Douluo: Blind Douluo

To everyone's surprise, the five bandits with soul power all became dead souls under the sword.

"A kid actually killed the boss. Run, run."

The bandits looked at Lin Yongming's figure. In their eyes, he was so tall at the moment. They dropped their swords and wanted to escape.

"Don't let anyone go, chase me!" Not only Wuhundian came to Leiyu Village, but also the city defense army from Wuertuo Town.

After hearing from the villagers that there were more than twenty bandits, fifty soldiers were sent.

Lin Yongming saw that the danger was gone, and the burden in his heart also disappeared.

"Hiss!" Lin Yongming looked at his wound and felt the pain at this moment. He couldn't help but squat down. It was the first time he suffered such a serious injury.

Naturally, there is not much soul power left.

"Tomorrow!"

"Xiao Ming!"

Lin Yongming's parents and village chief rushed over and shouted.

"Ming'er, why are you so brave? If something happens to you, how will your mother survive?" Yinglan ignored the blood on Lin Yongming's body, hugged her and choked with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, it hurts!" Lin Yongming said with a smile as Yinglan caught the scratch wound on his arm.

"Xiao Ming, the village is grateful to you today. However, next time you encounter this situation, don't be brave. You are still a child and have unlimited possibilities." The village chief said fearfully after a while.

"Village Chief, my fellow villagers are in trouble. As a soul master, how could I not save them? But those five uncles, hey! I still came back late." Lin Yongming sighed helplessly.

"Xiao Ming, this is not your fault. Don't blame yourself." The village chief said immediately, fearing that Lin Yongming would be under pressure.

"Tomorrow, your injury is still bleeding. The spirit masters of Wuhun Palace are here. I'll call them." Lin Chong said immediately when he saw that Lin Yongming's chest was still bleeding.

However, a man wearing a Wuhundian uniform came over.

"Everyone, I am a healing soul master, let me see."

"Yeah, good."

Lin Chong nodded to the three of them and immediately got out of the way.

"Bishop, did Lin Yongming just kill a soul sect and have a purple thousand-year soul ring on his body?" Xu Qing thought he had seen it wrong and asked the bishop with white hair and beard in a surprised tone.

"That's right, he's already at the 24th level of a second-ring great soul master. The first one is a hundred years old, and the second one is actually a thousand-year soul ring level."

"Incredible, really unbelievable." The bishop was also deeply shocked, astonished by Lin Yongming's fighting power.

"In other words, Lin Yongming killed two Soul Lords and one Soul Lord alone. This is... better than me."

"Is this still seven years old?" Xu Qing was so shocked that he stuttered.

"Bishop, is this the genius with innate soul power that His Majesty the Pope has us paying attention to? A seven-year-old great soul master who also possesses a purple thousand-year soul ring and kills enemies across two realms. This is the genius with innate soul power. Is it scary?" Another deacon standing next to Xu Qing said, this person Lin Yongming met last time.

"The most important thing is, is he really blind?" The deaconess also asked.

"With how he can fight against the Soul Sect, it doesn't matter whether he is blind or not. Report this to the Pope and someone will definitely be sent."

The bishop can imagine that writing a letter to the Pope about this matter will definitely attract attention. Although this soul sect is not the best soul ring configuration, the performance of the two realms is enough to dwarf most people.

The bishop even imagined that Lin Yongming would be accepted as a disciple by the elders of Wuhun Hall, and that would be his real rise to the sky.

Under the treatment of the soul master of Wuhun Palace, Lin Yongming's wounds healed quickly, and scabs formed on them, which would fall off in two days.

"Thank you, sir!" Lin Yongming stood up and thanked him.

"You're welcome. We're both great soul masters, so don't call me "sir." The healing soul master also replied very politely. You're welcome. He is already in his thirties, and the person opposite him is a great soul master at just over seven years old. .

"Anyway, thank you for your treatment, otherwise I would have to stay in bed for a few days." Lin Yongming nodded and said.

"Brother Lin Yongming, you surprised us. With your cultivation as a great soul master, you killed a soul sect. This achievement is enviable." Seeing Lin Yongming getting up, the bishop came over with the others and said.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Bishop!" Lin Yongming raised his hands and called him.

"No matter what, your talent will surpass us sooner or later." The bishop said with a smile.

"I still have to thank the Bishop for bringing people to support Leiyu Village." Lin Yongming said politely.

"You are really out of touch this time. We are not here for you, but we came here after receiving a request for help from the villagers. There is a soul master who wants to cause trouble in the village, and naturally our Spirit Hall will not let it go."

"Such a soul master is called a fallen person in our Wuhun Palace, and they are the targets that our Wuhun Palace has always tried our best to attack. However, we are still late. Fortunately, you are here." The bishop explained to Lin Yongming with a serious look on his face. .

"Well, now that the culprit has been eliminated and it's getting late, you and your fellow villagers must be tired and will come to visit another day."

"Close the team!" the bishop said in a serious tone.

Then a group of people grabbed a few bandits and left Leiyu Village.

The village chief immediately sent him outside the village.

Lin Yongming looked at this group of people, and then looked at the body of the bandit leader.

This battle made Lin Yongming realize that he lacked practical experience and suffered a big loss.

"It seems that it is not only necessary to improve the soul power, but also the actual combat experience cannot be ignored. Compared with the soul beasts, humans are more cunning." Lin Yongming secretly made a training plan for himself.

"Child, are you tired? Let's go home and rest." Yinglan stepped forward and took Lin Yongming's hand and said.

At this time, everything in Leiyu Village had settled, and the villagers came forward to thank Lin Yongming one after another.

"Uncles, aunts and uncles, just call me Xiao Ming. We are all from the same village. If you call me Master Soul Master, then we will be treated as outsiders in the village." Lin Yongming immediately saw these people calling themselves Master Soul Master. He spoke.

"Yes, Ming'er is right, you don't need to be too polite." Lin Chong immediately followed.

Lin Yongming also knew that in the eyes of the villagers, soul masters were all noble, and this idea was deeply ingrained.

It's just that they are all from the same village, so Lin Yongming naturally can't let them call him that.

If they really let them keep calling him "adult", his parents will gradually become alienated from these people over a long period of time. Lin Yongming also knows that his parents have been dealing with these people for almost their whole lives, so naturally they don't want to see such a situation. form.

After the shocked villagers thanked Lin Yongming, they all returned home. Lin Yongming also followed his parents back to his home.

On the other side, the bishop who returned to the small town of Urto quickly wrote a letter about Lin Yongming's situation today and sent it out overnight.

It was delivered to the Pope in Wuhun City the next afternoon.

"What!" When the Pope saw the content of the letter, he was so surprised that he couldn't help but stand up.

"Teacher, what surprises you so much?" the girl on the side asked curiously.

"Disciple, see for yourself."

"Seven years old, second-level soul master, level 24, second purple thousand-year soul ring, killed the soul sect!"

"Teacher, can you let me go and recruit him? I want to see his strength with my own eyes." The girl held the envelope and said with fighting intent in her eyes.

"Okay, you take the two purple-clad deacons and ten members of the elite group and find out the fallen one." The Pope agreed to the girl's request.

"Okay teacher, Dong'er has lived up to your expectations." The girl nodded with firm eyes.

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