Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

The heavy rain and the pool of blood in the distance formed a scarlet scene, and what was constantly circling in my ears was the earth-shaking sound.

boom--

The entire Wuhun City trembled at the sound.

The tall man didn't even look back, and no one noticed how pitiful the little boy who accidentally died under his hammer was, and how innocent he was?

Perhaps even the man himself didn't know that what seemed like an act of justice that day actually killed an innocent boy.

It was raining heavily in the sky, and the downpour on the muddy dirt road quickly washed away the blood on the young man's body.

Wang Feng stood in the rain. For a long time, he did not dare to look at the body in front of him. He did not believe that this was reality.

"younger brother……"

That was the first time since Wang Feng could remember that he saw a living person die in front of him.

I saw the cruelty of war and the dangers of this continent.

An unprecedented anger arose in Wang Feng's heart, and a strange power seemed to spread in his hands.

"Boy, have you thought about it yet?"

It was a young man with white hair and exposed chest muscles. He leaned down and asked.

Wang Feng looked around and saw that the tall man had a deep scar on his left eye. He didn't know what it was caused by, but it added a touch of evil to his masculine face.

"I've thought about it!" Wang Feng suddenly looked at the tall and majestic figure in front of him, and nodded with dull eyes: "Take me away, I want to become stronger, stronger than that person!"

"I want revenge for my brother!"

"Okay!" The man holding the stone-handled spear smiled faintly, then took his hand and said, "Let's go... From now on, you will be my disciple. You only need to remember one thing. My words are your only instructions.”

The man in front of him was like the light that rescued him from the mire of darkness many years ago, supporting Wang Feng through the most painful period of time.

"It's...Master..." Wang Feng opened his mouth and struggled to spit out two words.

The man was very happy, and the raised corners of his mouth were enough to prove it. A pair of calloused hands took Lin Feng's thin little hand and led him away almost in the blink of an eye.

And the person who killed his brother has been deeply imprinted in Wang Feng's mind and can no longer be removed.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye...

Wang Feng, who had finished practicing on the top of the mountain, was preparing to pay homage to his old friend.

Today is the 11th year since Wang Feng came to this world after his death. This Douluo Continent is also the fifth year after his younger brother's death.

A steady drizzle fell from the sky, and the fragrance mixed with grass and earth continued to spread.

He came to the mountain behind Wuhun Hall alone, holding a white flower in his hand and placed it in front of the tomb, which was engraved with the name of his younger brother "Wang Shu".

After coming to Douluo Continent for 11 years, I have not experienced the charm of this world. My only relative, my brother, was brutally killed by that man five years ago.

Squatting in front of the tombstone, he hated his own incompetence at that time and hated those who claimed to be righteous.

Unknowingly, Wang Feng clenched his fists in silence, and some muscle outlines were faintly revealed under his strong and powerful arms.

"Five years, brother..."

"One day, I will avenge you. When that day comes, no one can appease my anger. I will lift his head in front of you with my own hands."

Wang Feng raised his eyes and looked at the man leaning on a big tree. After all these years, the master's appearance has not changed, and he is still as handsome.

It is said that the appearance of a titled Douluo will always remain the same as when he was young, and it is true.

"Is it almost done?" the man said, "For this year's annual soul hunting day, I have already chosen your fourth soul ring for you."

Wang Feng walked over, somewhat disbelieving: "You have always had bad taste, so... what is it?"

"There is a kind of dragon-like soul beast that lives in the Star Forest. It matches your attributes very well. I will hunt it for you tomorrow as my master and several other elders."

"Dragon... If you have some conscience, just don't give me any more messy soul rings..."

"Your master, am I that kind of person?" The man took out his wine flask that had been hanging around his waist. With a flick of his finger, the gourd stopper popped open, and the intoxicating aroma of wine spread.

Wang Feng wanted to say that you are that kind of person, but the man did not give him a chance to speak, and waved his hand.

"Boy, come and drink with me!"

After gulping down a few mouthfuls, Wang Feng curled his lips as he looked at it.

As a master, he was good at everything, but he loved wine the most. Every time, he insisted on dragging Wang Feng to drink with him. This situation was destined to be inevitable when he was seven or eight years old.

"I reject!"

"Master, see you tomorrow..."

After leaving these words, Wang Feng quickly walked away, relying on his level [-] soul power to barely escape from this demon.

"Hey! You brat!! Stop right here!!!"

.........

The next day, in front of the Elder's Hall.

Wang Feng raised his hands and saluted the three people in front of him: "Second worship, third worship, fourth worship. Good morning, three elders."

"Hmm~~" The first blond old man on the left carefully looked at Wang Feng, who was a head shorter than them, and touched the beard on his chin, feeling a little jealous inadvertently.

"She Long's disciple, your name is...Wang Feng, right?"

Wang Feng did not dare to neglect and replied: "Back to the elder, I'm Wang Feng."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and shook his head again and said, "You can break through level 11 at the age of [-]. You are really talented. Even the great priest has praised you... It's just a pity to give it to that drunkard."

At this moment, not far away, a loud and hearty voice sounded: "Second Elder, what do you think of my little apprentice?"

The sound came from far away. Wang Feng looked sideways and saw She Long walking over, shirtless and carefree.

Golden Crocodile Douluo squinted and smiled: "I just let you, a drunkard, get an advantage."

"Hahaha--"

Wang Feng had a bad premonition in his heart.

Before he could react, a pair of big hands slapped Wang Feng's shoulders hard. She Long turned sideways and hugged him over, smiling: "This boy's life belongs to me, and it will belong to me from now on." Man, no matter what happens to me, he will still have to endure it."

Wang Feng didn't dare to disobey and hurriedly agreed, "Yes, yes - Master, everything you said is right, I will listen to you..."

Those three people were covered in black threads, and no one mentioned the matter again.

Including Wang Feng and She Long, the group of five people headed towards the Star Dou Forest without further delay.

Wuhun City is located at the center of the intersection of the two empires and has the ability to check and balance the two empires. The Star Dou Forest is not far from Wuhun City.

Although Wuhun City has its own captive soul beasts, disciples of titled Douluo like Wang Feng have other titled Douluo in the Star Dou Forest to jointly search for soul rings, and will not go to the Soul Beast Hall to raise them themselves. Hunting for souls in a forest.

The level and quality of the soul beasts there are uneven, and they are not worthy of a disciple of a titled Douluo, or a genius like Wang Feng.

Among the four people in front of him, Wang Feng's master She Long had the lowest soul power level, currently only level 92.

But his popularity is extremely good, and he is one of the few titled Douluo who can have status in the three halls at the same time and show a neutral position at the same time.

In less than half a day, following the footsteps of the four titled Douluo, the group arrived at the border of the Star Dou Forest.

Looking at the dense sea-like Star Forest in front of him, the sky was gradually getting dark, and Golden Crocodile Douluo suggested taking a rest at the border.

Ever since, keeping vigil has become Wang Feng’s task...

He sat boredly by the campfire and summoned his martial spirit.

hum-

Caressing the spear, he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that my martial soul would actually be a pair of spears. The master said that these are very powerful weapon souls..."

It was a black-handled golden blade, close to two six-foot spears.

However, the spear was divided into two halves, each half being his first martial spirit and his second martial spirit.

Wang Feng is an extremely rare twin martial soul, but he is the same body.

"Evil disciple, put your treasure away," She Long turned over impatiently, resting his head on Wang Feng's thigh as a human flesh pillow, "Don't expose your twin martial souls to the public..."

"It will cause you to be killed!"

Wang Feng silently put away the two spears and fell into deep thought while looking at the one yellow and two purple soul rings on his body.

She Long was obviously drunk. He rested his head on the side of Wang Feng's thigh and said vaguely: "Although I... will always protect you..."