Douluo's God of Death is coming

It's too late, it's too soon.

Xiao Di's scythe chopped Cui Bin's ghost vine into pieces. The scythe's blade with black flames was only about half a meter away from Cui Bin's head.

What is that terrifying pressure? ?

The sweat dripped from Cui Bin's forehead instantly, and the heat of that moment made his soul feel like he was leaving his body in an instant.

It was like falling from the sky without any preparation.

This martial spirit is definitely not simple!

Cui Bin almost felt like he couldn't hold on anymore and was defeated!

Is this the genius student that Class Zero has been looking for for a month? Is this the innate gap? The martial spirit aura alone can defeat him!

Cui Bin collapsed a little.

boom--

The sickle was erected in front of Cui Bin, but he made no defensive or evasive moves.

"What's going on with Cui Bin? Are you distracted?"

"No, his legs are shaking!"

"That shouldn't be the case. His legs didn't even shake when he fought against Class Zero's Second Gran!"

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Several people in the first class began to murmur. They originally wanted to call Cui Bin to come on, but after taking a look at Yu Xiao, they didn't dare to call out.

"Hmph! Cui Bin, this guy, will lose his temper at the critical moment!"

Jing Yidao snorted coldly.

If Cui Bin knew what other people in the underground group were thinking at this moment, he would definitely yell.

"proceed if you can!"

The two-meter-long sickle was erected in front of Cui Bin, only half a meter away, but the black flames floating on the sickle made him feel terrifying.

Only at this moment did he fully feel the gaze from hell and the abyss.

In fact, at the beginning, before Cui Bin had time to feel the power of the death scythe, Xiao Di had already rushed to Cui Bin's side.

Cui Bin regretted why he didn't let the silver-haired boy release his martial spirit first. In that case, his strategy would have changed.

How dare he attack first? It would be good if he could defend passively and consume that kid's soul power.

However, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. Even if he could rub the boy a little, it would be fine. He still understood the poison of his own martial spirit.

Xiao Di used the upright sickle to kick Cui Bin directly in the chest.

click-

People next to the ring faintly heard the sound of Cui Bin's chest bones being kicked and broken.

hiss--

Everyone gasped, this kick was indeed very cruel.

boom--

Cui Bin was directly kicked to the edge of the ring by Xiao Di's kick. He struggled twice and breathed heavily.

Everyone even suspected that Cui Bin was letting off steam, because he clearly had a chance to avoid Xiaodi's kick just now, but he didn't make any movement with his body.

"Actor!?"

Everyone in Class only dared to whisper, after all, Cui Bin was still on the stage.

But Cui Bin still stood up.

puff--

Blood spurted out from the corner of Cui Bin's mouth. He had been seriously injured.

However, Xiao Di still didn't use all his strength, and his kick didn't use the power of the black flame in his martial soul.

"Just give up, you're already hurt!"

Xiaodi stood in the middle of the field, next to the black sickle. He did not continue to attack Cui Bin.

Cui Bin felt much better after being away from the Death Scythe. Although he was seriously injured, he understood the gap between himself and the silver-haired boy in front of him.

"Haha, admit defeat, do you all think I should admit defeat?"

Cui Bin shouted loudly, but his body was still hunched over and he let out a miserable laugh.

"I have lost enough over the years. This time, I don't want to admit defeat!"

Cui Bin smiled bitterly.

He recalled the cynicism he faced all the time when his family was in decline and he moved here.

"Look, that's the newly moved family. It's said that his family used to be noble!"

"Hey, nobles, then they are all very powerful soul masters!"

"Awesome, haha, if you were awesome, you wouldn't come to our place!"

"That's right. You're still pretending to be dressed so gorgeously. Aren't you afraid that our place will stain their clothes?"

"After all, it turns out that he is a noble!"

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He has been ridiculed by the people around him since he was a child, and he was even incompatible with and discriminated against by the children around him.

The key is that he doesn't have many chances anymore.

Next month, everyone in Class Zero will probably be promoted to soul masters, possessing the soul skills that are most suitable for them, the best soul beasts, and the most extreme years.

At that time, the gap between students in Classes to will become wider and wider than the gap between students in Class .

At that time, the gap in martial soul quality will be completely reflected.

Therefore, even if Cui Bin fights to the death, he must win a chance to obtain a high-quality soul ring. If he misses it, his counterattack will be even longer.

"Either I die on stage this time, or I will give you a chance to win!"

Cui Bin turned around and looked at everyone in Class and said.

"I admit that I was wrong, but not all mistakes can be forgiven. Maybe what God doesn't give me, no matter how tightly I clasp my arms, it will still leak out!"

Cui Bin murmured.

He recalled the past month. Every day he had to test the poison on himself. Even if the fierce ghost vine poison penetrated the body a little, it would cause cold sweat to spread all over the body in an instant, making people want to vomit and have diarrhea. How can ordinary people feel the feeling of weakness?

Although he had a premonition that he would lose this time, he still wanted to consume the silver-haired boy's soul power for his partner. If there was a chance, his ghost vine could hurt Xiaodi, that would be his only chance to win.

"Cui Bin, come down, you are already injured!"

The people in the first class looked at the blood in Cui Bin's mouth. He couldn't be acting. The sound of cracking bones was definitely not fake.

Then there can only be one explanation, and that is that the seventh person in Class Zero is very powerful.

"That's right, Cui Bin, leave it to us, we will continue to defend the honor of Class One!"

"Cui Bin, get out of here and leave it to me. I'll go up and kill him with a knife!"

Jing Yidao also shouted.

"That's right, come down, we still have a chance!"

The remaining seven people in class one began to get anxious. There were still major problems with their plan, but they didn't want anything to happen to Cui Bin.

After all, Cui Bin is his partner who gets along day and night.

They all regretted why they didn't believe Cui Bin just now.

"The opportunity will never come again. This is our last chance!"

Cui Bin endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and stood up again.

The seven people in class one had tears in their eyes, and they even had tears falling down unknowingly.

For the first time, they felt that Cui Bin had a real aristocratic spirit.

Although Cui Bin's little suit is no longer so neat at this moment.

His hair wasn't as clean as usual.

There were also a few bloody spots and bruises on the face he cared about most.

But he still stood up, straightening his back as straight as usual, and his standing posture still looked like a graceful noble prince.

"Cui Bin, come on!"

"Cui Bin, we believe you!"

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The remaining people in Class started cheering and shouting for Cui Bin, regardless of the looks in the eyes of Yu Xiao and the people in Class , and they didn't care that this was Class 's home field.

This time, even if they lose, they must lose with dignity.

"Cui Bin, you are a man. You will have to stand down for a while!"

Jing Yidao's voice was the most unpleasant, but his voice was still choked with sobs. He wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't.

This is a man's fight.

The emotions of the entire class were instantly aroused.

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