Douluo's God of Death is coming

Li Xiaojun's half step back still made Xiao Di's heart tremble.

Because he was so cautious just now, he was like a frightened kitten on the roadside, weak but trying to get close to other creatures.

He wants to win the attention and love of others, but is afraid of being hurt.

In fact, he has suffered a lot of damage invisibly.

However, he still maintains an optimistic attitude, and he also doesn't like the slightest kindness from others, because if it's just a little bit, he will fight for it regardless of his own safety.

He lacks love so much!

This is why just now, Xiaojun mustered up the courage to say those words to Xiaodi - will you be my friend?

Just because Xiaodi responded to him.

A sentence that made Xiaojun feel the same.

"Legion Li Xiaojun, a seventh-level agility and attack spirit warrior, please give me your advice!"

With that said, Li Xiaojun became serious.

Black-red soul power began to appear in his hands and condensed into his martial soul.

It was a dagger, about thirty-five centimeters long, and the blade was about three or four centimeters wide. It had a very special shape. It was a dangerous weapon no matter how you looked at it.

The dagger is completely black, with only the blade part being blood red, and even glowing red.

The shape looks very fierce and the blood groove is very deep. It is difficult for Xiaodi to imagine that such a young man with low self-esteem but sunshine has such a perverted martial spirit.

But his martial spirit is indeed a mutated martial spirit.

His father and mother were both old men from the slums, and their martial spirits were kitchen knives. He didn't expect that his generation would mutate into such a weird weapon.

Xiaodi couldn't help but be a little surprised after taking a look.

However, Xiao Di was not qualified to say that this weapon was abnormal. After all, his own martial spirit looked even more abnormal. The shape of the Death Scythe is definitely very strange in Douluo Continent.

"The martial arts comparison is so different, how can we fight!"

"Is that a problem? The key is that the difference in soul power between the two is even greater!"

"Soul power? I think the biggest difference is the body. Even Jing Yi Dao can't withstand that kick. Do you think this skinny boy can resist it!?"

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At this time, the students from other classes outside the door began to quarrel, because everyone knew that the boy in front of them was definitely no match for Xiaodi from Class Zero.

It’s just a matter of how long it can last!

"I'm going!"

Xiaodi still said hello first. Although he also felt that Xiaojun in front of him was vulnerable, he also had to respect others.

"cut--"

With that said, Xiao Di launched a heavy blow directly at Li Xiaojun.

The two-meter-long sickle, with strong black flames, black smoke and howling wind, struck Li Xiaojun with great power.

On the other hand, Li Xiaojun did not make any huge moves.

His eyes became extremely determined.

His body slowly arched up, his knees slightly bent, his hands lifted up, and both hands grasped the strange-looking dagger.

"What kind of action is this!?"

The people in the audience began to carefully observe the movements of Xiao Di and Xiao Jun.

Everyone began to guess what the purpose of his action was. Was it some special attack posture?

Impossible, he should know that the guy from Class Zero on the stage is also very good at close range.

All five people's faces were filled with doubts.

Li Xiaojun’s purpose was quickly understood.

The purpose of his posture was to receive Xiao Di's heavy blow.

Li Xiaojun has carefully watched Xiaodi's two games in the audience.

In the first scene, when Xiaodi was slashing against Cui Bin's ghost vine, Xiaojun discovered his precise sword skills and extremely fast speed, so he couldn't dodge the slash and couldn't escape. The only way was Hard next.

In the second game, when Xiao Di was fighting Jing with a knife, Xiao Jun discovered that in addition to his precise knife skills, he also had a strong close combat ability, so his personal dagger tactics were ineffective.

You can't dodge it from a distance and you can't hit it at close range.

Xiaojun had to consume his opponent's physical strength and soul power. The best way, and the most hopeless way, was to take Xiaodi's slashing attack forcefully.

All his previous actions were to make himself less hurt.

That's right, he was the seventh person who couldn't beat Class Zero.

Yes, he is not a genius or a talent.

But he knew his responsibility.

boom--

Xiao Di's powerful knife struck Li Xiaojun's dagger mercilessly.

The heavy sickle carries a rotating speed. From the perspective of Newtonian mechanics and analytical mechanics, the impact force is the product of speed and mass. However, this world does not seem to be governed by Newton.

In short, Xiao Di's slashes are extremely powerful.

puff~

Xiaojun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the impact of the heavy slashes had already injured Xiaojun's internal organs.

He couldn't even withstand just one slash.

Although Xiaojun had taken defensive measures and he knew that he would be injured, he did not expect that the gap between himself and Class Zero was still so huge.

"You lose, Xiaojun, go down, you won't be able to catch the next move!"

Xiao Di felt a little sorry for the thin boy in front of her.

But what he didn't expect was that the little boy stood up directly, without even shaking or staggering. He simply wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his arm.

"Haha, I'm fine, come again!"

Xiaojun still smiled, the same warm and kind smile as when he first entered the ring.

It was as if he had not been injured. Only the blood on his right arm recorded the injury he had just suffered.

"You, you can't withstand my next slash!"

Xiao Di knew the power of his slashing, which could cut a thick tree in half. How could such a thin and malnourished boy endure this!

"My mission hasn't been completed yet, how can I go down there!"

Xiaojun smiled, but his body had already moved again, exactly the same as before, still the same set of defensive movements.

But the brilliance in his eyes was very dazzling.

"cut--"

Xiao Di felt Xiao Jun's stubbornness and could only continue to attack, but the force was much weaker than before. Since Xiao Di decided that he wanted Xiao Jun to be his friend, he would not hurt his friend.

All he needs to do next is knock Xiao Jun back a step with every attack. In the end, he will definitely be forced off the ring by himself.

boom--

Xiaojun took the blow again.

But this time he was not as seriously injured as before, he just took a step back.

"Hey, this time, Xiaojun actually blocked it!"

"What are you blocking? It's obviously the seventh member of Class Zero who has let loose!"

"That's right, he probably didn't even use % of his power in this slash!"

"That's it, it's good to use up Class Zero's energy like this!"

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The other five people in Class whispered in the audience.

However, Xiaojun's face on the stage had changed and became ugly. He no longer had the smile and the sunshine just now.

His body was shaking a little, although he was obviously not injured.

"Are you pitying me?"

Xiaojun's eyes became very cold, he just looked at Xiaodi and asked.

"you···"

Xiaodi didn't know what to say when faced with Xiaojun's questioning.

Because he can't say that he is letting him go, let alone that he is pitying him.

"I hope to be your friend, but at the same time I hope you can respect me!"

Xiaojun also sincerely hopes to be Xiaodi's friend. He feels that Xiaodi has an aura that attracts him. He doesn't know what it is, but he cherishes the opportunity to meet him.

He doesn't want his friends to pity him, he just wants their relationship to be pure and simple.

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