Douluo: The Soul Skill I Endowed All Things was exposed by Qian Renxue

Chapter 120 Duel
Si Qingfeng walked past him, nodded, "Well, come on, you're very good."

After being praised by the other party, Quan Jiafu opened his mouth, smiled smirk, and went to buy breakfast contentedly.

While waiting for the meal, I thought to myself, Mr. is really strong, and he doesn't sweat when running, so I have to work hard to reach this level!

Then, the owner of the breakfast shop saw him running in place doing high leg lifts, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

But I can't say anything. After all, this is a big customer. I bought a hundred breakfasts today.

Back in the house, Si Qingfeng fell asleep and fell asleep. Yesterday seemed to be too indulgent. With his strength, he felt very tired.

As time passed day by day, Si Qingfeng could always see Quan Jiafu who was running in the morning.

Later, more and more people ran with Quan Jiafu, and everyone thought it was Mr. Si's confession.

Every day, they could also see Mr. Si walking by or going up the corridor.

But the only thing they didn't understand was that no matter how early they got up, they never saw Mr. on the street.

On this day, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Where do you go for a run every day, sir, how about we go together in the future?"

Si Qingfeng quickly waved his hands, "Ah, no need, no need, I like to be alone."

The crowd suddenly realized that this was the case.

But they still couldn't help being curious, so they got up earlier and changed places every day. They ran all over the killing city, but they didn't find Si Qingfeng.

Could it be that Mr. is really avoiding himself on purpose?

Thinking about it this way, it's really possible that with the mental strength of the other party, as long as you pay more attention when running, you can easily avoid everyone.

During this period of time, the killing capital has undergone obvious changes.

On weekdays, everyone fights in the killing field of hell very friendly, no longer fighting to the death, and focusing on friendly exchanges.

At the beginning, some people got red-eyed and started desperately, but they were all stopped by Wu Qian and Xing Yi.

These 80 No. [-] people will stop at the killing field of hell, so it will be safe and there will be no accidents.

Ever since, everyone's bloodliness has also begun to converge, and there are very few deaths outside the hell killing field.

Wu Qian is very satisfied, the daily fixed income is very high, everyone likes to participate in the battle more and more, and the soul guides in everyone's hands are of the same level, the victory is hard to predict, and the casino has reopened.

The money in everyone's hands has also increased. Except for the loan returned to Mr. Si, the rest is kept in the casino. If you win, you can make a small profit, and if you lose, it's nothing, and you won't go hungry.

Tang Hao looked at his son who was completely covered in blood, seeing the blood visible to the naked eye, which was getting less and less day by day, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, his son's talent was really excellent.

He hadn't expected it at all, it was because the Bloody Mary gave birth every day and consumed a lot of blood, and the income was zero.

On this day, it rained in the capital of killing, blood rain.

Standing in front of the window of Si Qingfeng's room, Xing Yi couldn't help sighing, "What's wrong, it's raining in the killing capital."

Si Qingfeng was puzzled, "Why, hasn't it rained in the long time you've been here?"

Seeing the other party shaking his head, he touched his chin unconsciously.

There must be a demon in the event of impermanence, and this matter may not be that simple.

On the road, those pedestrians stopped and looked at the sky.

"It's raining"

Someone stretched out his hand, caught the rainwater with his hand, saw the bright red color, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"This is blood."

In the depths of the killing capital, Tang Hao looked at his son in the blood story.

I saw that Tang San emitted a fierce red light, the blood mist filled him, enveloped him, and the aura continued to rise.

After a while, the blood mist exploded, and all the blood that had attached to his body before was shaken away and scattered in the blood pool.

Open your eyes, a red color.

"Roar!" He shook his head and roared, echoing in the ground.

Taking a deep breath, the red light in his eyes receded and his clarity returned.

"Okay!" Tang Hao yelled, smiling all over his face, his son lived up to his expectations.

Glancing at the depth of the blood tan, yes, my son consumes so much to comprehend the domain, which also shows that the domain must be very powerful, at least much more than himself.

Seeing Tang Hao's figure, Tang San was a little moved. Could it be that his father has been by his side after he has practiced for so long?
She ran over coquettishly, "Daddy."

Tang Hao hugged his son, lovingly stroking his head, "That's right, better than your father."

"No way, how can I compare with Daddy, but now I feel stronger than ever, and I can't wait to go to the hell killing field to try." Tang San clenched his fists, his eyes determined.

"Come on, let's go take a look together."

Hell Slaughtering Field, just after a battle, Tang Hao brought Tang San down from the sky, looking at the deserted arena, Tang San jumped and landed on it.

Looking at the crowd around him, he shouted, "Come on!"

He desperately wanted to fight now.

In the auditorium and in the rest area, everyone noticed the other person's figure and recognized him as the Son of Slaughter.

I was a little timid for a while.

After all, the other party was famous, and he used hidden weapons superbly. Since entering the killing field of hell, there were no undead souls under his command.

A more courageous person let out a long breath, jumped from the rest area, and jumped onto the competition stage, "I'll meet you."

Seeing the opponent's appearance, Tang San went up and down a lot, stretched out his index finger and waved, "You, no, change to a strong one!"

He has never seen this person before. He used to hang out in the killing fields of hell. He has seen the strong ones, and the weak ones don't bother to remember them, so he has no impression of the other party.

Feeling his humiliation, this person is dissatisfied, but he can't step down like this, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

"Please advise!" He cupped his hands and fists at the other party very politely.

Seeing this, Tang Hao in the air and Tang San on the stage were both stunned.

When did the battle in Hell's Killing Fields become so polite?
Tang San thought for a while, and understood that the other party was behaving better, hoping that he could show mercy and not kill him.

He sneered, in this killing field of hell, if I don't kill you, the audience won't be willing either!
At the beginning of the battle, Tang San held it in the air, and an invisible aura centered on him quickly spread around.

The opponent was soon enveloped in it. At this moment, the person only felt that his body became heavy, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

In the rest area, Wu Qian looked at Tang San, the Son of Slaughter really became stronger and stronger.

Looking at Tang Hao in the air again, hehe, it's not the busiest time yet, the killing field in hell is already overcrowded, the Lord of Slaughter should come to praise himself later.

He was very happy.

(End of this chapter)