le competition. Tang Wulin's face broke into a slight smile, "It's nice to meet you" 。Let's keep in touch. 。" Lu Qinghan's face turned pale in an instant, as white as paper. He felt like his hand, w...Recently, the entire Douluo Continent has been abuzz with talk surrounding the Star Dou Arena's Intercontinental Challenge. Having reached the finals, and with the Federation's deliberate promotion, it has now become a grand event across the entire Federation.

The Blood God Legion is no exception. 。After the first round of the playoff stage, two of the eight teams belonged to the Blood God Army. 。Tang Wulin was naturally one of them, and the other was Qian Renxue, the commander of the Blood God Legion's guard regiment. 。 Qian walked slowly into the lounge area, quietly making his way to the coffee shop and ordering a black coffee. 。At this time, the coffee shop was already packed. 。The Blood God Legion's supplies here are the best, and the coffee is no exception. 。He looked around and found that all the tables were already occupied. 。A quick glance, his eyes finally landed on a table in the corner. 。There was only one person sitting there, but all the other tables around were full. 。That person was sitting there, looking out the window, with a faint smile on their face, wondering what they were thinking. 。Although only his profile could be seen, he was still captivating. His handsome features and warm skin were truly exquisite, as if he wore a crown of jade. 。With hawk-like vision, one could naturally see all the details clearly. The man's eyelashes were very long, even for a girl it was rare to have such long eyelashes. His eyes were big and bright, and the smile on his handsome face made him seem full of sunshine. 。However, what truly captured thousands of eyes was the military rank insignia he wore on his shoulder. 。Stars shone brightly, shimmering with gold!A majorSuch a young major Could it be himThousand-fold had heard tales of him long ago. Recently, his name was almost on everyone's lips in the Blood God Legion... 。At the tables surrounding him, sat at least half of the regiment's female officers of colonel rank and above. 。Below a high school student I'm afraid it's not that they don't want to come, but rather that they are not qualified to sit there. 。Thousand Hands' eyes narrowed slightly, and he strode forward. 。Since that day he had coffee with Long Yuxue here, Tang Wulin discovered that he actually fell in love with the taste of that bittersweet yet fragrant black liquid. 。He liked the feeling of being surrounded by that rich aroma. Outside it was freezing, but in his hands he held a steaming cup of coffee, sipping it slowly. 。This has become his only enjoyment in life lately. 。Dance Changkong had reminded him a long time ago that when things are new, they are easily broken, and one should not pressure themselves too much. 。He has felt he's been adjusting very well lately. 。It's not just about cultivation in terms of techniques, but also about one's mindset. 。Gu Yue Na was his best spiritual comfort. Whenever he felt tired, just thinking of her would make him feel refreshed and full of energy. 。Especially when she could still sip a cup of hot coffee, her figure seemed even clearer in her mind, and there was a warm and comforting feeling. 。Tang Wulin enjoyed this feeling, but as he enjoyed it, he also found that there were more and more people in the coffee shop. 。But surprisingly, everyone was very taciturn. The spot next to the window in that corner was always left for him. 。"Sir, may I sit here" A strange voice spoke up. 。Tang Wulin looked up and saw a tall, middle-aged officer standing before him. He was in his thirties, with the rank of major on his shoulders. He wasn't particularly handsome, but his eyes were slightly narrow. Despite that, his chiseled features left a deep impression. 。Of course 。Tang Wulin made a gesture of invitation. 。Qian Duo sat down and subconsciously glanced at the coffee cup in Tang Wulin's hand. 。Black coffee He's just like his own hobbies. 。Tang Wulin was still looking out the window, the noise inside the coffee shop didn't affect his good mood at all. 。All the noises, naturally filtered by him. 。"Sir " 。There came a sound from across the way. 。Tang Wulin turned his head to look at Qian Renxue, "Is something the matter" Qian Renxue's black coffee was delivered. She held her cup with both hands, "I am number seventy-nine, looking forward to the upcoming competition and meeting you." 。" Tang Wulin's eyebrows arched slightly, "Star Dou Great Competition" 。 "

"Go for it!" 。Tang Wulin nodded at him, finished the coffee in his cup, smiled again at Qian Renxue, and stood up under the gazes of the female officers. 。

A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, he took the initiative to come over, more out of curiosity

But from Tang Wulin, he saw nothing and felt nothing. 。He had nothing about him, not even the ripple of soul power. He looked just like an ordinary person. 。His inner instinct told him that this youngest general in the entire army was dangerous! Would he face him in the next round Qian couldn't help but clench his fist. 。Tang Wulin's mind didn't hold much impression of Qian Renxue. At this time, his spirit was highly focused. That cup of coffee was for relaxation, but equally so, it was to adjust his state. 。Without a doubt, the more difficult test for him compared to the Soul Master Tournament was the Mech Battle. 。And immediately, he was about to participate in the sixteenth round of the mecha battle. 。Enter the Star Dou Chamber and connect to the battle network. 。Number 33 became number 66. 。Still guided by service personnel, like in the individual race, he was also filled with golden light. 。In the final match of the group stage, he was crowned top scorer. 。And in the final match of the group stage, Ling Wu Yue was defeated, advancing as the second seed from the group. 。As it turned out, Ling Wu Yue was indeed the most outstanding mecha pilot within the legion. 。Only these two people qualified for the mech battle. 。They were in the same qualifying group, and according to internal rules, they wouldn't meet in the first round of the knockout stage. 。I wonder if Ling Wu Yue will be able to pass this competition. 。Compared to him, Lingwu Yue's control is undoubtedly stronger, but her martial soul is ultimately a little weaker. 。Choose a mech, weapons are still long guns. 。Looking at the spear in the mecha's hand, Tang Wulin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He was ultimately only destined for close combat! Originally, he wanted to choose ranged attacks as the main weapon of his mecha, but ever since he learned Thousand Arrows Piercing Heaven, he had lost all interest in range. 。Now that he has basically mastered the thousand-pointer, he doesn't know when Lao Tang will be willing to teach him the next move. 。As soon as he thought of these things, his heart couldn't help but feel a little expectant. 。With a clang of metal, Tang Wulin stepped onto the competition stage. 。Across from him, his opponent was also led out at the same time. 。Seeing the size of the opponent's mecha, Tang Wulin immediately judged the opponent's fighting style. 。Handheld Soul Conduit Cannon 。Can fire ten timeshave been in real danger. 。A spirit that utilizes mental power is a very rare and peculiar type. If Dai Yun'er continued to suppress Tang Wulin with her mental capabilities throughout their sparring...