Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 51 Yang Wushuang: ??? We agreed to be middle-aged, but ended up having to become a disciple of a young man?

Zhu Fan pointed at Dai Chengfeng and spoke to Yang Wushuang with a smile, his eyes full of amusement.

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Upon hearing this, Yang Wushuang simply glanced at Dai Chengfeng, then quickly smiled and shook his head, "Master, please don't joke with your disciple..."

talking.

Yang Wushuang handed the white jade gourd to Zhu Fan and Dai Chengfeng respectively, just like presenting a treasure. "Master, this is a gift from your disciple to show your appreciation."

As he spoke, he carefully opened the stopper of the white jade gourd. A faint medicinal fragrance instantly spread out, making people subconsciously feel refreshed.

"This is the Hundred Flowers Pill that I personally refined."

"It is made by collecting hundreds of rare herbs, including the thousand-year-old ice lotus that grows in extremely cold lands and the blazing sun grass from the crater of a scorching volcano. It took 49 days of meticulous refinement to make it."

"This pill can not only dissolve most toxins in the world, but even some rare mixed toxins, as long as they are not too strong, can play a very good role in suppressing and dissolving them."

"Even if applied externally, it can still repair some body functions damaged by toxins!"

Hearing this, Dai Chengfeng's eyes lit up, "Good stuff!"

He didn't doubt Yang Wushuang's words at all.

After all, Yang Wushuang came from the Poyi Clan, and how strong was the Poyi Clan's alchemy skills? It was well-known throughout the continent!
What's more, Yang Wushuang is the best among the best alchemists of the Poyi clan!
In the future, the colorful poison that would leave Poison Douluo Dugu Bo helpless and kill Emperor Xue Ye was created by Yang Wushuang.

Such a powerful person who is a master of poisons gave me the Hundred Flowers Pill...

I'm afraid the detoxification effect is even stronger than what he said.

Thinking of this, Dai Chengfeng put the white flower pill into his ring and kept it carefully.

After all, it's easy to hide from an open gun and hard to defend against a hidden arrow.

Poison is always the easiest thing to kill people invisibly and the most difficult thing to guard against.

This Hundred Flowers Pill might be able to save my life at some point.

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng became more and more moved as he looked at Yang Wushuang.

However, he was not tempted to accept Yang Wushuang as his disciple.

After all, the White Tiger Overlord Spear is one of his trump cards created by combining the Great Sumeru Hammer, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, and the Overlord Spear Technique, and it has great potential for the future.

Rather, it is the huge "treasure" of the Xindongpo clan.

"If I can use Yang Wushuang to establish a relationship with the Poyi Clan, I can bring them into the fold of the Xingluo Empire in the future..."

Not to mention the endless supply of elixirs, which could save countless soldiers’ lives.

Just the fact that Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Poyi clan, who was only a Soul Douluo but possessed a powerful fighting force comparable to that of a Titled Douluo, had joined the clan, made Dai Chengfeng feel that he had made a huge profit!
After all, the Poyi Clan finally chose to join the Tang Sect in order to seek revenge against the Spirit Hall, and with Tang San using rare treasures like the Qiluo Tulip as bait.

It is not difficult to see that they seem to have no loyalty to the Tiandou Empire.

But it's not surprising.

A sect is a sect, an empire is an empire...

Although the Poyi Clan's sect is in the Tiandou Empire, the two are still not in a subordinate relationship. The Tiandou Empire is more like a provider of sect venues.

While Dai Chengfeng was thinking, Zhu Fan looked at Yang Wushuang and spoke again with a smile.

"I don't have to joke with you."

As he spoke, Zhu Fan waved his hand, and several cat-finger blades appeared in his hand, flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

"You feel……"

"A cat-type agility attack spirit master like me, am I the type who would use a halberd as a weapon and go for the power route?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Wushuang widened his eyes and looked at Zhu Fan in disbelief, then quickly turned his gaze to Dai Chengfeng, who was standing beside him with an amusement on his face.

"This, this, this..."

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

His mind was in a mess. He thought that the middle-aged man who looked calm and reliable was the powerful marksman he had been looking for.

But he told himself...the real master was actually this young and immature boy in front of him?!

Zhu Fan looked at Yang Wushuang's incredulous expression and smiled even more happily, with a hint of mischief, "Quick, Chengfeng, let this Yang Soul Saint see!"

"Who is his 'master' anyway? So he won't bother us all the time."

Dai Chengfeng heard this and did not refuse.

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly became sharp, and his hand moved slightly, and a pitch-black Fang Tian Huaji appeared in his hand.

In an instant, Dai Chengfeng's entire aura changed drastically.

Originally, he still had some youthful vigor and agility, but now he was like a towering mountain, emitting a terrifying sense of oppression.

The soul power around him surged like a tide, and a faint tiger roar emanated from his body, as if he was no longer a human, but an awakened ancient beast...

That unstoppable and unstoppable momentum seemed as if a single halberd could destroy all obstacles in front of it!

"That's...that's the feeling!"

Yang Wushuang looked at Dai Chengfeng, his pupils contracted violently, and his voice trembled unconsciously, "That crack on the floor of the blacksmith shop gave me that feeling..."

Yang Wushuang stared at Dai Chengfeng in shock, his eyes filled with shock, and he kept murmuring softly.

He was so unbelievable...

The young man in front of him, who looked less than twenty years old, was actually the one who displayed the powerful marksmanship that he could not imagine.

after all.

He had never heard of such innovative and domineering shooting skills. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it could be used to establish a new school.

Looking at the shocked Yang Wushuang, Zhu Fan said playfully, "Now, do you still want to become my disciple?"

Zhu Fan smiled and shook his head, the teasing look on his face becoming even stronger. "How old are you? How old is our Chengfeng?"

"Go away and don't disturb us as we go back to the hotel."

Hear the words.

Yang Wushuang was still staring at Dai Chengfeng in a daze, his heart in extreme conflict.

After all, just like Zhu Fan said...

How old are you?

Maybe they are even older than the father of the young man in front of him.

If I were to take this young man as my master, wouldn't people laugh at me if the news got out?

'Can……'

Yang Wushuang was torn between his conscience and his desires. 'Now that the Haotian Sect has withdrawn from the world, our Poyi Clan has been targeted by the Spirit Hall and has been retaliated against several times.'

'Though I've managed to escape it for now.'

"But if we can't bring about some changes... then the Poyi clan will be in danger!"

'Even if the clan isn't annihilated, they'll definitely be severely damaged!'

"And even if it's not for the family..."

"This unparalleled spearmanship is enough to make me, a spirit master whose martial spirit is the Soul-Breaking Spear, obsessed with it!"

Thinking of this, Yang Wushuang gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down in front of Dai Chengfeng, saying at the same time: "The one who is more accomplished comes first, regardless of age!"

"Since you have gone further than me, Yang Wushuang, in the art of spearmanship, I..."

However, before he could kneel down, Dai Chengfeng had already supported him.

"I can't bear your kneeling. After all, I have no intention of accepting you as my disciple."

Dai Chengfeng had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. "However, if you can agree to one condition of mine..."

(End of this chapter)