Chapter 355
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Nan Hou Zhu
Chapter 355
"Hey, this battle is getting bigger and bigger!" At the top of the city, a group of poking heads clicked their tongues.
From the heights, they could see that a lot of people had gathered at the gate of the city, and they were all here to join in the fun.
Even if more than [-] guards tried hard to maintain order and drive away irrelevant people, but it seemed to have little effect.
Moreover, they looked around and saw that there were still a lot of people coming here in the city.
"In this Martial Soul City, the powerhouse of the Soul Emperor level, which is rare elsewhere, is not a big shot." Anton said in a low voice.
In Wuhun City, although it cannot be said that there are as many soul emperors as dogs, and soul saints walk everywhere, they are definitely not rare.
"However, you must know that according to the regulations in Wuhun City, all soul masters are only allowed to fight in special venues, and are not allowed to fight in public places."
"Not to mention... fighting at the gate of Wuhun City."
In Wuhun City, which seems to have been so peaceful even 100 years ago, this kind of thing is definitely extremely rare, and it can be used as a good adjustment in ordinary life.
"These two guys are playing a bit lawless." Yan Hao couldn't help sighing when he saw the two huge forces raging at the gate of the city and the dilapidated venue.
"Did these two guys never think about stopping it at all?" Zhu Shize, a man with weaker soul power, felt a little tingling in his eyes after fighting for a while.
This is more than a point!This is clearly a shot with all its strength!
Anton was the strongest among the crowd, with the best eyesight, and he could see more clearly than the crowd.
Because of this, he became more and more frightened.
A madman and a stubborn collide, what happens?
Just like what he saw in front of his eyes, until he nodded, even more than making a full-out attack, this was a life-and-death struggle!
From what he saw just now, Yu Hang's halberd nearly pierced Mordred's vitals at least twice, but at the critical moment, it was slightly resisted by Mordred with his martial spirit, and the position was deflected. Or it is to forcibly twist the body to avoid the vital point.
And the long sword in Ye Yao's hand cut more than seven large and small wounds on Yu Hang's body.
Among them, the most dangerous one was at Hang's neck.
At that time, if Yu Hang hadn't tilted his head back vigilantly, that sword would have cut Yu Hang's throat, or even cut off his head.
crazy!crazy!It's crazy!Anton shook his head, his face showing horror.
"Tsk tsk tsk, really, no matter how many times I watch Mordred fight, I will always be so terrified." He Wuyan saw the martial spirit in Yu Hang's hand slip across Ye Yao's waist dangerously again , and failed to cause any harm, he let out a long breath and laughed.
"Who said it wasn't?" Fang Cheng sighed.
"Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with my heart, otherwise, sooner or later, I would really be scared by him."
Watching Mordred's battle, you must have an absolutely good heart, otherwise, you will feel very uncomfortable.
"Normal people will try their best to avoid a fatal attack, and there will be no other thoughts in their minds." He Wuyan said in a low voice.
"But Mordred is different."
"Even under the most dangerous attack, he still wants to attack."
"He will use the least number of moves, not trying to completely avoid fatal injuries, but only asking him to cause, uh, less injuries, and then take this opportunity to send the long sword in his hand into the opponent's heart."
"Even if you are injured, you are not afraid, even if you bleed, you are still smiling, the long sword in your hand is never defensive, always attacking, surrounded by red violent thunder, dancing on the tip of the knife..."
"Is that why he is called the 'Red Beast'?" Fang Cheng said with emotion.
This kind of fighting method has great benefits and high risks, and it is indeed possible to win the strong with the weak, and win the many with the few/
However, without that beast-like fighting intuition and almost instinctive fighting consciousness, ordinary people would definitely not survive three days if they fought in his way.
However, not only has he been alive and kicking until now, but he has also made countless military exploits, which can only be said to be unimaginable.
He Wuyan didn't answer.
He felt his chest hurt again.
At the beginning, when Mordred came to the branch hall of Star Luo City, it took a very short time to get everyone's approval.
The means he used were not superb, and could even be said to be very direct.
Faced with many doubts and disdain, he chose the roughest path.
He beat all the soul emperors in the branch hall once.
In the end, no one was able to last fifty rounds in his hands.
Afterwards, he even challenged the only three soul saints in the branch hall.
Facing the challenge of a soul emperor's junior, the three soul saints did not use their soul avatars because of their identities.
Originally, this was no big problem.
but……
"You bastard!" Fang Cheng couldn't help cursing in a low voice.
"Fight hard to catch my fifth soul skill, and give me a kick too!"
"You are content, you are just a kick..." He Wuyan seemed to recall some terrible past events, and his face was extremely ugly.
"That guy gave me a sword in the chest! TND! I even suspect that kid wanted to kill me!"
Although that sword was limited by its strength, in the end it only cut a wound on his chest, which can only be regarded as a moderate injury.
However, Mordred's piercing eyes at that time, as well as the fleeting chill in his chest, still left him with lingering fears.
"With our strength, we don't need the spirit avatar. If we want to subdue this guy, we can only rely on procrastination." Fang Cheng sighed.
It was dragged until his accumulated injuries exploded, until his soul power was exhausted, until he no longer had the strength to resist.
In other words, as long as he still has a little resistance, others can't stop him at all.
"The person you said to deal with this matter hasn't come yet?" Fang Cheng couldn't help asking.
"How long have you been fighting! There are more than one circle of people around!"
"What's the hurry, wait! Wait!" He Wuyan remained calm, as steady as an old dog.
No one knew that he was actually panicking in his heart.
Something is wrong!How come no one has come to stop this!
I won't talk about Title Douluo, but it's not too much for a Contra to handle this matter!
But what about people!
He Wuyan didn't know that at this moment, the person who dealt with the matter he was thinking about had actually arrived here.
"Nonsense! Really nonsense!" An old man with white hair and beard but a strict Chinese face was standing in a corner of the city gate, trembling with anger.
"How many years... since the Wuhun City was built, how many years has no one dared to use weapons at the gate of the Wuhun City!" Contra, who was supposed to be the highest leader of the city's guards, jumped and scolded.
"Great rebellion! I'm going to give him to..." The Contra's brows could no longer bear the anger, and he was about to take a step to understand this farce.
"What's the hurry?" In front of him, a scruffy old man squatted on the ground, took a big sip of wine, and said leisurely.
Strange to say, the two are completely different in terms of clothing, image, and temperament, but after the slovenly old man spoke, this powerful Contra stopped his pace.
"Elder Seven, you..." Contra said hesitantly.
"Isn't that good? Look again, look again..." The Seventh Elder said with a smile.
"This matter concerns the face of our Spirit Hall..."
"Embarrassment doesn't come from a fight between two little guys at the gate of the city." Elder Seven put the jug in front of him and said calmly.
"Face is made by us punching punch after punch!"
"Ask, do the seven major sects dare to laugh at us? I won't say much about the next four sects. They don't even have a single Contra. I wouldn't dare to give them more courage."
"Does the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect dare? They don't dare either! They only have the old dragon who is still supporting independently, and they are not connected. stage of debilitation."
"Although I heard that there are two geniuses in the younger generation, it is a pity that he is too young, whether he can become a Title Douluo is unknown, and whether he can become a Title Douluo when the old dragon's death is approaching is another unknown... "
The seventh elder silently added a word in his heart.
Not to mention... the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect may not be able to last until then.
"Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which has been expanding in power over the years, dare? Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and the number one assistant soul master, Ning Fengzhi, are so majestic!"
"Unfortunately, they didn't dare either. Because the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are only auxiliary soul masters."
Even with the protection of many recruited soul masters, his own weakness is still an unavoidable weakness.
And this weakness, to a large extent, is also the biggest Achilles' heel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in their plan.
"Does Haotianzong, the number one sect in the world, dare? They don't dare, otherwise, they wouldn't have shrunk their sect for more than ten years, and there would be no disciples from the sect walking in the world."
It's a pity that due to the agreement between the great priest and the previous Haotian Douluo, Wuhundian couldn't set foot in the Haotianzong sect, otherwise
"As long as our Spirit Hall still has enough power to deter the mainland, then no one in the world would dare to laugh at our Spirit Hall!" The Seventh Elder squatting on the ground like a tramp, what he said at this moment was actually So overbearing.
"Yes!" Rao Yi Contra was only ninety years old, and he couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.
"Now, shut up." The Seventh Elder said without looking back.
"Don't disturb me watching the show."
He looked at the two people who were fighting, as if looking at two rising suns.
That is the new blood of Wuhundian, and it is also the future.
At this moment, the two entangled figures in the arena suddenly separated after a brief stalemate.
Ye Yao's feet were firmly planted on the ground, and he slid backwards without stopping, plowing out two deep marks on the ground.
At this moment, Ye Yao's originally neat clothes already had a lot of tatters, bloodstains were faintly visible on his left arm, right thigh, and waist and abdomen.
Ye Yao took a long breath, moved his tingling arm, and laughed loudly: "Not bad! Enough!"
Yu Hang took several steps with both feet, stepped heavily on the ground, leaving deep footprints, and finally stopped his body by tapping the ground with the halberd.
He looked at ten large and small sword marks of different shades on his body, and his original rigid face became even more angry.
He reached out his hand to wipe away a strand of blood from his mouth, and then forcibly stabilized his trembling right hand.
As for the halberd versus the long sword, in terms of weight, he undoubtedly had the upper hand.
He is also confident that when the spirit rings are equal and his spirit power is superior, in terms of strength, he should have the upper hand.
Unfortunately, he was wrong.
The beast-like man in front of him was actually superior to him in terms of pure strength in the previous round of competition.
On the long sword that doesn't seem to be too heavy, there is a steady stream of huge force passing over it.
It's a stubble!
He originally had a heart lake like stagnant water, not only because of the man in front of him, there was a turbulent wave that symbolized anger, but also there was a long-lost undercurrent called fighting spirit.
want to win!want to win!
Yu Hang's halberd slid across the ground, and it was the first time that there was such a vivid image in his eyes that had never been turbulent.
For the first time since birth, he had such a strong stream of conviction.
He wants to win!He wants to defeat the man in front of him!He wants to personally make him pay the price for such a rebellious and rule-breaking behavior!
So, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, six soul rings with the best ages appeared on his body.
If we say that the contest just now was the most primitive confrontation of swords and swords, life and death.
Well, start now.They are about to enter the battle that truly belongs to soul masters.
Soul masters, the reason why they are soul masters is because they have soul power, soul rings, and existence called soul skills.
A soul master who doesn't use soul skills to fight, what kind of soul master is he!
"That's right!" Ye Yao laughed again.
"That's it! Make me happy!"
The same six soul rings also moved up and down on his body.
"Crazy dog." The Seventh Elder looked at the smile on Ye Yao's face and couldn't help admiring.
However, although the words are not good, there is no disgust or disgust in his words, but full of appreciation.
"Where did this young man come from?" Contra was a little shocked.
"To be able to fight this kid like Yu Hang to such an extent."
He is Yu Hang's immediate boss, so he is very clear about the talent and strength of this subordinate.
Although there are flaws in character, his talent as a soul master is beyond doubt.
He is very clear that Yu Hang's strength is absolutely unique among all the existing soul emperors in the Wuhun Temple.
Even a veteran soul emperor whose soul power has stagnated at level 69 for three years can't get any favors from Yu Hang.
And this unknown kid in front of him actually gained the upper hand in the first round of the contest?
"Did they come from Xingluo City?" The Seventh Elder looked at the group of people behind Ye Yao, and seemed to recognize their origin.
"Then this kid is the one named Mordred?" The Seventh Elder was stunned.
"I used to say that the old guy was exaggerating, but now it seems... what he said is true?"
"With a talent better than him, he can't fight. I can't fight better than him...I really can't find anyone in the same level? Even if there is, it is probably not as good as his talent."
"Tsk tsk tsk, yes, yes..." The Seventh Elder's eyes suddenly became eager when he looked at Ye Yao.
When he looked at Ye Yao, he no longer looked up like before, as if he was looking at a brilliant junior, but as if he was looking at an uncarved jade.
"Hehehe, Contra can't teach, but that doesn't mean Title Douluo can't teach..."
(End of this chapter)
"Hey, this battle is getting bigger and bigger!" At the top of the city, a group of poking heads clicked their tongues.
From the heights, they could see that a lot of people had gathered at the gate of the city, and they were all here to join in the fun.
Even if more than [-] guards tried hard to maintain order and drive away irrelevant people, but it seemed to have little effect.
Moreover, they looked around and saw that there were still a lot of people coming here in the city.
"In this Martial Soul City, the powerhouse of the Soul Emperor level, which is rare elsewhere, is not a big shot." Anton said in a low voice.
In Wuhun City, although it cannot be said that there are as many soul emperors as dogs, and soul saints walk everywhere, they are definitely not rare.
"However, you must know that according to the regulations in Wuhun City, all soul masters are only allowed to fight in special venues, and are not allowed to fight in public places."
"Not to mention... fighting at the gate of Wuhun City."
In Wuhun City, which seems to have been so peaceful even 100 years ago, this kind of thing is definitely extremely rare, and it can be used as a good adjustment in ordinary life.
"These two guys are playing a bit lawless." Yan Hao couldn't help sighing when he saw the two huge forces raging at the gate of the city and the dilapidated venue.
"Did these two guys never think about stopping it at all?" Zhu Shize, a man with weaker soul power, felt a little tingling in his eyes after fighting for a while.
This is more than a point!This is clearly a shot with all its strength!
Anton was the strongest among the crowd, with the best eyesight, and he could see more clearly than the crowd.
Because of this, he became more and more frightened.
A madman and a stubborn collide, what happens?
Just like what he saw in front of his eyes, until he nodded, even more than making a full-out attack, this was a life-and-death struggle!
From what he saw just now, Yu Hang's halberd nearly pierced Mordred's vitals at least twice, but at the critical moment, it was slightly resisted by Mordred with his martial spirit, and the position was deflected. Or it is to forcibly twist the body to avoid the vital point.
And the long sword in Ye Yao's hand cut more than seven large and small wounds on Yu Hang's body.
Among them, the most dangerous one was at Hang's neck.
At that time, if Yu Hang hadn't tilted his head back vigilantly, that sword would have cut Yu Hang's throat, or even cut off his head.
crazy!crazy!It's crazy!Anton shook his head, his face showing horror.
"Tsk tsk tsk, really, no matter how many times I watch Mordred fight, I will always be so terrified." He Wuyan saw the martial spirit in Yu Hang's hand slip across Ye Yao's waist dangerously again , and failed to cause any harm, he let out a long breath and laughed.
"Who said it wasn't?" Fang Cheng sighed.
"Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with my heart, otherwise, sooner or later, I would really be scared by him."
Watching Mordred's battle, you must have an absolutely good heart, otherwise, you will feel very uncomfortable.
"Normal people will try their best to avoid a fatal attack, and there will be no other thoughts in their minds." He Wuyan said in a low voice.
"But Mordred is different."
"Even under the most dangerous attack, he still wants to attack."
"He will use the least number of moves, not trying to completely avoid fatal injuries, but only asking him to cause, uh, less injuries, and then take this opportunity to send the long sword in his hand into the opponent's heart."
"Even if you are injured, you are not afraid, even if you bleed, you are still smiling, the long sword in your hand is never defensive, always attacking, surrounded by red violent thunder, dancing on the tip of the knife..."
"Is that why he is called the 'Red Beast'?" Fang Cheng said with emotion.
This kind of fighting method has great benefits and high risks, and it is indeed possible to win the strong with the weak, and win the many with the few/
However, without that beast-like fighting intuition and almost instinctive fighting consciousness, ordinary people would definitely not survive three days if they fought in his way.
However, not only has he been alive and kicking until now, but he has also made countless military exploits, which can only be said to be unimaginable.
He Wuyan didn't answer.
He felt his chest hurt again.
At the beginning, when Mordred came to the branch hall of Star Luo City, it took a very short time to get everyone's approval.
The means he used were not superb, and could even be said to be very direct.
Faced with many doubts and disdain, he chose the roughest path.
He beat all the soul emperors in the branch hall once.
In the end, no one was able to last fifty rounds in his hands.
Afterwards, he even challenged the only three soul saints in the branch hall.
Facing the challenge of a soul emperor's junior, the three soul saints did not use their soul avatars because of their identities.
Originally, this was no big problem.
but……
"You bastard!" Fang Cheng couldn't help cursing in a low voice.
"Fight hard to catch my fifth soul skill, and give me a kick too!"
"You are content, you are just a kick..." He Wuyan seemed to recall some terrible past events, and his face was extremely ugly.
"That guy gave me a sword in the chest! TND! I even suspect that kid wanted to kill me!"
Although that sword was limited by its strength, in the end it only cut a wound on his chest, which can only be regarded as a moderate injury.
However, Mordred's piercing eyes at that time, as well as the fleeting chill in his chest, still left him with lingering fears.
"With our strength, we don't need the spirit avatar. If we want to subdue this guy, we can only rely on procrastination." Fang Cheng sighed.
It was dragged until his accumulated injuries exploded, until his soul power was exhausted, until he no longer had the strength to resist.
In other words, as long as he still has a little resistance, others can't stop him at all.
"The person you said to deal with this matter hasn't come yet?" Fang Cheng couldn't help asking.
"How long have you been fighting! There are more than one circle of people around!"
"What's the hurry, wait! Wait!" He Wuyan remained calm, as steady as an old dog.
No one knew that he was actually panicking in his heart.
Something is wrong!How come no one has come to stop this!
I won't talk about Title Douluo, but it's not too much for a Contra to handle this matter!
But what about people!
He Wuyan didn't know that at this moment, the person who dealt with the matter he was thinking about had actually arrived here.
"Nonsense! Really nonsense!" An old man with white hair and beard but a strict Chinese face was standing in a corner of the city gate, trembling with anger.
"How many years... since the Wuhun City was built, how many years has no one dared to use weapons at the gate of the Wuhun City!" Contra, who was supposed to be the highest leader of the city's guards, jumped and scolded.
"Great rebellion! I'm going to give him to..." The Contra's brows could no longer bear the anger, and he was about to take a step to understand this farce.
"What's the hurry?" In front of him, a scruffy old man squatted on the ground, took a big sip of wine, and said leisurely.
Strange to say, the two are completely different in terms of clothing, image, and temperament, but after the slovenly old man spoke, this powerful Contra stopped his pace.
"Elder Seven, you..." Contra said hesitantly.
"Isn't that good? Look again, look again..." The Seventh Elder said with a smile.
"This matter concerns the face of our Spirit Hall..."
"Embarrassment doesn't come from a fight between two little guys at the gate of the city." Elder Seven put the jug in front of him and said calmly.
"Face is made by us punching punch after punch!"
"Ask, do the seven major sects dare to laugh at us? I won't say much about the next four sects. They don't even have a single Contra. I wouldn't dare to give them more courage."
"Does the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect dare? They don't dare either! They only have the old dragon who is still supporting independently, and they are not connected. stage of debilitation."
"Although I heard that there are two geniuses in the younger generation, it is a pity that he is too young, whether he can become a Title Douluo is unknown, and whether he can become a Title Douluo when the old dragon's death is approaching is another unknown... "
The seventh elder silently added a word in his heart.
Not to mention... the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect may not be able to last until then.
"Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which has been expanding in power over the years, dare? Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and the number one assistant soul master, Ning Fengzhi, are so majestic!"
"Unfortunately, they didn't dare either. Because the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are only auxiliary soul masters."
Even with the protection of many recruited soul masters, his own weakness is still an unavoidable weakness.
And this weakness, to a large extent, is also the biggest Achilles' heel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in their plan.
"Does Haotianzong, the number one sect in the world, dare? They don't dare, otherwise, they wouldn't have shrunk their sect for more than ten years, and there would be no disciples from the sect walking in the world."
It's a pity that due to the agreement between the great priest and the previous Haotian Douluo, Wuhundian couldn't set foot in the Haotianzong sect, otherwise
"As long as our Spirit Hall still has enough power to deter the mainland, then no one in the world would dare to laugh at our Spirit Hall!" The Seventh Elder squatting on the ground like a tramp, what he said at this moment was actually So overbearing.
"Yes!" Rao Yi Contra was only ninety years old, and he couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.
"Now, shut up." The Seventh Elder said without looking back.
"Don't disturb me watching the show."
He looked at the two people who were fighting, as if looking at two rising suns.
That is the new blood of Wuhundian, and it is also the future.
At this moment, the two entangled figures in the arena suddenly separated after a brief stalemate.
Ye Yao's feet were firmly planted on the ground, and he slid backwards without stopping, plowing out two deep marks on the ground.
At this moment, Ye Yao's originally neat clothes already had a lot of tatters, bloodstains were faintly visible on his left arm, right thigh, and waist and abdomen.
Ye Yao took a long breath, moved his tingling arm, and laughed loudly: "Not bad! Enough!"
Yu Hang took several steps with both feet, stepped heavily on the ground, leaving deep footprints, and finally stopped his body by tapping the ground with the halberd.
He looked at ten large and small sword marks of different shades on his body, and his original rigid face became even more angry.
He reached out his hand to wipe away a strand of blood from his mouth, and then forcibly stabilized his trembling right hand.
As for the halberd versus the long sword, in terms of weight, he undoubtedly had the upper hand.
He is also confident that when the spirit rings are equal and his spirit power is superior, in terms of strength, he should have the upper hand.
Unfortunately, he was wrong.
The beast-like man in front of him was actually superior to him in terms of pure strength in the previous round of competition.
On the long sword that doesn't seem to be too heavy, there is a steady stream of huge force passing over it.
It's a stubble!
He originally had a heart lake like stagnant water, not only because of the man in front of him, there was a turbulent wave that symbolized anger, but also there was a long-lost undercurrent called fighting spirit.
want to win!want to win!
Yu Hang's halberd slid across the ground, and it was the first time that there was such a vivid image in his eyes that had never been turbulent.
For the first time since birth, he had such a strong stream of conviction.
He wants to win!He wants to defeat the man in front of him!He wants to personally make him pay the price for such a rebellious and rule-breaking behavior!
So, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, six soul rings with the best ages appeared on his body.
If we say that the contest just now was the most primitive confrontation of swords and swords, life and death.
Well, start now.They are about to enter the battle that truly belongs to soul masters.
Soul masters, the reason why they are soul masters is because they have soul power, soul rings, and existence called soul skills.
A soul master who doesn't use soul skills to fight, what kind of soul master is he!
"That's right!" Ye Yao laughed again.
"That's it! Make me happy!"
The same six soul rings also moved up and down on his body.
"Crazy dog." The Seventh Elder looked at the smile on Ye Yao's face and couldn't help admiring.
However, although the words are not good, there is no disgust or disgust in his words, but full of appreciation.
"Where did this young man come from?" Contra was a little shocked.
"To be able to fight this kid like Yu Hang to such an extent."
He is Yu Hang's immediate boss, so he is very clear about the talent and strength of this subordinate.
Although there are flaws in character, his talent as a soul master is beyond doubt.
He is very clear that Yu Hang's strength is absolutely unique among all the existing soul emperors in the Wuhun Temple.
Even a veteran soul emperor whose soul power has stagnated at level 69 for three years can't get any favors from Yu Hang.
And this unknown kid in front of him actually gained the upper hand in the first round of the contest?
"Did they come from Xingluo City?" The Seventh Elder looked at the group of people behind Ye Yao, and seemed to recognize their origin.
"Then this kid is the one named Mordred?" The Seventh Elder was stunned.
"I used to say that the old guy was exaggerating, but now it seems... what he said is true?"
"With a talent better than him, he can't fight. I can't fight better than him...I really can't find anyone in the same level? Even if there is, it is probably not as good as his talent."
"Tsk tsk tsk, yes, yes..." The Seventh Elder's eyes suddenly became eager when he looked at Ye Yao.
When he looked at Ye Yao, he no longer looked up like before, as if he was looking at a brilliant junior, but as if he was looking at an uncarved jade.
"Hehehe, Contra can't teach, but that doesn't mean Title Douluo can't teach..."
(End of this chapter)
