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Just entered the house.
Wang Yanfeng couldn't wait to ask, his voice full of urgency and concern:
"Junior brother, where have you been in the past few years? We all thought you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by Vina on the side.
Vina stretched out his hand to stop him, a complex light flashed in his beautiful eyes, and his lips pursed slightly.
She walked forward and looked at Long Zhanye carefully.
From top to bottom, from hair to toes, no detail is missed.
She asked softly, her voice gentle and concerned. "Junior brother, how have you been in the past few years? Have you ever been wronged in any way?"
Chen Lü also stepped forward, and the tall and thin man patted Long Zhanye on the shoulder.
He said, "Junior brother, I see you are recovering quite well now."
"Why are you dressed up like this?"
His eyes fell on the black robe and mask, and his eyes were full of doubts.
Gu Tong also asked, with a clear voice. "Junior brother, are you here to compete too?"
Her eyes were as bright as two stars, twinkling brightly under the light.
They asked Long Zhanye a bunch of questions, one after another, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
Long Zhanye's head exploded in an instant. His mouth opened and closed again, and he didn't know whose question to answer first.
He could only stand there, his expression helpless and embarrassed, and his eyes glanced back and forth between several people.
At this moment.
Long Aotian cleared his throat, his voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
He suppressed other people's words and glanced at everyone, his eyes full of calmness and calmness.
He said, "Junior brother has been pacing outside the house several times. He must have something to talk to us about."
As soon as Long Aotian said this, the eyes of the other people all fell on Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye said, "Yes and no."
"I just want to know, will our sect participate in this competition?"
Long Aotian said, "Junior brother is actually here at Ming Capital. He must have known about the big explosion not long ago."
Long Zhanye nodded, with an indescribable complexity.
Not only did he know about the big explosion, he also experienced it personally.
The underground base of the Mingde Hall, the sneak attack of the Body Sect, and the countless casualties were all deeply engraved in his memory.
Long Aotian continued, his voice lowered:
"Because of that explosion..."
"So our team cannot compete under the name Body Sect, but under the pseudonym Snow Demon Sect."
A trace of helplessness immediately flashed in his eyes.
Long Zhanye was about to speak, but Vina stopped him.
She stretched out her hand and gently pressed Long Zhanye's arm. Her palm was soft and warm.
She said, "Junior brother, I know what you want to ask. Let's talk about this when we get back. Let's talk about your situation first."
Long Zhanye said, "My situation? I'm fine."
"Now I have been at the Mingde Hall for almost four years. I have also learned a lot from Soul Tool Technology, and now I have almost reached the level of cultivation of Soul Saint."
As soon as he said this, Chen Lü, Wang Yanfeng, Jiang Yixi, Gu Tong and others all opened their eyes wide.
Their mouths were opened wide, their eyes were full of disbelief, and their faces were full of shock.
"What? You're almost there Soul Saint!"
They vaguely remember that when Long Zhanye left, he was just a young man who had been crippled by Martial Soul, his heart was broken, and his life was not long.
But now, in just four years, he has almost reached Soul Saint? What a terrifying training speed is that?
"Junior brother, are you..." Wang Yanfeng hesitated, his eyes full of worry.
Long Zhanye shook his head and said, "My Martial Soul is still like that. How can it be restored after it was crippled?"
"It's just that I found another way to become stronger."
"Junior brother, I am studying at the Mingde Hall. Did you join Mingde Hall?"
Wang Yanfeng sounded a little surprised.
Mingde Hall, that is Sun Moon Empire's soul guidance holy land, Mingde Hall's Soul Tool research base, and Jing Hongchen's territory.
And Body Sect, not long ago launched a sneak attack on the Mingde Hall, blew up the underground base, and indirectly killed countless Soul Engineer.
There are sworn enemies between them.
Long Zhanye did not deny it and nodded directly without any hesitation.
His voice was firm and calm. "Yes, I joined Mingde Hall."
"In the past four years, I have learned many technologies at the Mingde Hall."
"I also found that our sect has exposed a great weakness, that is, it is difficult for our sect to integrate with modern Soul Guidance Technology."
"If another war breaks out in the future, I'm afraid our sect will be in a disadvantageous situation.
"I joined Mingde Hall, not only for myself, but also for the sect."
His voice was calm, but every word was Qian Jun. He was not a traitor, a traitor, or an undercover agent.
He is a disciple of the Body Sect, a student of Elder Gu, and a disciple of Kong Deming.
Everything he did was for the sect and the future of the Body Sect.
Then Long Zhanye took out all eight of his Sun Moon Divine Needle.
The seven Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle and one real Sun Moon Divine Needle were suspended in mid-air and lined up.
The seven Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle are all silver-white, with complex soul-guiding patterns flowing on their surfaces.
And the real Sun Moon Divine Needle, with its gold and silver rings, rotates slowly, exuding a heart-stopping pressure.
Long Zhanye said, with a bit of pride in his voice:
"Brothers and sisters, this is what I have achieved in the past few years."
"These Soul Tools that look like Sun Moon Divine Needle are named Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle. They were developed by me alone."
"Each of them is a seventh-level peak Soul Tool, but they all work together and rely on powerful essence Divine Power, such as Spirit Master like senior sister Vina."
"They are seven in one, and the blow they unleash is comparable to Level 9 Soul Tool."
Chen Lü pointed at another Sun Moon Divine Needle and said, his voice full of surprise. "That one is?"
Long Zhanye smiled, with a bit of mystery in his smile, "This is the real Level 9 Soul Tool, Sun Moon Divine Needle."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.
That Level 9 Soul Tool is a strategic-level weapon, an existence that can change the direction of the war. It is a treasure that even the title Douluo must be afraid of.
Their eyes were wide open, their mouths were open wide, and their faces were full of disbelief.
"Junior brother, how could you have..."
Long Zhanye shook his head and said, "To make a long story short, these things have good origins anyway, so you don't need to worry."
"And these eight Sun Moon Divine Needle are my gift to the sect."
"These seven Pseudo Sun Moon God Needle, I believe that with them, you can advance to at least the top four."
His eyes swept over everyone's faces and continued:
"After the competition, I suggest that these eight Sun Moon Divine Needle be placed over the Body Sect sect in eight directions."
"Junior brother, what does this mean?" Wang Yanfeng asked, his voice full of confusion and confusion.
He scratched his head, frowning, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Long Zhanye looked at his appearance and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.