When Chen Xin heard this, he didn’t look back, and said to himself:

“My father is a ninety-seventh-level peak Douluo.”

“When he was one hundred and eight years old, he broke through to the ninety-seventh-level Title Douluo, but also in that year, he met the last opponent in his life and the strongest opponent.”

“He lost! Defeat!

“And that opponent is a ninety-nine-level peak existence!”

Ning Feng caused his pupils to shrink, ninety-nine levels?

This is already standing at the peak of Title Douluo.

No.

This is already standing at the peak of the Douluo Continent.

Terrifying.

“Before my father died, he told me about the level gap after the ninety-fifth level of Title Douluo.”

“The soul master’s soul power exceeds ninety-five levels, which can be regarded as a watershed for the title Douluo.”

“Every level after that is very different.”

Ning Fengzhi listened carefully, he was only a young man in his twenties now, and the title Douluo was far away from him.

Moreover, although his Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul is the most famous auxiliary martial soul in the Douluo Continent, because of the martial soul level limit, he cannot break through the soul saint to promote Soul Douluo in his life.

His highest achievement in this life was a seventy-nine-level soul saint, and he didn’t know much about the things on Title Douluo.

Not to mention the secret of Title Douluo above level ninety-five.

“Between the ninety-first and ninety-fifth levels, although the gap in soul power is not small, it can still be made up by relying on the advantages of martial soul quality or soul bones and soul techniques.”

“But at level ninety-six, it changes.”

Dusty Xin seemed to mumble, “The soul power of level ninety-six is twenty percent stronger than level ninety-five.

“What? Twenty percent stronger?

Ning Feng was shocked.

He was also titled Douluo, but he didn’t expect that the ninety-sixth-level Titled Douluo was so much stronger than the ninety-five-level.

This is equivalent to two percent stronger soul power.

Once fighting.

The ninety-sixth-level Title Douluo is afraid that he can completely suppress the ninety-five-level Title Douluo.

“Good! That’s 20 percent.

Dusty Xin affirmed, “This is not something that martial soul quality and ordinary soul techniques and soul bones can make up for.

“Unless there is an essential gap in the soul techniques of the two sides, the ninety-sixth-level Titled Douluo should be able to comprehensively suppress the Titled Douluo below the ninety-fifth level.”

“And if you want to advance from level ninety-five to level ninety-six, it is not a simple accumulation of soul power, but also need to be comprehended.”

“If you can’t comprehend it, you won’t be able to break through for a lifetime.” “After that, level ninety-seven is twenty percent stronger than level ninety-six, level ninety-eight is thirty percent stronger than level

ninety-seven, and level ninety-nine is forty percent stronger than level ninety-eight.”

Hearing this, the thoughtful Ning Fengzhi seemed to understand something, and even said, “Uncle Chen, can Zhou Yi help you comprehend and promote to a higher realm?”

“Good!”

Dusty heart nodded: “Teacher Kendo is divine, pedantic, I listened to him talk about kendo before, and I felt something in my heart, I am sure that I will be promoted to the ninety-sixth level Title Douluo in half a month at most.”

Dust heart worships Zhou Yi, and what he values is Zhou Yi’s kendo cultivation.

Although he was confident that he would be promoted to level ninety-six, or even level ninety-seven.

But he knew that if there was no special opportunity in this life, it would be almost impossible for him to advance to the ninety-eighth or ninety-ninth level.

He wanted to surpass his father, and he wanted to defeat the ninety-ninth level powerhouse who defeated his father.

It was not possible before.

But Zhou Yi’s appearance gave him hope.

This was the real reason why he made up his mind to worship Zhou Yi.

Of course.

There is also admiration for Zhou Yi’s character, courage, kendo realm and knowledge.

“So it is.”

Ning Feng was stunned, and after knowing the reason, he suddenly felt that Sword Douluo worshiped Master Zhou Yi was nothing.

It’s him.

I’m afraid I will also worship the teacher.

“Congratulations to Uncle Chen, cultivation is a great advance.”

Ning Fengzhi congratulated happily.

“Even if you are promoted to level ninety-six, it is still far from level ninety-nine.”

There is no pride in the dusty heart.

“Uncle Dust, how much is the gap between level ninety-nine and level one hundred?”

Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Such legendary powerhouses may have appeared in the soul master world, but they have never left their experience.

Speaking of this, Dusty Xin’s calm eyes showed a trace of yearning and longing, “My father, cultivated to the Title Douluo level at the age of sixty-eight, reached the ninety-fifth level at the age of seventy-eight,

reached the ninety-sixth level at the age of eighty-eight, and did not advance to the ninety-seventh level until the age of one hundred and eight.”

“And that ninety-nine-level powerhouse has been working hard for thirty years for the final gap between ninety-nine and hundred, but he still hasn’t found a way.”

“He predicted that the gap between level 100 and level 99 would exceed 100% soul power alone, moreover, there was also the possibility of a tenth soul ring.”

Chenxin’s voice fell, and Ning Fengzhi fell silent.

As a soul master, who wouldn’t want a chance to climb to the top in the future?

But now through the words of the dust heart, he knows how difficult it is.

He doesn’t have any hope anyway.

“Uncle Dust has a week now… With the help of the gentleman, you may be able to see the scenery of the hundred levels. Ning Fengzhi said.

“Hopefully.”

……

“Experience +1.”

“Experience +1.”

“Experience +1.”

Zhou Yi didn’t know that his words that fooled Sword Douluo had such a huge impact on Sword Douluo.

After bullying Ah Yin for an hour.

Zhou Yi lifted his belt and left the room in a good mood, with his handsome face, as if… Sven scum.

He took two invitations, personally wrote Tang Xiao and Tang Hao’s name, and then came to the hotel where the two were staying proudly.

“Brother Zhou!”

Seeing Zhou Yi, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao were not surprised.

They went to visit Zhou Yi yesterday and did not see anyone.

It was reasonable for Zhou Yi to come to them.

“Brother Zhou, please come in.”

Tang Xiao invited Zhou Yi into the room.

“Brother Xiao, Brother Hao, I just came back yesterday, I’m a little busy, I’m really sorry.”

Zhou Yi said with a smile.

“Brother Zhou said heavily, we took the liberty!”

Tang Xiao said quickly.

As Haotian twins, although he is very sad that Ah Yin has become Zhou Yi’s woman, Ah Yin has nothing to do with them.

How Ah Yin is, they don’t care.

There is no reason to anger Zhou Yi.

Even if he is unhappy with Zhou Yi in his heart, he will not give Zhou Yi a face on the surface.

This is cultivation from a large family.

“Brother Xiao, Brother Hao, it’s better to come early than to come, I said I invited you to drink before, but now it’s just right!”

Zhou Yi smiled and took out two big red invitations from his arms and handed them to Tang Xiao and Tang Hao:

“I will be married to Ah Yin in half a month, and the two brothers must come to have a glass of happy wine at that time!”

“I…” Tang

Xiao and Tang Hao held the invitation, feeling that their hearts were dripping blood.

Although it was already known from Ah Yin’s mouth that the two had already had a relationship.

But they still have a slight illusion.

But now…

Syllable!

The last shred of illusion was completely shattered.

Tang Xiao wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Ah Yin, he ghostly accepted the invitation.

“I… We’ll be there!

Tang Hao was silent on the side. There was no

acceptance, and there was no rejection.

Maybe……

They also want to see Ah Yin.

It’s just like those licking dogs in the previous life to go to the wedding of their goddess.

“Good!”

Zhou Yi said with a smile, he didn’t stay for a long time, and left after sending the invitation.

He didn’t have time to accompany the two.

Aren’t Ah Yin and Erlong fragrant?

Zhou Yi left. The

empty room left only the soulless Tang Xiao and Tang Hao brothers. There

seems to be a sad low melody ringing in my ears:

… Your happy post is my invitation sticker.

You invited me to raise a glass.

I can only pay tribute to my collapse…



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