Douluo's God of Death is coming

On the stage of zero class

Xiao Di looked at Xiao Jun, who was hunched over and ready to receive his next attack, and he hesitated because he couldn't guarantee that Xiao Jun would still be standing after his next attack.

Xiaodi was very embarrassed.

He still liked this little boy very much.

He felt that Xiaojun was at least a responsible, responsible person who lived hard and worked hard to make progress.

But there is a bit of a shaft and a bit of stubbornness.

But Xiao Di’s mother fan outside the window began to be unhappy.

"If you're not strong enough, why don't you just stay in the audience? Why are you on stage?"

"That's right, isn't this embarrassing our little angel!"

"Xiao Di let things go, but he's still not happy about it. He really thinks of himself as a person!"

"Poor people must be hateful. They embarrass themselves and most importantly disgust others. That's enough!"

"Go down!"

"That's right, go down!"

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Douluo Continent is a world where strength is paramount. Xiaojun's strength is average and he is not a very popular type. Coupled with his bad background and poor appearance, he instantly became the object of disgust for many people outside Class Zero.

Seeing Xiao Di in trouble, some girls started shouting at Xiao Jun to get off the ring.

The noisy sound made the group of five people in the audience look a little embarrassed. After all, they are children and are very thin-skinned.

But the five members of the first class can't shout for Xiaojun to come down. They stepped forward for the first class!

For a moment, Xiaojun was very embarrassed.

The classmates he didn't know outside the window hated him, and he put his classmates in class in a dilemma. Xiaodi on the stage was also hesitant.

It seems that the whole world doesn't like Xiaojun.

Xiaojun wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

How about that!

I have never been liked by the people here. Since they don't like me here, I just don't get along with them.

People here don't like themselves, so they have less sense of existence.

Xiaojun held back the tears without falling. He still opened his mouth and smiled with his teeth exposed.

He won't cry, he will face it all with a smile, because pain and sadness are hard to empathize with.

What Xiaojun has to do is hide himself.

In the slums, he deeply understood that the heavy rain in the world was torrential, and everything in the world was struggling to survive.

He also understood that no one understood him, and no one was willing to bear anything for him.

As long as you protect the only thing you care about, it's a rare thing!

"Come on, you represent Class , and I represent Class . We carry the honor of both Classes at the same time. Please respect your opponents!"

Xiaojun told Xiaodi with his sincere eyes that he was protecting the things he cared about in his own way.

"I understand what I am doing, and please understand what you are doing!"

Xiaojun said these words with a smile.

But that kind of laughter is lonely and humble.

"I cherish being able to be friends with you, but I hope our friendship is simple."

Looking at Xiaodi who was still hesitating and not taking action, Xiaojun could only continue to speak.

"Okay, I understand, I respect your choice!"

Although it was difficult for Xiao Di to understand Xiaojun in front of him, all he could do was fulfill his wish.

"Next, I will use my full strength!"

"Come on, I've been ready!"

Xiaojun said this happily.

His body squatted down slightly again, and he crossed his hands and grasped his martial soul dagger tightly. His whole body was like a big Z-shape. This ensured that when the death sickle struck, most of the impact force could be removed. rather than causing direct harm to the body.

At least, he can reduce the risk of being knocked unconscious.

If he wasn't knocked unconscious, he could carry it one more time.

"cut!"

Xiao Di started to swing the huge scythe again, and the blade of the scythe hit Xiaojun hard. Xiaojun didn't make any unnecessary moves. After he saw the direction of the scythe, he quickly started to defend with his dagger.

call--

Everyone in the audience could clearly hear the black flames whizzing by, the strong wind and the huge whistling sound.

boom--

The two people on the stage seemed to have a tacit understanding. One hit the ball very accurately, and the other caught it very accurately.

But it is really difficult for Xiaojun to take Xiaodi's attack forcefully.

He was still knocked out, but after that, he rolled on the ground several times and managed to relieve a lot of force.

At this moment, he was only one step away from the edge of the ring.

But he persisted and did not roll down, because if he did not consume more opponents, the first class was likely to be defeated by seven or even eight!

Also, the remaining five people in class one obviously no longer have any desire to fight, and he still wants to awaken the fighting power of the remaining five people.

So he struggled to his feet again.

"Haha, look, I'm not coming next!"

With that said, Xiaojun took many steps forward and returned to Xiaodi again.

But this time, his left arm did not rise again, because when he landed, his arm hit the floor in a head-on position and was directly fractured.

Looking at Xiaojun, who was in ragged clothes and seriously injured, but could still laugh, the originally noisy classroom outside became quiet at this moment.

Because no one would blame someone who works so hard.

No one wants to blame such a poor person.

The five people in class one looked at each other, with remorse, guilt, and anger in their eyes.

Because among the five people, there are people who are much stronger than Xiaojun, but they just didn't have the courage to stand up.

Just now they even thought about letting Xiaojun come down.

But looking at Xiaojun, who was walking towards the seventh member of Class Zero step by step, they felt more and more ashamed that they didn't have that courage and responsibility.

"Come on, Xiaojun!"

"Come on, Class ! Come on, Xiaojun!"

"Xiaojun, awesome!"

"Xiaojun, Niubi!"

When Xiaojun on the stage heard this, he was naturally very excited. He understood better that his responsibility was about to be completed, and the energy that the class should have was summoned again.

This is what Xiaojun wants.

"well done!"

Xiao Di thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any suitable words to praise Xiao Jun.

"I feel like I just did what I should do. Class One will not lose, at least, it won't lose so ugly!"

The closer Xiao Jun got to Xiao Di, the more he felt the aura on his body attracting him, as if it was the attraction of a martial spirit. He was not afraid of the exaggerated, weird and huge scythe.

I even think the sickle looks pretty!

"Come on, Xiaodi, I will fight you for real once in my fighting style!"

Xiaojun held the dagger in his right hand and bowed his body slightly. This was the posture of launching a surprise attack. His martial soul destined him to be an assassin-like soul master.

Xiaojun, who felt that he had completed his mission, no longer cared how long he could stay on stage.

What he has to do is to make the last attack on the stage an attack in his own way. In this way, it was not in vain for him to enter the arena of Class Zero.

"Come on, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Xiao Di stretched out his death scythe forward. From the beginning to the end, he respected this opponent.

disease!

Xiaojun's speed was so fast that the students outside the window exclaimed.

They thought Xiaojun's strength was very poor, but they didn't expect him to be so fast.

"Is that the same sloppy little boy just now!?"

"This speed, so fast!"

"How can he be a simple person when he can stand in the ring on behalf of the first class!"

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Indeed, being able to stand here already shows his strength. Among the more than two hundred students in the school, his strength can be ranked at least in the top fifty!

However, even if he was fast and rushed to Xiao Di's side, there was only one possibility of losing.

Because, Xiaodi’s feet are faster!

prick!

Just when Xiaojun's dagger pierced Xiaodi's shoulder, Xiaodi had already kicked Xiaojun in the chest.

boom--

Xiaojun flew out in response, and this time he flew directly out of the ring. The five people in the first class rushed over instantly and caught the injured and unconscious Xiaojun.

After all, the small army that actively defends can not be knocked unconscious. The small army that gives up defense and turns to attack is not Xiao Di's one-stop general at all.

At this point, Xiaodi defeated three people with three kicks!

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