Douluo: I’m Really not Strong

In the evening, Su Xian gathered all the soul masters in the army.

There are only 3,000 soul masters out of a total of 800,000 troops. How shabby!

Contra, only 8.

There are only 40 soul saints.

Soul Emperor, 250.

Soul King, 600.

Soul Sect, 1,200.

Soul Master, 1,000.

Of course, these are not all the soul masters in the Tiandou Empire. After all, the war has entered a stalemate stage, not a decisive battle stage.

Therefore, some soul masters from the empire did not stay at the border.

Although there were many soul masters in Wuhun Palace, they did not intend to provide full reinforcements. They only sent more than two hundred soul masters to support the situation.

Bibi Dong made a very clear distinction between Su Xian and the Tiandou royal family.

After all, in her eyes, Su Xian just occupied Xue Qinghe's body.

Keeping the Tiandou Empire undefeated was all for Su Xian's sake.

Looking at the team of three thousand soul masters in front of him, Su Xian was in high spirits.

No matter if they are noobs or tractors, he will turn them into fighter jets!

"I guess some of you don't know me yet. It doesn't matter. I can introduce myself."

Su Xian walked slowly on the high platform with his hands behind his back, seemingly not looking at the crowd.

There is no way, the leader's instructions are all like this, the posture must be coquettish, the attitude must be fierce, and the force must be indispensable.

"My name is Xue Qinghe, and I am titled Xiaoyao King!"

"Yes, he is the King Xiaoyao you think of!"

"Not only am I back, but I will also take you to a decisive battle with the Star Luo Empire tomorrow. You also understand that this is a game between adults and children."

"And I brought you there because I want to let those little brats in the Star Luo Empire know what strength is. If you know what it means to be behind, you will be beaten."

"We don't have any other skills. When it comes to bullying people, that's at the level of our ancestors."

"..."

In the excitement before the unification decisive battle, Su Xian couldn't help but recall the scene of Li Yunlong running a train in his mind.

For a moment, Su Xian started a long speech without saying anything.

"Wuji, why is your brother so crazy? He talks too much." Xue An sighed, unable to complain.

"How could I know?"

Xue Wuji's face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Qian Renxue beside him, "Sister-in-law, you should call me eldest brother."

"If he wants to talk, let him talk. Don't you think it's interesting for him to do this?"

Qian Renxue covered her mouth and chuckled. This was the first time she had seen the talkative Su Xian. She didn't expect that he could be so good at advocating for mobilization.

Xue Wuji:…….

How funny!

If this continues, they will all become sleepy.

Knowing that Xue Wuji, Xue An and the others were expecting the soul guide, Qian Renxue had no choice but to send a message to interrupt Su Xian.

"Let's get right to the point. It's getting late and I'm getting sleepy."

After hearing this, Su Xian's expression changed and he interrupted his speech.

Since my wife is sleepy, keep everything simple.

"Next, I will give each of you a weapon and teach you how to use it. Depending on them, we will destroy the Star Luo Empire tomorrow!"

"Contra, come forward!"

Looking at the eight Soul Douluo in front of his head, Su Xian shouted in a deep voice and officially began to distribute equipment.

That's right!

Just hit the Star Luo Empire and blast it directly.

Anyway, the soul guidance device he kept here was almost ashes, so he left it alone, and it was time to use it to bully others.

Contra, the eighth-level soul cannon, Soul Saint, the seventh-level soul cannon, and so on.

Soul cannons are also divided into types, soul-gathering and cannonball types. The former is a burst of compressed soul power, while the latter requires cannonballs from a turret to be fired.

The main thing Su Xian gave him was the soul-gathering cannon, because it was relatively simple to operate. Although it was a little less powerful, it was enough to fight.

Seeing the soul cannons fired one after another, Xue An and Ge Long drooled and felt restless inside.

Very meow!

Contra has it, it’s a must.

Soul Saint has it, so that should be the case.

The Soul Emperor has it, so that’s okay.

The Soul King has it, so he reluctantly accepts it.

But those Soul Masters and Soul Sects each have one, which is simply a waste of treasure!

The only person who was more distressed than Xue An and the other two was Xue Ye.

As a good son, Xue Wuji adheres to the good conduct of reporting everything, and successfully connects with Emperor Xue Ye in the video.

When he saw the soul cannon being distributed like cabbage, Emperor Xueye was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

I humbled myself, signed so many treaties, spent so many gold coins to get the soul cannon, and you just gave it to everyone, just like this? ?

Damn it, so heartless! !

"Father, father, are you okay~"

Seeing Emperor Xue Ye holding his chest and looking in pain, Xue Wuji was terrified.

"It's okay, remember to take back all those soul cannons."

"If you can't take it back, you don't have to come back."

With pain in his voice, Emperor Xueye slowly lay down on the sofa and cut into segments of the video.

Xue Wuji:! !

After hearing Emperor Xue Ye's order, Xue Wuji wanted to slap himself twice.

I had nothing to say, but now I'm fine, and the hard work has come to my door again.

Glancing at the people who were rubbing the soul cannon excitedly, Xue Wuji swallowed in fear as if they were his own sons.

Damn it!

If I suddenly say now that the soul cannon will be handed over in the end, they won't kill me one by one, right?

"Brother, wait, wait!"

There was no time to think about this matter. Seeing Su Xian leaving, Xue Wuji immediately chased after him.

"Do you have anything else?"

Su Xian glanced at Xue An and Ge Long, who were following them unconcernedly, and then focused on Xue Wuji.

"Brother, you should have a soul cannon there, hehe~hehe~"

Xue Wuji rubbed his palms together with embarrassment, and when he talked about it later, he was even more silly and cheerful, looking a little vulgar.

"I won't give you the soul cannon. I'm afraid that with your IQ, you will blow up one of my own people." Su Xian struck mercilessly.

Snow Wuji: (;︵;`)

How could I be that kind of person! !

"That's right, you can't give the soul cannon to him. Giving it to him is a waste." Ge Long also agreed.

"He's holding the soul cannon and is definitely going to cause trouble again. It's better to give it to me together and I'll save it for him first." Xue An spoke righteously and made another stab.

Xue Wuji:…….

Damn it!

If you want the soul cannon, just say it yourself, there is no need to step on me, am I provoking you to mess with you? !

Hearing Xue An's words, Su Xian couldn't help laughing.

These words reminded him of the same thing when his parents collected lucky money during the Chinese New Year.

"These are two top-notch eighth-level soul cannons. They can be regarded as a little tribute from me, a junior."

Ignoring Xue Wuji's pitiful eyes, Su Xian took out two soul cannons from the storage ring and gave them to Xue An and Qian Renxue before leaving.

Looking at the soul cannons in their hands, Xue Wuji felt helpless: ....

Woohoo~ Why is it always me who gets hurt?