Douluo's arrogance

Notting City is four hundred miles away from the Soul Hunting Forest. It is not long, but it is not short either. It was already the evening of the second day when Zhao Bai arrived at the Soul Hunting Forest.

When Zhao Bai stepped out of the carriage, what he saw was a small town, or a market, with a large number of houses and simple man-made paths crisscrossing it.

After walking out of the market and arriving at the outskirts of the forest, a huge steel fence surrounded both sides of the forest. The height of the fence was about ten meters, and there were a large number of spikes growing on the other side of the forest.

Outside the fence, a group of hundreds of well-disciplined soldiers wearing full body armor and holding long guns were patrolling back and forth.

It was getting late, and Zhao Bai was not going to go into the soul-hunting forest now. The forest in the dark was a hundred times more dangerous than during the day. There was insufficient light at night, so he couldn't look for soul beasts when he went in, and it was easy to be ambushed.

It happens to be time for dinner now. Fill your stomach and rest early. You can recharge yourself and go into the forest tomorrow without any delay.

I found a restaurant that was neither big nor small, went in, ordered a green vegetable, and started eating with a bowl of rice. To explain, in this restaurant, you order food and pay, and the meal is free, and there is no limit on the number of bowls.

"Boss, have another bowl." Under the surprised looks of the clerk and other customers, Zhao Bai raised the bowl in his hand. If they remembered correctly, this sentence had appeared nine times.

Finally, Zhao Bai put down the bowl and chopsticks, burped, patted his bulging belly, and left the restaurant happily under the boss's gloomy gaze.

I found a remote corner in the market, not afraid of being dirty, not afraid of cold, not afraid of being bumped into. I hugged my things and watched the hurried footsteps of pedestrians in the distance. I slowly closed my eyes. Soon, I heard the sound of breathing. Slow down gently.

In the early morning, as soon as it dawned, Zhao Bai dressed up, checked whether everything was complete, and prepared to leave for the Soul Hunting Forest. After sleeping on the ground for a night, Zhao Bai didn't feel any discomfort in his body.

It's not like Zhao Bai hasn't thought about finding a soul hunting team, but he doesn't have gold soul coins to hire any soul master. Even if he joins a team that requires a warrant, it's too easy for a soul master to kill people and get goods without having to pay or take risks to help hunt. With a soul ring, you can get a third-level Soul Palace token, killing two birds with one stone, and who will investigate whether a soul warrior who needs to hunt a soul beast alone survives?

Zhao Bai would rather be killed by a soul beast than die by being betrayed.

Zhao Bai swallowed the bun in his hand and handed the order to the soldier captain who was responsible for checking the order. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the three marks on the order. He took it from Zhao Bai and looked carefully. It was indeed the third class of Wuhun Palace. Warrant, how could such a noble thing be held in the hands of a child.

The soldier captain still knows his responsibilities and can enter this soul-hunting forest with a warrant. Without asking too much, he turned around and ordered the soldiers to open a passage.

Zhao Bai took a deep breath, clenched his fists, his eyes became determined, and stepped into the door resolutely.

"Hundred-year soul ring, soul master, I'm here."

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After walking through the passage, the air became fresh. Zhao Bai carefully observed the surrounding situation before slowly walking towards the interior of the forest.

Zhao Bai didn't have the skills to explore the path. He had to walk carefully and explore step by step. Two hours later, he was still on the outskirts of the forest.

Along the way, he also saw many soul beasts that he had read about in books, such as colorful cats, lonely bamboos, ghost wolves, etc. Just looking at them from a distance, most of the ten-year soul beasts did not have a strong desire to attack. They rarely attack humans if approached or provoked. While walking, recall their characteristics, habits, skills, etc. in your mind and compare them one by one.

It's normal to see more soul beasts that I still don't recognize. There are thousands of soul beasts. How can I recognize them all after reading a few books?

Zhao Bai continued on his way, walked for a while, and then stopped in place without any warning, his movements stiff.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, dripping down to his chin. When he was checking his surroundings just now, he accidentally saw a section of scales leaking out of the grass, but it was quickly hidden in the grass. It was very close, within 10 meters, and he still hadn't felt the breath of the soul beast in front of him. If you hadn't caught a glimpse of it accidentally, you would have walked a few more steps and walked right in front of it without even realizing it.

There are two situations, one is that this soul beast has a strong hiding ability, and the other is that this soul beast is too powerful for Zhao Bai to detect. Zhao Bai hopes it is the former one.

Zhao Bai concentrated his mind and squatted down slightly, ready to escape at any time if something went wrong. This distance is no longer suitable for using bows and arrows. If the soul beast is not killed by one arrow, he will have no space and time to dodge.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence. I don't know when the air became a little fishy, ​​with a faint sweetness and tea fragrance.

Zhao Bai had already thought about what kind of soul beast it was, but he wanted to deny this guess. If it was really that soul beast, his chances of escape were slim.

Zhao Bai did not run away immediately, but maintained his posture. He still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the soul beast would not notice him and would just rest after being full.

"Silk~", the snake's cry was accompanied by a rustling sound, and a dark green triangular snake head suddenly appeared in the grass ahead. A pair of small ruby-like eyes stared at Zhao Bai closely, with a clear goal.

"Sure enough, it's you, Mandala Snake!" Zhao Bai roared angrily, turned around and rushed in the direction he came from, all in one movement. Generally, snakes do not attack humans who stand still, but this does not include the Datura snake. This kind of snake's desire to attack is not generally strong, and it will almost always attack when it encounters a human.

I tried hard to recall all the information about the Datura Snake. The Datura Snake is extremely poisonous. Its venom has a paralyzing effect and is very destructive to the body's nerves. It is one of the top soul beasts with poison attributes. The body scales are extremely tough, and its weak points are its mouth and eyes, but these two locations are well protected and its speed is extremely fast.

The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. The sword was hard to hurt, the dagger was useless, the poison was so strong, he couldn't move after being bitten, he was so fast, he couldn't run away without being bitten, and his strength was better than Zhao Bai, crushing him in every aspect.

I can't fight anymore, I can't run anymore, can I just wait for death?

Smelling the fishy smell coming from the back of his head, at the critical moment, Zhao Bai jumped and rolled to the left, turned over and looked at the place where he was just now.

As soon as the datura snake landed on the ground, it bounced into the nearby grass like a spring, making a rustling sound.

Although the Mandala Snake is very fast, Zhao Bai can still see its body clearly. Its length is definitely more than three meters, even close to four meters. Before the Mandala Snake evolves into a thousand-year soul beast, it needs to cultivate for every additional year. Because, the body will increase by one centimeter, which is definitely close to four hundred years.

"So it's you, it's you." Zhao Bai was extremely angry. There was no doubt that it was the mixed snake that bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong, hanging out outside the Soul Hunting Forest all day long and was killed by Tang Sanxiu. Zhao Bai definitely didn't believe that this was another four-legged snake. A century-old mandala snake, no other top soul beast like the mandala snake is too rare.

"Although I'm not as good as Tang San, it's not that easy for you to eat me. Martial spirit, possession."

A gray mist came from nowhere and enveloped Zhao Bai. Suddenly, a palm stretched out from the mist and pushed hard. The mist dissipated, revealing the bronze figure inside.

Compared to before he was possessed by Wuhun, Zhao Bai's figure was much larger. His muscles all over his body were swollen, and his clothes were torn apart. His long black hair was spread wildly behind him, and a pair of sharp horns were slightly bent to both sides. Soaring straight into the sky, it seems to be making a hole in the sky.

A pair of hands has doubled in size. The biggest change is his feet, or rather the hooves of the cow. The iron pillar-like hooves of the cow hit the ground heavily, raising dust and making it unshakable.

The air around him seemed to become heavier and more solid, especially evil.

With a slight shake of his shoulders, he dropped the baggage and bow and arrows to the ground, kicking them aside gently to prevent them from being damaged in the subsequent battle.

He spread his hooves slightly, lowered his waist, and slowly leaned forward with his upper body, raising his hands in front of him, ready to parry the attack of the mandala snake at any time. With his speed, he could not avoid the attack of the mandala snake, so he also Don't run away, keep unchanged in response to all changes.

As for why he ran without being possessed by a martial spirit, it was because the Qing Niu martial spirit only increased strength and defense, but not speed.

Although he did not run away, he still ran for more than ten meters. The grass here was much sparser than the grass where he had just escaped. The whereabouts of the Datura Snake could still be predicted.

Zhao Bai was extremely lucky that it was daytime and there was enough light. If it were night and the lights were on, he wouldn't know how he died. He didn't have night vision.

Concentrate, hold your breath, listen to the rustling sound of the datura snake rubbing against the ground and grass blades, and constantly adjust your body in the direction of the datura snake. He has only one chance to escape the pursuit of the Datura Snake.

coming!

Playing the song, the whip-like body of the mandala snake flew towards Zhao Bai.

Regardless of whether the snake is venomous or non-venomous, their initial attack method is to bounce towards the target, and then open their mouths to bite the opponent.

Zhao Bai was waiting for this opportunity, looking at the triangular snake head getting closer and closer in his sight. The open mouth of the snake was close at hand, and he could clearly see two large fangs.

Strangely, Zhao Bai didn't feel any fear or tension. The surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared. He could feel the blood rushing in the blood vessels and hear the beating of the heart. His pupils were dilated and the speed of the mandala snake seemed to slow down. When he got down, he naturally stretched his hands up and down in front of him, easily holding the mandala snake's mouth, and then slid back half a meter to stabilize his body.

The bite force of poisonous snakes is generally not very strong. With Zhao Bai's strength, he could even open the mandala snake's mouth wider, but Zhao Bai did not do this. He knew that the snake's mouth could be opened 180 degrees, so This snake is close to four meters in size and can directly swallow Zhao Bai, who is only eight years old now.

Zhao Bai used both hands to forcefully close the snake's mouth. He stepped forward with a cow's hoof, holding the snake's head to the ground with both hands. He pressed the snake's head and jaw with his right hand, freed his left hand, raised it, made a fist, gathered strength, and hammered a fist as big as a sandbag. Toward the mandala snake's left eye.

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