Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Chapter 127 They are nightmares

After hearing the referee announce the result, cheers came from the audience in the stands.

Zhang Liu's final counterattack really shocked many people.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Dark red blood dropped down his fingertips, and Zhang Liu felt a sharp pain in his right arm.

His hand is his martial soul, so it should be the most difficult part of his body to damage. However, after using the fourth soul skill and accumulating power, his right hand was seriously injured.

According to what Huo Yuhao said, if he wanted to avoid any sequelae, he would not be able to use his soul power in his right hand for a week.

In fact, if it were a real charge, Zhang Liu would not have been injured to this extent. Unfortunately, the academy's information was incomplete, and Huo Yuhao himself used the modified version of charge.

But correspondingly, the power of his shot will not be so strong.

Jin Sheng next to the referee was pale and in shock.

When the referee reminded that the next game was about to start, he noticed that the game was over. Looking at Zhang Liu on the opposite side, he noticed the right hand stained red with blood.

Secretly admiring him, he gave Zhang Liu a thumbs up, "My marksmanship is good. I didn't lose unfairly."

"Ah, is that so? It seems that choosing to practice gun training a month ago was the right decision."

"A month?"

"Yeah, I used to do it with bare hands."

"..."

"Ahem, the next game is about to start. Player Jin Sheng can leave the field." At the referee's reminder, Jin Sheng, who was doubting his life, walked off the stage.

What the hell? The guy opposite has been practicing shooting for a month?

"Zhang Liu is a good marksman."

The eyes of several Zhengtian Academy regular members with Soul Sect cultivation moved back and forth between Zhang Liu and themselves, and then they came to the conclusion that in a one-on-one situation, they might not be sure of defeating Zhang Liu.

Especially the last shot, if you can't dodge it, you will definitely die.

"One month of training is still useful. I heard that Chu Zhongtian was annoyed by Zhang Liu." Huo Yuhao said.

Zhang Liu's own martial soul is his hands, which is a natural bonus for him to learn to use weapons. Moreover, he seems to be really talented in using spears. Before leaving the academy, even if he suppressed his cultivation, Chu Zhongtian could not defeat Zhang Liu for sure.

If he faced the Preparatory Death Messenger again, even if it was the Preparatory Death Messenger a year later, Zhang Liu could win, as long as he was not hit by the corpse explosion.

Huo Yuhao also restrained this evil soul master at the beginning. If another type of fellow cultivator came as an evil soul master, it would be a bit troublesome for him, who had only one level of cultivation at that time, to deal with it.

When the next Tianhai Academy player came on the field, Zhang Liu decisively raised his uninjured left hand: "I admit defeat."

He is not yet confident enough to defeat a Soul Sect in its prime with one hand.

"Oh, it's over," Meng Hongchen pulled at the brother next to him, "The last shot was quite powerful."

Xiao Hongchen stroked his chin with his left hand, "The power is good, but there is only one blow. Both you and I have the ability to block it. Unless he can use this move multiple times, there is not much threat. Besides, his cultivation level is too low. No, only the Soul Sect. Wait a moment..."

Xiao Hongchen suddenly narrowed his eyes.

There was an uproar in the stands.

Because after Zhang Liu left the field, Zhengtian College sent a younger reserve player, and his pair of sunglasses was extremely conspicuous.

Sometimes Huo Yuhao himself wondered whether he should directly use the embodiment of his spiritual consciousness to cover up. Later, he still found it convenient to just wear sunglasses, although this was indeed eye-catching.

"Are you my opponent?" Pan Wei asked in surprise.

"Senior, please give me some advice." Huo Yuhao said politely, like a sunny and cheerful young man.

This made Pan Wei even more confused. There were three soul kings among the official members of Zhengtian Academy, and the rest were all soul sects. It's okay to send reserve members to the previous team member. After all, that player's strength will not be weaker than that of the regular team members.

But what does it mean to dispatch the young man wearing sunglasses in front of me?
The audience, opponents and other participating teams did not understand the operations of Zhengtian Academy.

Several people from Shrek Academy even had the idea that Zhengtian Academy was also attacked, but they were rejected by Zhengtian Academy's previous competition.

The referee backed away after reading the rules.

"Tianhai College, Pan Wei."

"Zhengtian College, Huo Yuhao."

"Game start!"

The moment the referee's voice fell, Pan Wei's hair suddenly stood on end and her heartbeat accelerated.

The young man opposite had a gentle aura before, but now he felt like a bloody butcher knife.

Just standing there, Pan Wei felt like she was being targeted by a predator.

After all, he was an official member of the team. Pan Wei did not sit still and took action immediately.

Blue-black light surged, and scale-like light patterns appeared on the body surface. With one step, the whole person rushed towards Huo Yuhao in a weird and twisted posture. It felt like a person standing on a boat seeing a sea snake swimming in the sea.

A ray of light came from the direction of Huo Yuhao, which was a soul-guiding ray.

Pan Wei's body twisted like a snake, avoiding the ray without changing its route, and passed by the soul-guiding ray. The bright blue light illuminated her slender body in an instant.

It would be too naive to think of defeating her with soul guidance rays alone.

Zheng~
The moment the blue light disappeared from Pan Wei's sight, the blade came out of its sheath, and the blade glowed like water. The bright sword light, accompanied by the sound of piercing the sky, occupied Pan Wei's field of vision. Before she knew when Huo Yuhao came to her, she was already whipped away with a straight knife.

The referee was far away, so Huo Yuhao only used the back of his knife. Although the mortality rate is much lower than that of the underground arena, there are still contestants who die in every competition.

Even if there is a titled Douluo there, there is nothing he can do. For example, when something is wrong, a contestant has already put a knife on the opponent's neck. This is difficult to stop. Just one stroke can end the opponent's life.

The soul guidance thruster and the variable speed thruster lit up with blue light. Huo Yuhao turned into a long blue line and swung out the straight sword instantly.

"competition is over."

Pan Wei was as stiff as a statue, holding her breath. A cold touch came from her neck, and the sharp feeling made her feel like she would die in an instant.

A straight knife with a cold metallic luster was pressed against her white neck, and beads of sweat rolled down her white forehead. Even though her waist was still hurting, she didn't dare to move.

"This boy!" Star Luo Emperor Xu Jiawei, who was sitting on the high platform, stood up directly. "Clean and neat, he defeated a Soul Sect in an instant."

"Your Majesty, he seems to be equipped with a soul guide for acceleration." The Queen said.

Xu Jiawei shook his head and explained to her: "Yes, this young man named Huo Yuhao did use the soul guide. But his control of the soul guide was very exquisite. He accelerated instantly and broke through the Tianhai Academy contestant. Stop the attack immediately after using the body protection soul skill, this kind of control is the most rare thing."

"I want information about this young man." The curious emperor ordered to the left and right.

"Zhengtian Academy, Huo Yuhao wins!"

"I'm sorry, senior sister." Huo Yuhao retracted his straight knife, his voice still gentle.

The feeling that made Pan Wei's back disappear.

She looked complicated and said with difficulty: "I lost. How old are you?"

"Twelve, probably." Huo Yuhao's face was not red and his heart was not beating. His biological age is indeed twelve years old. As for his mental age...the competition does not limit this.

"..."

When she came off the stage, Pan Wei complained: "You guys, did Zhengtian College swap the reserve team members with the regular team members?"

In the next game, Huo Yuhao won another one. Although his next opponent was prepared for it, he still won it cleanly.

He did not show the destructive power and lethality of Soul Emperor-level contestants, but the decisiveness and subtlety of his attacks were astonishing. He created flaws, seized them, gained advantages, expanded his advantages, and subdued his opponents.

Although he is not very old, he gives everyone the impression that he is a battle-hardened warrior.

Tianhai Academy is waiting for the war zone.

"I'll be next. No one can deal with him but me."

"Captain, if you go on the field now, what will happen next? Their official players haven't even gone on the field yet."

"We have actually lost. You can't expect me to fight three soul kings one by one, right?"

After saying that, the captain of Tianhai Academy, who looked like he might die suddenly at any moment, stood up and walked towards the competition ring.

"Is the captain playing directly?"

"After all, Zhengtian Academy hasn't even started playing as a regular member yet, so it doesn't make sense to be beaten by a reserve member."

The audience was talking a lot, looking forward to the match between Huo Yuhao and the captain of Zhengtian College.

When the captain of Tianhai Academy walked up to Huo Yuhao, Huo Yuhao smelled a fishy smell in the air, which made him frown slightly.

The captain's style is too disconnected from his teammates, like a subordinate who has been squeezed to exhaustion by an unscrupulous boss.

"Tianhai Academy, Zheng Yu."

"Zhengtian College, Huo Yuhao."

The two exchanged names.

Before the competition started, Huo Yuhao asked: "I heard that the senior's martial spirit is a fishman?"

"You should have investigated it, right? My martial spirit is indeed a fish-man."

"Senior, have you ever seen a real fish-man?"

Zheng Yu's breath suddenly suffocated, "Junior, don't be too curious about fish-men. They are the nightmare of seaside residents."

"I just saw it in a book and was curious." Huo Yuhao replied.

There is something wrong with this Zheng Yu.

"I am fighting against you with my soul king cultivation. Don't blame me for being a big bully and a mean person. After all, we also need to save face, although it is already very shameful for the captain to play in person." Zheng Yu said softly.

Huo Yuhao said it didn't matter.

When the game started, Zheng Yu roared. The body began to change. The unhealthy and pale skin became paler, the figure grew taller, strange coral-like bulges appeared on the back, and mucus secreted from the body surface.

"It's so similar." A certain memory hit Huo Yuhao like a nightmare.

He did not watch the previous games of Tianhai Academy. This was the first time he saw a fish-man in this world. To be precise, he was a soul master who had used the fish-man martial spirit.

If the anchor is taken, the combat power is amplified a little bit more, and the transformation is a little more complete, then it can completely overlap with the figure in Huo Yuhao's memory.

While he was remembering, Zheng Yu had already pounced on him. The salty smell comes from the surface.

(End of this chapter)