Douluo Card Demon

Chapter 113 Ghost Three Skills
On this day, before dawn, too many people had already appeared.

On this day, the entire Luo family was in panic, and the imperial army was waiting outside.

Certain places in the Heaven Dou Imperial City have already entered a state of alert.

But what they didn't expect was that their so-called guard was a joke to Lu Qingfeng.

Although he is angry, he still has a basic brain. Why should he fight against a country? He is not so arrogant.

Do you really think that yesterday's wanton killing will continue yesterday's practice today?
That's just for you to see, idiots.

Why does he, who has hidden skills, confront you head-on, sneaking in and solving them one by one?
It's just that today's inspection is very strict, and there are twice as many soldiers patrolling outside the city as before, but how could these people find out the existence of Lu Qingfeng?
No one in Tiandou City has seen his appearance as a scholar, so he entered very easily.

But when he came to the vicinity of Luo's house, he was stopped. There were many soldiers guarding the place, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

He just laughed and waited quietly for the coming of the night, because only at night can he be truly unscrupulous.

It's just that Lu Qingfeng underestimated this face, it was so eye-catching, the young ladies around him looked at him more and more unnaturally, and always felt that if they stayed here for a while longer, it would become an indescribable scene .

Lu Laogou, who has always been prudent, ran wildly and came to the big soul fighting field in Tiandou City.

Here, he can calm his restless mood a little bit, and he can also test a move he has not mastered.

'I have completed two tasks before and obtained a skill. Although I learned it directly, I still need to check how powerful it is. '

Thinking in this way, Lu Qingfeng has already called out the system, and an ancient book appeared on the system's screen.

The book is yellow-brown in color, and at first glance, one can feel a strong sense of history. There are three large characters written in bright red paint on it - "Three Skills of Ghosts".

This exercise is not like other exercises that require Lu Qingfeng to comprehend bit by bit, but it directly appears in Lu Qingfeng's mind, and even his body has memorized every movement above.

But even if there is not enough contact like this, it will still feel strange. I came to the Great Soul Arena to get familiar with this exercise and prepare for the battle tonight.

'"Three Skills of Ghosts" is divided into three abilities, the first one is called ghost voice: using mental power and special pronunciation skills to achieve the purpose of controlling others, it has a miraculous effect on people whose mental power is not as strong as their own, and has a miraculous effect on people whose mental power is stronger than their own. Yes, it can also cause a certain impact; because when hearing the ghost sound, that person can only hear the ghost sound for a period of time in the next period, and cannot hear other sounds at all. '

Ghost voice, weird and powerful.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Qingfeng's mouth, and he made a ghost sound.

His mouth was slightly opened, and his spiritual force turned into small strings to play in his mouth, and a sound that ordinary people could hardly hear came out of his mouth.

The bunny girl, who was still logging in, suddenly froze, with a vague smile on her face, she grabbed a pen with her stiff hand and wrote two words on the personnel information: Scholar.

Then he stood still and lay on the table with a pen in his hands, his eyes were empty.

Lu Qingfeng smiled and gave her an order to sleep.

Immediately, the woman closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly, and there was no sign of waking up despite the screams around her.

After about ten minutes, the woman woke up by herself, seeing the anxious expressions of the others, she didn't know what to say for a while.

That's how it ended.

Lu Qingfeng, who was watching all this, smiled. Although he is still not proficient and there are not so many people who can control it, but just now is enough.

Then he used the same method to control the person who arranged the battle process and put him directly in the first match.

On the platform, the referee looked at the battle list in his hand and had a weird feeling, because there were too many names on it.

There are eight games in one day, and scholars alone account for seven names. Although they are in different arenas, this is too much.

Who did this guy really offend by doing this to him?

Although this is very strange, it is not unheard of, but this is the most direct.

Seeing the approaching time, the referee cleared his throat and shouted: "In the first match, the scholar is fighting against the mad bull, please enter the field."

There were not so many people watching the battle at this time, but the enthusiasm did not wear off, and some people who knew Mad Bull shouted loudly.

Lu Qingfeng was expressionless, but the moment he stood on the ring, the girls who came to watch the match erupted.

"Wow, this little brother is so handsome, so handsome."

"Yes, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

And some girls who supported Mad Cow directly turned their backs.

"Mad Cow, if you dare to hit him, I will fight you hard."

"That's right, mad cow, admit defeat quickly, admit defeat quickly."

"Mad Bull, go up and get me an autograph."

Hearing such ear-piercing words, Mad Bull expressed his anger.

The hot air visible to the naked eye was sprayed out of the nose directly, and the muscles on his body were also beating crazily, declaring his current anger.

"Game start!"

With the referee's order, Mad Bull directly possessed his body with his martial spirit, and his body was raised to two meters, with fiery red lines flowing on his body, and hot air gushing out.

"Kill him, kill him, let him know how powerful you are."

"MD boy, get off and kill him!"

The male compatriots in the arena criticized verbally and pen, and as the mad bull continued to approach, their emotional opportunities reached their peak.

However, what happened next left everyone speechless.

I saw that the angry mad cow rushed towards Lu Qingfeng like a cannonball, and when he approached, a red flame burned on his body, which was the manifestation of the flame mad bull martial soul.

The power is huge and the power is terrifying.

"Yeah, little brother, get out of here."

"Hahahaha, it's a flame impact, it's a flame impact, this little boy is dead"

On the audience stage, before the grim-faced man could finish his sentence, he saw Mad Bull jumping off the ring and hitting the floor directly, his head stuck into the floor, and blood splattered.

"Yes."

The man looked at Lu Qingfeng who left indifferently, speechless because the game was over.

Mad Bull failed miserably, and he didn't even know how he lost.

Could it be that he drank fake wine?
no one knows.

The audience was silent, and even when the referee said that the game was over, there was a trace of disbelief in his words.

Such a battle is the first in history.

　Bad mood, bad mood, give me a ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)