Douluo's full-time God of War

Chapter 90 Late at night, moaning, screaming!

Even if he met a master like Zao Wou-ki, he didn't panic at all, and even wanted to smoke a few more cigarettes.

"Missing Cigarettes?" Zao Wou-ki was a little astonished. Generally, people who can afford to smoke Cigarettes for Disappointing Sorrows are rich people. Now in Soto City, tobacco has been sold by Flender to every street, up to seven or eight year olds. Children, old people up to seven or eighty years old.

However, he is very clear that the price of this cigarette has been raised to eight gold soul coins by that profiteer Flanders, which is already very expensive relatively speaking.

The man took a few steps forward, a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly one after another soul rings slowly rose from under his feet, moving rhythmically around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

When the man had already appeared the eighth spirit ring, Zhao Wuji's face darkened instantly, with a bit of panic in his heaviness, but he hadn't waited for his fluctuating mood to stabilize.

The man took a deep puff of the cigarette, and saw another soul ring rising from his feet, and this soul ring was actually red, floating slightly above the man's chest.

Nima!

Zhao Wou-ki was stunned with fright, his face changed wildly.

With nine soul rings, there is no doubt that the person in front of him is a Titled Douluo!
And judging from the last soul ring he raised, it was a 10-year soul ring!
Zhao Wou-ki, who was originally calm and aggressive, as stable as an old bitch, suddenly panicked inside, and his whole body was trembling.

Beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks like rain.

Immediately afterwards, the man slowly raised his right hand, and several silver-white light spots slowly condensed to form a huge casting hammer. Zao Wou-ki felt the pressure was overwhelming, and his heart trembled even more.

"If you don't know which senior it is, don't joke with me."

Zhao Wou-ki said tremblingly, at this moment he deeply felt that chickens were everywhere.

Zhao Wuji knew very well that the first half of his life was a stormy one, and he made many enemies, but none of them offended anyone named Douluo.

The man breathed out a puff of smoke lightly, and said: "I have nothing to do, I want to find someone to fight."

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat, his face became more and more ugly, and he said with a wry smile: "Senior, how can I be worthy of fighting with you, I'm just a little soul sage."

"Soul Saint? You are also a human being. Weren't you awesome before? I remember that during the daytime today, you said that even if the Titled Douluo came, you would have nothing wrong with you, and when you came out just now What about that awesomeness?"

"Also, when you bullied a few children during the day, you didn't seem to have thought about your own identity. Now let me experience Fudo Mingwang's clever tricks."

After the man finished speaking, Zhao Wou-ki's hands trembled, as if the surrounding air was frozen.

At this time, Ling Feng was standing on a hillside, smoking a cigarette, drinking a small wine, and humming a little song.

Just when he was about to go back to rest.

A ray of light shot straight into the sky from among the trees.

Then there was a loud roar.

bang bang bang...

boom!
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

The screams like killing a pig, one after another, made people feel surprised when they heard it.

Ling Feng frowned slightly, "Hey, the dignified and immovable Ming Wang actually uttered such a hoarse scream in the middle of the night, is it a distortion of human nature, or..."

Ling Feng sighed softly, Zhao Wou-ki suffered a lot during the day, and was hammered by Tang Hao at night.

It is really an invisible pretense, the most deadly!
At this time, in the woods, Zao Wou-ki was beaten by Tang Hao with his bare hands and kept screaming, his body would soon fail, not to mention the time for a stick of incense, it was less than three or ten minutes.

Flender on the side could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything, although the opponent's shot was a bit heavy, but there was no killer, and he simply taught Zhao Wuji a lesson.

However, he found that the man in front of him was attacking very fiercely, and Zhao Wuji's burly body could not withstand this man's fierce attack, even if it was him, he would also let out a mournful wail.

After a while, Zao Wou-ki's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Your Majesty, is it okay? I, I was beaten up during the day, and now the wound has deepened, so it should be considered even!"

Zhao Wou-ki begged pitifully, Tang Hao's strength was too terrifying, he would be beaten to the point where he couldn't sustain himself without his martial soul.

Tang Hao snorted coldly: "Aren't you quite capable? You even want to kill them. As a father, I'm just here to fight an eye for an eye."

"Yes, yes, what Your Majesty said is true, I asked for it all myself."

Zhao Wou-ki wanted to cry but had no tears, today is really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

But while talking, Zao Wou-ki was also thinking, among the children of today's assessment, which one is the child of the titled Douluo in front of him?

"You dare to ask, which one is your child?"

Tang Hao glared at Zhao Wuji, and said coldly: "Tang San, Ling Feng is my beloved child. Today's matter is to let you know that it is better to be a low-key person, and on the other hand, it is also to thank you for inspiring me. Ling Feng's potential."

Zhao Wou-ki suddenly took a deep breath, he was already stunned, could it be possible that this man in front of him has two wives?

No, is this Titled Douluo having an affair?
Grass!
I can't understand it long ago!

This fucking world is too chaotic, but he is a Titled Douluo after all, so it is normal to have such abilities.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's complexion was uncertain, Tang Hao left a word when he turned around and left.

"Ling Feng is not my biological child, but I have the same feelings for him as my own. Now that his parents are not here, I can only come to you to settle accounts in person. Moreover, I also remind you that your last Go on and learn more about what a full-time god of war is."

Tang Hao couldn't help remembering that he had been inquiring about the information about full-time martial spirits all these years. From his secret observations today, he found that Ling Feng today is completely different from five years ago. has gone up a notch.

However, he suddenly frowned slightly. Although Ling Feng's strength has increased a lot today, he has not mastered the real strength of a full-time God of War. His current strength is simply mastering the soul ring and the soul skills obtained.

A full-time god of war, as the name suggests, should master the attributes of all types of soul masters, and the soul skills used can be transformed at will, but judging from today, Ling Feng has not mastered free transformation.

To reach that point, I'm afraid it will take a long time, maybe after he becomes a Titled Douluo.

After Zhao Wuji heard Tang Hao's words, his heart trembled. He had heard Flender briefly mention it before the full-time god of war, but he really didn't have much interest in understanding this thing wholeheartedly. His original understanding was nothing more than being able to use multiple types of soul skills.

"How many secrets does this bastard have?"

　Everyone, pay more attention to your body! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)