DRAGON SPEAR DOULUO
Battle Genius

Upon seeing that the two of them were fine, Auntie Dong walked out of the study and went to the Pope's Palace to handle the affairs of government.

　　After Auntie Dong left, Jun Xuehan immediately followed, preparing to go to the Book Collection Pavilion to search for books on self-created soul skills to see if there was anything helping her.

　　Hu Liena looked at the departing Jun Xuehan, and the anger that appeared in the morning had long since disappeared. After all, Jun Xuehan was always cold, and it was understandable to speak frankly.

　　In the Book Collection Pavilion, Jun Xuehan held a book, constantly flipping through it, and sometimes there was contemplation in his eyes, and sometimes enlightenment.

　　After a while, Jun Xuehan closed the book in his hand, and there was a faint contemplation in his eyes. Based on the experience of self-created soul skills and the use of his own silver dragon spear, Jun Xuehan came to a conclusion. .

　　Whether the elements were used alone or in combination, they could all be used in battle, but due to Jun Xuehan's martial spirit flaw, the current element's attack power was not as strong as the melee attack ability.

　　But the advantages are that it can perform long-range attacks, single-target attacks and wide-area coverage attacks. For example: making a huge fireball, and a huge rain of flames hit him, Jun Xuehan could still do it.

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　　Jun Xuehan: A new profession, Battle Mage, has been born.

　　Ahem, something strange seems to have entered.

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　　When Jun Xuehan returned the book to its place, he walked straight out of the library, ready to find a place to integrate elemental attacks into his movements, so elemental attacks can be seamlessly connected to melee attacks.

　　After finding a place where there was no one in the apse, Jun Xuehan released his martial spirit: a silver, yellow and purple dragon spear under his feet, and two spirit rings kept flashing.

　　Calm and moving at will, the silver dragon spear waved in the air, elemental light gathered on the silver dragon spear, soul power injected into the silver dragon spear, the silver dragon spear swept out, the silver dragon spear swept out, and the rain of flames solidified by the fire element formed the shape of a fan, towards the silver dragon spear.Fly forward.

　　The blooming spear flowers bloomed in the air, and the fire element in the silver dragon spear was transformed into the wind element.With the wave of the silver dragon spear, the, blades of wind condensing from the wind element shot around continuously.

　　Half an hour later, Jun Xuehan stopped waving the silver spear, found a place at will, and pondered calmly.

　　“Truely, the relationship between elemental attacks and melee attacks is not so smooth, and there is no feeling of running water.” Jun Xuehan said softly, and took back the silver dragon spear in his hand.

　　This was not because he did not want to continue training, but because his consumption of soul power was too much. Every time he used an element to attack, it exhausted his soul power. If he continued to practice, his soul power would disappear.It would probably be exhausted.

　　So he needed to rest for a while now, replenish his soul power, and continue practicing.

　　Jun Xuehan sat down cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

　　...

　　I don't know how long time has passed.

　　When Jun Xuehan opened his eyes, He Ran discovered that the one sitting in front of him was a handsome middle-aged man wearing a simple gray robe that looked only in his thirties or forties.

　　Before Jun Xuehan could ask a question, an enormous pressure emerged from the middle-aged man and suppressed Jun Xuehan.

　　It was not that Jun Xuehan had not experienced the aura oppressing him, when he was at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, he had sensed the aura of oppression belonging to Dugu Bo.

　　But Dugu Bo had already unleashed his martial spirit at that moment, and the middle-aged man in front of him had not even released his martial spirit yet, either, but the aura suppressed by him was only stronger than Dugu Bo.

　　“Hey, this is interesting.” The middle-aged man looked at Jun Xuehan in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

　　In general, if a soul master could withstand the suppression of two-thirds of his own soul force, it was already considered good. And if he could withstand the suppression of his own soul force, or even the suppression of his own soul force, he was a genius.

　　And from the very beginning, he released the suppression of spirit power belonging to the twenty-second great spirit master, and as a result, even Jun Xuehan's martial spirit was not forced out.

　　The pressure of soul force gradually increased, and Jun Xuehan, whose face had not changed at all, inevitably frowned slightly.

　　As the suppression of soul force rose to the twenty-eighth level, Jun Xuehan felt a pervasive pressure, like an invisible shackle, bound in his body.

　　And this kind of pressure also made Jun Xuehan feel extremely uncomfortable, but it was still within Jun Xuehan's tolerance.

　　When the spirit power rose to the thirty level, the middle-aged man looked at Jun Xuehan who had still not let go of his spirit, nodded slightly, and said, "Very good, the future is promising."

　　Even so, the suppression released by the middle-aged man had no intention of taking it back, but it continued to increase.

　　When the pressure of the spirit power was raised to the 33rd level, Jun Xuehan felt like a tsunami, a suffocating pressure, a silver dragon spear appeared in his hand, and a light flickered under his feet, two soul rings were yellow and purple.

　　“What a strong martial spirit, and there is a trace of divinity in it.” Surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

　　When his spirit power was raised to rank 38, Jun Xuehan used a silver dragon spear to support him, barely touching the ground, and a silver-scale armor attached to the spirit bone appeared on his body.

　　When his soul force reached forty-two levels, beads of sweat dripped from Jun Xuehan's head, dripping onto the ground, and his straight body slightly bent.

　　When Jun Xuehan was about to reach the limit, the middle-aged man took in his breath pressure, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Good, your future is promising."

　　Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Jun Xuehan only gasped for breath and did not immediately reply.

　　After a while, Jun Xuehan's breathing calmed down again, and he said slowly, "I've seen a huge offering."

　　Jun Xuehan's voice was very calm, and his eyes were filled with indifference.

　　It was not difficult to guess the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him, this was the apse, and not many people could enter the apse, and the one next to the apse was the worship room.

　　Therefore, this middle-aged person had a high possibility of being worshipped. And he, Jun Xuehan, had just arrived at the Pope's Palace, and not many people knew him in a short time.

　　As soon as the middle-aged man in front of him saw her, he let go of his breath and pressure to test himself, showing that he knew himself.

　　There were only three people familiar with the worship hall, two were elders in the worship hall, and the last one was Qian Renxue. And only Qian Renxue could let Jun Xuehan enter the eyes of adoration.

　　In the worship hall, the closest relationship with Qian Renxue was nothing more than a great cult: Qian Daoliu.