White Ring of Douluo

　　 Estimated time of biological clock: 8:45 in the evening.

　　Le Bai’s one-on-one fighting spirit and the Shrek Seven Devils fighting spirit are about to begin.

　　 Both games belong to the "leapfrog" fighting spirit, and you will get ten times the reward if you win. In contrast, it is more than ten times more difficult and risky.

　　 Le Bai walked out of the contestant’s entrance passage and looked around at will. According to habit, he wears a mask and does not worry about being remembered by the audience.

　　 However, the number of spectators in the stands was much less than Le Bai expected. And there are basically no immature faces in sight: "Did the Great Fighting Arena deliberately arrange it? I'm worried that the scene is too "gorgeous" to stimulate young people."

　　The thought flashed by, and Le Bai's attention had been withdrawn, and he focused on the opponent in front of him-Shi Qiaodian, a middle-aged man who looked like a mature man with a gentle smile on his face, his hair was meticulously combed, and his clothes were neat and tidy.

　　 With his handsome face, just looking at his appearance, it probably makes most people feel "this is a good person" at a glance.

　　 did not know him beforehand, and would never associate this person with the nickname "Evil Turtle".

　　 As usual, the host and referee gave an impassioned message about the two of them.

　　 When they heard that Le Bai's "White Ring" was only a twenty-third level auxiliary soul master, the audience in the stands screamed.

　　The audience present are mostly people familiar with Shi Qiaodian's style. What they wanted to see was the exciting scene where the soul master who challenged Shi Qiaodian after a lot of hard work was finally bitten to death by Shi Qiaodian, splashing blood on the spot.

　　 instead of a twenty-third level trash support spirit master who had no resistance to be killed by Shi Qiaodian.

　　 Not just the audience, even Shi Qiaodian himself was puzzled by Le Bai's situation, so he asked Le Bai, "Are you an auxiliary soul master?"

　　 Not only the appearance, Shi Qiaodian's voice sounds very magnetic, but also makes people feel comfortable.

　　 Le Bai answered briefly: "Yes."

　　 The mixed sound changed by the mask sounds strange.

　　 Shi Qiaodian is not good at judging Le Bai’s age, and then asks: "Did you get your Golden Fighting Soul badge from a two-on-two game with your partner? Or did you get it in the group fighting spirit?"

　　 The host hasn’t announced the start of the game. Le Bai doesn’t mind saying a few more words: "Half of it is played by myself, and the other half is a two-on-two fight."

　　 "Do you fight yourself?"

Shi Qiaodian can’t be said to be well-informed, and the situation at Soto’s Arena of Souls is unlikely to be passed on to this Silves’ Arena: "It looks like you have good luck. Every time you meet one-on-one. It's a very weak opponent."

"Yes."

　　 Lebai said with a smile: "They are all quite weak. You can knock them down with a single punch using only spirit power."

　　 "Then your good luck may be exhausted."

　　 Shi Qiaodian smiled happily, like a kid preparing to fill the ant's nest with boiling water: "Otherwise, I won't meet me during the leapfrog fight."

　　 After Shi Qiaodian said these words, the host announced the beginning of the fighting.

　　 this moment!

　　 Le Bai will compress all the soul power, follow the guidance of the panel, consume as much as possible, and activate the skill: One Sword Raksha!

The world in 　　's eyes began to slow down indefinitely until it almost stopped;

　　 All the things that I see, the color gradually fades and becomes black and white;

　　 Attention is further concentrated, and the black and white images begin to disappear, leaving only the dots and lines enough to distinguish things;

　　 The lingering sound in the ear disappeared;

　　 The smell in the nose disappeared;

　　 The faint smell of rust in the mouth disappears;

　　 Myocardium tightens, blood vessels all over the body expand to the limit;

　　 I can feel the blood and power almost bursting out of my body.

　　 Only let the muscles used contract, move forward, step on the ground several times continuously, and come to the point and line representing the target.

　　 The body is adjusted to the most comfortable position currently with the help of the panel.

　　 clenched fists, punch!

In 　　's eyes, the monotonous scene of dots and lines, centered on the fist, suddenly returned to its normal appearance.

　　 The voice of the host announcing the start spread throughout the Arena of Souls.

　　 In the stands, the audience saw that the auxiliary spirit master had moved in front of Shi Qiaodian at some unknown time, maintaining a punching posture, and white mist emerged from him.

　　 On the extension line in front of the fist he threw, a newly created ditch and a hollow wall at the end proved that there was an attack.

　　 The scattered red mist, the pervasive fishy smell.

　　 The body from the beginning of the center hole crashed down.

　　 Then, the cost of driving the body beyond the limit came from the bones.

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 The sharp pain that resembled a déjà vu swept across Le Bai's body, making him unable to breathe in.

　　 But this time, there was no blood on the whole body, only the fist directly attacked the target, and the skin and flesh on the finger bones were torn apart by the huge reaction force, but fortunately, the amount of bleeding was not much.

　　 There seemed to be partial tears in the leg muscles, which caused Le Bai to limp when he exited the field. His posture was really not handsome.

　　 In the past five seconds, Le Bai has almost left the venue. The sluggish host talent regained his thinking with the blessing of good professionalism, and announced: "Victory, winner-Bai Huan!"

　　 After another two seconds, the audience’s rationality finally convinced their brains to face reality:

"really!"

　　 "What are you kidding?!"

　　 "What happened just now!?"

　　 "Why did Shi Qiaodian suddenly die? He hasn't opened a martial arts yet!"

　　 "A sneak attack! Despicable man! Not worthy of being a soul master!"

　　 "Isn't that white ring an auxiliary soul master? How did he do it?"

　　 "Labor and capital money!"

　　Ghost crying wolf howling, or group demons dancing wildly, have nothing to do with Le Bai's copper soul coin.

　　 He is now distressed by the feeling of his first murder: "Why is there no sense of reality?"

　　 Le Bai knew very well that he had just killed a person with his own hands.

　　The fleshy fist had the illusion of piercing Shi Qiaodian's head.

　　 But nothing more.

　　 I often see nausea, nausea, and other feelings in those entertainment works in my memory, but none of them appear.

　　 "Although I did not treat that Shi Qiao **** as a human being like myself, is this reaction too weak?"

　　 Le Bai tried to recall the sight of Shi Qiaodian's body falling down and the red liquid slowly spreading out before he left the field.

　　 But Le Bai discovered that his mood swings were so small that it was even worse than when he saw the poor glazed golden crab dismembered by Zao Wou-ki in the soul beast forest and then killed by Dai Mubai.

　　 "Why don't you feel a little'weight of life'?"

　　 Lebai couldn't help but think: "Is it true that I have always thought that I respect life, but in fact I am the same as those who ignore life?"

　　 It doesn't matter whether you feel it or not. The key is not to become what you hate.

　　"..."

　　 "No!"

　　 "The premise is completely different, so the entanglement will only get into the tip of the horns, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has to think from another angle."

　　 Le Bai uses parallel thinking to start brainstorming in his head: Will he kill someone on a whim? What does life mean to me? When your choice will affect the life of someone who has nothing to do with you, will your choice be affected?

If needed…

　　 After a brainstorming session, Le Bai felt that his mood improved a lot.

　　Thinking about the result, he respects life.

　　 was indifferent to Shi Qiaodian's death, because it was a scum that despised the lives of others, so the weight of his life was as light as a feather.

　　 "Well, that's it, it must be like this!"

　　 Le Bai was convinced, and then sorted out his mood, and through perception, he found other people who had completed the battle spirit of the group.

　　 Compared with Le Bai, other people's state is much worse.

　　 Except for Tang San, they all seemed to have vomited, his face was pale, and he looked haggard.

　　Master and Flander had long anticipated that they would be like this, and simply persuaded them to cheer up, wear masks and return to the hotel.

　　 On the way, Oscar saw Le Bai's calm face, thinking that Le Bai was being treated differently, and asked: "Le Bai, you just... didn't you see blood?"

"Have."

　　 Le Bai: "Looks pretty good. A young man who was beaten by me and lost his face. Fortunately, the blood did not splash on me."

　　 Oscar's mouth twitched, and the stomach that had just eased began to feel uncomfortable again: "You...this is the first time you murdered, why are you so indifferent?"

　　 "Probably, because that person is a scumbag who doesn't respect life."

　　 Lebai said seriously: "I didn't think of him as the same person as myself, nor did I have the real sense of killing."

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