Douluo Zhibo Madara

"You are really amazing," Jerry said sincerely, still following Madara.

Jerry has been working in the Geno Grand Spirit Arena for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone like Madara fight directly across rings and levels, and it seems effortless and he can escape unscathed.

"It's just that the people here are too weak." Madara shook his head, feeling extremely bored.

"Then look, when will the next spirit fight be arranged for you?" Jerry asked insinuatingly.

"Wait until I come back."

"You mean to leave?" Jerry was a little confused. He was so eager to fight just now and even wanted to break through their spirit fighting field. Why did he suddenly change his mind now?

"I made a breakthrough and now I'm going to hunt for the soul ring," Madara said with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, obviously in a good mood.

"What?" Jerry exclaimed, losing his composure: "How old are you?"

"A strong man is not measured by his age." Madara turned around, tapped Jerry's chest with his finger, and said with great pride.

Jerry had recovered from the shock and asked with concern: "Do we need to arrange manpower?"

The reason why Jerry is so enthusiastic is not because of the good friendship between him and Madara, but because Madara allows her to see the huge benefits.

After all, the second level is just the beginning. After Madara grows up, he can also fight the third and fourth level soul masters, and the benefits will be much greater than those of the second level soul fighting.

"Of course I have to obtain my own power. Don't treat me like a waste." Madara said with a sneer.

In fact, Madara is very curious about what those people who rely on others to beat the soul beast half to death and then do the finishing touches themselves think.

Even if you have to rely on others to obtain your own strength, in Madara's view, such a person will never become a strong person.

"Then I wish you a safe journey." Jerry didn't try to hold him back. He knew that Madara would come back again.

Jerry has clearly seen Madara's intention. Madara even wants to penetrate the entire Soul Fighting Field, not just his Geno Great Soul Fighting Field.

Within a few days, Zebra rushed to the Star Forest, which was his destination.

Perhaps those spirit beasts kept in captivity in the empire could safely bring a good spirit ring to Madara, but they had long lost their wild nature and were unable to arouse Madara's interest.

So he arrived here, the Star Dou Forest, one of the three major gathering places for soul beasts on the mainland.It is also the place where many soul masters are most willing to come, because coming here means that they are going to hunt for soul rings and advance.

It was already dark when Madara arrived at the outskirts of the Star Forest, so he was not going to rest in a small town on the outskirts.

It is said to be a small town, but its prosperity is even higher than that of Notting City. There are numerous shops and a dazzling array of products. Even the passers-by on the street are all soul masters, which makes people feel dazzled.

It's such a familiar smell.

Madara stopped on the street, took a deep breath, and sighed with some satisfaction.

Heaven for the strong, hell for the weak, and a lawless place, these can all be used to describe this place.

Behind the superficial prosperity, there are endless battles, the battle between soul masters and soul beasts, the battle between merchants and customers, and even the battle between soul masters and soul masters.

But Madara's first priority right now is to fill his hungry stomach.Madara is actually not very picky about food, as long as it can fill his stomach and restore his strength.

As a ninja in his previous life, he had never suffered anything, even snakes and insects could be eaten even if he was extremely hungry.

"It tastes really good." Madara randomly found a restaurant and started to eat happily.

The meat in the shop here is all soul beast meat. Compared with the livestock meat that I ate before, the taste is much better, and the energy content is also very high. It is really the best choice to replenish physical strength.

"Boss, please bring all the delicious food and drinks you have here." A shout came from the door before anyone arrived.

Is there something wrong?

Madara frowned. In his opinion, only a fool would do such a thing.

Most of the people sitting here eating are desperadoes who have seen blood. Being so arrogant may anger them.

There are two results. The first is that he thinks you are fat and robs you of your money. The second is that he not only robs your money but also kills people.

Although Ben is not afraid of those people, he will feel troublesome if they get entangled with them.

Madara raised his head and looked at the door. A pretty girl walked in swaggering, not paying attention to the eyes of other people in the store.

The girl is wearing a purple dress that wraps around her slender figure. Her skin is as white and soft as a baby, and paired with her slightly immature but arrogant little face. She looks heroic and has firmly attracted the attention of countless male animals. .

Madara, a wealthy lady who doesn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts, commented like this.

"Hurry up, I'm starving," the girl shouted impatiently.

"Little sister, you are hungry, come and sit at the table with me." A big man with a scar on his face, who looked very fierce, said with a lewd smile.

Several companions nearby burst into laughter.

The girl glanced at them in disgust, and then said with great disdain: "Why do you think you are as fat as a pig but you want to imitate a dog and bite people?"

Several big men immediately stopped working, stood up and overturned the table, looking like they were about to cause trouble.

"You've really given me shame, little bitch," a tall and thin soul master cursed, while casually picking up a plate from another table and throwing it over.

The chopsticks in Madara's hand stopped in the air, and the food he had not finished was thrown out.

Very good, very good, very good

A little soul master actually dared to throw Uchiha Madara's food at him. Even Hashirama didn't disrespect him so much.

As long as Madara takes off his weight, uses his soul power and chakra, and adds his own ninja tools, he will still not be afraid of even a three-ringed soul master.

Madara saw the hand of the tall and thin soul master reaching out again, grabbed it directly, and then pressed it hard on the table.

"Who gave you the courage to throw away my food?" Madara raised his head without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes, and looked at the tall and thin soul master.

The tall and thin soul master was slightly startled when he saw the killing intent in Madara's eyes, but he didn't care.

He tried to withdraw his arm but failed, turned around and threatened: "Boy, don't show off, wait until I finish taking care of that little bitch, and then I will come and take care of you."

"Are you looking down on me?" Madara slowly turned his wrist, bending the soul master's arm at a weird angle.

"Ahhhhhh" the tall and thin soul master couldn't help but cry out in pain, screaming at the top of his lungs.

The other "third" soul masters, when they see their companions being bullied, don't be prepared to come over to make Madara look good.

Madara casually threw the soul master out, not even preparing to pull out the sickle and fan from his back, letting these rubbish people know how powerful they are: "I'm just a bunch of rubbish, and I'll stay with you until the end."

"You seem to be brave." The cold and arrogant girl was still sitting there, holding her chin and preparing to watch a good show.

"I thought I heard someone scolding our granddaughter just now, old man." Two hunched figures opened the door and slowly walked in.

Eight soul rings appeared behind one of them, and Contra's momentum immediately suppressed the entire audience.