Douluo: My Martial Soul is actually a Duck

Chapter 6: My surname is Jian, and my name is Wuyou

The name Jian Wuyou originally meant something good, but his parents didn't think about what the two words "Wuyou" together meant when they were put together.What comes to mind is: Be fearless and willing to sacrifice everything for your friends.

"Dai Mubai, I will definitely hang you from the rafters!"

Dai Mubai: Where did I offend you?

Our evil-eyed white tiger is not a little white cat to be trifled with. He suddenly transformed into a white tiger possessed!

"Shower gel! Take the move!"

Dai Mubai punched Jian Wuyou away, and traces of blood flowed from his mouth.

None of the merchants dared to help, but they had already made up their mind, "We cannot help you in any substantial way, but top merchants like us will definitely stop selling any goods to you or your family."

"I have no grievances with you, but you are taking action against me?"

Everyone: Which of your eyes saw Mr. Bitch taking action?

Jian Wuyou wiped away a mouthful of blood again, Jian Wuyou threw up his fist and rushed over.

As a result, he accidentally stepped on his own nail rake, and the wooden pole hit him hard on the head.

Jian Wuyou's eyes were blank, he dropped the rake heavily to the side, and his body began to fall backwards, leaning heavily against the wall.

Suddenly there was a brilliance twisting in his eyes, and two yellow soul rings floated on his body.

"My surname is Jian, my name is Wuyou, I also have the nickname Duoyou, my nickname is Lonely Lay Scholar, my title is Escape King, my martial spirit can reach duck level, and I am a level 29 fighting spirit master. Please give me your advice."

"Strange? Why did it change so quickly? Did your brain become like this? And you were banned as the Escape King? What the hell?"

"What type of soul master are you?"

"I'll write it on the rope that binds you."

Jian Wuyou's tone was indifferent.

"You still want to tie me to the beam? That's ridiculous. The second soul skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Jian Wuyou tilted his head 0.5 degrees, "I have calculated all the possibilities of your attack direction, wind speed, strength, angle."

Jian Wuyou easily dodged the energy pills one after another.

Jian Wuyou stomped his feet lightly on the ground, and the entire hotel was frozen. "The second soul skill: Dance on the Ice Lake."

Jian Wuyou turned into a meteor-like white light and began to wander on the frozen smooth ice. From time to time, he would attack Dai Mubai from various angles, 25 times a second, and there would be no repeated attack in a minute.

Jian Wuyou slowly stood behind Dai Mubai, who was already kneeling on the ground in pain.

Jian Wuyou picked up his feet with one hand, and Jian Wuyou tied his hands and feet and hung them on the lampshade in the hall.

Jianwuyou also produced a recording soul guide. Jianwuyou turned on the recorder while Jianwuyou put it aside.

While recording and beating, he turned on the soul skill, and the voice came into it, "The first step of a small goal in life is to hang Dai Mubai up and beat him."

After Jian Wuyou solved everything, he beat Dai Mubai to the ground. Jian Wuyou suddenly felt a splitting headache.

"Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hehe hehe, hee hee hee, hahaha, la la la, Brusi Drilawiski~"

Jian Wuyou started yelling again, and now even ordinary people didn't dare to laugh at him.

"So strong. The power this person just burst out at that moment was enough to lift a level 36 Soul Lord and beat him."

Dai Mubai hugged the twins as he left, "You're fine, I'll wait for you at Shrek."

"Looks like it's time to go visit Slime. He wasn't hung to the beam just now, but to the lamp."

(End of this chapter)