Douluo: Die first to respect

Chapter 43

In the empty martial arts arena, figures one golden and one purple and black were constantly colliding.

Except for the first day when they were sparring in the training room on the second floor of Si Ren's house, the two of them later cleared a martial arts field.

The space in the martial arts arena is wider, and Qian Renxue can fly higher and further. However, the current Qian Renxue does not have enough soul power to support her to dominate the sky. Si Ren can use a few chains to kill her. Restraint to death.

If he distanced himself, Si Ren would start to "busy his own business", thinking about how to use the chain alone, while ignoring Qian Renxue.

After suffering many losses, Qian Renxue finally gave up her air superiority and chose to sprint on the ground, using only the six wings to assist steering and speed changes.

After transforming into a ground battle, Si Ren also switched to using the Death Spider Emperor Spirit to confront Qian Renxue head-on.

The Seraphim Martial Spirit is worthy of being the inherited Martial Spirit of the Angel God. Even though the Death Spider Emperor is already a top overlord-level martial spirit, it is still subject to its double restraint——

The first is source suppression. Seraphim's origin is more powerful, and their innate soul power has even reached level [-]. They have the ability to reduce dimensionality in the face of any martial spirit.

The second is attribute suppression. Seraphim is extremely capable of restraining "evil" spirits. It can restrain all negative spirits such as dark attributes and poison attributes.

Si Ren's panel was much higher than Qian Renxue's, so naturally a drop of water couldn't extinguish the fire. Si Ren only needed to show the two purple soul rings, and Qian Renxue would be under great pressure.

Qian Renxue's sacred power did not cause much trouble to Si Ren. It only consumed more soul power. Compared with those soul beasts and sword douluo, it was undoubtedly much gentler.

On the contrary, Si Ren's death toxin weakened Qian Renxue more intuitively than the chain suppression.

Facts have proved that even in a plane like Douluo Continent, constantly fighting against alien energy is a very good way to exercise.

Si Ren could clearly feel that the degree of condensation of his soul power was getting higher and higher, as if it had condensed from loose gravel into thick earth and stone. Qian Renxue's effort to purify the same soul power was also increasing.

After another hearty torture session, Si Ren took the initiative to walk to Qian Renxue, who was slumped in Ye Lingling's white light, squatted down, and said, "You seem to want to beat me?"

Qian Renxue propped up her body to keep her gaze level with Si Ren, and affirmed: "Of course!"

"In the past two months, I can feel that you are making progress every day, and you always cause me trouble the next morning. I guess your grandpa has been giving you guidance."

Qian Renxue did not deny it, this was a fact.

"However, you have become a bit obsessed recently - you have not become stronger, you have only become more able to target me."

"I am confident that there is no one among my peers who can compete with me. But Qian Renxue, you want to train with me to become stronger and to find the soul skills that suit you, not to beat me down."

Qian Renxue's mood was a little strange. Although Si Ren occasionally gave advice, he mostly made fun of her. How could he ever be so serious in his words?

"I think this may be because you are not confident enough." Si Ren continued.

"Not confident enough? Besides you, who else is my opponent?" Qian Renxue regained some strength, stood up and said: "Come again!"

"Except me? Why should you except me? Don't you have the belief to win every time you fight?" Si Ren continued to speak earnestly.

Qian Renxue scratched her head irritably, and said rather self-defeatingly: "Anyone who loses for a month in a row will have their confidence shaken!"

"I was killed by Sword Douluo for more than a year." Si Ren pointed at his second spirit ring expressionlessly: "In the end, I defeated him once - it was beyond his understanding of my strength, and I won This soul ring." Qian Renxue was speechless. She only knew that Si Ren had lived in Qibao Glazed Sect for more than a year, but Qian Renxue didn't know exactly what Si Ren was doing.

"Recently, Yang Wushuang, the younger brother of the Po clan leader Yang Wudi of the Haotian Sect, surrendered to our Spirit Hall."

Si Ren finally revealed his true intentions. The previous words were just made up to coax children, and their purpose was equivalent to "attracting readers' interest."

"The Po Clan? I remember that they took the ultimate 'Po' route, the Soul-Breaking Gun, and the Soul-Breaking Soul Skill Po Po Po. Do you want me to go to Yang Wushuang to learn momentum?"

Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly became brighter, and Bulingbuling's big eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that Si Ren was deceiving her.

"Yang Wushuang is just a surrenderer. What kind of momentum do you expect from him?" Si Ren waved his hand and denied Qian Renxue's speculation.

"Then why did you suddenly mention him?" Qian Renxue was a little confused again.

"I want to ask you, do you dare to come and live with the Po Zhi Clan with me?" Si Ren said with a smile, like an old fox trying to trick a child.

"Why don't you dare? That Po Zhi clan can be more dangerous than the Qibao Glazed Sect!" Qian Renxue got excited and went up.

Of course, Qian Renxue could realize that Si Ren was provoking the general, but she was also very interested in Si Ren's goals.

"It's impossible to say..." Si Ren smacked his lips: "The Qibao Glazed Sect has a great cause, and Ning Fengzhi is also an old fox. If I move in, he will not suffer any actual losses. He can also invest in advance and compete with me in the Wuhun Palace. Good relationship."

"The Po clan is different. They are so poor that they can't even eat. Their lives are worthless. Many of their clan members were killed by the Wuhun Palace. Facing the Wuhun Palace, it can be said that it's like 'exchanging one is not a loss, but two bloods are exchanged.'" It's really easy to die if you make money and go to destroy a clan."

"You don't need to provoke me. This is my own decision. Even if I die in the Po clan, it has nothing to do with you!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Si Ren glared at Qian Renxue angrily: "It would be fine if you died alone, but if it had anything to do with me, wouldn't your grandfather go crazy and chop me?"

Qian Renxue curled her lips and said to the point: "It was you who wanted to trick me into breaking the clan!"

"Is it so obvious?" Si Ren touched his chin.

"Nonsense!" Qian Renxue exposed Si Ren's lies without politeness. She put her hands on her waist and counted Si Ren's flaws in detail:

"Usually, even if you give me advice, you would act like an elder and say, 'Xiaoxue, you can't do this,' and take advantage of me. When have you ever been so polite?"

Si Ren let out a dissatisfied "tsk".

Qian Renxue's little face almost went up to the sky. She felt that Si Ren was like a clown, and she could see through whatever he wanted to do. She immediately stood up on tiptoes, patted Si Ren on the shoulder in a pretentious manner and said, "Xiao Si Ren" Ah, you don’t have to worry about this, I will take care of it.”

After saying that, Qian Renxue didn't give Si Ren a chance to "quibble" and ran away in a flash.

Ye Lingling, who had been acting as the backdrop, watched Qian Renxue go away, and suddenly asked: "So Qian Renxue still wants to go with you to break the clan? Then isn't your goal achieved? What is she happy about?"

Si Ren shrugged and grinned: "How do I know?"

(End of this chapter)