Douluo: Love Master

Chapter 47: Take My Sword

"Swish!"

Even with the deceleration of the demon wolf's wings, the momentum of the fall could not be completely offset. They fell to the ground at a speed of at least 100 miles per hour!

"Boom..."

After a loud noise, a series of smoke and dust appeared in the depths of the forest, dragging on the ground for hundreds of meters before stopping.

"Brother Jian!"

Ning Rongrong ran towards the direction where Qin Jian and the Swift Wind Demon Wolf fell with all her strength,

and it took her five minutes to arrive. At this time, the smoke and dust had slowly dissipated...

Ning Rongrong and all the eyes of the outside world focused on it.

Then they saw the huge body of the Swift Wind Demon Wolf lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

On its back, Qin Jian was standing shakily with a purple long sword.

"Brother Jian, are you...are you okay!" Ning Rongrong said anxiously.

Qin Jian turned his head and saw the small figure of Ning Rongrong below.

He slowly revealed a smile: "Rongrong, give this demon wolf one more stab...it's almost dead..."

"Are you okay?"

Ning Rongrong seemed not to hear and was about to climb up.

"I'm fine..."

Qin Jian said helplessly: "I'm just exhausted, give it one more stab, otherwise my efforts will be in vain..."

Ning Rongrong was relieved, and then quickly took out a dagger from the magic device and walked towards the head of the demon wolf.

"Roar..."

But just when she was about to give it one more stab, the dying demon wolf suddenly bared its teeth, which scared Ning Rongrong.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Qin Jian stepped on the demon wolf's head and said viciously: "You're going to die, why are you so fierce!"

"Rongrong! Give it one more stab!"

He didn't have time to change his tone, and his fierce look scared Ning Rongrong so much that her hands trembled, and she almost threw the dagger away.

"Uh...Rongrong, I'm not saying that to you..."

Qin Jian was ashamed.

He found that the sword was indeed a weapon of killing. Every time the battle was fierce, he would be affected by the Spirit and become murderous.

"Oh...oh..."

Ning Rongrong hurried forward.

This time, there was no more trouble. With one slash of her sword, she killed the last remaining vitality of the demon wolf.

Then, a yellow Spirit ring lit up.

Outside the Spirit hunting field, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

This series of changes was really too thrilling, and they dared not breathe.

After watching everything, they still couldn't relax completely.

"Jian'er, this child, also has the spirit of killing in his bones. No wonder he awakened a sword-shaped Spirit."

Sword Douluo didn't put away his Spirit until now, the Seven Killing Sword.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "I originally felt sorry that he was not a control-type Spirit master when I saw him calmly intervening in other people's fights, but now seeing him hunting Spirit beasts, it's simply..."

He paused and smiled, "He is simply a natural strong attack-type combat Spirit master, and he is a perfect match for Rongrong!"

Sword Douluo glanced at him, and always felt that his own sect master seemed to like Qin Jian very much now...

"Fengzhi, you don't want to give Jian'er and Rongrong..." he tried.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Although it will be a little uncomfortable as a father, Qin Jian really did the best for Rongrong. Whether it was yesterday or today, I feel that there is nothing to hesitate about..."

Sword Douluo lowered his eyes, not knowing what expression to show.

One is his direct disciple, and the other is the treasure of the whole sect. If they get engaged, it is indeed a match made in heaven...

It's a pity that Qin Jian is a million-year-old Spirit beast, and he also has the nine tests of the love god, which is a heart-wrenching existence...

If they were really tied together now, he really didn't know how many entanglements would arise in the future...

Not to mention the various discussions and exclamations from the outside world, Ning Rongrong finally began to absorb her second Spirit ring.

900 years was just her limit.

So although her body kept shaking, she still struggled to hold on...

until half an hour later...

"Brother Jian, I succeeded!"

Ning Rongrong stood up coquettishly, and a bright yellow Spirit ring rose from her feet.

"My second Spirit skill consumes about the same Spirit power as the first Spirit skill, but it increases the speed."

Ning Rongrong's words made Qin Jian's eyes light up.

Generally speaking, the later the Spirit skill, the greater the power and the more Spirit power it consumes.

And Ning Rongrong got this result, it should be because the attribute of her Spirit auxiliary and the increase remain unchanged, the higher the level of the Spirit ring absorbed, the lower the Spirit power required.

"It's worth my hard work to get this Spirit beast for you."

Qin Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Ning Rongrong rushed over and hugged him: "Hehe, thank you Brother Jian."

Qin Jian touched her little head: "Okay, we should go out too, I guess everyone is waiting for us..."

When the two of them walked out of the Spirit hunting field hand in hand, they saw that everyone was looking at them.

To be more precise, they were all looking at Qin Jian.

Even though he was in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, no one laughed at him.

Even Huo Wu and Yu Tianxin, who had been enemies before, had nothing to say at this moment, because the scene of Qin Jian hunting the wind demon wolf in the end was too thrilling, and they still have lingering fears.

"Qin Jian, Ning Rongrong, congratulations on getting the Spirit ring you wanted..."

Meng Shenji first congratulated them, and then said to everyone: "Then this session of Spirit hunting ends here, I wish all students to achieve greater achievements in the future."

After he said this, he didn't wait for everyone to leave, and he and the two teaching committee members lowered their heads and hurriedly walked to the side.

That look clearly showed that they were hiding from someone.

But what you fear will come true.

"Three teaching committee members, don't be in a hurry to leave."

At this time, Sword Douluo took a few steps with his arms folded: "Have you forgotten the sparring we agreed to do?"

The crowd that was about to disperse suddenly brightened up when they heard this.

It's rare for a peak Douluo to fight with three Soul Douluos!

Meng Shenji and the other two turned around with a sad face. Their plan to sneak away was ruined...

"Although it has been a bumpy ride this time, Jian'er and Rongrong still got what they wanted. I won't make it difficult for you..."

The nine Spirit rings on Sword Douluo's body lit up: "Just take my sword."

Meng Shenji and the other two looked at each other and nodded in unison.

If they didn't dare to take Sword Douluo's sword, they would lose face in front of the students!

Two of the three teaching committee members are control-type Soul Douluos, and the other is a defense-type. They may not be able to block Sword Douluo's move with all their strength.

"Jian'er, watch out, this is the real unity of man and sword!"

Sword Douluo's figure slowly floated into the air, his right hand sword pointed to the sky, and the Spirit Seven Killing Sword appeared above his head.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."

Endless sword energy turned into sword shadows flying, covering an area of one mile.

"Clang!"

The next moment, like a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix, all the sword energy gathered on the central main sword, the Seven Killing Sword Spirit!

"Buzz!"

A huge sword several hundred meters long suddenly appeared in front of everyone...

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