Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Contra" Someone couldn't help but screamed when they saw the eight soul rings, and then they were pressed heavily to the ground and couldn't move.

how so

The few soul masters who had just provoked them were now too frightened to move, and looked towards the door tremblingly.

That is the current world of Contra. Titled Douluo cannot exceed the number of hands. There is no doubt that Contra is at the top of the food chain.

"There are indeed a few ugly things that need to be cleaned up," the old man-looking Contra nodded and said.

"Sir, I was wrong, spare our lives," the two soul masters no longer looked as arrogant as before, kneeling on the ground and saying tremblingly.

The old Contra waved his hand casually without looking at them, and the two of them flew out like kites with broken strings.

Those soul masters who were with them but did not offend the girl were like quails. The old man didn't even dare to look at those guys. He waved his hand as if to shoo away flies and said: "Get out of here."

"Thank you, Master Contra. Thank you, sir." The soul masters kowtowed a few times in gratitude and crawled out in fear.

"Hey" the old man exclaimed, because under Contra's momentum, only Madara could sit there calmly.

Momentum is something that cannot be seen or touched. It actually applies to people's hearts. It is the instinct of all living things to fear the strong.

But if the will is strong enough, the momentum can be reduced to nothing, just like Madara in front of him.

Compared to Tang Hao, it is still far behind

Madara remained calm and composed under the old man's momentum, which also aroused the old man's competitive spirit, so he secretly exerted his strength.

Madara looked at the old man without showing any weakness, which seemed like a provocation to the old man. No one dared to disrespect a Contra like this.

The two of them were secretly competing there, causing the air around them to freeze, but no matter how much pressure the old man exerted, Panagi ignored them.

"Grandpa and grandma, come here quickly," the girl who was sitting there said happily, breaking the deadlock.

"Come over quickly, old man," the old woman next to her reminded the old man who was standing there with her arm.

"Okay then" the old man nodded.

"Thank you, little brother. Remember, my name is Meng Yiran." The girl waved towards Madara and said, "If you have any grievances, you can come to me."

"It's none of your business that they provoked me." Madara put the cup heavily on the table and said with a cold snort.

Madara's actions made everyone in the store change their colors. He dared to ignore a Contra's granddaughter in person, which was tantamount to pulling out a tiger's beard.

"Boy, would you like to come over and have a drink with me?" The old man's sharp eyes swept over Madara, and then he said slowly.

Madara didn't hesitate at all, he walked over and sat down, looking extremely arrogant.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" The old man asked with interest as he looked at Ban, who was minding his own business.

Madara seemed to have ignored the old man's words and sneered: "I'm afraid you'll kill me. I don't think the famous Dragon Lord and Snake Woman are so miserable."

Unparalleled Dragon Snake, Dragon Duke Meng Shu, Snake Po Chaotianxiang, their martial souls are dragon staff and snake staff respectively. They have martial soul fusion skills. They can be said to walk sideways below the title Douluo.Madara had already paid attention to the intelligence of powerful people from all walks of life when he was preparing to go out.

"You actually know us?" Chao Tianxiang was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Madara, a child, could actually know their names.

"You are indeed very brave." Both of them nodded, and the dissatisfaction with this Xiaobei in Mr. Long's eyes obviously dissipated a lot.

"Little brother, why are you coming to the Star Dou Forest alone?" Meng Yiran obviously thought that Madara was a child, leaning forward slightly and asking with great interest.

"Hunting soul rings," Madara said concisely, without hiding anything.

In fact, [-]% of the soul masters who come to the Star Dou Forest come to hunt for soul rings, the remaining [-]% ​​come to help, and the remaining [-]% have evil intentions.

"It's still a bit dangerous to come here at Level [-], how about your family?" Meng Yiran asked reluctantly, causing Qian's brows to furrow into a frown.

"I'm already level 20." Ban showed his soul ring, surprising the three of them.

"What a genius," Snake Woman exclaimed towards Tianxiang. Her eyes looked like Madara's, full of fire, which made Madara very uncomfortable.

Reaching level 20 when you are seven or eight years old, is there anything worth showing off?

"I still have something to do, let's go first." Madara picked up the wine glass and drank it, then put the sickle and fan on his back and left the shop without looking back.

"Boy, what's your name?" Chao Tianxiang shouted from behind him with twinkling eyes.

"spot"

After Madara left the restaurant, the first thing he did was to go to the blacksmith shop to replenish the ninja tools he had consumed.

"It can be made, but it will take time." The owner of the blacksmith shop put down the sledgehammer and wiped the sweat from his face with the towel around his neck and said to Madara.

"How long will it take at the shortest time?" Data asked, holding the sample of the ninja tool in his hand.

"Three days" the blacksmith picked up a shuriken, rubbed the blade with his thumb and said, "If you can't wait, I can re-open these old ones first."

"Then let's reopen the seal," Banquan decided after considering it for a while.

In the end, Madara chose to customize a batch of ninja tools and pick them up after he completed the soul hunting.

Madara came out of the blacksmith shop and saw that it was already getting late, so he randomly found a hotel to rest.

Madara sat cross-legged on the bed quietly, while Momo refined his chakra and soul power.That's right, just like his younger brother Tang San, he used cultivation to replace sleep.

Becoming a strong man is not as easy as imagined. You must pave your way forward with unimaginable sweat and blood.

What Madara has been studying recently is the fusion of chakra and soul power. Because when he defeated Iron Claw last time, he added some chakra when using the soul skill. Unexpectedly, a strange reaction occurred, which was far more powerful. It exceeded Madara's expectations.

Madara slowly controlled the chakra and gradually merged with the soul power, as if water was poured into hot oil, it started to boil.

Madara felt the sharp pain in his body. This feeling was no different than pouring hot oil from his meridians.

Madara tried his best to control the boiling chakra, but he underestimated the danger of doing so.

I won't fall down here easily

Madara's iron-like strength worked again and again, forcibly isolating the two energies, as if cutting every meridian, and finally escaped from the danger.

Madara opened his eyes weakly, looked down at his trembling palms, and tried to stop his body from spasming.

Is it still too forced? It always feels like it’s just a little bit off.

Madara meditated quietly, ignoring the severe pain remaining in his body.

Unable to find the reason, Madara had no choice but to give up and began to silently adjust his breath to circulate chakra and soul power, spending this long night in practice.