Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"boom!"

The ice and snow sword light shattered first.

Just when everyone thought Qin Jian was going to lose, even when the master was ready to let Tang San replace Qin Jian...

"boom!"

The fireball actually exploded at this moment.

Snowflakes and flames coexist strangely, flying all over the sky, creating an extremely beautiful picture.

"I lost…"

"I lost…"

The two people suddenly said in unison.

The two of them were stunned at the same time, and then laughed together.

Snowflakes and flames gathered around them, spinning endlessly.

"It's so beautiful..."

Many girls are cheering.

"Another...famous scene..."

Someone was murmuring.

Shui Bing'er watched this scene silently and whispered: "Is this the end of Huo Wu? It's really beautiful..."

"Qin Jian."

Huo Wu suddenly spoke in the sky filled with ice and fire, his face bright and free of any pain or entanglement.

"let's break up."

This shocking sentence silenced the whole place, and even Qin Jian was stunned.

"I, Huo Wu, have never been a coy character. Instead of waiting for you to tell me, waiting for you to try your best to comfort me, I might as well say it myself..."

The corner of Huo Wu's mouth curled up, and the curve became wider and wider: "Since you are destined not to belong to me alone, and since I can't accept sharing it with others now, let us separate temporarily."

She smiled and looked strong, but suddenly, a few tears slipped down her face and fell.

"Haha, why am I still crying? It's obviously my own decision..."

Huo Wu smiled, but burst into tears.

But no one laughed at her.

Because she is really a very brave and strong girl, who dares to love and hate, and is as passionate as a ball of flame.

"Come…"

Qin Jian suddenly slowly spread his arms.

The curve that Huo Wu tried hard to raise at the corner of her mouth finally broke and could no longer be maintained. She rushed into Qin Jian's arms and hugged him hard.

Hug her very hard, very hard.

"Woooo..."

Suppressed choking sounds kept coming, and Qin Jian could feel the girl's body trembling slightly, and her chest was soon wet with warm tears.

Qin Jian raised his head slightly, and there were snowflakes falling in his eyes, melting into water drops and flowing down. He couldn't tell whether they were tears or water...

On the sidelines, Ning Rongrong, Shui Bing'er and Zhu Zhuqing, who felt the most sympathy, covered their mouths at the same time. Tears were rolling in their eyes, but they tried their best to raise their heads to prevent them from flowing down.

He was already feeling very uncomfortable now, and they didn't want to make him feel even more uncomfortable, so they couldn't cry.

"Qin Jian..."

Huo Wu didn't cry for long, she was the strongest girl after all.

She took a half step back slightly, looked up with a smile, and said with tears on her face: "Let's break up."

Qin Jian didn't wipe the water droplets off his face, he just smiled and said, "Okay."

The two of them walked away, one on the left and the other on the right.

Snowflakes were flying around them, seeming to connect them together.

But in the end, I still couldn't catch up with the two separated figures, and they gradually disappeared...

Waves of soul power surged through his body, and the soul power level that had been pushed up to level 50 due to surrender at the same time began to break through quickly, and the fifth soul ring was forming.

But since he had already taken back his martial spirit, no one could see this scene. Even the Titled Douluo only noticed that he had broken through to level 50.

on the VIP seat.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes changed from complicated to pity: "This is the second time I have seen Jian'er in such pain. The last time was Rongrong. I was dissatisfied but did not understand it deeply. This time I can finally understand a bit of his difficulties. "

Sword Douluo lowered his eyes: "There has never been power in this world that can be obtained without hard work, let alone one who wants to achieve..."

He glanced at Salas and swallowed his words.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "No matter what, our Qibao Glazed Sect will be his backing. If it weren't for the fear of instability in the sect, I would have let him directly inherit the Qibao Glazed Sect. It is much more suitable than Rongrong, but there is no difference. After all, Rongrong obeyed his words."

He thought for a while and suddenly said: "Actually, I think Qin Jian doesn't seem to care very much. He seems to have some ideas and will have his own power. I don't know if I feel right..."

Sword Douluo remained silent. He didn't have Ning Fengzhi's level of observation, so naturally he didn't notice anything.

On the field.

"So, this game is a draw, but all seven people from Blazing Academy lost, so the winner is Shrek Academy."

The referee's voice was slightly melancholy, and he seemed to be a little sad by the breakup between the two just now.

The whole place was silent, even the fireworks did not bloom, and the knights did not perform any ceremony. They also did not want to desecrate such a beautiful separation.

"puff!"

Huo Wu, who walked to the sidelines, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Huo Wushuang and others immediately stepped forward to support her: "Huo Wu, are you okay?!"

Huo Wu shook her head gently: "It's okay, I'm just overdrafted..."

Overdraft?How can overdraft cause vomiting blood...

Huo Wushuang suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Jian across from him with a very cold gaze.

"Brother... don't blame him... I took the initiative to break up..."

Huo Wu moved step by step, heading away from the camp. Her back was lonely and weak, like an injured... Fire Phoenix, maintaining its last bit of pride.

Huo Wushuang didn't speak, but still stared at Qin Jian's back, looking like he wanted to tear him into pieces...

"Master, I...I want to leave for a while..."

Qin Jian returned to where Shrek Academy was and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Okay, go ahead." The master said very understandingly.

"Jian'er, come here."

At this time, Sword Douluo suddenly appeared not far from Qin Jian.

Qin Jian walked over silently.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu hesitated to speak behind them, but Ning Rongrong had no scruples and ran straight up: "Brother Jian, can I accompany you?"

Before Qin Jian could speak, Sword Douluo suddenly said: "Rong Rong, I will accompany Qin Jian to obtain the fifth soul ring, so don't follow me."

"The fifth soul ring?!"

The master and others were shocked at first, and then were inexplicably surprised: "Qin Jian is already level 50?!"

"Give me a day and I won't delay your game."

Sword Douluo nodded, and suddenly pulled up Qin Jian. The Seven Killing Sword appeared at his feet and took him flying into the air, roaring away.

Many people around the square noticed this scene and had different expressions for a while.

The sky is clear and white clouds are long.

A ray of sword light shot through the air like an arrow, suspended above the white clouds, and stopped.

Qin Jian stood firmly on the Seven Kills Sword, firmly protected by Sword Douluo's soul power.

The boundless sea of ​​clouds and vast sky in front of him relaxed his mind, and his depressed mood was suddenly greatly relieved.

Sword Douluo put his hands behind his back and didn't say a word. He knew that Qin Jian could understand what he meant.

He has only swords in his life, loves swords to the extreme, and does not understand the lingering and entangled emotions between men and women.

But the vastness of the sky will make people transcend the world of the ego. When personal emotions are placed in the boundless vastness, they will appear very small, and then they will look down on those tangled thoughts and become more open-minded.

This is Sword Douluo's unique comfort.