From Douluo to Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 98 Panlong Silver Spear
The blood flowed quickly to Tang Ji, and he couldn't pretend anymore.

After all, if he lay down again, he would have to suffer. He didn't want to be covered with filthy liquid, or rather, he didn't want to pretend anymore!
As soon as Tang Ji woke up, the remaining five people sensed it, and their eyes looked at Tang Ji at the same time.

Looking at the eyes of the five people, Tang Ji froze for a moment, and then smiled: "Don't worry about me, you go ahead, I won't sneak attack you."

Tang Ji could still laugh at such a time, and the five people standing thought that Tang Ji had mental problems.

However, if they believed that Tang Ji would not sneak attack, then there was something wrong with their spirit.

In the killing capital, defeat does not mean victory, only killing means victory.

Due to Tang Ji's awakening, the number of people in the arena became even. Everyone agreed to separate one person to Tang Ji, and the remaining four began to fight in pairs.

"I don't want to get my hands dirty!" Tang Ji walked around like a butterfly wearing flowers, and his body suddenly dodged to the side, just to avoid the blow from the person who was walking towards him.

Then he started to walk around the ring, and with his speed, no one in the ring could catch his sleeve.

Tang Ji used his speed to deal with everyone like this. When others found that they couldn't attack Tang Ji at all, they changed their targets.

And Tang Ji kept his word and didn't take the opportunity to sneak attack, which surprised a few people in the arena.

But it turned into a sneer, people like Tang Ji didn't live long in the killing capital.

How fast are you?The tools of killing are not only knives and guns.

There is no sunshine in the capital of killing, and people can't feel the passage of time, but Tang Ji has a magic phone that can record time at any time.

This is already the tenth hour he has been in the arena, and there are only two people left in the arena. Tang Ji yawned a little sleepy, so he flipped his palms, and the Qingfeng sword transformed into a magic phone appeared in his hand.

"You two go together, five hours have passed and no one has been decided to fight with me!" Tang Ji raised his eyes and glanced at the two bruised and bruised people on the opposite side, his tone became serious.

After ten hours, Tang Ji was not only sleepy, but also a little hungry, so he was going to finish the battle and eat something.

Of course, Tang Ji didn't dare to eat the food from the Slaughter City. Although his body was not afraid of toxins, the simple treatment method of the Slaughter City really didn't dare to compliment the taste.

Unlike the delicacies in the Sea of ​​Books Space, Tang Ji bought them from thousands of restaurants on purpose. He spent tens of thousands of gold soul coins, leaving enough delicacies from mountains and seas for nine people to consume normally for a year.

Not to mention that because of his previous life, Tang Ji liked to store food since he was a child, and there was always enough food for him to store for a year in the sea of ​​books, but the taste was not as good as those prepared by chefs in hotels and restaurants.

Hearing Tang Ji's words, the two people in the arena looked surprised, but then turned into rage.

In their hearts, Tang Ji is just a fast rookie. When his soul power is exhausted, he won't be able to run anymore, and he will naturally be slaughtered by others.

So they had regarded Tang Ji's life as their own for a long time, but they didn't expect that this newcomer who had been evasive all this time would dare to speak out to provoke them.

This is equivalent to a sinful sinner who was suddenly bitten by the dog he was about to cook, and the anger of the two of them can be imagined.

Although Tang Ji didn't use the mind elaboration function to read their thoughts, but looking at the eyes of the two of them, he knew that they were thinking of something good.

Tang Ji didn't talk nonsense, his figure suddenly floated out, his sword came out like a dragon, and then there were two more corpses on the ring.

Tang Ji's sword not only killed the last two people, but even directly opened the cycle of reincarnation and rescued the souls of the nine people.

There is a pool of blood under the killing field in hell. The flesh and soul of everyone who died in the killing city will become the nourishment of the blood pool, and then secrete more toxins to infect everyone in the killing city.

Tang Ji obviously didn't want this, so everyone he killed would give him a chance to reincarnate, and all crimes would be dealt with by the judge of the underworld. Although this would hurt the interests of God Shura, Tang Ji didn't regret it.

Salvation of the soul is a great merit, and the accumulation of merit to a certain extent can be favored by the luck of this world and become the chosen child, that is, the protagonist of the world.

Before Tang Ji came to Douluo Continent, the protagonist was obviously Tang San, but because Tang Ji's appearance disturbed the world, although Tang San was still the protagonist, he lost many adventures, such as the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

This is exactly how Tang Ji expressed his fortune in this world.

Tang Ji didn't mean to snatch Tang San's luck, but his own luck from the Douluo Continent would help him on his way to becoming a god.

The gods are all made up of the power of belief of the believers, so if Tang Ji wants to create the gods by himself, he must gather a large number of believers.

Without the recognition of the Douluo Dalu world, it is impossible to obtain the power of faith from believers. Gathering luck is one of the ways to make Douluo Dalu recognize itself.

Then Tang Ji stepped off the ring.

There is no referee in the Hell Killing Fields, and the one who survives in the end is naturally the winner.

Tang Ji updated his record with his identity card, one battle, one victory.

The audience was obviously a little surprised by Tang Ji's final victory. They never thought that Tang Ji would be able to leave the ring alive, and the fallen who opened the gambling table also made a lot of money because of Tang Ji's victory. The God of Wealth also had a good impression.

However, in the killing capital, even if you win the bet, it may not be a real victory.

A group of degenerates who lost the bet all stared at the dealer, obviously wanting to get back the bet just now.

But this banker is not an ordinary person, nine soul rings appeared on his body, it is a Title Douluo.

Outside the Slaughter City, there may be no more than ten Title Douluo, but in the Slaughter City, there are at least one out of a hundred Title Douluo, not to mention flooding.

Every captain of the law enforcement team is at the level of Title Douluo.

Moreover, even if the Title Douluo in the Slaughtering Capital were restricted from using soul skills, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. Because they couldn't use soul skills, they were more focused on improving their fighting skills.

If one is lucky enough to be able to leave the Slaughter City and return to the Douluo Continent, one can deal with soul masters below the Contra level with only martial soul and soul power, just like Tang Hao, one of the only two remaining killing gods in the world. It's like beating Zhao Wuji violently with the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Don't even think about taking things out of my pocket." The title Douluo sneered, the soul power in his hand was shining brightly, and a white long spear appeared in his hand.

The tip of the gun pointed straight at the ground, and a silver dragon could be vaguely seen hovering above the gun body.

This spirit is called the Panlong Spear, and it is divided into two types, the Golden Spear and the Silver Spear. It is an attack-type weapon spirit no weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer.

It's just that Panlong Spear is the same as Jiuxin Begonia's martial soul, only two people with this martial soul can appear in each era, that is, one gold and one silver.

Only if one of them died would it be possible for another soul master of the Panlonglance Wuhun to reappear.

And this martial spirit is not passed down, but the soul masters of the whole continent are randomly awakened, and the soul masters of the golden gun and silver gun are said to be enemies of life and death, and every time they meet, there will be a battle without end.

(End of this chapter)