Douluo: My soul power will always be ten levels higher than Tang San's

Chapter 66: Flanders lost his mind and harmed himself!

"How, how is this possible?"

Looking at this long list of huge numbers that he couldn't even count, Flanders was stunned!

"Hey, hey, don't worry, Dean, it's not going to stop yet."

"This is just the copper soul coins you need to pay to this junior if you lose. There is still time. I will tell you more."

"Well, converting minutes into years, it's about seventy trillion years!"

In previous lives, the age of the earth was approximately 45.5 billion years.

The age of the sun is approximately 45.7 billion years.

Even the age of the universe is approximately 138.2 billion years.

"Hehehe, Mr. Dean Flanders, I estimate that our Douluo Continent will not exist for more than 70 trillion years."

"So, how are you going to repay your bet?"

Flender's face turned pale, he took a pen and paper and began to count silently.

First time, 1.

The second time, 2.

The third time, 4.

……

Tenth time, 512.

Twentieth time, 524288.

……

It was only the twentieth time, and Flanders had already begun to curse Lin Feng for being despicable and shameless!

This world has simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division and the same counting methods, but there is no power.

Lin Feng watched Flanders calculating again and again. He was bored and really hungry, so he started to set up the hot pot.

After five years, Lin Feng has researched the soul power lamp, invented the soul power fire making device, made the soul power pot, etc.

It's a pity that there are no patents in this world.

When Lin Feng prepared the bottom of the pot and started arranging the dishes, Flanders finally figured it out.

"you you……"

Looking at the huge numbers on the paper that he had calculated several times but were still the same, Flanders completely collapsed!

I can't even speak!

"Don't worry, Dean. I know you will be unhappy if you lose like this. In this case, I didn't agree to your surrender just now. Let's continue the bet."

"You have two more chances to strike."

After saying that, Lin Feng stood up again and walked to the middle of the shop.

"let's start."

Lin Feng stood lazily with his hands in his pockets.

Flanders was a little moved after hearing this, but after thinking for a moment, he said beyond Lin Feng's expectation,

"No need, I, Flanders, always stick to my word. If I say I admit defeat, I will admit defeat."

"Moreover, since you have already calculated so deeply the bet I will pay if I lose.

Then I think, even if the bet continues, you should be sure of winning. "

"Although I don't know what your trump card is, it doesn't matter anymore. I'm willing to admit defeat. I, Flanders, will admit defeat!"

"I can't repay such a huge bet. Tell me, what do you want?"

Faced with the predetermined outcome, Flanders thought about it instead.

Moreover, he had an intuition that maybe this might not be a bad thing for him.

Flender's weird intuition in facing crises has always been accurate, and this has been proven in his past experiences.

Relying on this beast-like inexplicable intuition, he has escaped death many times!

This was another reason why he simply gave up.

When Lin Feng heard what Flanders said, he was a little stunned.

Is this different from what I thought?

Dean Flender, are you admitting defeat too simply?

Isn’t this how the script in my mind is written?

I'm still thinking of using my invincible defense to add more chips and then have a showdown?

Since you don't play by the rules, I can only forcefully show off!

When Lin Feng thought of this, he immediately activated his martial arts!

"Dean Flanders, before I tell you my true purpose, please allow me, Lin Feng, to reveal my trump card first!"

"Senior, please watch carefully and don't be too surprised!"

"Martial spirit, Hongmeng Heavenly Sword!"

As Lin Feng shouted, black soul power surged out from his right hand!

A cool-looking black sky knife appeared instantly!

Almost at the same time, three black soul rings rose from Lin Feng's feet!

As soon as the three thousand-year soul rings, which represented infinite glory, appeared, they took away all of Flanders' attention!

"Black soul ring?"

"Three thousand-year black soul rings?"

"The first ring is the Black Thousand Years?"

"The second and third rings are also black for ten thousand years?"

"This, this is impossible?"

"how can that be?"

"Yes, it must be because I haven't woken up yet!"

"I'm still dreaming!"

"Well, I must be dreaming!"

Flanders took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and lay back on the chair.

Then, with Lin Feng's stunned expression, he lay on the chair with his eyes closed. I don't know what Flender was thinking?

He actually used his soul power to turn a golden bead in his hand into a dragon beard needle!

He, what is he going to do?

No, it can't be?

Lin Feng looked at Flanders' crazy behavior in horror, and couldn't help but shout loudly to stop,

"No, please don't be impulsive!"

Unfortunately it's too late!

Lin Feng didn't finish his words.

Flanders, who couldn't believe the reality and subconsciously suspected that he was in a dream, had already inserted the dragon needle into his thigh!

"Ow ooh..."

"It hurts!"

"It hurts me to death!"

The dragon's beard needle pierced Flanders' thigh, and he instantly curled up into a ball!

Lin Feng opened his mouth and looked stupidly.

A big pimple suddenly appeared on Flender's thigh!

Unable to think about it, Flanders was stabbed into the body by the dragon's beard needle, and his instinctive soul power exploded!

When he jumped up, he screamed violently!

Flanders is not the rough-skinned and fleshy Fudo King Zao Wu-Ki.

Flanders, who was sweating from the pain, seemed to be cutting his flesh with a knife.

After coming back to his senses, Lin Feng, who was so shocked that he even dropped the Heavenly Saber, quickly stretched out his hand to take back the Heavenly Saber.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and Lin Feng, who was in a hurry, took the Hongmeng Heavenly Sword fused with the golden cudgel and made a thought!

Suddenly, the sky knife turned into a hollow cylinder, and began to stretch while gradually shrinking!

Because it was the first time to use it, Lin Feng, who was not very proficient at it, took a while to turn the Heavenly Sword Spirit into a thin syringe that was three to four meters long and slightly larger than the Dragon Needle.

I don't know if Lin Feng was also made mad by Flanders' actions, but he did not get up and walk to Flanders' side.

Instead, he controlled a three- to four-meter-long syringe, and with the cooperation of Flanders who regained consciousness, he pierced his thigh. After coming into contact with the golden bead, Lin Feng controlled his martial soul and began to follow the golden bead. shape changes.

Finally, the golden bead was wrapped in a syringe transformed from the Heavenly Sword.

Then, an embarrassing scene occurred!

Once the dragon's beard needle pierces the human body, it will not turn into a needle shape again by inputting soul power through the martial soul again.

There must be special techniques.

And only Tang San could do it in the entire continent.

One operation is as fierce as a tiger,

Let’s wait and see if the effect is there!

Lin Feng withdrew his martial spirit in embarrassment.

"That Dean Flanders, why don't you just cut it?"

Flanders' face was throbbing with pain, and he was sweating profusely.

There is no way, his martial soul is somewhat special in the agility and attack system, so his perception ability is extremely excellent. But as a price, the painful touch is also amplified several times!

(End of this chapter)