Douluo: The Biography of Tang Yao

The woman in green took out an iron sword made of fine iron, and injected the messy sword intent around her into it. Before she could make the next move, she heard Tang Yao say: "Come at me."

A sword intent spurted towards Tang Yao, and the violent aura seemed to swallow him up. Then the Death Star Sword was held in Tang Yao's hand. He swung his wrist and gouged out a few sword flowers. The powerful attack was eliminated invisible, and the long sword in the hand of the woman in green had also broken.

"Is your martial spirit Sword Intent? What level is your innate level?" Tang Yao asked.

"Level nine and a half."

"You came here to learn if there is any weapon that can withstand your sword power?"

"Ah."

"Go to class first, come to my office after class."

Everyone returned to the classroom confused. Tang Yao first explained the basic definitions of soul guidance tools and soul guidance formations, then explained the basic usage of soul guidance engraving tables, and finally gave everyone a drawing of a basic first-level soul guidance formation and ended the get out of class.

This class opened up the pattern of twenty people, and these twenty people also began to study as soul masters. The eighteen auxiliary soul masters saw that the power of self-preservation was waving to them.

In Tang Yao's office, the woman was still dressed in Tsing Yi. Tang Yao pointed in one direction with his forearm and said: "That's the toilet over there. Go and take out your clothes quickly and put them on. Do you want to wait until your soul power is exhausted and then let me see everything?" The latter immediately blushed and ran away. Went to change clothes.

"Sit down and talk," Tang Yao said, "First of all, if you want a sword of better quality, I can make one for you. But how do you practice? If I guessed correctly, you seem to be... Are you practicing for the purpose of revenge? When I was in the Valley of Death, I heard someone say that the Southern Xinjiang Sword Sect was destroyed by the Wuhun Palace, leaving only an orphan girl to escape. Are you the orphan of the Southern Xinjiang Sword Sect, Jian Yinlan?"

"What? How could you..." The girl exclaimed before being interrupted by Tang Yao.

"It doesn't take much effort. We really don't have a teacher in our academy to teach you. Do you know what true and pure sword intent looks like?" Tang Yao asked.

"I don't know. Isn't it pure that my sword intention is a martial soul sword intention?"

"It was supposed to be very pure... I have never met anyone who wields a sword, but you can feel the intention of my sword." As he spoke, a fierce aura emanated from Tang Yao, almost condensing into substance. Jian Yinlan felt as if there was a knife on her neck, and the next moment she would cut off her head severely, leaving no chance of survival.

The next moment, the sword intention dissipated, and Tang Yao asked: "Whether you are an orphan of the Sword Sect, or you are against the Wuhun Palace and want revenge. Your sword intention is mixed with too many emotions. You can be sentimental or unsympathetic. But for the sword Have your own sword intention, not a messy storm filled with revengeful anger. If you hit me again, don't activate the martial spirit."

This time, a sword intent went straight to Tang Yao's throat. Although the aura around the blade was still very vague, there was already a sharp feeling.

"Yes, this is the normal sword intention. Only when you get rid of the demons in your heart can you truly achieve your sword intention."

Jian Yinlan sat there, wondering what she was thinking. Then she suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times to Tang Yao and said, "Jian Yinlan has met the master."

The smile on Tang Yao's face quickly disappeared, and his soul power pushed him to kneel on the ground with difficulty, and he kowtowed three times to Jian Yinlan. Then Ye Lingling quickly helped him back to the wheelchair.

"Don't embarrass me. If you want, you can call me Tang Yao, senior brother." Tang Yao said with his smile restored.

"This... I want to ask you to help me take revenge."

"Revenge? Which titled Douluo destroyed your sect?"

"An old man, he signed himself up as Heavenly Snake Douluo." Jianyinlan's eyes were already a little red. This was a name he would never forget.

Tang Yao looked a little strange: "Sky Snake Douluo?"

"Ah."

"died."

"Ah??????" Jianyinlan never expected to get such an answer.

"He was one of the four who attacked the Qibao Glazed Sect at that time, and he was one of the two killed by me."

"This..." Jian Yinlan sat down on the ground with two lines of tears streaming down her face. Then the eighth senior sister from the outer courtyard burst into tears in front of Tang Yao and Tang Yao, her tears falling down. on the ground.

"Husband..." Ye Lingling looked a little unbearable.

"Okay, no matter what, everything is over. From today on, you are no longer carrying the mission of revenge. Just be yourself again." Tang Yao persuaded with gentle words. Ye Lingling pulled Jian Yinlan up, and the two girls Sitting aside, Ye Lingling gently coaxed Jianyin Lan.

"Senior brother, I have nothing to do at Shrek. I will apply to drop out of school with the dean tomorrow." Jian Yinlan calmed down and said to Tang Yao.

"Huh? Why?"

"From today on, I will follow you. This should be much more than what I can learn in the academy. Besides..." A burst of soul power spurted out from Jian Yinlan. After the knot in her heart faded away, this girl actually He directly broke through level 50, and a black soul ring appeared out of thin air.

"It's normal for Sword Intent Martial Spirit to produce self-produced soul rings." Tang Yao said calmly without much surprise.

"Have you thought about it? When you travel with me, the dangers you will experience will be almost twenty times greater."

"I've thought about it." Jian Yinlan blinked her big eyes, and stared at Tang Yao with her black eyes as if they could speak. The two tears that had not yet been wiped off were particularly endearing on the skin that was like gelatin. Almost no one can look at her beautiful face and not be moved.

"Then let's do it. You go and apply to the dean tomorrow and go out with me to study."

"I'm tired, you should go back too."

That night, Tang Yao and Ye Lingling were lying on the bed. Ye Lingling turned his head and asked Tang Yao: "Do you like that dragon very much, or do you like the person who took it away? Why do you show mercy... ...The little sister today looked at you with a hint of admiration in her eyes when she left, but she didn't realize it yet. As for Sister Bai...she has been with you longer than me, although neither of you two I won’t say it, but the relationship between you is just like lovers, and Sister Bai also secretly told me.”

Feeling the obvious sourness, Tang Yao grabbed Ye Lingling's left hand with his right hand.

"Jealous? What do you think?" Tang Yao was a little nervous. He was indeed merciful. This kind of thing is not so fair to girls.

"I'm angry. You are not allowed to find other wives in the future. You can only have me in your heart." Ye Lingling's voice was a little cold.

"Lingling, listen to me..." Tang Yao used his soul power with difficulty to turn his body sideways and looked at Ye Lingling.

"Listen to what you said? Are you quibbling?" Ye Lingling also turned sideways and looked at Tang Yao.

"Actually, we can all understand that in this era, who is not a concubine? I have never seen an outstanding person like you, who is as dedicated as you. When you guarded the Valley of Death for three years, you never left. , my heart is already yours, I will love you forever, no matter what you do, as long as you still love me, I will be your wife." Ye Lingling's voice was gentle. "Sister Bai and I both know that you love us. Although you and Sister Bai don't talk much, she also knows that you care about her. Everyone loves you the same, and you will always be our husband, husband, and husband. .”

The cherry lips pressed tightly against Tang Yao's lips. The two separated for a long time, and a trace of saliva connected their lips.

"Love you, good night."