My soul of Douluo is Faker

Chapter 112 Do you want to be emperor or pope?

"Come, come, all of you."

Sang Hyuk couldn't take it anymore after holding on to walk around a third of the models.However, those young people were still immersed in their own narcissistic fantasies, and did not hear his cry.

Xiang Hyuk came to the guitarist of the band in a flash, and snatched the Wuhun guitar in his hand. There were two soul rings on it, one white and one yellow, which looked low-key and shabby.

Not surprisingly, most of the soul masters of musical instrument martial souls are all auxiliary types, and there are only a small number of them, so it is difficult to find soul beasts suitable for them.Even if they were found, their soul skills were just some disturbing means, lacking sufficient lethality and control power.

Xiang He took a deep breath, rubbed the strings with his right hand fiercely, and made a piercing sound, which finally interrupted their self-admiration, and focused the attention of all the handsome men and women present on him.

Those people looked at each other in blank dismay, each of them didn't know why, and finally even moved over reluctantly.Xiang He heard keenly that they seemed to be very satisfied with their pace, and one girl even boasted that she could catch the attention of all men at the opening ceremony of the carnival, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, would Bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

In fact, the only thing everyone wore that could touch the skirt was the long black leather trench coat, with 5-6 small guns hidden inside it.

From the start, the fashion show was not about selling fashion, but promoting weapons for civilians.Of course, for civilians, these things will become necessary in the future to make up for the power gap between them and war soul masters.

But Xianghe believes that both Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue), Davis and Ning Fengzhi will find the value of these small tools for them.

So from the very beginning, the theme of this catwalk was called weapons of war.

Although it sounds simple, for the passionate humans in Douluo Continent, this simple word is enough to arouse their imagination.

These pretentious models slowly gathered towards him. Xiao Wu, who was slandered before, stood in front of everyone, looking like I can tell you what I can say, just like a junior high school sophomore who refuses to be disciplined. grade students.

Zhu Zhuqing calmly stood beside her with her arms folded, but even though she was originally a feline martial spirit, her performance just now was really unsatisfactory.

Xiang Hyuk said straight to the point: "All of you, from the very beginning, the pre-set ideas in your mind are completely wrong! The purpose of my fashion show is to sell weapons and let civilians have confidence in strength , and the determination to protect yourself against violence, but your performance made me mistakenly think that I broke into some kind of chicken farm that condones strange sexual fetishes."

"You should play the role of indifferent fighters who are full of confidence but are used to the impermanence of life and death. You can even be a little nervous," Xianghe pointed to Xiao Wu at this point, "but you must not act as innocent soldiers on the battlefield. Little girl. If I were running an anti-war event, characters like you would be killed in the first place to inspire sympathy from the audience."

Xiao Wu immediately puffed up her face and was about to refute, but Zhu Zhuqing grabbed her arm, and then she let out a sullen "hum" and turned her head to another direction.

"There are also most people, soldiers should have discipline, instead of walking all the way, throwing your boring winks all the way, you think you can kill the fish and lose the wild goose, but the people who watch it are very disgusting."

This time, most people lowered their heads in shame.

"Accept my guidance now, close your eyes, and mobilize your feeble imaginations."

Sang Hyuk plucked the guitar casually, and while unleashing the power of Serafini, he began to imagine Daenerys Targaryen, Stormborn, leading the three-headed dragon and hundreds of people with rage and ambition. A warship sailing mightily towards the continent of Westeros.

"If you have an enemy, imagine that you have now cornered him. He can't make any resistance, crying with that hideous face begging you to let him go, and all you have to do is go to At the end of this alley, there is a trial for him that you have imagined a hundred times."

Sang Hyuk's voice was like a hypnotic ASMR, and the accompanying music was not too strong, but the rhythmic music touched everyone's eardrums. Many people who had had bad experiences closed their eyes, imagining that they were about to have a big revenge. Get rewarded.

Hatred is a necessity for human survival in Douluo Continent. Everyone has a little bit of it. This is one of the forces driving their survival. Unfortunately, not everyone has the strength to put revenge into practice.

"If you have any ambitions, you can even become a nobleman, a king, or even become a pope. Now you are the leader of thousands of people, and you want to lead them to a war that determines the life and death of mankind. Now you want to Go among soldiers who adore you and adore you, and they're waiting for your every word."

They allow their imaginations to be mobilized by the music, and like internet novelists, they vividly make images of their unrealized dreams, repeating and supplementing details in their brains.

When everyone finished this step, Xiang Hyuk clapped his hands, "Now, I want you to move the scene you just imagined to this rooftop. Now, your enemy is at the other end of the flyover. Every time you take a step, He will be one step closer to the end of his life. You have to cherish this little time, your fierce, cold and restrained expression, and your firm and short steps will all become your tools to torture him."

Having said that, Xiang Hyuk looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose emotions had already reached its peak, and pointed to the other side of the overpass, "Let's go, go, and give your enemy the last blow."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Hyuk's face changed drastically, until he found that Zhu Zhuqing was still immersed in the emotion just now, then he got better.

Without him, he said the same thing when he played the role of Kaiyin and taught Zhu Zhuqing to kill people.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing who was walking forward without any changes, Xianghe quickly wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and reminded loudly: "Be careful not to walk too fast, if you go too fast, your enemy will be afraid of time." will decrease.''
Zhu Zhuqing adjusted her posture at the right time. She was clearly a light cat martial soul, but every step seemed to be trampling on the corpse of a minion under her feet. Her figure was both sexy and cruel, as if she had stepped out of a road paved with blood.

When she reached the end of the bridge, Zhu Zhuqing did her signature action on the billboard.The back of her left hand was resting against her temple, the barrel of the Desert Eagle in her hand was facing the sky, and the revolver in her right was aimed at the front. There was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Great! Perfect!" Xiang Hyuk's approving voice came from afar.

After the fixed-point movement was completed, Zhu Zhuqing turned around and stood still, and there was a tidy applause from the opposite side of the bridge, especially Xiao Wu, who applauded wildly.She understood that the object of Zhu Zhuqing's hatred was an incomparably weird steel lump.Relying on their power to take revenge, they don't know how many years they will have to wait, especially since there are pioneers behind that thing.

Satisfied, Xiang Hyuk gave Zhu Zhuqing a thumbs up gesture, then turned to look at the next model: "Remember how she feels, let's go!"''
However, Xianghe didn't see it. The moment he turned around, Zhu Zhuqing on the other side of the bridge looked at his back, full of puzzlement and doubt.

After half an hour.

"Honor and responsibility. Remember! You are now the leader of the war, the emperor, and the pope. Every expression and every step of yours must reveal your absolute confidence, but don't be too superficial."

“When they are optimistic, you have to anticipate all the bad outcomes; when they are pessimistic, you have to boost their determination. Imagine the heavy responsibility on your shoulders, but you take it on your own initiative. Fix your For the upper body, imagine that all the audience are your soldiers, you have to let them feel that you love soldiers like a son, and let them feel that the military orders are inviolable."

Watching the last model walk out with a relatively perfect gait, Sang Hyuk returned the guitar under the adoring eyes of the band members, after all, it was his martial spirit.

"Okay, okay, that's it! It's great!" When the model reached the finish line, Sang Hyuk's praise made her jump up excitedly, "Remember your imagination and feelings just now, for the next few days, you just need to keep In this state, it is enough to correct each other’s minor mistakes. Call me on the last day of rehearsal, and then I will teach you how to interact with singers.”

After speaking, he greeted Zhu Zhuqing, who looked normal, and Xiao Wu, who deliberately ignored him, and left in a hurry.All he wanted to do now was go back to the swimming pool, drink a super large glass of Sprite, half an hour of hypnosis and directing, Xiang Hyuk felt his throat was about to smoke.

Seeing Xianghe's back disappear, Zhu Zhuqing moved Xiao Wu's face over and asked seriously: "Xiao Wu, let me ask you, can Xiang He's transformation ability be able to transform into anyone, or can he only become a person?" Those, the form he calls a hero?"

"Ah? Why would you ask such a question?"

Xiao Wu felt a little baffled, "Didn't he say that? Every time Xianghe activates a soul ring, he will change into the corresponding form of that soul ring. They are Lizard (Nicole), Lion (Wild Hunter) Nidalee), and the tree (Emerald). That's all he could be."

"Then how many skills does he have in each form?"

Zhu Zhuqing continued to question, carrying out her usual straight-forward style.

Xiao Wu grabbed her braid and recalled: "He didn't say that, but according to Xiaosan and Grandmaster, there should be three...Zhuqing, why are you asking these things, maybe you fell in love with that one from time to time? Is it a brat?!"

Xiao Wu was only joking, of course she didn't think so.

But Zhu Zhuqing didn't hear anything after that number at all.

three?

But my second martial soul has five skills (plus passive)...

The martial spirit Kayn sacrificed to her originally only had two spirit rings, but it had five skills, which Zhu Zhuqing kept in mind.

Originally, she thought that Kayn's throwing knife skills and throwing daggers into the air were just a habit of his.But when she obtained this martial soul, she realized that it was all skills.

But Kayn only has two soul rings.

Except for the 10-year soul ring, she has never heard of a soul ring with more than two skills.Besides, after Kayn's death, he didn't leave any spirit bones behind, so this situation puzzled her.

It wasn't until he got to know Xianghe later that Zhu Zhuqing discovered that this person's soul skills were too numerous to count.

In addition to the teleportation he used to save her and Dai Mubai back then, he also has the teleportation healing skill, so even if he still has a transformation-type soul ability, she doesn't find it strange at all.

Before, at the moment when Xianghe blurted out that sentence, Zhu Zhuqing felt that the figures of the two people began to overlap, especially when they faced her subconsciously avoiding, they were too similar.

But considering that Kayn also has a senior brother Jie, Zhu Ziqing felt that he might be overthinking.

"I just ask." Zhu Zhuqing squeezed out a smile, "Let's go, let's practice a little bit more, since you have received other people's benefits, you must work hard."

"Don't! I'm almost exhausted..." Although she shouted tired, Xiao Wu still followed honestly. Compared with the original book, she did look a little shaky, but her character of not admitting defeat has not changed much. .

the other side.

Just as Xiang He turned his head and walked into the staff passage of the Great Soul Arena, he suddenly heard a burst of applause.

"That's really good. I didn't expect that little Sang Hyuk would have the heart to be an emperor or even a pope."

"Who?" Xianghe immediately turned his head and asked, and then he found two people coming out from behind the pillar.

The people who came were one old and one young.

Among them, the young man stood in front, dressed in the gorgeous and not gaudy traditional aristocratic costume of the Douluo Continent. The white background and the blue-gold decoration complement each other, and he has the temperament of a handsome young man.Although in the modern city of Soto City, his attire might seem a bit obtrusive and special, but just looking at the other party's calm and composed expression, one can tell that he doesn't care about it.

The old man in the back has white beard and hair, and has a scholarly atmosphere different from the master, squinting his eyes and looking up and down Xiang Hyuk, with a very interested expression.

Seeing the figure of this young man, Xianghe immediately possessed himself with drama, jumped on the spot and grabbed the opponent: "Brother Prince, I miss you to death!"

The person who came was none other than the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue).

To Xianghe's surprise, he only received information from Hinata Bai tomorrow morning, saying that the prince's motorcade might take a week to arrive when the carnival opens. He did not expect to come here today. It must be Wuhundian There are arrangements.

Xue Qinghe still maintained a gentle expression, but he tried his best to break Xiang Hyuk's hand down, but it was useless, he could only bear the ear of this 1.4m short winter melon on his chest.

"Xianghe, you have grown up, so don't be so naughty..." Xue Qinghe gave the old man a embarrassed look, and stroked Xianghe's pink-blue hair just like the last time we met, and the latter was obedient let go.

Xiang He glanced at the old man behind Xue Qinghe, and asked in a bewildered manner: "Brother Prince, this is..."

"What a terrible name." Xue Qinghe complained in his heart, but introduced calmly on his face, "This is the principal of Tiandou Royal Academy, Senior Mengshenjimeng."

"Hello, old Mengshenji, this time I'm serving as the bodyguard of His Royal Highness, and I'm going out for a walk. I didn't expect that Suotuo City has become like this after so many years." Mengshenji smiled, but seemed very friendly. Like Xue Qinghe, she has no airs and is very approachable.

"Principal Meng was joking. It is Qinghe's honor to have a drink and chat with senior."

Xue Qinghe greeted Mengshenji first, then lowered his head to look at the innocent and harmless Xianghe again, but the words from his grandfather kept echoing in his mind, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and asked with a joking expression: " Xianghe, just listened to you directing their training, your ambition is not small? Emperor or pope, which one do you want to be?"

Xiang He's heart suddenly trembled.

(End of this chapter)