Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Chapter 120 The Evil Soul Master and Soul Mentor of the Sun and Moon Empire
Dai Huabin clenched his fists.

His mind was filled with scenes of him being scared to death by the bloody sword during the day.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be back in the cave of the messenger of death. The corpse exploded, and his face was covered with plasma. The smell of blood was pungent to his nose.

He couldn't help but shudder, shrouded in the shadow of death.

This is his second time coming to this underground arena.

The first time was during the vacation after the first grade. Here, he killed someone for the first time and sealed his throat with one claw.

When he saw his opponent falling to the ground and desperately covering his neck, he didn't actually feel anything. Unlike these people who signed contracts for money, he came to this place just for experience, or experience.

After all, if you want to become a strong person, you have to go through things like killing, right? What's more, he still wants to become an iron-blooded marshal of the empire like his father Dai Hao in the future.

The competitor's blood gurgled out from between his fingers. When the masked competitor finally fell helplessly in front of him, it was as if he was watching the soul beast that produced the soul ring die in front of him when he obtained the soul ring.

"They are nothing more than consumables, nothing more than mediocre and dirty people."

Dai Huabin said to himself.

He was born with full soul power and was already a soul master when he entered Shrek. At the beginning of the second grade, during the assessment of fighting spirit beasts, when other students were still trembling because they heard the roar of the spirit beasts, he directly chose the most difficult assessment and killed it with his own hands under the watchful eyes of teachers and students of the whole grade. A soul beast with a thousand years of cultivation.

The awe and fear looks from the students made him feel satisfied in his heart. A genius should receive such looks.

He has always been arrogant, but he doesn't think it's inappropriate because he has the qualifications.

Those civilian students couldn't catch up with him even if they entered Shrek.

"How dare you offend Gao Gui"

When there were only a few students in Soul Master's cultivation, his cultivation level had already reached level thirty-seven. One month after training for the competition, his cultivation level reached level 38.

According to this momentum, it is very likely that he will be close to Soul Saint by the age of twenty. In the future, he will at least be a super Douluo.

but……

Under the dim light, Dai Huabin gritted his teeth behind the mask.

"How dare you offend the noble messenger of Death and disturb the arrival of Lord Death. You will all die and pay the price!"

A sharp voice echoed in his head.

Fear and anger emerged at the same time, which gave him the urge to destroy and kill, which allowed him to wash away the shame in his heart.

It's just a mouse. If it weren't for the special border environment, it would have been crushed to pieces by the army. Where could there be so much trouble behind?

The garbage hidden in the gutter was usually only qualified to nod and bend in front of him like a dog, but he almost died in his hands. This was the first time he had been so close to death.

boom!
The steel bench frame was bent by his punch, and the long wooden board on the chair surface was shattered directly, with fragments flying everywhere.

Some of the competitors who were a little closer were startled. However, most of the people who dare to come to the underground arena are guys who dare to fight for money. Although they are frightened by the civet, it is a civet. Compared with the civet, Dai Huabin's ferocious aura is much weaker, not to mention his strength.

Some of the competitors who didn't dare to approach him before were nervous, but Dai Huabin's crazy attack made them angry.

"You bastard, what are you doing!"

"If you want to die, go up and fight the civet now!"

Dai Huabin suddenly turned his head, his soul power suddenly exploded, two yellow, one purple and three rounds of soul rings rose into the sky.

Although the evil-eyed white tiger spirit has not been summoned, it still gives Dai Huabin a sense of oppression like a jungle beast.

"Try saying it again, bastards?"

The cold voice reached everyone's ears through the mask, and his eyes immediately silenced several people who expressed dissatisfaction.

"The best soul ring ratio!"

Someone exclaimed.

At the time when the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition was being held, contestants with the best soul ring ratios appeared one after another.

But you must know that being able to participate in the competition as a college representative means that this player is already one of the top people in the college.

But even so, only some contestants can have the best soul ring ratio. Obtaining the best soul ring ratio is not just as simple as killing soul beasts that are suitable for you and have reached the required age. You also need to have good physical fitness, otherwise you will not be able to absorb the corresponding soul rings at all.

Today's competition was at the Soul Master level. In the waiting room, apart from Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao, there were only one or two competitors who had soul rings of more than a thousand years.

When it comes to ten thousand year soul rings, it is even more terrifying. If a fifty-level quasi-soul king wants to absorb a ten thousand year soul ring, he must not only meet the physical fitness standards, but also his mental cultivation must not be weak, because when absorbing a ten thousand year soul ring, it will Produce soul shock. Once absorption fails, the least severe result is a mental illness. Several people retreated one after another, their faces under the masks full of fear and regret.

Why didn't you shut up for a while?
The reason why Civet Cat has been able to win twelve consecutive victories is not only because of its rich fighting experience and mature fighting skills, but also because of its thousand-year soul ring. Thousand-year soul skills are too powerful for the competitors here.

But now, before even playing, they had angered a soul master with a thousand-year soul ring.

And the voice was still very young, which made them think a lot.

Dai Huabin looked behind him on both sides, but did not see the soul master guards. Otherwise, according to his habit, if he just said "beat me", the guards would rush up and kick him.

After all, he is the second son of the White Tiger Duke, and now his cultivation level is even closer to that of the Soul Sect. Even if he is a Soul Master who can mobilize the Soul Emperor's cultivation level, it will not be a problem at all.

But this was an underground arena after all, so he just snorted coldly, making the soul master opposite him tremble.

Dai Huabin laughed disdainfully, this is right, this is how it should be. His pride brooks no challenge.

"What is he looking at? Is there anything on the left and right?" Tianmeng asked.

Huo Yuhao thought for a while and answered Tianmeng: "Probably he is looking for guards. In my memory of him, he always has several guards around him. When provoked, he naturally wants the guards to beat him up."

Huo Yuhao is very familiar with this. After all, he had been targeted like this, and the reason was that he accidentally fell in front of Dai Huabin and blocked Dai Huabin's way.

The death of his mother Huo Yun'er is directly related to this.

A private room in the arena.

The interior decoration is antique and the seats are made of exquisite materials, all of which are famous woods. The heat is rising and the fragrance of tea overflows.

Two old men were drinking tea. One has a bald head, a scar on his face, and a fierce aura. The other one was wearing a black robe, his face was wrinkled, his fingers were dry, but his eyes were very sinister.

From here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire arena, with competitors roaring for victory, spectators shouting wildly, and girls passing by with wine trays...

"You're doing well in the underground world. This furniture, this tea..." The old man in black robe smiled, but this smile was quite scary. His bark-like face was huddled together, and his laughter was also sinister.

"You came to Star Luo City this time just to have tea with me, right? We haven't seen each other for seven years." The bald old man said.

His name is Jiang Ya, the Eight-Hand Soul Douluo. He is the master of this underground arena. He also occupies a place in the black industry of the Star Luo Empire, and he also holds the dirty secrets of some nobles.

The old man in black robe opposite him was named Heixue. He was an evil soul master with an eighth-level cultivation level and a seventh-level soul master from the Sun and Moon Empire.

The two sides had quite a friendship many years ago.

"I have been in seclusion for these years, and I came out only after I broke through Contra. I heard that the Starlight Auction House auctioned a soul-eating murderous knife?" Heixue said.

Jiang Ya put down the tea cup in his hand and thought for a moment, "It was auctioned. I participated in an auction at the Starlight Auction House. The Soul-Eating Ferocious Knife was auctioned at that auction, but it failed to sell."

Heixue asked with concern, his eyes gleaming, "When did it happen?"

"It happened last year, and I don't go to auctions often." Jiang Ya said.

Heixue said, "Is that so? Can I ask you a favor?"

"Help you check which auction will sell the murderous knife? Why do you want this thing? This knife is not clean. No one has ever lived for more than ten years after getting and using it." Jiang Ya recalled the auctioneer what was said.

After all, he is not a soul engineer, and he doesn't know much about the soul guidance tool carving knife. But the Soul-Eating Ferocious Sword left a deep impression on him.

After all, this sword was cursed by a super powerful man who was also a ninth-level soul master and a ninth-level evil soul master.

The combination of a nine-ring evil soul master and a ninth-level soul mentor, even if this strong man is only a low-level titled Douluo, his combat effectiveness is definitely at the level of a super Douluo. Three thousand years ago, he caused a bloody storm and even killed Super Douluo.

By the way, this evil soul master, like Black Blood, was also from the Sun and Moon Empire, and the super Douluo he killed belonged to the Douluo Three Kingdoms.

At that time, he not only messed up the Sun and Moon Empire, but also made the already bad relationship between the Douluo Three Kingdoms and the Sun and Moon even more tense, and even risked war.

In the end, it was a strong Douluo who was close to the Ultimate Douluo who took action to kill the evil soul master with great difficulty.

This evil soul master created the soul-eating murderous sword in the last few years of his life. After his death, the murderous sword fell into the hands of others.

None of the people who owned and used this carving knife lived more than ten years. The Soul-Eating Ferocious Knife has a fierce reputation.

Heixue laughed softly and said: "You know, I have no hope of reaching the Titled Douluo. Contra is my limit. Even the mid-level Contra is difficult to reach. But I can still do it in terms of soul guides. I am making progress, and this carving knife is a top-notch carving knife."

He has his own ambitions. Although there is no hope for a titled Douluo, once he becomes an eighth-level soul master, even if he cannot reach the realm of a high-level soul master, with the combination of an eight-ring evil soul master and an eighth-level soul master, he can still compete with a titled douluo. Luo.

(End of this chapter)