Chapter 104 Competition×Berserker
"Twelve trials and twelve lives. Combined with your Clone Swap, I'm afraid there are few people in this world who can kill you." Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the throne, praised Spirit Skill and the story of Wu Ling with slight amazement.
Looking at Wu Ling standing in front of her still respectful to her, Bibi Dong fell into memories, and then she seemed to remember something, "By the way, Ling'er, do you still remember what I asked you four years ago?"
"Four years? Question?" Wu Ling thought for a moment, and then said, "I was ten years old four years ago. What happened at that time...Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament Teacher?"
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then silently stared straight ahead. Her eyes seemed to look through the Pope Palace to Spirit City, and she seemed to see Wu Ling four years ago through the long river of time.
"Remember at that time, you had just won the third Spirit Ring, Spirit Hall, and all the changes started from that time."
Regarding Bibi Dong's emotional words, Wu Ling's eyes also showed a look of reminiscence, but in the next moment, his expression returned to that calm state.
For Wu Ling, he also likes to remember the past, but not all the past is worth remembering. Among the memories of Wu Ling's life, the only one worth remembering is Martial Soul Awakening.
"But having said that, I haven't gone back to see Uncle Qie for a long time. The last time we met was probably two years ago. Let's go back after packing up our things in the past few days."
Bibi Dong at the top is talking, while Wu Ling at the bottom is thinking about his own things.
After Wu Ling ignored some of his speech, Bibi Dong finally got to the point. "Although you had the ability to win four years ago, considering that we Spirit Hall had the possibility of winning that time, and exposing your existence would do more harm than good, so we will not force you to play.
But now, your ability to save your life has been greatly improved. As long as Spirit Master like Grand Priest doesn't kill you, then it won't be a problem for you.
Although Ling'er you often say that you want to be invincible, but long-term concealment will only make yourself really dusty in the end, and this time Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is a good opportunity."
Listening to the tone of Bibi Dong's words, Wu Ling understood that I am afraid that this time, I will show my face.
Although if he insists, he still does not need to participate. He also believes that Bibi Dong will not embarrass him because of this matter. But after thinking about it carefully, Bibi Dong is right. On this continent, It can be said that there are only a few people who can threaten him. If Wu Ling still insists on continuing to be stubborn in this situation, it means that he is not confident in himself and the Heroic Spirit summoned by him.
"Okay teacher, I understand."
Seeing Wu Ling agree, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, "Okay, since you agreed, this can be considered a trial for you. Because for this competition, I have two requirements for you.
First, in this Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, lead three Soul Elder and three Soul Ancestor to victory, which means you have to be prepared for one versus seven.
Second, you need to not use any Spirit Skill in this game, even if you show Spirit Ring.
Although this is for you to show your edge, if you reveal everything, there is something wrong with your brain. The outside world now says that you are an auxiliary type Spirit Master, so I will give them a powerful auxiliary type Spirit Master."
"Wu Ling understand."
If Wu Ling only had four rings before, it would be a bit troublesome for him not to be able to use Spirit Skill to win the championship. However, after summoning Heracles and gaining a bunch of passives, Wu Ling just wanted to twist the corner of his mouth and smile evilly, with eyes that were three points disdainful, two point five points arrogant, two point five points indifferent, one point contempt and zero point nine points joy.
At that time, Wu Ling lay on the playing field and shouted loudly, "Everyone sitting here... oh no, everyone standing here is trash!"
Of course, Wu Ling was just thinking about it, after all, he wouldn't do such an embarrassing thing, but even if he was just thinking about it, his toes had already started to exert force. If he hadn't been wearing shoes, he would have dug out three rooms and one living room in the Pope Palace's underground.
At this time, Bibi Dong felt that Wu Ling's body was a little stiff. Not knowing what Wu Ling was thinking, she thought Wu Ling was a little tired, so she simply ended the conversation.
But at the end she mentioned it, saying that since it was a trial, she should be rewarded if she succeeded. As for what the reward would be, she would discuss it with Grand Priest.
After that, Wu Ling returned home, during which time he bought some desserts on the way, one part for him and one part for Xiao Fen (Since there is Sugar Bean in the Douluo Continent, it is quite normal to have desserts.)
"Master, you are back."
Listening to the usual greeting, Wu Ling waved his hand and dismissed Old Li, and came to the yard alone.
After placing the dessert on the stone table, Wu Ling's shadow squirmed, and gradually four clones jumped out from Wu Ling's shadow.
But just after these four clones came out, Wu Ling's shadow still continued to squirm. After more than ten seconds, an arm thicker than Xiao Fen's waist stretched out from the shadow, and then another one also stretched out.
The pair of hands supported both sides of Wu Ling's shadow, as if he had used all his strength to pull himself out.
When the clone completely appeared, the sitting Wu Ling still had to look up at him.
Because the avatar is over two and a half meters tall, even compared to the two-meter Xiao Hong, it is much taller. And his clothes are similar to those of Heracles, but only his head is similar to Wu Ling.
If the first Xiao Hei carrying Berserk is "crazy", then this clone created based on Heracles represents "destruction".
"Let me think about it. We already have Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong. If you want, just call it Berserker."
Berserker: "Roar~"
Xiaohei: "Wu~"
Seeing Xiao Hei suddenly roared for no reason, Wu Ling smiled and persuaded, "Okay Xiao Hei, you already have your own name, let this be given to Berserker."
"Wu..."
"Okay, take him with you and tell him how to practice. But to be honest, your practice efficiency is quite worrying."
"Martial~"
"I know, I know, Berserk's side effects, so don't we ask Xiao Fen to help you two find a solution?" After saying that, Wu Ling looked at Xiao Fen.
"As Xiao Hei said just now, is there a training method suitable for them? Otherwise, it will be difficult for them to calm down and practice with Berserk buff." With that, Wu Ling also handed the dessert to Xiao Fen.
Xiao Fen, who had received his salary, smiled, and after putting away the desserts, he replied, "There are some, come with me."