Douluo: King of Scrolls Flies to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect

The first test when going out - killing someone?

Ning Susu and Zhu Zhuye came to this conclusion after knowing that this fighting spirit was different from those in other places.

but--

"Did you really kill someone?"

The bonfire was glowing. The group had been out for nearly half a month. The outline of the Jianshan Mountain Range in the distance could already be seen. It would take about three days to reach the destination.

At night, when everyone was resting and removing the weight belts from their feet and hands, Tie You suddenly asked this question.

Everyone knows what he means by this.

"Of course he killed me. Even cold weapons and poisoning are allowed in the fighting arena. What do you think?"

Ning Susu didn't expect Yue Qilan to answer this question first. Ning Susu looked at Yue Qilan's pale face.

Yesterday, Yue Qilan spent a night in the inn soaking in the second stage of the bone-hardening potion, and today she was particularly energetic in her journey.

Yue Qilan, who had been enduring the pain all over her body and didn't want to drag down her teammates, continued to bathe without taking a break or saying a word, so much so that her temper had become visibly more irritable.

Yue Qilan's tone indicated that she also wanted to do it herself.

But what Yue Qilan said was true.

Earlier, Ning Susu asked Luo Yu if this competition had no taboos about killing people.

Luo Yu also said that it was true.

They would not stop anyone from defeating or killing their opponents on stage, regardless of whether they used soul skills or soul power, or other private means.

At that time, the two auxiliary soul masters present subconsciously reached for their own soul guides.

The auxiliary soul masters of Qibao Academy, especially those who directly join Qibao Liuli Sect later, have a "Self-improvement Course" unique to them.

They are familiar with hidden weapons, cold weapons, and poisons.

That is to say, in such competitions, they also have the opportunity to kill people.

"In the world of soul masters, death is normal."

Yang Fei stated this fact very calmly.

Whether it is Pojun or Jujian Sect, they have witnessed too many sacrifices and deaths of their elders since they were young.

After he said that, he looked at Tieyou's somewhat pale face again, remembering that Tieyou's parents were ordinary people, and even in their entire village, there was only one genius like Tieyou. Whenever Tieyou was mentioned, they all praised him.

Naturally, no one told him how cruel the world of soul masters was.

Because of Tieyou, life in their village is much better than before.

Because of this, Yang Fei was recommended to the advanced department after graduating from the junior students, and immediately joined the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Tieyou has indeed been lucky in recent years because of his extremely high talent and his living environment has been simple over the years.

At school, he has been practicing martial arts with his teacher and sparring with his peers.

When I go home during the holidays, I bring back all kinds of good things for my family and the village.

Tieyou's existence brought good reputation to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in those ordinary people's villages.

He is different from those disciples who have family background or sect inheritance. Even though he has always known that the journey of soul master training is cruel, he did not expect that this "cruelness" would come so soon.

"People die for money, birds die for food. Those who choose to stand on top will already be aware of their own mortality."

Ning Susu looked at Tie You and told him not to feel so guilty.

But she also felt a lot of emotion, because the most soft-hearted person in her team was Tie You, who looked the most muscular.

The others, at least before they killed anyone, seemed quite calm. They must have received education in this area at home.

"What about us? We will die..."

Before Tie You finished speaking, Han Hui nudged him with his elbow and said, "Can't you just stop thinking about this?"

"That's right, we are thinking about how to win." Han Ling also said, "Only if we win, our lives and the lives of our opponents will be in our hands."

Dugu Bo listened to Han Ling's somewhat idealistic words and snorted sarcastically.

Han Ling: “…”

They were quite honest towards this Titled Douluo worshipper.

No matter how Dugu Bo nagged them, they didn't get angry.

In the eyes of Titled Douluo, they are just a group of ants.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuye and Ning Susu remained silent, Qin Ming couldn't help but ask curiously, "What do you two think about this fighting spirit competition?"

"It's nothing, just kill them all."

Zhu Zhuye didn't say anything, but once she opened her mouth, Han Ling just said that the other party's life was in her hands, but Zhu Zhuye directly wanted to take the other party's life. Han Ling was so scared that she widened her eyes and said, "Not really?"

"Rules for the team battle in the Sword City Dungeon Fighting Spirit Arena: The number of players in a team is 5-10. The number of players on both sides can be unequal, and the level of the members on the team can be higher than one level. The highest level members on both sides can be at the same level."

Zhu Zhuye repeated the rules of the game that Luo Yu had mentioned last time, and said, "That is to say, a team of ten like us is likely to encounter a team of all Soul Kings. After all, Qin Ming and I are both at the Soul King level.

If the two of us didn’t participate…”

Zhu Zhuye said, looking up at Luo Yu who was already drinking tea, and asked, "Did you ask Teacher Luo for permission?"

"disagree."

Luo Yu said this without even raising his head.

Everyone looked at Luo Yu as if they had seen a ghost.

"Teacher, you want us Soul Sect to fight Soul King?"

Han Hui stuttered.

Han Ling was dumbfounded.

Just now she said that as long as they win, her life and the opponent's life will be in their hands.

Now that she heard that there was such a possibility, she found it ridiculous.

When the Soul Sect fights the Soul King, how much effort will they have to put in to snatch the fruits of victory from the opponent?

By then, the other party's life will be in their hands, and it would be almost the same if they died together!

"Don't worry, we won't encounter such a situation in the first game of such a game." Ning Susu understood the nature of such a game.

"But when we have won four games in a row, or are about to win five games in a row or more, it's hard to say."

Sooner or later, they will meet.

Luo Yu’s request to them was that they would leave when the team earned 100,000 gold soul coins.

It was still humane of us not to let them achieve ten consecutive wins.

When they arrived at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, Ning Susu directly took out a bunch of wigs and some tattoos from her soul guide.

"Come on, everyone, change your clothes. When you go out, you give yourself an identity."

When Ning Susu took out the row of colorful Mary Sue wigs that looked like a rainbow, everyone, including Zhu Zhuye, was stunned.

"Is it necessary to do all this?"

Zhu Zhuye's mouth twitched. It was obvious that Ning Susu had planned so many colorful wigs for a long time!

“As for that, there are many nobles and powerful people here, and they all wear masks and don’t show their faces. If you show your face, you won’t be able to recognize them when you meet them outside, and others will remember you.

Don't blame people for calling you a gambler when the time comes, because you'll do anything for a few gold soul coins."

Everyone: 0.0!!!

But even so, when wearing this wig, people don’t think they are that proud_(：3」∠)_

But in the end, all of them could not escape the fate of wearing colorful wigs. Luo Yu and Dugu Bo were okay. Although they also asked to wear wigs, the colors were not as weird as theirs.

Ning Susu handed a pink wig to Dugu Bo and said with a smile: "Grandpa Dugu, do you want to try this color? It's so bright! Just like the fresh buds on the peach tree branches in spring~"

Dugu Bo: "..."