Douluo's giant

After coming off the ring, Hao Heng went to the toilet and looked at himself in the mirror.

Now that he had half an hour's rest, he had to quickly regain his strength.

Of course, before going to bed, he had to pull out what the woman had inserted into him.

He stretched out his hand to reach it, but no matter how hard he tried, the too wide body made him suffer.

"Gan, why is this woman so good at finding places to stab her!"

Hao Heng's face was full of anger. He turned around and tried to see where the wound was, but he couldn't.

Depressed, Hao Heng took a handful of water and washed his face. He was about to leave and just let the knife stick in him. Anyway, he didn't feel much now, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Now Hu Liena and the others are probably trapped in a crowd and can't get out. She has to endure it for a while and wait until the last battle is over before asking them to help her deal with it.

Hao Heng thought this and walked towards the players' lounge, ready to take a nap and recover.

But as soon as he opened the door, he heard a voice from behind.

"do not move!"

That voice was cold, female, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

Just when Hao Heng was about to turn around and see who it was, a cold hand pressed on his lower back. Then, he felt an itching sensation coming from the wound on his back, and something was being pulled out.

Seeing that the person coming was to help him, Hao Heng stood calmly where he was.

The man's hand behind him was very steady, and he gently pulled it out little by little. During this period, Hao Heng didn't feel any pain at all. Although his body was strong, it should have something to do with the man's carefulness.

Hao Heng couldn't help but think, who is that person? Do I know him?Listening to this voice, it seems that I have heard it somewhere.

Finally, Hao Heng felt that the wound was empty and he breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to turn around and say thank you to the man, the man behind him suddenly let out a light sigh, as if he had seen something surprising.

"what's wrong."

Hao Heng wanted to turn around, but the hand held him down, preventing him from moving, and he did not dare to use force.

"Your wound is very strange!"

The man behind said coldly.

"strangeness?"

Hao Heng frowned in confusion and said with a smile: "Did that guy also apply poison on the knife? But I don't feel anything now, so it shouldn't be the case."

"Not poison."

The man continued: "It's fire."

"fire?"

Hao Heng was even more confused.

Just listen to the man explain carefully: "Your wound is only one finger long, there is no bleeding, the circle around the wound is burnt and black, and there is a ray of golden flame burning inside the wound, and..."

"And what?"

"No, it's nothing. Don't move here."

"Oh."

Hao Heng responded, and heard footsteps retreating away from him. Then he heard a low voice, and a cold air rushed towards his back.

His whole body trembled, and the man spoke again, with a more shocked tone.

"what's wrong?"

Hao Heng asked quickly.

"I can't put out that fire."

"It's a fire that can't be extinguished, right?"

Hao Heng felt that this matter seemed a bit serious, swallowed his saliva and said.

He hurriedly opened the system and went to the properties panel.

[Host: Hao Heng. 】

[Martial spirit: Giant (height 1000 meters). 】

[Status: Fire Damage (Sun Fire Poison (Erupts once an hour, consumes 100 physical attribute points for the first time, and an additional 10 physical attribute points will be consumed every hour thereafter.) (Indestructible)]

[Soul Power Level: 20]

[Soul power reserve: 10000/10000 (100 points restored per second)]

[Stamina value: 100% (recovering 5% every minute) (Note: After the stamina value is consumed, the host will no longer receive rewards if it continues to perform task exercises.)]

【Strength: 20000】

【Speed: 17000】

[Physique: 169900 (fire damage)]

【Spirit: 17000】

[Allocatable attribute points: 0]

【special power:

Sleep recovery practice breathing method (level 2): ​​(Passive effect: physical strength recovery increase: 5% per minute, soul power reserve recovery increase: 100 points per second.) (Active effect: quick sleep aid, injury recovery ability is in the body Strengthened a hundred times on the original basis, the soul power is restored by 200 points per second, the physical value is restored by 2% per second, and the upper limit of soul power is increased by 100 points per hour)

Thunder Body Washing Technique: Use thunder as water to wash away the dirt from the mortal body and create a supreme divine body.

The first level (100% completion progress): Physical fitness increased tenfold.

Second level (1% completion progress): Physical fitness doubled.

The third level (completion progress 0%): Physical fitness increased a thousand times.

Level 0 ([-]% completion progress): Physical strength doubled ten thousand times.

The sixth level (completion progress 0%): Obtain the indestructible hegemonic body of crazy thunder. 】

[Equipment items: Never damaged underwear]

[Skill: First Soul Skill: Thunder Golden Armor]

"No, why is that woman so vicious!"

After seeing his own condition, Hao Heng's expression changed and he cursed angrily.

"Haha, if you had maintained your previous decisive approach to killing, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster."

The man behind him sneered and sarcastically said.

Hao Heng lowered his head depressedly, feeling angry in his heart, but after all, the other party had just helped him, so it was impossible to be angry at him. In the end, he was also to blame.

call out.

A flying knife flew from the corner of Hao Heng's eye and pierced the door in front of him. Hao Heng tensed up and turned around, ready to see what she wanted to do.

But that man didn't even let Hao Heng see his face, leaving only his back, with long icy blue hair reaching his waist, and a tall and slender figure.

Hao Heng recalled it in his mind for a moment, and immediately remembered who this person was.

He was the cold-faced senior who looked at the library and didn't expect her to help him!

Hao Heng was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he should say thank you. When he was about to speak, she had already turned the corner and disappeared at the end of the passage.

Hao Heng thought for a while and decided to go to her later to express his gratitude. He shook his head and walked into the lounge.

On the other side, in a secret room in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Wu Yuanfei slapped his hand on the table, laughed excitedly and said, "Okay, well done."

Director Jin, who was standing aside, had a grimace on his face and said to him: "Sir, Ling is from the team. She died here. How should I explain to them if they ask her over there?"

Wu Yuanfei waved his hand carelessly, and even showed a bit of disdain in his eyes: "That loser, she boasted about Haikou before the game. During the game, that kid gave her so many opportunities and couldn't even kill her. Don't mention her to me, if not The knife she stabbed her before she died, now I wish I could crush her bones and turn her into ashes."

He snorted coldly, turned around and looked at Director Jin, and added: "If they are found over there, ask them to come to me and I will explain to them."

A smile flashed across Director Jin's face, then he quickly put it away, straightened his face, and looked at the plate on the table. There was a bone on the plate.

"Sir, then this thing..."

Wu Yuanfei glanced at the thing, with a pained expression on his face. Although his Golden Crow family had made a lot of money over the years thanks to the support of the Pope, in order to deal with that kid, it was still very difficult to take out a soul bone. It hurts.

But it won't work if he doesn't give it. He created this competition, and many teachers and elders of the college have already reported it to the enshrining hall. If there is another problem with the rewards of the competition, no matter how useful he is, His Majesty the Pope will probably not Will use him again.

Now, he is the ultimate contradiction. He is reluctant to give it, but cannot give it to him.

Wu Yuanfei broke the corner of the wooden table and said with fierce eyes: "Although that kid is now a mortal man, I can't let him take away my things easily."

He stretched out his hand, white light flashed in his hand, and a small brown-red wooden box appeared in his hand. He handed the thing to Director Jin and said, "Send this thing to Yuan Yan and tell him to use it immediately after the game starts. I will help him with his funeral arrangements."

Director Jin took the thing, opened it secretly and took a look. Instantly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, once this thing is used, he will definitely die regardless of whether he wins or loses. Then Yuan Yan knows how to use it."

Wu Yuanfei frowned and looked at him with an impatient expression, but he still explained: "Don't worry, Yuan Yan is just a dead soldier raised by our Wu family. He knows what to do and what not to do."

"Huh~ That's good, then I...leave first."

Director Jin sighed, holding the box and the soul bones on the table, and said.

Wu Yuanfei looked at the soul bone again, closed his eyes, and waved his hand.