From Douluo to Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 102 I want to fight ten

Tang Ji was talking about Acacia Broken Heart, of course, but this fairy grass has been given to Xiao Wu by him, even if the Ice and Fire Yangyi Eye can make the plant grow ten times, the Acacia Broken Heart can grow back into a shape that can bring the dead back to life. It takes 100 years, that is, Acacia Heartbroken Red that needs more than 1000 years of vintage.

"100 years? I can wait, then I will be your bodyguard for 100 years to protect your safety. After you revive Zhan Ling, I will officially serve you as Lord." Panlong Douluo thought for a while and said.

Originally he had no hope, but Tang Ji at least gave him hope now. It's only 100 years. With his cultivation of Limit Douluo, he can still survive. He doesn't expect too much, and he can see Zhan Ling before he dies. He was content to be resurrected.

"It's good that you have no opinion!" Tang Ji nodded and said.

In fact, it may not take 100 years to resurrect Zhan Ling, as long as his strength can be improved to a certain level, and then he can condense his godhead or comprehend or master the law of time, he can resurrect Zhan Ling in advance.

However, he is not going to take the initiative to tell Panlong Douluo that 100 years is the time when he can definitely resurrect Zhan Ling. If he is lucky enough to achieve this goal before, it will be a surprise for Panlong Douluo.

"This year, I will practice well in the capital of killing, and I will get the opportunity to enter the road to hell through the killing field of hell. If you can, come with me!" Tang Ji said.

Although Tang Ji is confident that he can break through, one more person is more guarantee. If he can pass through Hell Road in a more ordinary way without using his hole cards, Tang Ji is still very happy.

"No problem. In fact, I have won 91 victories in the killing field of hell. I will definitely be able to challenge the killing field of hell with you in a year." Panlong Douluo said confidently. With his strength, if he didn't want to With Zhan Ling in the capital of killing, he could have left long ago.

"Okay then, I'll go to the hell killing field first." Tang Ji left the cave, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

His butterfly seems to have changed too many things. In the original book, there is absolutely no Panlong Douluo who has won ninety victories in the hell killing field.

But from the looks of it, this change seems to be a change for the better. After all, if Panlong Douluo, the top combat power, is by his side, many things can be easily solved.

For example, in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition a year later, if Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo came to block the way like in the original book, he might be able to keep these two people forever.

And with Panlong Douluo by their side, they can better protect Xiao Wu. She is not only their own sister, but also their own brother Tang San's future wife, and their younger siblings.

With him around, no matter what, the scene of life and death in the original book can no longer appear.

Tang Ji came to the Hell Killing Fields again and signed up with his ID card. Because there is no sunlight, the Killing City has always been lit with things. Although they don't know whether it is day or night, they at least know when Tang Ji left and returned. It was less than two hours.

"Sure enough, he is a stupefied young man. He came to die without even adjusting his state within two hours."

"Just now he was lucky, escaped the attacks of others, and won the victory when others were weak, but now he is not so lucky."

"Just now he made me lose so much Bloody Mary, I want to get it back from him!"

Tang Ji's reversal victory just now obviously made many people lose money, and they didn't dare to deal with the long-famous Panlong Douluo, so they put their grievances on Tang Ji.

Several Contra-level fallen people directly chose to participate in the Hell Killing Fields, wanting to wash away their shame with Tang Ji's blood.

Soon the ten-member competition team had assembled, and Tang Ji and the other nine entered the arena of the hell killing field.

The difference from just now is that this time no one ignored Tang Ji's existence, and all tacitly approached Tang Ji. They decided to deal with Tang Ji first and then fight among the nine of them.

"Ah, I can't even hide it like this!" Tang Ji said helplessly. Five Contras and four Soul Sages, he had to face each other with this lineup.

The magic phone turned into a Qingfeng sword, and Tang Ji took the initiative to attack.

Facing an opponent with three or four more soul rings than himself, Tang Ji directly used the Dugu Nine Swords learned from the Book Sea Space Middle School.

Although the Dugu Nine Swords is only a kind of swordsmanship in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, this swordsmanship is also considered to be among the best in terms of combat skills, and this swordsmanship can also increase the attack power through soul power.

Coupled with the sharpness of the Qingfeng sword turned into by the magic phone, no one could get close to Tang Ji within 1.5 meters of his body for a while. A few wounds.

However, Tang Ji didn't even use a trace of soul power during this period, only relying on the subtlety of the sword technique and the sword technique displayed by the body's reaction.

Slightly familiarized himself with the use of swordsmanship, Tang Ji began to infuse soul power into the Qingfeng sword, and a three-foot green sword glow immediately appeared on the blade, which more than doubled Tang Ji's attack range.

This time, the fallen souls of the soul saint level were not so lucky. One of them was directly killed by the sword glow, and the other two were also cut off by the sword glow, and their combat effectiveness dropped sharply.

At this moment, Tang Jicai faintly revealed some strength. In this killing city where even soul skills cannot be used, Tang Ji's skills in using soul power and using weapons are not weak enough to face ordinary Title Douluo downwind.

The few Contras who had come to the stage to avenge their revenge became more and more frightened. They thought Tang Ji was just a lucky rookie, but this battle told them that although Tang Ji was a rookie, his fighting power was not weak.

With the strength of his five-ringed soul king, facing the siege of nine soul masters far surpassing his own cultivation, not only did he not lose the wind, but even hurt them.

Without soul skills, it means that they can't have long-range attack means, and they can't increase themselves, but they are not Tang Ji's opponents at all when attacking melee.

But it is useless to regret, the hell killing field, once you step into it, you can either go on alive or be buried in the ring forever.

The few people who already knew that their combat ability was not as good as Tang Ji's completely gave up defense at this time, turning all their soul power into attack power, and fighting desperately with injuries for injuries.

Since they couldn't compete in skills, then they competed desperately. They didn't believe that the vitality of a five-ringed soul king could match their eight-ringed soul fighter's soul master.

Facing the stormy attack of everyone in the arena, Tang Ji smiled slightly.

Dugu Nine Swords was originally an offensive swordsmanship, and in the name of cracking moves, their full attack allowed Tang Ji to find more flaws, and the opponent gave up all defenses, which also caused many times that the opponent's attack had not yet landed. He has ended the life of the other party by himself.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Ji stood alone on the ring, with nine corpses lying under his feet, whose souls had been sent into reincarnation by him.

"I want to fight ten more!" Tang Ji shouted arrogantly towards the bottom of the ring.

Because the battle didn't exceed an hour from start to finish, Tang Ji wasn't tired at all, so he didn't need to rest, and his arrogance caused a lot of hatred, and soon he gathered the number of people for another match.

(End of this chapter)