Douluo, there is a system but I don't want to use it

Chapter 21: A bloody hero saves a beautiful girl

"Brother, speak quickly, I'm all ears!" Fang Tian pretended to listen carefully.

"Hey! This female soul master has been fighting in the Great Soul Fighting Arena since three years ago, but she lost more than she won. The reason she continues to persist is because she wants to avenge her parents."

"I heard that her parents were living quietly in a small village outside Soto City. Two passing soul masters got into a fight and the fight affected her house, causing it to collapse. Her parents were crushed to death by the collapsed house. The two soul masters ignored the innocent people involved and left in the melee."

"The female soul master happened to be shopping in Soto City at the time, so she escaped the disaster. From then on, she began a career of hard training." The "brother" sighed and told the female soul master's information one by one.

"Brother, if you like her, you may have to help her get revenge in order to win her heart. If you use force, you may only get a corpse." "Brother" reminded him again.

Fang Tian thought about it and thought that he was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties. Would he have bad thoughts about a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl? It was an insult to his character!

Besides, that girl is not pretty, at most she is pretty and good-looking. How could I, Fang Tian, ​​be such a lustful person?
Fang Tian kept criticizing the brother next to him in his heart.

"Brother, you misunderstood. I was just a little curious because I saw her persisting even though it was impossible for her to win." Fang Tian explained.

"No need to explain, brother, I understand!" The "brother" raised his eyebrows, a hint of vulgarity flashed in his eyes, and he agreed.

"What the hell do you know?" Fang Tian's face was full of black lines, and he was complaining in his heart! He didn't want to explain it anymore, this kind of thing would only make things worse if he explained it more!
Fang Tian quickly made an excuse that he had something to do and left, so as not to waste time with this knowledgeable guy.

Fang Tian left the Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena and went straight back to his residence to practice.

Next, Fang Tian went to the fighting arena to fight one or two battles every day, constantly accumulating combat experience.

A month later, Fang Tian felt that he had made great progress. Not only was he more proficient in the use of soul skills, he also had a better understanding of martial souls and a more delicate understanding of the effects of soul power.

The range of the Nine Palaces Sword Step was expanded to 40 meters in radius, and the Ziwu Gong was also improved. Although the Purple Qi Condensed Soul, Condensed Silk Soul Control, and Willow Leaf Flying Knife had not yet broken through the bottleneck, Fang Tian felt that they had all improved significantly.

Fang Tian feels that he can beat three of his current self a month ago.

As long as the actual combat training continues for three to two months, you can almost fully display your strength.

That day, Fang Tian came out of the Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena and walked towards the small hotel where he was staying while thinking about today's gains.

Suddenly, a cold female voice came from the front and asked, "Who are you and why are you stopping me?"

"Haha, who are we? We are your boyfriend! Of course we stopped you to do something happy!" A vulgar and obscene voice followed the female voice.

"Yes, yes, the boss is so talented. We all want you to experience the rare happiness in this world. Hehe!" Another equally obscene voice echoed in a mean way.

"Hmm? I actually encountered a melodramatic scene of molesting a decent woman. Should I go up and help?" Fang Tian thought to himself.

Fang Tian tiptoed forward a few steps and hid in the shadow of a corner. He restrained his breath and soul power fluctuations and looked out to observe the specific situation.

In the dim starlight ahead, a middle-aged man with a wretched look and a rat-like beard, led by three equally wretched-looking guys with yellow, blue, and red hair and hair like Shamatte, blocked the way of a girl. "Oh my god, it's her!" Fang Tian has been cultivating the purple energy for a long time, and his eyes are also nourished by the purple energy, so his eyesight is extraordinary. He can tell at a glance that the girl who was stopped is the girl who once received much attention from him, whose martial soul is the Yanling Knife and who bears the blood feud of her parents.

At this time, the girl was already aware of her situation, and she summoned her martial spirit, ready to fight for her life at any time.

The four men who stopped the girl saw that she had released her martial spirit and did not dare to be negligent and released their own martial spirits one after another.

“Fuck, there is actually one Soul Sect and three Soul Lords? With this level of soul power, why don’t you do something else yourself? You have to imitate others and rob women on the road. You deserve to be killed.” Fang Tian looked at the leading middle-aged man who had four soul rings, one white, two yellow and one purple, and the remaining three men also had one white, two yellow and three soul rings. He cursed in his heart.

"It seems that if I don't save her, this girl will be in trouble today. Given her strong character, she might really lose her life today." Fang Tian muttered to himself.

In desperation, Fang Tian tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes to cover his face, and then tore off another piece of cloth to wrap his head. There was no other way, because he had shaved his head after coming to Soto City, so he was too easy to recognize.

Fang Tian covered his face and walked out from the shadows. "Hi, guys, good evening. Have you eaten yet? Do you want to go back for more?"

As he spoke, Fang Tian had already walked step by step to five meters to the left of the girl and stopped, with the flying knife in his hand. Now the four men had entered the attack range of the willow leaf flying knife.

"Where did this psychopath come from? How dare you ruin our brothers' good deeds?" The middle-aged man in the lead saw someone coming out to stand up for justice and knew that there would be twists and turns in today's events.

"Yes, where did this idiot come from? Get out of here now. Otherwise I will put you in eighteen different positions." The middle-aged man's subordinate Huangmao agreed.

"Yes, get out of here! If you dare to meddle in my business, I'll chop you into pieces." The middle-aged man's other younger brother, Red Hair, also echoed.

"Me too!" Lanmao, the middle-aged man's remaining younger brother, opened his mouth, scratched his head, and then uttered four words.

Fang Tian and the three people who blocked their way looked at this idiot in silence.

"Puchi!" The girl who was stopped could not help but laugh out loud. Knowing that the situation was not right, she immediately covered her mouth.

Taking advantage of the moment when the four men blocking the road were attracted by the girl's laughter, Fang Tian raised his left hand and the flying knife in his hand shot out instantly.

With a "hiss", blood burst out from the eyes of the middle-aged man in the lead, and he fell backwards.

Fang Tian did not summon his martial spirit after coming out, so the four of them focused on guarding against the intercepted girl. Unexpectedly, due to a negligence, the leader died directly, and the four of them were stunned.

They were stunned, but Fang Tian was not. As he threw the flying knife, his right hand was already on the handle.

Fang Tian used the Nine Palace Sword Steps to quickly approach the yellow-haired man, and drew his goose-feather sword to slash across the yellow-haired man's neck. The expression of surprise on the yellow-haired man's face did not change, but the man's head had already flown into the air.

At this time, Fang Tian already had another flying knife in his left hand. Seeing the yellow-haired man dead, Fang Tian raised his left hand and the flying knife quickly shot towards the blue-haired man.

With a "hiss" sound, Lanmao also followed the lead of the middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)