Douluo's dark martial arts

Some people are like this. Even if they have regrets in their hearts, they don't want to trouble others before they die.

It’s not that they are embarrassed, but their dignity makes them unwilling to recall the past that they once regretted.

Two months later, Matthew Nuo died, peacefully in his sleep.

After attending Matthew Nuo's funeral, Teach took the martial arts development notes Matthew Nuo left for him, which recorded Matthew Nuo's five years of research on the dark martial spirit.

The content in it had actually been memorized by Teach a few years ago, but it was just out of a sense of nostalgia. Teach planned to take it to Soto City, which also meant that the old man would visit some Soto City intermittently.

After a long journey in the carriage, when Teach and his party arrived at Soto City, known as the "Granary of Barak", Teach had eaten up all the cherry pie in the carriage.

Soto City is located within the Barak Kingdom. Because it will not be subject to any external threats, the city gates here are open all day long.

Compared to Notting City, which is shrouded in a quiet atmosphere at night, Soto City looks more like a noisy city that never sleeps, with all the shops on both sides of the street brightly lit.

Many ordinary people who work during the day also roll out their small cars and go to the streets at night to sell some snacks and small items, so as to earn more money for firewood, rice, oil and salt.

It was the first time he came to such a prosperous place. Tsuna, who came with Tiqi, seemed very interested.

Especially when I saw the bracelets and hairpins sold by the vendors on their carts, I had never heard of the poor quality of today’s exquisite jewelry in Soto City, so I just took the vendor’s cart away.

On the contrary, Shiliu, with his eyelids introverted next to Tiqi, looked indifferent, as if he had no interest in everyone.

When Tiqi arrived here, he did not choose to check into a hotel first. Instead, he had the rare patience to hang out with Tsuna in the noisy night market for a while, and then led them towards a tall building not far away.

Great Spirit Arena,

The hundred-meter-high spirit fighting arena looks extremely majestic in the night, like a man-eating monster lying on the ground, waiting for its prey to take the initiative to enter its mouth.

"Is this the Great Soul Fighting Arena?"

Arriving at the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Xiliu, who had drooped eyelids along the way, was like a wolf smelling the smell of blood. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the magnificent building in front of him.

Wang Xie, who was holding the package for Gangzhi, saw that he was coming to the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes.

He and Tiqi just want to become stronger, and the Great Soul Fighting Field is a rare treasure land for soul masters. Here you will encounter all kinds of soul master opponents.

"There are still three months before I report to the Wuhun Lord Hall. I want to relax here. You don't have to think too much. You can just watch the show if you don't want to actually fight. I won't force you to compete."

Tiqi stared at the Great Soul Fighting Arena and didn't know what he was thinking. Under his eyes as calm as dead water, there seemed to be some kind of extreme madness.

Register, sort,

Xiliu, who followed Tiqi all the way, would look at Tiqi from time to time in the rest area. Five years of getting along with him made him aware of Tiqi's abnormality today.

Ever since he came to Soto City, Tiqi has seemed extraordinarily normal. If it were applied to other people, it would be fine, but for someone like Tiqi, this normality would seem extremely abnormal.

"Is it because of the teacher?"

Xiliu leaned on the back of the chair and was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "If it's because of the teacher's death, I don't think I have anything to comfort you, because I am also very..."

"I need quiet."

Tiqi sat aside with his eyes closed. He did not acknowledge what Xiliu said, but he did not refute it either.

Was he sad about Matheno's death?

He can answer seriously and from the bottom of his heart without feeling sad at all.

It was really impossible for Teach to grieve for a person who died of natural old age. It was not that he was cold-hearted, but that death was something he could not escape in his mind.

Matthew Nuo has done everything he could do during his lifetime. Although he knows that the old man still has regrets, who can live without regrets?

It is already a great blessing for a person to die at the end of his life. He can still do all the things he can do before death. Tiqi is too envious, so how can he be sad?

After arriving in Soto City, Teach became "normal" because he realized that he was the only one left now. The person who had silently supported him for the past five years was gone.

Facing the brightly lit Soto City and the unfamiliar Wuhun Main Hall, Tiqi only had three useless companions around him. This feeling of hesitation and confusion made him eager for some pain to restore himself.

The pace of the game was very fast. After a while, it was Teach's turn in the dugout. The opponent he was playing against happened to be warming up not far away.

Seeing that his opponent was a young man who had just registered and had not even prepared for the warm-up, the 40-year-old uncle excitedly pointed at Tiqi to his friends in the stands, then came to Tiqi's side and said with excitement,

"Young man, you must be 15 years old. Don't be nervous for a while. Just treat it as a training session for the first time and you will get a few beatings at most. I will be gentle."

"Thank you very much." Tiqi said with a habitual polite smile on his face.

Although he is only 11 years old, due to his relatively good physical development, he is now 1.7 meters tall. In the past, poachers in the Soul Hunting Forest would often guess his age incorrectly.

Seeing Tiqi's sly smile once again, Wang Xie and Gang Zhi, who were in the audience behind, felt their hearts tightening. They had basically anticipated what this uncle was going to experience next.

This person... I'm afraid he's going to be disabled...

The competition in Tiqibao is not a life and death match, because there are always few contestants in a life and death match. Although killing is not allowed in a gambling match, it is still okay to maim the arms and legs.

After entering the stage through the Soul Fighting Channel, Tiqi stepped onto the ring amidst the cheers from the outside. The bright headlights above his head allowed him to focus on the uncle who walked out of the Soul Fighting Channel in front of him.

After the host briefly introduced the names and spirits of the two people, Tiqi's first spirit fight was officially concluded.

"bring it on!"

The middle-aged uncle shouted loudly and activated his martial spirit. His martial spirit was an elk, which is considered a relatively decent type among animal martial spirits. In the martial spirit state, what he is best at is head-on collisions and protracted battles.

Seeing that Tiqi did not activate the martial spirit immediately, the middle-aged uncle immediately chose to take action first. The purple soul ring under his feet lit up, and a purple light wrapped around the antlers. He immediately rushed in the direction of Tiqi,

To say that striking lightly was just an act of teasing his opponent before the game. As a contestant who always loses more than he wins in the spirit fighting arena, his desire for victory made him want to knock Teach out of the ring.

At this moment, all the audience focused on Tiqi, who had not activated his martial spirit for a long time. It was not until the middle-aged uncle came within two meters that Tiqi activated his martial spirit under everyone's gaze.

The black cyclone was aimed at the "elk" rushing towards him, and a cold light flashed through the scarlet eyes under the black broken hair,

Dark water!