I in Douluo Continent is six years older than Tang

You can search for the latest chapters by searching for "Douluo Continent: My Three-year-old Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu!After hearing this, Chihiro looked fiercely at the entrance of the Pope’s Palace, who is so reluctant to break into my Pope’s Palace at this time!

When his gaze fell on the source of the sound, he couldn't help but be taken aback. The person who came was actually a child.

This is the kid Xiaodong brought back yesterday?

As Chihiro Ji was circling in his brain, the little beggar rushed to Bibi Dong in three steps and two steps. The petite body stretched out his arms and stood decisively between Bibi Dong and Chihiro Ji, gritted his teeth to Chihiro. Ji said.

"I will never let you hurt my sister!"

Sad and desolate, since Bibi Dong's heart surged, looking at the little beggar standing in front of him, he felt even more regretful.

Child, this child is innocent!

It wasn't Chihiro Chi's carelessness to let the little beggar stand in front of Bibi Dong. He had never thought about how big waves a child who had not yet awakened his spirit could make.

What's more, this is in his papal palace!

Seeing the stubborn determination in the little beggar's eyes, Qianxun snorted, and the pressure of the sea came from all directions to the little beggar. The little beggar who was still standing a second before was instantly crushed to his knees.

Qianxun was too lazy to say anything to this little beggar. In his eyes, only Bibi Dong was the genius that must be left in the Wuhun Hall. This kind of nameless trash would not be a pity to die.

The pressure continued to rush out, the little beggar who had been crushed to his knees was convulsed, and the blood slowly slipped in his ears, nose, and eyes, facing the strength of the Pope Chihiro Quest Soul Douluo level, let alone him, Even if it is a Soul Saint, the ending will only be like this.

With a wow, the little beggar's suffocated breath was pierced by the blood rushing from his throat. With the spurt of blood, the little beggar fell heavily to the ground.The huge pressure squeezed his bones and made small cracks. Despite this, he straightened his arms stubbornly and tried to stand up.

The pressure continued to rise, and although the body was shaking involuntarily, the little beggar never fell down.

"what?"

Chihiro Ji let out a sigh, facing this child who is less than six years old, Chihiro Ji did not intend to use his full strength.But now the coercion that the little beggar can bear has actually reached the thirteenth level, you know, this is a child who has not yet awakened his spirit.And for a normal spirit master, who can bear the pressure of two-thirds of his spirit power, he can already bear the word genius.

Leaving him alive, twenty years later, perhaps he will be another genius who was born out of the world, Chihiro thought calmly, but, when he bumped into this scene today, it will be impossible for me to use it in the future.

Thinking of this, Chihiro Ji made up his mind that the little beggar's tenacity won his admiration, so please give him a good time.

In an instant, Chihiro Ji raised his pressure to level 20, level 20, the soul power that symbolized the level of a great soul master.

With a puff, the little beggar spouted another blood, and the feeling of death had spread to his neck.

No, I can't fall, sister... he will kill sister!

With a bang, the little beggar only felt that something was broken in his body, and suddenly, the pressure on his body was slightly lighter.The shattered feeling merged along his left arm, and he raised his left arm uncontrollably.

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A mysterious blue light bloomed from the little beggar's left hand, and little blue light condensed into an ice flower, hovering in the little beggar's palm.

This...this is...

Seeing this strange scene in front of him, Chihiro Ji took a step back subconsciously, feeling the temperature drop in the Pope's Palace, his eyes couldn't help but stagnate.

What a strong spirit!

As the Pope of the Wuhun Hall of Douluo Continent, Qian Xunji, who has experienced thousands of spirits, naturally understands what happened to the little beggar.

Wuhun awakens, yes, this is Wuhun awakening, but his spirit is not spontaneously guided, but is forced out by himself.

The spirit and the spirit master are like twins. It can even be said that the spirit itself is the second life of the spirit master. When the little beggar is dying, his spirit is forced to awaken his body. The scene before us.

From the young beggar’s spirit form and the temperature changes in the Pope’s hall, it is not difficult to find that his spirit is ice, but it can make the Contra-level Chihiro Ji feel the cold temperature changes, which shows how unique this martial art is. Soul.

"Hey." A faint regret came out from Chihiro Chi's mouth, he loves talent, otherwise Bibi Dong will stay in the Wuhun Hall at all costs.Looking at the little beggar in front of him, and the perseverance and tenacity that he was able to withstand his twentieth level of soul pressure just now, he was almost certain that if he could wait for the little beggar to guide his spirit to awaken at the age of six, his soul power could reach at least ninth level. Even higher!

However, everything is too late.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent had their martial arts awakened at the age of six. Before the age of six, the human body was like a greenhouse for martial arts to grow.According to Wuhundian's investigation, all children who are born with malnutrition, even if they can inherit the powerful martial arts of their parents, will definitely not have high-level innate spirit power. This is the reason why Chihiro feels sorry.

Looking at the little beggar's unhealthy face and the martial soul he had been forced out by himself when he was less than six years old, Qianxun Ji deeply realized that he had strangled a genius in the cradle.

He couldn't be more clear about the reason that Yi Miao helped. The little beggar in front of him was afraid that it would be useless.

Behind the little beggar, Bibi Dong’s tears flowed uncontrollably. She naturally knew the consequences of the oppressive martial arts awakening. She couldn’t help but regret, why, why did she have to relent in bringing the little beggar back to the martial arts palace and let him suffer so much. His pain, this undoubtedly ruined his future and ruined everything about him.

What is oppressive awakening, the little beggar does not know, he only knows that as the ice flower in his left hand rotates, the pressure on the whole body is getting less and less, the coolness in the body relieves the scorching heat after vomiting blood, and everything is moving in a good direction development of.

Just as he was about to stand up and continue to protect his sister, a sudden stickiness fell from the sky, and he fell to his knees once again. The speed of the ice flower in his left hand was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower. None of this helps.

"puff--"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the feeling of weakness in the little beggar's body grew stronger and stronger. The second time, the feeling of death spread to his heart.

The best martial arts!

Chihiro Ji looked at the little beggar's gaze getting hotter, at this time he had already raised his soul pressure to nearly 30, and the little beggar hadn't died yet.

The violent fluctuations rippled in Qianxunji's heart, and his soul pressure became more and more dignified. He had already lost his heart. In any case, Bibi Dong could not let Bibi Dong leave the Wuhun Hall!

Level thirty-five!

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