Death of Douluo

Ten years old, a first-level soul master. This talent is quite obvious to this remote village.

"You brat, stop! Don't blame me for being rude if you run away again!"

The angry voice of the young soul master sounded from behind Mo Fan.He did not expect that Mo Fan, a six-year-old child, could be so agile and agile, and that he could not catch up for a while.

On weekdays, Mo Fan chases and hunts, and his body naturally needs some exercise. Coupled with the awakening of the martial spirit, his physical fitness has been improved to a certain extent. It is naturally not that easy for ordinary children to catch up with Mo Fan.

When Mo Fan heard the words of the young man behind him, his brows furrowed even more, and he turned and ran toward the alley between the houses, instead of continuing to run out of the village.

Mo Fan was still confident of getting rid of the others, but that boy was a soul master, and he was older than him, and his physical development was incomparable. If this person kept pestering him, it would be too difficult to get rid of him.

So Mo Fan could only change direction. If he left the village and the young man discovered the old man, the matter would be really difficult to handle.

"Force me to take action!" The young soul master saw that Mo Fan didn't show any sign of stopping.

As he spoke, a faint blue-grey light emerged from the young man's hand, and finally turned into a long and slender rope. The long rope was coiled around the young man's arm like a spiritual snake.

A bright white soul ring rose from the young man's feet, hovering around the young man's body and moving up and down.

As the white soul ring appeared, the children and teenagers around the boy looked at him from compliments to envy and awe.

"Rope? Is it the soul master who controls the system?" Mo Fan's expression was slightly condensed.Without the slightest hesitation, his soul power surged and he directly released his own martial soul Quincy.

Milky white light surged out from Mo Fan's body. While the white light condensed into white clothes, the bones in Mo Fan's body began to crackle, and his height began to grow. In the blink of an eye, Mo Fan transformed into a A boy who looks about eleven or twelve years old.

With his slender figure and the pure white Quincy outfit, he looks like a handsome young man.

"Does the spirit of martial arts have such a counterproductive effect? ​​If I had known, I would have possessed the spirit of martial arts. Even the old man might not recognize me when I look like this."

Mo Fan looked at his transformation as if he had been reborn, and felt a little dazed. During these seven days, he was either rushing or practicing. When it came to being possessed by a martial spirit, Mo Fan really didn't have time to try it.

For a moment, Mo Fan was as excited as if he had discovered a new world.

"In this case, as long as the old man hides me well, they won't be able to recognize me even if there is a wanted warrant!"

While excited, Mo Fan turned his head, looked at the young soul master behind him, and grinned, "In that case, I can take this opportunity to try my Quincy abilities."

The feeling of fullness and power after being possessed by the martial spirit made Mo Fan feel a little excited, and his control over the spirit child also became clearer.

At this moment, Mo Fan also wanted to know how strong his Quincy spirit was and what level his strength had reached.

The young soul master looked at Mo Fan's deep black eyes and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and this tremor came from... his soul.

"This is a fluctuation in soul power! There is no soul ring. This kid is a soul master. I don't know what this martial soul is? But looking at his appearance, I can be sure that he is not from the village!" The young soul master looked at Mo Fan. While not secretly thinking about the change, he also stopped and looked at Mo Fan seriously.

"Who are you!" The young soul master looked at Mo Fan's figure and hesitated, but couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you want to do it? Then do it!" Mo Fan ignored the soul master boy's question and held it slightly with his left hand. The moon-white light condensed in Mo Fan's hand and turned into the shape of a cross and a five-pointed star. The star spreads up and down, eventually turning into a long bow.The long bow is somewhat illusory, and the white halo of the moon is looming.On the contrary, it has a somewhat beautiful illusion.

"This is this?" The young soul master looked at the long bow in Mo Fan's hand, his heart sank slightly, and the unknown feeling of depression came over him again.

"I am a soul master, how can I be afraid of a little soul master?" Faced with the arrow on the string that had to be fired at this moment, the young soul master did not hesitate at all. With a flick of his right hand, the long rope in his hand instantly turned into a long whip. He spurred towards Mo Fan.

Although Mo Fan didn't have much combat experience, he had a lot of hunting experience. Not to mention thousands, at least hundreds of pheasants and hares died under Mo Fan's arrows and eventually became Mo Fan's food.

The foundation of archery is one aspect, and the improvement of the other aspect is naturally reaction.

Facing the whip-like long rope of the young soul master, Mo Fan flexibly backed up and hid to one side. Although he had no combat experience, he had played so many games in his previous life, so how could he not know that, As a shooter, the first factor is distance, strong attack power, and pulling, so that the shooter's effect can be perfectly unleashed.

While retreating, the long bow in Mo Fan's hand has been drawn, and the white light of the moon reappears, condensed into an illusory long arrow. After years of hunting, Mo Fan is naturally not weak in controlling timing. Taking advantage of this young soul master, With the old strength gone and the new strength yet to emerge, he drew the bow, aimed, and shot the arrow, almost in one go. The moon-white long arrow with a faint light shot toward the young soul master.

Although the young soul master was arrogant, he was not a fool. In a flash of light, the long rope disappeared instantly. When the blue-gray color flashed again, the long rope had already appeared on the young soul master's arm. The young soul master's arm moved. With a twist, the long rope in his hand turned into a rapid rotation and turned into a round shield, blocking the long arrow shot by Mo Fan.

"Ah!" The next moment, the young soul master let out a low roar of pain.

"Obviously blocked! Why does my head hurt so much!" The moment the long arrow hit, the young soul master felt that his head was hit hard by a heavy hammer. Although he did not have a splitting headache, he was also dizzy. .

Seeing this from afar, Mo Fan's eyes couldn't help but light up, "Sure enough, the attack transformed by this spirit child was an attack directly aimed at the soul. Just now, he directly used his martial spirit to block it, and he didn't know the effect of soul power protection on the soul. Whether the son's soul attack can be reduced and withstood."

"Strong is strong, but this consumption of soul power is too great." Mo Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly as he felt that most of the soul power in his body had been consumed.

With Mo Fan's current spirit control, it was very difficult to condense long bows and long arrows, not to mention condensing long bows. With the help of soul power, Mo Fan successfully condensed long bows and long arrows, but the same What this brings is a large consumption of Mo Fan’s soul power...