Douluo: Die first to respect

Chapter 23: Slightly Better, Accept Acceptance
With Bone Douluo's cheerful laughter and Ning Fengzhi's restrained smile as the background, Si Ren walked leisurely onto the stage and stood opposite Sword Douluo.

Unlike facing Chenli, Si Ren and Sword Douluo stood very close, only two meters apart. At this distance, Si Ren could easily face forward and launch an attack.

Of course, even if Si Ren doesn't get so close, Sword Douluo won't keep consuming him from a distance. Instead, he will fight Si Ren at close range, giving this kid a glimmer of hope of touching him, but he still can't catch him. Live in the flaw.

When the two of them stood still, Bone Douluo stopped laughing, bared his big teeth and floated onto the field. He cleared his throat and said, "The Holy Son doesn't need to give up a hand. He can go all out, as long as he hits that cowardly man. Once, you win.”

Si Ren's face was expressionless, and Sword Douluo had no objection to this.

Bone Douluo turned to Sword Douluo again and said: "Coward, you can only bully children. I will keep an eye on you. Once you use your soul power, you will lose."

Sword Douluo's eyelids trembled again, and he almost wanted to fight Bone Douluo first.

But Bone Douluo didn't give him a chance at all, and immediately shouted: "Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Douluo's long-closed eyes suddenly opened, and a real sword light burst out from his pupils, as if it was about to split the entire round platform into two.

"Hey, hey, if you attack the referee, I will ask Feng Zhi to help the Holy Son!" Bone Douluo was caught off guard and almost lost his balance, making a fool of himself on the spot.

"Hmph!" Sword Douluo snorted coldly, then shifted his gaze and looked at Si Ren.

Si Ren immediately enjoyed the same situation as Bone Douluo, which made Gu You in the audience turn pale.

Although Gu You is a spiritual Soul Douluo, and his mental power is no weaker than that of ordinary titled Douluo, Sword Douluo's use of mental power is stronger than Gu You's.

Gu You only felt a long sword hanging above his head, its sharp cold light seemed to break open his head, and the connection with Si Ren's mental power was unstable for a while.

Si Ren's expression remained unchanged, and the purple-black armor covered his body again, but the pressure did not ease at all.

Even the top martial spirit, the Death Spider Emperor, cannot cross the chasm.

"Pfft..."

There was a sound of juice exploding, Si Ren licked his lips, and the spikes transformed from his right hand penetrated the left shoulder armor, separating his left arm from his shoulder.

The skin, flesh, bones, and fascia were all torn apart, and the spikes on his left arm hung weakly on the ground. Si Ren's aura increased instead of falling, as if the trauma to his body in turn inspired his own ferocity.

Sword Douluo sighed slightly. Even though he had seen the battle between Si Ren and Chen Li and knew that Si Ren could ignore the impact of his injuries, he was still moved by it.

If previously Sword Douluo thought that the immortal body would be immune to injuries and make soul masters dull, now Sword Douluo thinks that Si Ren is just special——

Si Ren's first soul ring did not light up, and he completely lost his arm without using his immortal body.

Sword Douluo also felt a little admiration for such courage.

Sword Douluo silently put his left hand behind his back, curled the thumb, ring finger, and little finger of his right hand, and pointed the index finger and middle finger together as a sword. Without saying a word, he directly gave up his hand with actions.

Si Ren still had the same indomitable attitude. After using his soul power to stop the blood on his left shoulder, he rushed towards Sword Douluo. The remaining spikes matched with the six illusory spider legs behind him, and he struck one after another. Although he used a combo of moves, he couldn't even touch the corner of Sword Douluo's clothes.

On the other hand, Sword Douluo, dressed in white, looked like an alien from this world. Even if he didn't use his soul power, his sword intent could still break through his body, piercing through his body at a speed that Si Ren couldn't react to. In less than a minute, Sword Douluo struck out more than a dozen times, and Si Ren was hit solidly a dozen times. The purple-black armor was like paper, opening up wounds one after another.

Although Sword Douluo held back his hand and did not penetrate Si Ren's body with his sword intention, allowing Si Ren to use his soul power to stop the bleeding, how fierce was Sword Douluo's gaze?Each blow penetrated important organs and core power-producing muscles. If it were an ordinary person, he would have lost the ability to move.

Even though Si Ren had extensive experience in injuries, he couldn't bear it and fell to the ground as soon as he twisted his waist. When he tried to get up, his legs still had no strength, and he had to be careful to spurt blood even when he took a breath. He couldn't even lift his remaining right hand.

Finally, the first soul ring lit up, and Si Ren's injuries were instantly reversed. The wounds quickly closed and gradually healed. Even the left arm that was thrown aside was drawn by the soul power and moved closer to Si Ren.

Sword Douluo stood on the spot with great martial ethics and did not continue to attack, but waited for Si Ren to recover.

At this moment, Sword Douluo was already like Si Ren's teacher, personally teaching Si Ren how to fight.

Seeing Si Ren stubbornly pierce the returning left arm with the spike of his right hand, Sword Douluo couldn't help but sigh, how could such a genius be the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?

How great would it be if he were his son... grandson?

However, the next moment, Sword Douluo's pupils suddenly shrank, and then his body suddenly retreated - Si Ren inserted the spikes of his right hand into the spikes of his left hand, pounced forward, slid his right arm forward simultaneously, and used the tip of his left hand to The thorns increase the attack range by dozens of centimeters.

After narrowly avoiding it, Sword Douluo became angry again. He was so optimistic just now, but now he is so angry.

However, before Sword Douluo could speak, Si Ren laughed loudly: "Sword Douluo, you lose!"

Upon hearing this, Bone Douluo immediately widened his eyes and carefully searched Sword Douluo's clothes to see if they were torn.

Although Si Ren was a bit mean-spirited, this did not prevent Bone Douluo from mocking Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo was surprised and immediately checked himself, but found no problem.

Si Ren slowly put his left arm in place, walked up to him leisurely, stretched out his finger casually, and the poisonous blood dropped, corroding a small hole on the spot: "This is it!"

"..." Sword Douluo seemed to turn into a stone sculpture and said nothing.

Bone Douluo couldn't help but close his eyes, not wanting to see such a shameless scene.

"You have lived for so long, and you don't even understand the principle of war and deceit, but it doesn't matter, I will slowly teach you in the future..."

Si Ren was completely shameless and proudly delivered his victory speech, and Sword Douluo became more and more angry.

Finally, the string called reason broke. Sword Douluo said nothing and a long sword appeared in his palm, splitting the chattering Si Ren in half.

Feel comfortable!Sword Douluo's tense muscles all over his body relaxed a lot, and he felt pleasure reaching his full body, just like he was sweating profusely and chewing on iced watermelon in the dog days of summer, or like he suddenly got better after three days of constipation, and his whole body felt from the inside out. It's so exciting that I can't describe it in words.

"Hahahaha!" Si Ren looked up to the sky and smiled as soon as he put his body together: "Sword Douluo, you fell into my trap! You used your soul power this time!"

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)