The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Ma Hongjun listened to the blood demon's guidance and came to the arena. The closer he walked, the stronger the smell of blood became. Arriving in front of the arena, he saw corpses all on the ground. Some of them already have flies nibbling on them. He didn't look at it for fear that he would throw up. After he walked into the arena gate. See this is a closed arena. There is a huge battle field in the middle. There were two people fighting on the field. Ma Hongjun had no soul power, so he did not use his soul power to measure the strength of the two of them. He only knows that in this place, strength is the most important thing. He must fight quickly, obtain the so-called hundred victories, and then leave this place.

Just as Ma Hongjun was thinking, he was interrupted by someone.

"Fat man, if you get in, get in. If you don't get in, get out of here. I still have a game today and I don't want to kill you. You don't deserve to be killed by me."

One person scolded Ma Hongjun harshly, and the words were very unpleasant. Ma Hongjun turned aside and glanced at him. Ma Hongjun's eyes were very small. Although this glance was glaring at him, it still had no effect. No one will be afraid at all. And not only did it scare no one, it made the man laugh.

"Hahaha, these two little eyes are still glaring like others. Hahaha, it's so funny to me."

Ma Hongjun looked at the man who was laughing at him and couldn't help but feel angry. Ever since I was a child, I have been fatter than other kids my age. When he grew up, he still looked very ugly. Ma Hongjun couldn't stand this anymore, so he chose to go out. Leave this family that he hates so much. Although he was wandering outside, Ma Hongjun relied on his strong strength to work as a mercenary. When he was ten years old, he joined a mercenary team. I just left there last year.

The job of a mercenary is to protect some soulless dignitaries or precious items that others need to escort. The ten-year-old Ma Hongjun was already a level 20 great soul master. At that time, he began to work with the escorts. Children as young as ten begin to fight for their lives. So he works hard and is not lazy. Although the job of a mercenary is tiring and hard, he earns a lot. Therefore, many strong or courageous people are willing to become mercenaries. But the selection of mercenaries is also very demanding. Not just anyone can become a mercenary. But there is one condition for mercenaries, that is, a soul master, but becoming a mercenary is unconditional. The higher the soul power, the higher the salary you get.

And this is how Ma Hongjun became a mercenary. But the first time he applied for a mercenary job, he hit a wall. Because people saw him as a child, they ignored him. But when Ma Hongjun used his two soul rings, the captain of the mercenary team left and applied for him. And let him get double the funds than other mercenaries. Although many people were unconvinced at first, the team shut them all up with just one sentence.

"If any of you is unconvinced, come out and fight with him. Whoever wins, I will give him a hundred gold soul coins."

Just like that, no one said anything anymore. Ma Hongjun officially joined the team. Because Ma Hongjun still has a good temper. But he just doesn't like people calling him fat. Ma Hongjun relied on the funds from mercenaries and the soul master subsidies from Wuhun Palace, so it was not difficult for him to provide for himself. Ma Hongjun's talent is also very strong. He broke through to Soul Master at the age of thirteen and Soul King at the age of fifteen. After becoming the Soul King, it only took one month to reach the realm of the Soul Emperor. At that time, Ma Hongjun had just celebrated his sixteenth birthday. After the Soul Emperor, the speed of cultivation began to slow down. But compared to ordinary people, he is still much stronger. When he was twenty years old, he reached the level of Soul Saint.

This originally unremarkable mercenary team became the top mercenary team under the leadership of Ma Hongjun. Because there are very few soul masters willing to be mercenaries, a mercenary team with powerful soul saints must attract people's attention. Their business is getting better and better, and they are getting more and more funds. Ma Hongjun no longer has to worry about spending all his money just eating. However, the strength of the team made many people jealous. On a dark and stormy night, the captain of the mercenary team was killed. Although Ma Hongjun discovered it, it was still a step too late.

Ma Hongjun used his own flames to burn the murderer into charcoal. But this can't bring the captain back to life. If the captain hadn't taken him in, he might have starved to death on the streets. Ma Hongjun personally held the funeral for the captain after the captain was buried. The management of the team was handed over to him, but many central figures left the team after the death of the captain. After they left, the team slowly disbanded. After the team disbanded, Ma Hongjun became a loner again. He just entered this killing city.

Because he had been a mercenary, he didn't need soul power, and he was extremely powerful. The person in front of him touched his taboo. He grabbed the person's head with one hand and threw it heavily to the ground. The man's head was pressed to the ground, and after a second, he died. Ma Hongjun didn't look at the person, but just asked someone.

"I want to compete. How."

Because he has also been on the mainland, there is no competition anywhere that he can participate in casually. You must pay to register. The Killing City is certainly no exception. And the person he asked happened to be the person in charge of registration.

"You are new here, right? Registration here requires blood. You can register with a glass of blood. If you don't die, you can keep fighting."

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The man brought the cup up, and Ma Hongjun didn't say anything. He just scratched his arm with his fingernails, and blood started to flow. And the flow is very fast. Soon the quilt was full.

"Get another one."

The man took another cup, but it was filled quickly.

"Enough is enough."

But Ma Hongjun's blood was still flowing, so he had to bring another cup up. A total of five cups were filled. Ma Hongjun's bleeding stopped. Although he had lost five cups of blood, he did not appear abnormal, but he felt as if he had lost weight.

"Now, can I fight?"

The man looked into the stands and saw that the winner had been decided. Just pointed.

"You can go up."

Ma Hongjun walked onto the stage without saying anything else. The people on the stage couldn't help but laugh when they saw such a fat man walking up. Ma Hongjun was very angry when he saw the man's expression, and had already guessed what the man was going to say. Came to him very quickly. The man's words had just left his mouth.

"You're so fat"

Before he finished speaking, Ma Hongjun's fist passed through the man's body. The man fell to the stage before he could figure out what was happening. Ma Hongjun won the first game. In this way, he continued to win from early morning until late at night. He fought more than thirty times in a row. But no one can defeat him. The most serious injury he suffered today was that his arm was cut by himself. After many people left the arena, Ma Hongjun was also ready to leave. But at this time, the person who helped him register during the day came to him.

"Sir, I have something to tell you."

Ma Hongjun nodded.

"You said."

"It's like this. You gave me five cups of blood today, but I only need one cup. So I booked a good banquet for you and invited you to taste it."

Ma Hongjun smiled.

"Is my blood so valuable?"

"Of course, a good banquet on the table can't use two glasses of blood."

"Then let's have something substantial. One table won't be enough for me."

The man smiled and took Ma Hongjun to the hotel. Ma Hongjun looked at the beautiful things on the table and started eating. The man dropped two glasses of wine and was about to offer Ma Hongjun a glass of wine, but within three minutes of turning around, more than half of the food on the table had already entered Ma Hongjun's stomach. Seeing this scene, the man just smiled awkwardly. Then he handed the wine glass to Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun drank it all in one gulp. Then he started eating again. But soon, Ma Hongjun fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Ma Hongjun fall, the man smiled.

"Hahaha, as expected, a newcomer is a newcomer. Do you know how delicious your blood is? Today, you are mine."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Ma Hongjun's little eyes opened. Stare at that person.

"Really. But I think I can trade you for more delicious food."

As he spoke, Ma Hongjun smashed the man's head into pieces with both hands. Ma Hongjun can not only eat, but also eat anything. His body can automatically eliminate any substances that are harmful to the body. Therefore, drugging is a very inappropriate thing for Ma Hongjun. When Ma Hongjun drank the poisonous wine, the toxins were eliminated immediately. So just cooperate with him.

"Someone is coming."

Ma Hongjun shouted, and a waiter came in. Ma Hongjun pointed to the man on the ground.

"Drag him away, his blood is yours. Keep serving me food."

The waiter didn't say much and nodded.

"Ok sir."

Then the man's body was dragged away. Ma Hongjun just continued to eat his own food. But this scene was seen by Dai Mubai and Gorefiend who were hidden.

"Xiao San, is this person really okay?"

Gorefiend smiled.

"Don't you still believe me? I think he can do it."

Dai Mubai shrugged.

"Okay, I won't say more if you wish. By the way, did you know that two auxiliary soul masters are here?"

The blood demon's expression suddenly changed.

"auxiliary department"

Dai Mubai nodded. Because the most difficult thing to survive in this place is the auxiliary soul master.

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