the respect they had when they faced Tang Hao, and then look at the Tang Hao in Old Jack’s mouth at this time. It’s really, oh, hard to say.

Tang Chen and Tai Long’s originally excited eyes cooled down. Although they knew that Old Jack was Ma Hongjun’s grandfather, they were a little bit uncomfortable in scorning Tang Hao in front of them.

Suddenly, they forgot the embarrassing uniforms on them. If it weren’t for Ma Hongjun and Tang San’s face, the two of them might have been unable to help Old Jack shut up.

“Grandpa Jack, don’t say anything. My father is not like that. He has his own unavoidable difficulties. I believe that one day, I will be able to see him.” Tang San was very helpless in his heart. If someone else said this to his father, he would have used the small hammer in his left hand to smack the opponent’s face and call it. However, this note of caring for him, the young old man who loves him very much, is an exception.Although Old Jack is not his grandfather, he is better than his own grandfather. After so many years, he has gradually regarded him as his own grandfather.

Especially during this period of time when the team was running in, even after a day of fatigue, he was very tired, but he would still go there often to visit him in the old Jake’s courtyard.

“Little San, do you know? Grandpa not only lost Hongjun’s grandma many years ago, and then his mother, but you can look at your grandpa. No matter how hard your father is, he is not a good father, so I I have never seen him be a father like that. If he was willing to adopt you to me back then, you wouldn’t have to suffer so much,…”

Tang Sanyi looked helpless, and Old Jack was clearly on his head. He did treat himself very well, and wanted to adopt him in the past, but was rejected by Tang Hao.

Ma Hongjun knew this too. When his grandfather hadn’t seen him a few years ago, he regarded Xiao Tang San as a sustenance of his feelings.

Seeing that the old Jack was eloquent again, Ma Hongjun’s mouth twitched and he pulled the old Jack up and motioned him to stop talking. This would only embarrass everyone.

“Grandpa, can you jump on that place?” Ma Hongjun pointed to the top of the attic where Tang Hao had been vaguely seen just now.

“What are you kidding? How could grandpa jump up at such a high place.” Old Jack was a little embarrassed. Wasn’t this kid deliberately embarrassing him.

“But Tang Uncle can, and it’s flat. Do you know what this means?” Ma Hongjun said.

Old Jack said nonchalantly, “Grandpa doesn’t care what he means, no matter if he is a titled Douluo, or a strong man who can be compared to the master of our holy soul village. Grandpa only knows that he is the blacksmith of our holy soul village. That’s it.”

“powerful!”

Ma Hongjun murmured silently in his heart, without asking whether old Jack knew what titled Douluo meant, he quickly turned the subject off, “Grandpa, go, let’s go in. Wearing so ugly, it would be a shame to stay here any longer. ”

He has decided in his heart that if he is lucky enough to see the scene of Tang Hao’s battle in the future, he must use a round light mirror made from the rune of the two soul beasts, the mirage clam and the photo shell, to record the scene of the Tang Hao battle. Come down, look back and show old Jack to see if his grandpa is really as strong as he said.

“…”

Everyone was speechless, and quickly followed with their heads down. Along the way, he and Flanders were calm and calm. He looked okay, and now I am ashamed to say that he feels ashamed.

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