Clown Douluo of Douluo continent

"Then I'll go first."

A fat man walked out next to the young man and walked towards Xu Mo eagerly.

Xu Mo's eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that this fat man had chosen him.

"You, come with me."

Xu Mo stood up. Although he was an auxiliary, his body had undergone some training. He didn't believe that this fat man dared to hit hard, so it didn't matter if he got beaten a few times. If he hid quickly enough, he might be able to survive. No need to be beaten.

With the fat man leading the way, the children of the elders behind the young man also began to look for the opponent they had already chosen.

"Your name is Xu Mo, right?"

The fat man asked arrogantly, jumping and posing, and the fat on his body began to shake. Xu Mo suppressed a smile and nodded.

"Remember your grandfather, my name is Wu Hao. In the next few months, you will be my exclusive punching bag. When a new disciple comes, your life in hell will be over."

After the fat man said that, he punched Xu Mo. Xu Mo turned to one side and dodged the punch. The punch missed. The fat man was not in a hurry and whipped Xu Mo with his leg.

Xu Mo stretched out his hands to catch the kick, and with a strong effort on his wrists and arms, he threw the fat man away.

"Ouch me"

The fat man got up from the ground. He was the first one in the group to be beaten, which made him feel humiliated.

"Martial Soul Possession"

The fat man began to grow taller and stronger, until he looked like a gorilla from the back.

A yellow soul ring on his body surprised Xu Mo. He was indeed the child of the elders, and his first soul ring was a hundred years old.

You must know that the most recognized soul ring configuration on Douluo Continent is yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black.

"Boy, are you ready to be beaten? If you don't want to be beaten so hard by me that you can't get out of bed, I'll call out your martial arts spirit."

Fatty's martial soul has become much more confident after possessing him, and Xu Mo naturally won't let him get too big of a deal, even though his straw clown is of little use in a duel, and may even be a hindrance.

"Thirteenth-level auxiliary soul master."

As soon as the scarecrow behind Xu Mo appeared, Wu Hao couldn't help laughing. Wu Hao pointed at the scarecrow behind Xu Mo and smiled:

"It's really funny that someone has awakened such a waste martial soul and is still a clown. Moreover, he still has a ten-year soul ring. What is your soul skill? It won't make me laugh to death. Hahahaha."

Xu Mo looked at the white ten-year soul ring on the straw clown, his expression unchanged. Only he knew how terrifying his mysterious ten-year soul ring was.

Seeing that his words were of no use to Xu Mo, Wu Hao stopped talking nonsense. Now he just wanted to beat this kid up.

The yellow soul ring on Wu Hao lit up, making Xu Mo look at Wu Hao nervously. Wu Hao had already used his first soul skill. Although it seemed that nothing special had happened, Xu Mo could guarantee that if he If you dare to look down, you will definitely be beaten badly.

"take a gamble"

The white soul ring on Xu Mo also lit up, making Wu Hao on the opposite side a little more cautious. Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid either. His grandfather had always taught him not to underestimate the enemy.

In Xu Mo's consciousness, a gift box with a clown pattern appeared. As the gift box was opened, Xu Mo also knew what his gift was this time.

"Gan"

Xu Mo's face turned dark, and he almost lost his balance. His third-level soul power dropped by more than half after 2 minutes, making Xu Mo feel weaker than ever before.

Wu Hao, who was opposite Xu Mo, had a strange look on his face. According to his perception, the soul power of the guy in front of him suddenly dropped a lot. Does a soul skill with a ten-year soul ring actually require so much soul power? Something is wrong, is it possible? There must be no strange effect

So, the two of them were in a stalemate like this for a minute, you looked at me and I looked at you.

In other places, many battles had ended, so some people turned their attention to Xu Mo. After all, it was rare to see the outer disciples being able to stalemate with them.

"Hey, Wu Hao, what are you waiting for? If you haven't done anything yet, a ten-year soul ring scared you."

A young man teased Wu Hao, and Wu Hao's expression was not good-looking. No matter how cautious he was, this boy only had a ten-year soul ring. It was unjustifiable to be frightened by a ten-year soul ring.

"No matter what the situation is, I will fight hard."

Wu Hao's eyes were filled with khaki soul power, and his body was full of soul power, and he rushed towards Xu Mo.

"Gan obviously the effect will be gone in one minute, now I will definitely lose with this punch."

When Wu Hao rushed to Xu Mo with only three bodies left, nothing unusual happened, which made Wu Hao feel relieved. Boy, just wait and lie down for half a month.

"Clown Gift Box"

Xu Mo shouted, and the white soul ring flashed. When Wu Hao's fist was only three inches away from Xu Mo, Wu Hao seemed to see a gift box with a clown pattern opened in front of him.

Then, a soft punch landed on Xu Mo's face.

"Wu Hao, what are you doing tickling this kid? Hahahaha"

The young masters around him all laughed. In their eyes, Wu Hao suddenly withdrew his soul power when he was about to hit Xu Mo with a punch. Without his soul power, how could he, who was only 12 years old, hit Xu Mo?

Wu Hao's face was also red with anger. He didn't know what happened to him. Just when he was about to punch this kid away, his soul power suddenly declined a lot. As a result, his soul power could not be restored and the punch was lost. power.

"My soul power dropped by three levels. What's going on?"

Wu Hao stared at Xu Mo in front of him. It was obvious that this was a good thing done by this boy.

"Hey, Wu Hao seems to have really lost his soul power."

"what's going on"

People around them gathered around and looked at Xu Mo and Wu Hao. After all, this was the first time they had seen their soul power levels suddenly drop during the battle.

"Give me back my soul power"

Wu Hao gritted his teeth and said to Xu Mo, he originally had seventeenth level soul power, but now he has dropped three levels of soul power and is only fourteenth level. This is a year of hard training. If he is gone like this, he will be dead. Find a way to kill this kid.

Xu Mo was also a little frightened, even with his adult temperament, he was a little scared. At that time, he also took a gamble. If the soul power increased by two levels, Wu Hao might kill him with one punch.

"what's the situation"

The teenager with the highest status among the teenagers also came to the middle and looked at Wu Hao and Xu Mo, whose faces were red.

Wu Hao glanced at Xu Mo fiercely, and then said to the young man:

"Mr. Ning, this kid used a magic method to reduce my soul power by three levels."

Ning Shao looked at Xu Mo with curiosity in his eyes: "What Wu Hao said is true."

Xu Mo was silent for a while, and then said:

"It is indeed my fault that his soul power has declined."

This caused an uproar among the people around. There was such a strange thing that caused the soul power level to drop. This was a fatal blow to the soul master.

Ning Shao showed curiosity, looked at the straw clown and the ten-year soul ring behind Xu Mo, and asked:

"It's your soul skill"

Xu Mo nodded. The next moment, his sluggish soul power suddenly recovered and returned to the thirteenth level. This surprised the people around him even more. The soul power in this kid's body returned to the thirteenth level.

At the same time, they also set their sights on Wu Hao. In their eyes, since Xu Mo recovered, Wu Hao should also recover, but Wu Hao was still crying, and his soul power was not there yet.

Ning Shao frowned and said to Xu Mo:

"Let Wu Hao's soul power be restored. You should be able to find a way."

Xu Mo said awkwardly:

"I can't control this. The soul power will be restored automatically after 2 minutes."

Hearing what Xu Mo said, Wu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Mo with curiosity in his eyes. This was the first time he had seen such a soul skill.

Ning Shao was slightly thoughtful. This year seemed to be different. After thinking about it, Ning Shao said to Xu Mo:

"What is your first soul skill?"

Xu Mo didn't want to hide it. Although it was a bit weird, it was still a magical skill. As long as he could attract some attention, the tilt of resources was inevitable.

"My first soul skill is called the Clown's Gift Box. There is a 50.00% chance of drawing a beneficial enhancement, and a 50.00% chance of drawing a negative effect. Just now, both of our soul powers dropped by three levels because of the negative effect."

There was a rare look of surprise in Mr. Ning's eyes. He actually had such a magical soul skill and only had a ten-year soul ring.