Douluo blood duke

Chapter 93 Glory even if defeated
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Zhang Heng frowned when he felt the blade-like sharp wind coming from the claw in the air. He not only felt the powerful power belonging to the white tiger from this claw, but also felt the power hidden in the white tiger's heart. In the depths, the most longing, the strongest fighting spirit.

"Hmph, you want to beat me!"

The corners of his mouth were raised, and a smile appeared on his face. When the tiger claw was half a meter away from him, a black soul ring beside him shone brightly, and at the same time, his figure disappeared instantly.

The fourth soul skill: Blood Shadow Instant Step (a shuttle-shaped soul skill with a range of 50 meters).

Snapped.

When the tiger's claws fell to the ground, the stone was split open by a huge force, and the dust flew out from the gap like a spider web. The white tiger was covered by the dust, and a faint light flashed in the black pupils on its face.

"If you want to defeat me, show me all your moves."

The gloomy light in the white tiger's eyes hadn't dissipated yet, but a somewhat lazy voice from the top of its head made it turn pale in shock. It subconsciously looked up, and a bloody light fell from the sky in its eyes and passed in front of it.

"Ow~"

The manic roar of the tiger sounded in the audience's ears again, but this time, no one felt the arrogance or power from the roar of the tiger. There was only one feeling conveyed by this sound, that is, pain .

When the voice gradually became much quieter, Zhang Heng held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, stepped on the forehead of the white tiger in front of him with his right foot, and grabbed the blood shadow sword inserted under his left eye and raised it.

A bright red scar from its left face to its right eyebrow appeared on the white tiger's body as the blood shadow sword was pulled out from the white tiger's body.

Without waiting for the white tiger to howl, Zhang Heng stomped hard on its forehead, jumped up, jumped back, and landed firmly on the ground in front of the white tiger, and the white tiger was kicked by it. Step into the ground.

Bang.

The sound of the stone slab cracking followed the flying dust, and at the same time it completely drowned the white tiger's body, it was transmitted to the ears of the audience.

"It's so strong."

"The blood bat team is invincible, the blood bat team is awesome!"

Seeing that Zhang Heng knocked down the invincible white tiger to the ground with one kick, the audience cheered again, as if they were Zhang Heng, and were happy for Zhang Heng.

Facing the huge cheers for him from the audience, Zhang Heng did not move, his face was expressionless, and his eyes filled with dark red halos were fixed on the figure in the dust and mist.

"Originally, I planned to make two moves with you casually and let you win, but you don't seem to want me to do this. If so, then use all your strength to attack me. Let me see, this weapon How strong is the soul fusion technique!"

Zhang Heng thought to himself, flipping the hand holding the Blood Shadow Sword, he lifted the Blood Shadow Sword high, and then slashed downward, a blood-red sword aura that was tens of meters long flew out from the sword, Submerged into the dust mist with a scarlet dim light.

bang.

Under everyone's gaze, there was a loud crashing sound in the dust mist, as if something exploded inside, a strong air flow was blown from all directions of the dust mist, clearing all obstacles in an instant, and the white tiger reappeared in a slightly embarrassed figure in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the white tiger has a tall and broad body, its face is covered with blood, and there is a huge scar on its right front leg. It is showing its fangs, as if showing its majesty. However, its current appearance makes people wonder You won't even think it is majestic, and it may even make people feel that it is a bit pitiful.

Seeing his figure, Zhang Heng smiled slightly, and then six lights appeared beside him at the same time, two purple and four black, a total of six soul rings, forming a circle behind him, slowly turning.

Suddenly the circle stopped turning, and a black soul ring was just above his head, shining with light.

Zhang Heng stretched out his arm and opened his palm. In the middle of his palm, a dark red bead slowly spun, and in the center of the bead, a crimson vortex spun rapidly, swallowing the blood-red mist that emerged from Zhang Heng's palm.

Seeing the bead, the mighty white tiger immediately widened its eyes, and a look of fear flowed out of its eyes. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and his huge body rushed towards Zhang Heng with the whistling wind. Its speed Soon, it seemed as if something was driving it.

However, when it was more than ten meters away from Zhang Heng, the bead in Zhang Heng's hand had turned bright red, and the red light was shining brightly. He spit out four words expressionlessly.

"The blood fiend exploded."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, blood beads flew out, attacking the white tiger.

Seeing the flying thing that was flying and dragging the bright red streamer, the white tiger showed surprise, his front feet paddled the ground, trying to stop, but his huge body could not be controlled by it, the huge After the inertia brought it forward for several meters, it directly collided with the blood bead.

The blood beads did not cause any superficial injuries to it, but there was no trace of joy on the white tiger's face. On the contrary, the expression on its face was very strange, or rather, uncomfortable.

In the center of the arena, the white tiger stopped. Not far in front of it, Zhang Heng put away the blood shadow sword in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and counted down in his mouth.

"three."

"two."

"one."

When he finished speaking, a crack appeared from the word king on the tiger's forehead, and then, bang bang bang, after several bangs, the white tiger's body was covered with a net of cracks, and dark red light came from it. shine out.

boom.

A loud sound spread in the venue, the body of the white tiger exploded, turned into dots of light and slowly fell from the air, and two black shadows flew from the dots to the ground.

"Unfortunately, you don't seem to be able to do it."

After the corners of Zhang Heng's mouth trembled a few times, he returned to being ruthless.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

"The blood bat team is invincible, and the blood bat team must win."

"Win, he won."

Voices of joy sounded from every corner of the auditorium. It is conceivable that many people supported the Blood Bat team. However, they seem to have forgotten something, but there are still people who remember, they reminded.

"Have you forgotten, this is a seven-person soul fight."

"Ah! What."

At this moment, on the ring, five figures, led by a purple-haired girl, surrounded the handsome young man in a black suit.

"Do not!!!"

More than ten minutes later, when Zhang Heng was forced by the five people to vomit blood and fell to the bottom of the ring, after a short period of brewing in the auditorium, wailing sounds gathered from all over, forming a wave of wailing. Let men hear silence, and women hear the mournful sound of tears.

midnight.

The fourth mansion in Zhumeng Lane.

The main hall of the mansion was brightly lit.

On the main seat, Zhang Heng looked down with a pale face, and said indifferently to the partners who all lowered their heads, "Everyone, why are you all lowering your heads, look up at me."

"Brother Heng"

Yun Xue raised her head and looked at Zhang Heng, with tears in her eyes, she sobbed slightly and said, "We...we lost."

She made a good start, and then the blame meeting began in the hall.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been too hesitant to fight, there would be absolutely no way they would have five people left in the end."

Yan Fei thumped the handle of the chair, lowered his head and said while pressing his teeth.

"No, it's my fault. If I hadn't charged up at the end and was shot flying by the white tiger, we would have been able to drag each other until the end of the martial soul fusion."

Fan Ming closed his eyes, grasping the handle of the chair with his hands, his veins protruding.

"No, no, it's my fault. I was in a daze during the battle, and I was attacked by that white tiger. It's all my fault."

Lin Kai held his head and said regretfully.

"I"

Millie looked up at Zhang Heng, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Heng.

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's annoying to listen to. If you lose, you lose. We can't afford to lose. It's just a place directly leading to the promotion match. It's just the name of the first team. It doesn't matter."

Zhang Heng said in a flat tone, then he stood up from his seat, walked to the middle, his eyes swept over everyone's faces.

"But the result of this battle, you must keep it firmly in my heart."

"Remember, strength is not boasted by others, and strength will not appear out of thin air. There are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky. It is absolutely unacceptable to be complacent."

"Right now, we just lost an ordinary soul fighting competition, and what we lost was reputation and money, but if we lose in the soul master competition three months later, then you will lose Quan Xingluo The expectations placed on you by the empire, so, give me a good memory, what you have done tonight, and remember it in my heart."

"Okay, that's all for now, now, let me go down and rest."

"Brother Heng."

Yun Xue looked at Zhang Heng who was still expressionless as he sat back on the main seat, with a worried look on his face, and wanted to say something, but Millie took her arm and shook her head at her.

She hesitated for a moment, and after looking back at Zhang Heng a few times, she let Yun Xue pull her out of the living room.

After they all left, Zhang Heng stared out with wide eyes, took a few deep breaths, and the joy that had been suppressed for a long time burst out from his face.

"Wuhu, take off."

His joy is known to no one, and no one can comprehend it.

When the time came to the second day, Xing Luo Emperor was as usual, the sun was rising, small merchants opened their shops, or walked on the street with their loads, the pedestrians coming and going soon crowded the entire street. roads, and the news spread throughout the capital along with the people.

"What, you said that the Xingluo Royal Academy's team has been replaced! Are you kidding me? The previous team had three soul kings and above. Why would such a powerful team change? I believe you."

"What, you said that such an invincible team lost the game last night, I'm a ****, don't spread rumors to me, let me tell you, no, it's true."

It only took half a day for the news of Zhang Heng's team's defeat to spread throughout the entire Xingluo Imperial Capital with the help of people with intentions or unintentional intentions. In an instant, jokes about them spread throughout the streets and alleys.

But behind this joke is the disappointment of countless people.

(End of this chapter)