Douluo: The Arrogant Don Quixote Pirate

"Fufufufu~"

Dovran Baizai looked at the people running leisurely, feeling a little bored.

The physical fitness of these guys is simply ridiculously poor, and their soul power is not proportional to their body at all.

The only thing worthy of his attention was the boy with short blue hair who appeared in front of him that day and fought with that tomboy.

On the track, a boy with short blue hair was running sweaty. His steps were steady and strong, unlike others who were fast and slow. It was obvious that he was very smart.

But sometimes being smart doesn't necessarily solve the problem. For example, if he only ran at his speed, he wouldn't be able to run a full hundred laps. Without a time limit of one hour, he would collapse from exhaustion in the middle.

"You are such a weak and pitiful creature. How difficult it is to transform into a butterfly! But..."

Dovran Byakuya murmured in a low voice, but his words were not too precise, because he felt the same aura from the blue-short-haired boy as a certain idiot with a straw hat.

The same irresistible, the same annoying, the same makes you want to kill him, obviously did nothing, but there is always such a hint in the heart

He couldn't take action because he had tried before. When he fought with the Straw Hat Idiot in Dressrosa, he seriously injured him and was dying eight times without killing him. He was just like a weakling.

Each time, he was resurrected using various weird but seemingly reasonable methods, and he became stronger every time.

If he hadn't considered that the two big guys behind him didn't want to be directly involved in the death of that straw hat idiot, he would have killed him long ago.

He is very strong, but he is very clear about who can and cannot be offended. To put it bluntly, he just follows his heart.

Who knows if there is someone behind this young man with short blue hair who is running hard that he doesn't know about. It would be terrible if he accidentally offends him.

Half an hour passed quickly, and a strange energy suddenly appeared on the boy with short blue hair on the runway, and his pupils shone brightly.

"Fu? Fufufufu~"

"It's really interesting. Is this kind of thing the same as the training secrets of the Sixth Form of the Navy? It should be from a certain organization. My guess is indeed correct. This kid must have a terrifying backstage and the talent to change fate!"

Dovran Byakuya's eyes were fixed on the boy with short blue hair, and he murmured in a low voice. The domineering aura of seeing and hearing enveloped his whole body, and he wanted to see through everything about him.

As Byakuya Doran thought, the blue-haired boy's something similar to the training secret book was definitely a good product. Behind such good products, there is usually a huge force involved, and there are always several connections in the huge strength. A messy high-rise

Just like the Celestial Dragons, the descendants of "gods" in the pirate world, as descendants of "gods", their cultivation talents are definitely far superior to ordinary people.

Doflamingo Byakuya, his second brother Corazon and his eldest brother Doflamingo have proven this very well.

The only flaw of the Celestial Dragon is that he has a bad brain. Otherwise, he can almost be called the perfect among perfections. Even an outcast like him has the potential to stand at the top of the world.

Another example is the Navy. Many of their officers and generals are ordinary people. Even many generals in the past are ordinary people. All of them have become stronger by practicing the Sixth Form of the Navy.

Therefore, Marine Type [-] will be well kept, and even if it is exposed, it will be quickly recovered by CP.

And a guy like the boy with short blue hair who is suspected of being labeled as an "abandoned son", "a powerful person", etc. is definitely not simple!

As he thought about it, Dovran Byakuya's eyes couldn't help but become sharper as he stared at the boy with short blue hair, and his grinning mouth unconsciously let out a weird smile.

On the other side, although the boy with short blue hair seems to be running, in fact, part of his mind has quietly drifted into his own spiritual sea.

"Brother Tianmeng, are you telling the truth? That guy has been spying on me?"

The boy with short blue hair said the statement in a questioning tone, looking at the big white flesh bug in front of him without blinking.

Almost as soon as the blue-haired boy finished asking the question, the big white flesh bug spoke.

"Of course, Xiao Haohao, when have I ever lied to you? It's too easy to detect these things with my cultivation."

"And that classmate of yours is not a simple person! The kind of coercive and terrifying aura he released when he was exchanging words with your class teacher in class made me very frightened!"

"You didn't see it! At that time, the whole classroom was filled with resentment and resentment, and there were even a few uncondensed resentful souls floating around. If you were not careful, you might lose someone in your class!"

"Then you have to kill at least millions or even tens of millions of creatures to condense that kind of aura. I really don't know how your classmate did it, but now it seems that he just practiced this on you called "Xuan Tian Gong" I am interested in the exercises, and I seem to be thinking about something.”

Tianmeng Bingshen said a lot of nonsense in one breath and there was a point. He looked at Huo Yuhao with serious eyes.

Huo Yuhao was a little confused by Tianmeng Bingcan's remarks and his serious look. At the same time, he didn't expect that his classmate was so powerful.

I originally thought that he simply had a hundred million points of cultivation, a hundred million points of martial arts, and a natural sense of oppression of a hundred million points.

But he really didn't expect that his classmate might be a mass murderer of millions or even tens of millions.

But this logic is a little wrong. The entire Douluo Continent is estimated to have a population of only a few billion, and the armies of the three countries are only a million people at most. How on earth did Baizai accumulate such evil spirits and resentful spirits with so many people? ?

Huo Yuhao couldn't figure it out, so he simply told Tianmeng Iceworm his question and sat down obediently in front of it to listen.

With the nourishment of the Sea of ​​Souls and the continuous operation of Xuantian Kung, this part of his consciousness makes no difference whether it is outside or inside.

After hearing Huo Yuhao's question, Tianmeng Bingcan thought about it for a while before slowly speaking:

"Actually, I don't know much about this aspect. After all, you also know that a lot of my knowledge is about soul beasts, and I can say that I know only a little about humans."

After he finished speaking, he remained silent, leaving Huo Yuhao alone to sit on the ground and meditate.

At this time, an old voice sounded, clearing up their doubts:

"Although my memory is somewhat damaged, there are still some records of this knowledge."

"There are only two ways that little doll can condense such evil spirits and resentful souls.

[-]: He possesses the secrets or methods of cultivation in this area, which can condense the evil spirit and resentment of a dead person into multiples and turn them into his own use.

Two: He is born with the ability to absorb and condense evil spirits, and he can stably absorb the evil spirits and resentment floating in the killing field without paying a price."

"But based on my inference, he is probably the first type..."