The God of Douluo bestows martial soul

"No matter who you are, I advise you to mind your own business!"

"Because meddling in people's own business can lead to death."

As the man in white spoke, dense vines flew out from under his clothes, spreading their teeth and claws like octopus tentacles.

The mysterious man on the roof did not speak. He directly raised the sledgehammer in his hand and hit the man in white on the head, showing his attitude with practical actions.

"Hmph, if you don't leave, then you will die together with me... Wait, you actually have nine soul rings?!"

As the mysterious man approached, the man in white, who originally wanted to raise his hand to fight back, accidentally noticed the nine soul rings arranged in an orderly manner on the other man's body.

Especially the last -year-old red soul ring made his heart tremble suddenly, and he shouted that something was wrong.

He just punished an unknown brat, why did he offend a titled Douluo?

And why does the hammer in his hand look so familiar?

Is it...

Before the man in white could think too much, the black sledgehammer landed on top of his head in the blink of an eye.

In a hurry, the man in white summoned the martial soul's true form. At the same time, the dense vines nearly doubled in thickness, became darker in color, and shone with a metallic cold light under the moonlight.

The vines were entangled layer by layer, and soon formed a ball shape, completely wrapping the man in white inside.

boom!

The black sledgehammer struck hard on the vines that were entangled in countless layers. In an instant, the seemingly hard vines shattered into pieces, and the fragments were embedded deeply into the walls on both sides.

Among them, the man in white was knocked away by a huge force. He slid against the ground for more than ten meters before spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

He tried to struggle a few times, but in the end he was unable to get up. He could only cover his collapsed chest with one hand and lay on his back, breathing heavily.

Seeing the man in white lying half dead on the ground, the mysterious man did not take any further action. He first glanced in the direction of Xu Ran, then jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the thick night in the blink of an eye.

As the man in white was injured and dying, Xu Ran regained control of his body. He looked up at the direction the mysterious man left and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although the mysterious man was wrapped tightly and had the cover of night, Xu Ran had already determined his identity the first time he saw him.

The black hammer in his hand is also the best proof of his identity.

Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.

It was mentioned in the novel that Tang Hao secretly guarded Tang San most of the time. It seemed that he was blessed by Tang San this time.

"Ouch...hmm~"

His train of thought was interrupted by a groan from the side. Xu Ran turned around and looked at the man in white who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a sneer on his face.

After taking a few steps to reach the other party, Xu Ran knelt down, reached out and patted the man in white on the face.

"Don't pretend to be dead."

The man in white was motionless as if he had really fainted.

Seeing this, Xu Ran sneered and punched the man's collapsed chest.

"I want you to open your eyes!"

"Oh, it hurts me to death!"

The man in white vomited out a mouthful of blood again. He clutched his chest tightly, his face was pale, covered in cold sweat, and his body was trembling with severe pain.

After taking a few breaths, the man spat out the blood in his mouth. His voice sounded very weak, "Please, please... don't kill me. I will agree to whatever... you ask..."

In just one sentence, the man took several breaths to finish.

He is no longer the murderous demon just now, but now the man in white... no, I should say the man in red. There is no trace of ferocity in his eyes, only full of fear.

More of a prayer.

Xu Ran simply ignored the man in white's begging for mercy. He knew that if Tang Hao hadn't appeared just now, he would probably be the one who fell to the ground now.

You can sympathize with the weak,

But you must not sympathize with the enemy.

Very simply, he turned the man over so that his back was facing the sky and facing the ground. Then, as the man continued to beg, Xu Ran pulled off his pants.

"Don't worry, it will only hurt for a while and it will pass soon."

Xu Ran comforted softly, and at the same time, he raised the ox in his hand high and aimed at a hole hidden in the grass and stabbed it hard.

puff!

Blood splattered out,

Xu Ran ducked sideways.

And then,

Xu Ran gently turned the handle of the bull thorn.

A scream like a slaughtering pig echoed throughout the alley.

"what!!!"

……

After killing the man in white, Xu Ran tidied up his clothes and met everyone at the entrance of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Looking at Xu Ran walking towards him, the worry in Xing Ling's eyes slowly disappeared.

Tang San stepped forward and punched Xu Ran on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Brother Ran, what are you doing here? You couldn't be secretly having a tryst with someone, right? We've been waiting here for a long time."

"I have a tryst with your sister. I just met an acquaintance. I couldn't help but chat for a while. I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Brother Ran, did you hear any sounds just now, such as screams? It seemed to be coming from the direction you came from."

"Really? Why didn't I hear it?"

Xu Ran shook his head, then changed the topic and chatted with Tang San about tonight's battle.

When talking about tonight's battle, everyone suddenly became interested, and even Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been aloof, joined the discussion.

Only Flanders and Zhao Wuji stood aside, looking at Xu Ran with a slight change in their eyes.

In addition to being keenly observant, the four-eyed owl is also very sensitive to smells. Although the smell of blood on Xu Ran's body was very light, it still couldn't escape his nose.

Zhao Wuji on the side was also aware of it.

The two looked at each other, and then a helpless smile appeared on their faces.

It seems that Xu Ran has already learned the lesson of killing.

This kid is only sixteen years old.

I really don't know what he has been through.

Everyone stood there and chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Flanders reminded everyone to prepare to return.

After patting Xu Ran on the shoulder, Oscar asked, "By the way, Xu Ran, are you going back to the college with us tonight or staying in the city? Ma Hongjun will probably stay overnight, so you can sleep in his bed." "

"Then let's go back to the academy with you, if you don't mind." Xu Ran smiled and nodded.

"I don't mind, I don't mind at all." Oscar slapped his chest, "When you get back, you can continue to tell me your story in Noah's Forest, especially the giant elephant ant you talked about this afternoon. You stopped talking about it halfway and let me think about it till now."

"Yes, Brother Ran, I have always been curious about how you got these four thousand-year soul rings, and the story between you and Sister Xingling. There is plenty of time tonight, so you can tell it slowly, hehe."

Tang San also joined in, but Xu Ran was so eaten that his brain collapsed on the spot.

Xu Ran then asked Xing Ling for his opinion, and Xing Ling also smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let Xing Ling sleep in the same bed as me tonight. Since we are both so thin, even a bed for two of us is more than enough." Xiao Wu took Xing Ling's arm affectionately and vomited as she spoke. Stick out his little tongue.

"Xiao Wu, do you mean that Zhuqing and I are fat?"

Ning Rongrong pinched her waist and pouted, pretending to be angry.

"No way, my Rongrong and Zhuqing are the most beautiful."

Xiao Wu stepped forward and took Ning Rongrong's hand, who in turn took Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

The four little girls, hand in hand and side by side, took the lead to walk out of the city amid laughter and laughter.

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