"You three are pretty good, but the elite soul master academy team of Wuhun Palace has too high requirements for soul power levels. Except for Xiao Wu who has basically met the standard, Zhuqing and Xiangxiang still can't meet the basic requirements." Dong Qing shook his head and said.
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There are many geniuses of the younger generation in Wuhun Palace. Yan, Xie Yue, are now fifty-level soul kings, and those who are just a little bit closer are all soul sects above level forty-five.
Not to mention himself and Hu Liena, a fifty-level soul king and a sixty-third level soul emperor, so it is impossible for the Wuhundian team to want Xiao Wu and others.
Thinking of this, Dong Qing felt like something was wrong... By the way, it seemed that he accidentally broke through the fifty-level level last night and was now the fifty-level soul king.
Oops... Sometimes the soul power breaks through too fast, which is really a headache and annoyance.
"I don't care, the three of us have to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition." Xiao Wu hugged Dong Qing's arm and kept acting coquettishly, half of her body completely pressed against him.
Men, sometimes they really can’t stand a woman who acts coquettishly.
After a while.
Dong Qing's attitude softened completely. He lowered his head and pecked Xiao Wu on the cheek, and then said, "Okay, I'll just think of a way to let you participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition."
And this time, on the other side.
"Xiao San, Xiao San, why are you so stunned?" Yu Xiaogang pushed Tang San's shoulder. Ever since Xiao Wu came in, he found that his disciple was absent-minded.
After coming back to his senses, Tang San quickly said: "Teacher, I'm fine."
The moment Xiao Wu came in, Tang San felt an inexplicable fluctuation in his heart, as if spring was blooming and everything in the world became beautiful.
But when Tang San saw Xiao Wu falling into Dong Qing's arms, hugging his shoulders and acting coquettishly, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and there was an indescribable sadness.
"Xiao San, are you shocked by their talents? But they are nothing. The three of them are not the strongest geniuses in Wuhun Palace."
Yu Xiaogang didn't think too much. He thought Tang San was shocked by the talents of Xiao Wu and the others. After all, two of his peers had surpassed Tang San, and their soul power level had reached the forty soul sect level.
Even Bai Chenxiang's soul power is now second only to Tang San, having reached the thirty-third level of soul master.
Seeing that Tang San was still in a daze, Yu Xiaogang continued: "According to the information collected by the teacher not long ago, the most powerful genius today is undoubtedly the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Dongqing. He is only fourteen years old and has already reached the fifty-level soul level.
The realm of kings.”
"Next is Wuhun Palace Saint Hu Liena. Although she is a few years older than Dong Qing, she is now a Level 63 Control System Battle Soul Emperor, and her future prospects are limitless."
"Further on, there are Yan and Xie Yue, these two geniuses who have reached the fifty-level soul king at a young age. Although they are both the fifty-level soul kings like Dong Qing, the saint son of the Wuhun Palace, they are still older.
I am several years older and can only be relegated to the third level."
There was one more thing Yu Xiaogang hadn't said out loud, as he was afraid of damaging Tang San's self-confidence.
That was two years ago, when Dong Qing, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, was only at level 40 soul sect strength, he defeated Yan, who had already reached level 50 soul king.
Today's Dongqing's strength will only become more terrifying. Even if he is called the reincarnation of an innate god, he is worthy of the title.
"I didn't expect that besides Xiao Qing, there are so many geniuses in Wuhun Palace." Tang San sighed, with a hint of envy in his eyes, looking at Dong Qing with envy, envious that he had such a beautiful girl as Xiao Wu.
Now he has not thought of fighting against Wuhun Palace, or he will not think of fighting against Wuhun Palace.
Because a person's ambition is completely linked to his strength. Without that kind of strength, he would not have undue ambition.
Tang San has long since lost those adventures like plug-ins, and is now just a slightly better spirit master.
Nowadays, even slightly stronger geniuses are no match for him. How can He De dare to fight against the rising Spirit Hall?
Furthermore, his mother, Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, was with Dong Qing, so he couldn't find any reason to fight against Wuhun Palace.
Although Tang San was selfish, he was by no means inferior to a beast and would not go to the extent of killing his father and mother.
Seeing Tang San's slightly envious eyes, Yu Xiaogang said in a very serious tone: "Xiao San, although you have twin martial spirits, you must not be arrogant and complacent. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the world."
He didn't know that Xiao Wu's figure was all in Tang San's eyes, and he simply thought that he was envious of Dong Qing's talent.
Perhaps feeling Tang San's blazing gaze, Xiao Wu looked back, saw Tang San, and said curiously: "Godmother, Your Highness the Son of God, who is he? He is so ugly!"
Generally speaking, Xiao Wu would only call him "Brother Qing" in private. Normally, he would call him "You" or "His Royal Highness the Holy Son".
The reason why Xiao Wu said Tang San was ugly was simply because Xiao Wu rarely saw many male soul masters. Apart from Dong Qing, there were only male classmates from Wuhun Palace's elite soul master academy.
It's not that Tang San is really ugly, he is just relatively ordinary. Xiao Wu, who is used to seeing handsome men like Dong Qing who are like immortals descending from the earth, can't help but say the words "so ugly".
Good guy, one sentence offended two people, Dong Qing covered his face and didn't want to speak.
"Xiao Wu, don't talk nonsense. His name is Tang San. He is my son and your brother. You are not allowed to talk about him like that in the future." Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin was a little angry and pinched Xiao Wu's face hard.
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have accepted Xiao Wu as my goddaughter when I was in Tiandou City. This little girl was so irritating. How could she talk about her godmother and son like that?
"Godmother, Third Brother, Xiao Wu... I know... I'm wrong..." Xiao Wu's face was pinched and her words were unclear.
Unfortunately, although Xiao Wu was apologizing, she didn't think she was wrong in her heart. She even apologized because Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin usually cared about her and didn't want to make her sad.
In Xiao Wu's eyes.
Dongqing is dressed in a white elegant robe, and her overall image is very handsome and attractive.
His face is handsome, his eyebrows are picturesque, his nose is like hanging gallbladder, his manners are graceful and elegant, he is as smart and graceful as a jade tree, and he charms the world like a golden boy in the fairy world.
He has a strong and straight height, eyes as gentle as jade, perfect facial contours, skin as soft as jade, eyebrows as dark as the mountains, long and thick eyelashes, a straight and handsome nose, and thin and small lips.
These various appearance features, all added together, create a near-perfect Dongqing. Maybe his handsome appearance cannot make him eat, but it can definitely make people happy physically and mentally.
As for Tang San, in Xiao Wu's opinion, his appearance is not ugly, but he is also very ordinary. There is a huge gap between him and handsome.
In her opinion, unless she grew up with him, she would definitely look down on such an ordinary man.
...........
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Although everyone present knew that Xiao Wu was just talking nonsense, even Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin didn't pay too much attention to this matter.
Before long, she had forgotten about it.
But at this time, Tang San felt that his heart was filled with congestion, his expression became gloomy, and his whole person seemed to be shrouded in shadow.
Under the dark sky, a dark figure squatted alone in the corner.