Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god

No matter where Hemingway fled, as long as he still carried the conch shell, the purple giant whale could locate and capture his location at any time.So don't worry about the purple giant whale that he escaped, the most concerned thing now is the safety of his daughter.

"Captain, the boat is almost out of sight, do you want to catch up?" At this time, a soul sage came up and asked in a low voice: "Or should we hang at the back far away and spend it with him?"

"No need! Wait, he can't escape!"

The purple giant whale looked at the shadow of the boat that was almost invisible in the distance, and said coldly: "Let him be proud for a few days first, relax his vigilance, and wait until my daughter is safe, then it's time for this kid to pay back the debt!"

For the safety of his daughter, he can only hope that Hemingway can keep his promise.

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On the endless blue ocean.

A small sailing boat rides the wind and waves, sailing against the wind!

Inside the cockpit.

The pale Hemingway adjusted the canvas while checking the wind direction through the window.Fortunately, the boat was not difficult to maneuver, otherwise he would have faced the embarrassing situation of having an empty boat but not knowing how to sail it.

At this time, the hostage, Purple Pearl, had already passed out, and he casually threw it in the corner of the cockpit.As early as when he set foot on this ship, he had already knocked her out just to be on the safe side.So as not to get in the way.

It has been two hours since he escaped by boat.Hemingway found that the pirates did not catch up, obviously because he was afraid that he had hostages in his hands.

But he didn't carelessly, instead, he escaped by boat for two hours, and only now was he finally relieved.Because of such a long distance in a while, those pirates couldn't catch up.

He can relax a little.

It's just that as soon as he relaxed, the injury that had been suppressed for two hours finally couldn't be restrained, and he spurted out a mouthful of old blood.Obviously, the injury to the lungs caused by the sound wave before was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.But what made him feel the hardest was the pain of an electric drill piercing through his brain!

If it weren't for the six years of hard training on the deserted island, he had tempered his will and honed his physique.As early as when he was accidentally attacked, he must have been knocked unconscious.Fortunately, years of gravitational training have given him amazing endurance, and his greatest advantage is that he is durable enough.Both mentally and physically.

But he is holding on now, and he is about to reach the limit.Accompanied by the severe pain, there was also a strong sense of tiredness, and he really wanted to fall asleep right now.Repair your mental damage in your sleep.

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"...No! I can't be in a coma! I'm not out of danger yet, I have to recover from my injuries as soon as possible..." Hemingway opened his bloodshot pupils, glanced at the comatose Purple Pearl next to him, pulled himself together, and relaxed. Turn the rudder and sit cross-legged.Force yourself into a meditative state...

It's just that maybe because of the mental trauma, the efficiency of meditation is very low, intermittent... But it took half an hour, and Hemingway still recovered two tenths of his soul power.

This speed is very fast.The better the quality of the martial soul, the higher the level of innate soul power.Then the speed of recovering soul power will be faster, and you will have an advantage in all aspects.So this is a world destined to be born.

Hemingway opened his eyes and exited the meditative state.Then he raised his right hand, with a cat-like pad on his palm.I want to use the ability of the meat ball fruit to eject the trauma I have suffered!

trying to focus...

The whole world turned into colorful colors in his eyes...

"I hope it can be done!" After opening the color of knowledge, I observed myself with God's vision, and successfully found the concept of mental trauma in my brain.Then lightly pat on the forehead!

He wanted to pop out the concept of this trauma.

"boom!"

There was a light slap on the forehead.

The soft pads of the palms flicked on the forehead, like a massage, and it was actually quite comfortable.

But it's useless, the concept of mental trauma can't be ejected at all.

"Sure enough..."

Hemingway sighed when he saw this, he knew it was not that simple.Although he can see all kinds of concepts, he can even simply pop out the tired concepts.But there is a difference between concept and concept, there are low-end and high-end points.

Being able to see those high-end concepts does not mean that he can pop them out.At this stage, the development of his fruit ability is too superficial, and there are even many more advanced concepts that cannot be seen.Not to mention, popping up these concepts.

During the six years on the deserted island, he also trained his meat ball fruit ability in his spare time, but the effect was minimal.This ability is still too advanced for him at this stage, and it cannot be mastered by training at all.He must become stronger before he can use this ability as he likes.

Those concepts of aging and death are too high-end for him at this stage, and they are not something he can imagine.

Moreover, to use the fruit ability also requires the consumption of soul power.The higher the concept pops up, the more terrifying the soul power will be consumed!

The activation of any ability cannot be created out of nothing.You must consume your own energy.Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable if it could be used without restriction.

So to sum up.

Although the ability of Meatball Fruit is invincible, but at this stage he has not developed this ability to the extreme.So when it is used in battle, it can only abuse vegetables.Fighting with real masters is hopeless.

If he wanted to truly wield the ability of the meatball fruit like an arm, Hemingway probably could barely use it until he became a god.After all, the ability of this fruit itself is very high-end. It is conceivable that to reach a high depth, the energy required to activate it is massive.It is definitely not something that ordinary soul masters can afford.

"Forget it, since the injury can't be recovered for the time being. Then let's get rid of this woman first. Otherwise, it's too dangerous to keep this woman." Hemingway sighed, and then he endured the severe pain in his internal organs and stood up slowly. get up.Staggering, he walked towards the corner where the woman lay unconscious on the ground.

The color of knowledge unfolded, covering the surrounding area of ​​the entire ship, so he could feel that the woman was still in a coma at the moment, and she was not pretending to be unconscious or anything like that.

Coming to Zizhu, she squatted down gently.He stretched out his hand, and the palm glowed with golden light... and slowly pressed it on her forehead.

Gently close your eyes.

A little soul power recovered in her body, continuously transformed into armed domineering aura, strands of golden light continuously invaded her body, traveled freely through her meridians, blocked and bound her meridians, sealed the acupuncture points... and finally flowed through the whole body Finally, the remaining golden light gathered at the dantian of the abdomen, turning into a big net, tightly wrapping and imprisoning all his soul power!