Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 82 Double Dragon Blood Sword

At the end, there is a circular square with a red pool that smells like vomiting.

On the square stage in the square, there is a cross with a man chained to it, hands and feet bound.

Their arrival did not attract that person's attention, as if they didn't care about their arrival.

Whether they don't care, or have given up resistance completely, no one knows.

Mo Wentian took a step forward, standing side by side with Yu Xiaogang, his eyes fell on the man, with disheveled hair and lowered head, naked upper body, that burly and strong figure, like a bodybuilder.

A foot away from him, there are two stone tables, one of which is full of torture instruments, and the torture instruments on it are all kinds of dazzling.

Yu Xiaogang walked towards the stage, and Mo Wentian subconsciously followed.

"Wen Tian, ​​what do you think of the sword on that table?" Yu Xiaogang pointed to another stone table. It was a black single-edged sword, which looked a bit like a peerless sword.

"I don't know." Mo Wentian looked at the hilt of the sword. It was carved out of two giant black dragons. The heads of the two dragons went up and down, and the dragons' bodies intertwined to form the hilt.

The black sword body is about two and a half feet long, and the dark red half-blade edge looks extremely strange.

"This Double Dragon Blood Sword is Feng Xingdouluo's accessory sword. It can be said to be a magic weapon. Regardless of the material of the sword, the weight of the sword is about [-] catties. It has a bloodthirsty effect. The name of the Double Dragon Blood Sword comes from this. .”

Yu Xiaogang picked up the Double Dragon Blood Sword, Mo Wentian looked at his relaxed look, and really wanted to ask, Master, this sword is probably a counterfeit product.

Yu Xiaogang handed the sword to Mo Wentian, "Take it, the weight of the Double Dragon Blood Sword is determined by the number of bloodthirsty. The more bloodthirsty, the better, and the weight will increase accordingly."

Mo Wentian took a look at the pitch-black sword body and the extremely sharp blade, which gave off a feeling of being possessed, probably it was a magic sword.

"Master, this sword..." Mo Wentian felt the weight of the sword, as well as the strange devilish nature, and he resisted the sword in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang said: "Hold it, feel it, experience it, treat it as a part of your body, and make good use of it."

Mo Wentian's face was a bit ugly, "Master, I don't like this sword."

Yu Xiaogang smiled and asked, "Why?"

Mo Wentian said: "This sword is a bit evil, it doesn't feel like a good thing."

Yu Xiaogang smiled and said: "Weapons are born to kill the enemy. Weapons without blood are no longer weapons, and... the key lies in yourself. Only you can control it. It is a tool in your hand. Props. Remember, you ride it, not be ridden by it."

Mo Wentian nodded half-understanding, and asked, "Master, does this sword really have such a long history?"

Yu Xiaogang said: "I'm afraid it will be more distant. I can't find any record of its origin, but it was mentioned in Feng Xingdouluo's notes."

Mo Wentian asked: "Master, what should I do?"

Yu Xiaogang pointed to the man on the cross, and said: "Use him to practice swords, practice makes perfect, only if you get used to the Double Dragon Blood Sword, can you control it."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, and said, "Will this be too cruel..."

Yu Xiaogang interrupted him, saying: "Wentian, you have to understand that they are all vicious villains, there is nothing to be pitied, and..."

Yu Xiaogang paused, Mo Wentian asked: "And what?"

Yu Xiaogang said: "Besides, I still need to test the limit of your soul-returning pill. They are good white mice."

Mo Wentian looked at Yu Xiaogang with an inscrutable expression, he didn't know what to say for a while, he felt that Yu Xiaogang was a little obsessed with his sugar pill.

Mo Wentian sighed in his heart. He didn't know the meaning of these so-called researches, and he couldn't figure out what the master had in his head.

Holding the Double Dragon Blood Sword, he looked at the man on the cross hesitantly. Yu Xiaogang said, "Want the sky, where did your fierceness go? There is nothing to hesitate, as long as it doesn't directly hurt the vitals." , your Resurrection Pill can heal you."

Mo Wentian couldn't feel much better, "Poisoning them to death directly and torturing people like this are two different things, okay? Give him a happy word, and I can do it."

Yu Xiaogang said indifferently: "Then you will give him a good time."

"This..." Mo Wentian was speechless for a moment, Yu Xiaogang's attitude made him feel a little cold, as if he didn't treat these people as human beings, and it was too trifling with human lives.

However, recalling what I just said, I don't seem to be much better.If I hadn't thought about it, I wouldn't have said that.

Mo Wentian thought about it, and smiled helplessly in his heart, maybe it's not that Yu Xiaogang is too cold, but it's because I can't let go.

Seeing Mo Wentian like this, Yu Xiaogang didn't force him to make a decision. Some things still depend on the individual, and others can only help here.

Mo Wentian walked towards that man with the double dragon blood sword, the other party was like a fish on the board, he could kill the other party anytime and anywhere, this feeling made him feel very disgusted.

He didn't understand what Yu Xiaogang was up to, and he didn't understand Yu Xiaogang's goal of letting him control the Double Dragon Blood Sword. Yu Xiaogang didn't clearly explain what the focus of this so-called training was.

Perhaps, Yu Xiaogang had already told him, but he couldn't figure it out.

Mo Wentian raised his sword towards the man, but he didn't know where to start.

Just as Yu Xiaogang said, he can kill the other party at any time and dominate the other party's chances of survival.

"call!"

Mo Wentian breathed out a foul breath, he still couldn't do it, killing the other party for no reason, although he said that they might pose a threat to him, but he also knew that the chances of them escaping were not ten thousand one.

"puff!"

The double dragon blood sword stabbed towards the man's lower abdomen, and Mo Wentian tried his best to avoid his vital points.

However, the sharpness of the Shuanglong Xuejian far exceeded Mo Wentian's imagination, and a light stroke would result in a wound of more than two inches.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly said, "Wentian, don't be too nervous, slow down, steady, and control the strength well, so that you can control it."

Mo Wentian nodded, "I will pay attention," and after saying a word, he stabbed at the man again, perhaps because he had experience, and he was no longer as nervous as before.

Soon, the opponent's body was covered with scars, Yu Xiaogang took out a soul-returning pill, "Open your mouth, if you don't want to die."

The other party didn't seem to care about the unyielding eyes, but he still opened his mouth.

Mo Wentian originally thought that he couldn't open his mouth, but he didn't expect that he...

"continue."

Yu Xiaogang's words interrupted Mo Wentian's thoughts, and said: "Don't look at them being so stubborn, they don't want to die, there are many ways to really want to die, if they want to end their lives."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and felt that what Yu Xiaogang said was right, if he really wanted to die, he wouldn't have suffered until now.

(End of this chapter)