Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan

As soon as he entered this small town, Tang San felt something strange around him.

Tang San looked around and assessed the surrounding environment, thinking: "Is this town the killing city that dad said? Why is it different from what you imagined?"

Tang Hao walked in front of Tang San leisurely. He seemed to be familiar with everything in this town, and he quickly found the tavern in the town that led to the Killing City.

The air in the tavern was very turbid, and Tang San noticed that almost all the decorations here were dark red. Although it was daytime outside, the inside of the tavern gave people a cold and dark feeling.

At this time, there were not many degenerates in the tavern, so it seemed very quiet. But through the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San could clearly see traces of freshly wiped blood on the ground. It was obvious that someone had died here not long ago.

The appearance of Tang San and Tang Hao immediately attracted the attention of this group of fallen people, but they only glanced at them and continued to secretly plot something.

Tang Hao found a seat in the corner and sat down with Tang San. A waiter dressed in black and with a cold expression came over.

"You two, what would you like to order?"

Tang Hao said coldly: "Two glasses of Bloody Mary."

Hearing this, the waiter's expression changed slightly, "Are you sure you want a Bloody Mary?"

"I don't want to say it a second time!" Tang Hao's cold eyes shot out a cold light.

"You two, wait a minute." The waiter was so frightened by Tang Hao's cold eyes that he didn't dare to say anything, and turned to prepare the Bloody Mary.

Just as Tang San was about to ask Tang Hao what "Bloody Mary" was, he heard a conflict break out among the fallen at the table next to him.

"Become my nourishment, and you will be of some value." The Sixth Ringed Soul Emperor pinched the fallen soul master's neck, licked his lips greedily, and bit down on the fallen soul master's neck.

The body of the fallen soul master who was bitten on the neck shriveled up visibly. It was not until the blood in his body was completely sucked out that he was casually thrown aside by the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor.

The several fallen soul masters sitting next to him all had a bloody bat around their necks. Without exception, they all died as a result of being drained of blood from their bodies.

"It tastes good, but it's a bit fishy." The Sixth Ring Soul Emperor savored the taste of blood in his mouth and smiled sinisterly.

At this moment, the waiter walked up to Tang Hao and his son with a tray and two cups of Bloody Mary, and placed them on the table.

Seeing this, the Six-Huan Soul Emperor suddenly appeared next to the waiter, reaching out to snatch the Bloody Mary.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you come to trouble me. Get out!" Tang Hao's voice was like a bell, and his level 95 soul power exploded. The huge soul power pressure made the tavern tremble.

"Title Douluo!" The Sixth Ringed Soul Emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately wanted to use his soul power to escape, but the pressure of soul power coming from his back slowed down the speed of the soul power in his body. As a result, his knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

The Six-Huan Soul Emperor begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I have offended you because I am blind. Please let me go."

Tang Hao didn't say anything. He picked up the Bloody Mary placed on the table and drank it in one gulp. His movements were done in one go without any sloppiness.

Tang San frowned, picked up the wine glass containing Bloody Mary and looked at it. The turbid dark red liquid exuded a strong human smell, as pungent as blood.

"Dad, is this cup filled with Bloody Mary? Why does it smell weird?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Tang Hao glared at him and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and give him a drink."

Hearing this, Tang San took a deep breath, looked at the turbid liquid in the wine glass, closed his eyes suddenly, and drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp.

The moment he entered his mouth, Tang San felt a salty taste, with a bit of sourness. The strong smell of blood filled the air, and Tang San felt that his whole body was not well.

Tang San resisted the feeling of vomiting and asked anxiously: "Dad, what on earth is this? Why does it look like blood?"

Tang Hao looked at his son and said calmly: "This is blood, just a cup of human blood."

"What!" Tang San's face instantly turned pale, and a strong feeling of vomiting arose in his heart. The next moment, he couldn't help but turn his head to the side and vomited.

This feeling is completely different from the feeling when absorbing the vitality of soul masters and soul beasts. This is purely a double torture of taste and smell.

"Dad, why...why do we drink human blood?" Tang San asked in confusion after vomiting.

Tang Hao glanced at the Six-Soul Soul Emperor, who was covered in filth after being vomited by Tang San, and said calmly: "There is no reason. If you want to enter the Killing City, you must drink Bloody Mary, otherwise you will not even be qualified to enter. "

"Where did this chick come from? Go home. This is not the place you should be."

"You can't stand a Bloody Mary, but you still want to get in?"

"Go home and feed your mother some milk. That thing is much better than this Bloody Mary, don't you think?"

"Yes, hahahaha."

At this moment, about twenty people suddenly poured in outside the tavern. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be the aborigines of this town.

All kinds of dirty sounds filled the tavern. This group of people seemed to have found a point of catharsis in their depression, and they attacked Tang San without reservation.

However, Tang San was keenly aware that among this group of people, only five were soul masters, and they were only level 40 soul masters. With his current strength, he could easily kill them.

Tang Hao looked at the Six Soul Soul Emperor who was kneeling on the ground and could not speak, and asked: "Did you find these people?"

"No, I didn't find them. I don't know them!" the Six Soul Soul Emperor cried.

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at the twenty or so people who had poured into the tavern to insult Tang San, and said calmly: "Kill them."

The insults stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at Tang San with weird looks. Five of the spirit masters had already summoned their martial spirits, intending to teach these two ignorant guys a lesson.

Tang San also didn't expect that Tang Hao would arrange such a request for him, but without any hesitation, he opened the safety of the silent sleeve arrow hidden in his sleeve, aimed at the big man's heart, and shot out.

Poof——

The sound of his heart being pierced by a sleeve arrow sounded. The big man who had been insulting Tang San just now was lying on the ground. There was still a small blood hole on his chest.

"You little bastard, you are seeking death for anyone who dares to kill us!" The cold voice of a strong man at the head of the crowd sounded.

"Kill this little bastard, and we will be eligible to enter the killing city. Kill him!"

As the man fell, the soul masters among the ordinary people released their martial spirits one after another. The ordinary people without soul power took out their machetes and slashed at Tang San.

Tang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "You bloodthirsty demons, how dare you insult my mother, you already have a way to die."

Having said that, five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black, rose slowly from Tang San's feet. Among them, the fourth soul ring suddenly shone brightly. The next second, the entire tavern was covered with a layer of black and blue. The blue silver grass was riddled with holes.

Thick blue silver grass sprang out from the ground, and the terrifying devouring power emerged. The hard cone-shaped grass blades pierced one body after another.

The Six-Hand Soul Emperor kneeling on the ground was still thinking about how to escape. The thick blue silver grass had pierced his body. The moment he retracted it, the Six-Hand Soul Emperor had turned into a mummy. It was obvious that his life energy and soul power were It has been devoured cleanly.

After a while, except for Tang Hao and his son, there was no one alive in the tavern. Even the waiter at the bar was pierced by Tang San's dark blue silver grass, swallowing up the life energy.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San with satisfaction and said calmly: "Xiao San, you did a good job, but I still underestimated you. Remember, when entering the killing city, the only one you can rely on is yourself, and no one else can except you." I believe that in the killing city, there are no so-called friends and partners, only enemies."

"Kill everyone who can pose a threat to you and become the annual champion of the Hell Killing Fields. I will naturally come to pick you up."

Tang San nodded and strode to the bar of the tavern. A black light flashed in his hand, and a small hammer appeared in his hand.

Previously, when he released the Dark Blue Silver Grass, he had already felt a special energy coming from under the bar. Although he didn't know what it was, the tavern had been completely destroyed by him. The only possibility was that the tavern's Under the bar.

"The entrance to the Killing City is right here!" After Tang San finished speaking, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly grew in size and slammed into the ground with a violent hammer.

Amidst the loud rumbling, a huge hole appeared on the ground, and a cold wind blew up from under the cave. Without thinking, Tang San jumped down and jumped directly into the passage leading to the Killing City.

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Three days later, Wuhun Palace.

In the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat alone on the Pope's chair. Next to her were the First Elder Ghost Douluo and the Second Elder Ju Douluo.

Not far from her, a Soul Saint in black clothes saluted her respectfully. Under Bibi Dong's signal, the Soul Saint in black clothes slowly spoke, "His Majesty the Pope, the spies outside the Killing City are sending a message. When we came back, Haotian Douluo, who was wanted throughout the continent, appeared in the killing city, and he also brought a young man with him, who must be the evil soul master Tang San."

Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the Pope's chair, frowned slightly. After being silent for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Let all the spies on the periphery of the Killing City withdraw. There are still two years until the return of the Saint. During this period, , you just need to do what you should do, there is no need to stay there all the time."

The soul saint in black said respectfully: "Yes, His Majesty the Pope, I will inform you immediately."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and the black-clothed Soul Saint stopped talking nonsense. After saluting the two elders beside the Pope, he strode out of the Pope's Palace.

After the black-clothed Soul Saint left, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo looked at each other and whispered to Bibi Dong: "His Majesty, do we want to intercept and kill Tang Hao?"

"Intercept Tang Hao?" Hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and said coldly: "Two elders, if you want to intercept Tang Hao, you must kill him with one move, otherwise once he uses Explode the ring, and you two will either die or be disabled."

After saying this, Bibi Dong slowly stood up and said calmly: "Elder Ju, Elder Gui, I will give you two a task now. Two years later today, you will go to the outside of the Killing City to pick up... Saint, let’s see if there is a chance to kill Tang Hao’s son Tang San. Before that, I will leave Wuhun Palace for a while, and none of you are allowed to disturb me, do you understand?”

"I obey, His Majesty the Pope." Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo saluted slightly and said together.

Bibi Dong nodded, then explained some important things and left the Pope's Palace.

After Bibi Dong left, Ju Douluo sighed softly, "His Majesty the Pope is getting stronger and stronger, and I don't know if the two of us can help her in the future."

Ghost Douluo glanced at Ju Douluo and said coldly: "His Majesty the Pope's soul power level has reached the same level as the Great Enshrinement, and he is among the ninety-ninth level peerless Douluo."

"The two of us must seize the time to practice. I once heard His Majesty the Pope say that the soul hunting operation is about to begin."

"Operation Soul Hunting!" Ju Douluo exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.

Ghost Douluo said: "That's right, once the soul hunting operation is carried out, you and I will have to go to the Star Dou Forest again. Cooperate with the Pope to defeat the Titan Giant Ape, the King of the Forest, and the Azure Bull Python, the Emperor of the Forest. The ten-thousand-year soul ring, at that time, will be the time to reflect the value of the two of us."

"So, hurry up and practice, and strive to reach level ninety-six before the soul hunting operation begins."

After saying that, Ghost Douluo turned into a black shadow and left the Pope's Palace.

"Old ghost, wait for me!" Ju Douluo saw Ghost Douluo leaving and quickly followed him.

After a few people left, the Pope's Palace fell silent again.

At the same time, Shrek Academy.

"Flanders, you are still not a man. Since you like Liu Erlong, go and chase him. Why are you always guarding Yu Xiaogang? I really don't understand you." Zhao Wuji crossed his arms with a look of hatred on his face. He stared blankly at Flanders, who was slumped on the dean's chair.

"Wuji, you don't understand. The three of us have known each other for nearly thirty years. From the moment I knew Erlong liked Xiaogang, I had already lost, completely lost." Flanders looked at the only thing in his hand. Taking a photo alone with Liu Erlong one by one, he said decadently.

"Flanders! I'm your uncle! Are you so willing to give up Liu Erlong to Yu Xiaogang? Are you still a man?" Zhao Wuji grabbed Flanders by the collar and scolded him angrily.

Since he took the fairy grass given to him by Tang Yin, his martial spirit has evolved from a powerful diamond bear to a dark gold bear. Although it is not as good as the dark gold fearclaw bear, it is enough to crush any teacher in Shrek Academy. , even the two teachers working together could not break through his defense.

Although his strength had become stronger, seeing Flanders' depressed appearance every day made Zhao Wuji extremely angry. If other things were going well, he could still speak with his soul power.

As a result, this guy Flanders actually fell on the road of love. He tried his best to bring others together, and in the end he was here alone to grieve. This was simply unbearable for Zhao Wuji.

If Yu Xiaogang was a Soul Saint or Soul Emperor, Zhao Wuji wouldn't say anything. After all, in the soul master world, strength is the most respected thing.

But Yu Xiaogang is such a damn great soul master, Zhao Wuji really can't figure out why Flanders, a majestic soul master, doesn't dare to pursue his love, but instead frequently gives way to that loser and even arranges the match himself.

Flanders did not speak, but still looked at the photo in his hand dejectedly. His fingers gently touched the smiling face in Liu Erlong's photo. It seemed that he was very satisfied.

Zhao Wuji let go of Flender's collar, turned around, opened the door, and said helplessly: "Okay, I have to go to class, you can think about it yourself." After that, he walked out of the dean's office.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he went out, he met Liu Erlong standing at the door.

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