Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"We disassembled Tang Chen's strength, but we couldn't find a way to restrain him."

"But that's not important!"

"Instead of thinking about how to restrain the enemy, it is better to think of ways to increase your own strength. When the strength reaches a certain level, any restraint will be meaningless."

Seeing everyone's frustration, Han Tao took a shot of blood.

After putting the prisoner back into custody, Ye Lingling put away his martial spirit and his eyebrows curled up like a moon.

"It can be considered as some profit!"

Weighing the rancid pieces of meat with her soul power, her tone was cold.

"I have to say that Tang Chen's red muscles are better than ours."

"Although the transformation of the red muscle group is of little significance, if the whole body is transformed, according to inference, it can bring 10 points of physical fitness to the soul master."

"So Han Tao, are you willing to reform?"

Han Tao refused: "No!"

"The red muscle group also has the feasibility of expanding the three-dimensional muscle group. It will not be too late to carry out transformation after the theoretical breakthrough in this part."

The three-dimensional muscle group is a three-way intersection of blood vessels, meridians, and muscle fibers.

The integration of meridians into the microscopic level of muscles is also the beginning of constructing three-dimensional muscle groups. However, research in this field is still at the theoretical stage and cannot be used in practice.

"Okay!" Ye Lingling turned around.

As the topic gradually came to an end, Sword Douluo also gradually turned his gaze.

His face was focused, lost in thought.

Based on the analysis methods of Han Tao and Ning Rongrong, judge the strength gap between him and Gu Rong, and whether he can be one point stronger than him now.

"The broken martial soul means that the true body of the martial soul cannot be activated."

"But I have mastered the sword's intention, as well as the 64 consecutive cuts of the sword's energy, and even the overlap of the sword's shadow."

In the vague memory, let the inspiration echo in the mind, causing ripples.

He turned over and shouted suddenly, startling everyone.

"Bones!"

Gu Rong hurriedly stepped forward, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Old swordsman, don't think that if you are seriously injured, I will give you half a cent."

Chen Xin brought back the topic: "It's business!"

"Gu Rong, how is your control over the power of space? Can you help me make the sword energy coincide?"

"Huh? Are you questioning me?"

Chen Xin's voice trembled.

"What I mean is that the 64 consecutive slashes deduced by the soul power coordination, the last 10 slashes can achieve the overlap of the sword shadow, so that the power of the sword energy is superimposed."

Gu Rong asked: "What then?"

"If you use the power of space carefully enough to delay my first 54 slashes in the space, can you make the 64 slashes merge into one?"

"This is the real 'Half life of wind and rain, all in one sword'!"

Gu Rong's expression was frozen.

Although I wasn't good at theory, I was vaguely moved when I saw my old friend's enthusiastic expression.

"Let's go and experiment!"

Slowly, the two left.

Practice new martial arts fusion skills in the newly built school grounds.

Haotian Sect.

"What the hell, trash!"

Haotian's head suddenly slapped the table.

The powerful force shattered the template, and Tang Chen swept everyone's gaze.

"Tang San, you woke me up from the Killing City, and I also provided you with enough kindness."

‘But you can’t hide the negative effects you have on the battle situation! Because that mentally retarded rabbit transformed and made the Titan Ape give up chasing Han Tao, this was the fundamental reason why our plan failed! ’

Everyone in the Haotian Sect looked over.

Seeing this situation, Tang San quickly knelt down with a humble attitude.

"It was my fault!"

"If it hadn't been for me, Xiao Wu wouldn't have been seriously injured, and Han Tao wouldn't have been able to escape!"

The great elder said coldly: "And that bullshit hidden weapon of yours!"

"The power is not weak, but why is it used by Han Tao?"

"Sect Master, I highly doubt his position!"

The fourth elder stood in the corner, chuckled twice, and then pretended not to understand anything.

The second elder sarcastically said: "Even if a weak soul master obtains a powerful weapon, he will become a source of nourishment for the enemy."

After gathering the messy books, Tang Bai stepped forward and opened a document.

Circular to everyone: "The ability to destroy the true form of a martial spirit is called soul erosion!"

"This type of soul skill has appeared in the evil-eyed white tiger's soul master before."

"Oh? A member of the Star Luo Empire's royal family?"

In the sect leader's mansion, Tang Chen took two steps and his eyes followed the window sill to the north.

Think and ask: "How to counteract this ability?"

"According to data records, if a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast is forced to sacrifice, it will also cause soul erosion."

"And the only way to restrain soul erosion is the 100,000-year-old original soul ring and the will of the soul beast."

Because Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had previously forced soul beasts to sacrifice, which resulted in serious consequences, and as the theoretical guest of the Haotian Sect, Tang Bai deliberately looked up this part of the information.

Tang Xiao waved his hands dissatisfied: "This is like not saying anything!"

"Haotian Hammer, where did the original soul ring come from?"

"Shut up!"

Tang Chen roared angrily.

He finally understood that Tang Xiao was also a loser, but Tang Bai in the sect could still fight.

Although the strength is not good, the theory is good.

"In other words, there is no way to fight against soul erosion?"

Tang Bai: "Yes!"

"But we can choose a secondary option!"

"Soul erosion takes time, and we can constantly replace the people in charge of the Haotian formation to counter Han Tao's method."

Tang Chen nodded, without any doubt: "Well, let's do it!"

However, Tang Bai was not satisfied with the outcome of the meeting and suddenly raised his head.

"Your Majesty Haotian, I have a question?"

"Speak!"

"Since you are a peerless Douluo, why don't you take the initiative to attack Han Tao?"

Tang Chen remained silent.

Tang Xiao roared: "Insolent!"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to my grandfather? How dare you question His Majesty Haotian's behavior?"

"It's okay!" Tang Chen waved his hand casually.

His expression was slightly more serious, and his tone was calm.

"In the battle with Jian Douluo, I suffered some injuries and my combat effectiveness declined."

"Of course, this is not the core reason."

"Hmm?"

Tang San raised his head.

Everyone also looked at Tang Chen in confusion.

Tang Chen narrated calmly: "Jian Douluo used soul power coordination and 64 consecutive slashes, and this technique was told to him by Han Tao."

"Perhaps you don't know"

He sighed faintly: "After the martial soul true body is activated, Han Tao's physique and soul power are no less than Jian Douluo."

"And if Han Tao also activates the 64 consecutive slashes, the power will be even stronger than Chen Xin."

Tang Xiao was stunned in his place with his mind like a stormy sea.

"Ah?"

"How is this possible?"

Tang Chen's tone was not hurried or slow because of his cowardice.

"Han Tao's perception range exceeds mine, and he has obtained the martial soul clone of the Blue Silver Priest at the same time. I can't imagine the distance of the Blue Silver Domain."

"If my guess is correct, Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling should be outside my perception range, but within the coverage of the Blue Silver Domain."

"When I take action, it will be the moment when their martial souls merge."

At this point, he actually felt a little frustrated.

And a little sympathy: "I want to kill Han Tao, Han Tao also wants to kill me. In the face of a true strong man, any arrogance is unacceptable."

Tang Xiao took a deep breath.

It is really hard to understand why this situation happened.

Tang San remained silent, just muttering to himself: "Despicable villain, insidious and cunning"

Han Tao's existence itself is like a bug that violates the logic of the world.

"Keke is even so."

"Grandpa, you are also a peerless Douluo, Han Tao has just broken through to the Soul Saint, isn't this too cowardly?"

"Hmph! You know shit!"

Seeing the people of Haotian Sect, Tang Chen shook his head and cursed inwardly: trash!

How can you not understand the most simple truth?

"Han Tao can kill my grandson Tang Hao when he was a Soul Emperor, can you beat Tang Hao together?"

"But now, he is a Soul Saint, a Soul Saint who has given birth to a martial soul body!"