Douluo's dark martial arts

"So... our purpose is not to fight?"

After listening to Su Nuo's words, Zefa, who had been in the legion for half his life, felt for the first time that his world view was a little confused.

You must know that the entire continent, whether it is Tiandou or Xingluo, the armies of both sides have always been based on war as the starting point.

There has never been a legion established for... "Woliheng",

Zefa wanted to refute Su Nuo's positioning of the legion at this moment, because war is an honor that belongs to soldiers, and the other party's remarks are undoubtedly obliterating the value of soldiers' existence.

But when he wanted to refute, he saw the soldiers with mutilated bodies on the training field out of the corner of his eyes, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

How to say?

Of course he knows the difference between ordinary people and even great soul masters and masters such as soul kings and above. He himself has personally experienced a soul emperor who is good at group battles.

That battle almost killed all of his own staff, and it was in that battle that he lost his right arm.

If it had been ten years ago, perhaps he would have been able to boost morale by saying that a soldier's mission is to fight for the sake of the illusory word honor.

But now he couldn't say it at all, and he didn't want to say these words that he didn't even believe.

The entire training ground is full of "honorable" soldiers who have lost their limbs for the sake of the empire. He knows better than anyone that honor cannot be eaten as food, and apart from that bullshit honor, the only thing Tiandou Empire Six gives them is exploited layer by layer. compensation,

“Don’t look like you’re not appreciating your talent, do you want to kill most of them because of killing the Soul Emperor?

Besides, the burden on your shoulders is no lighter than that of Blackbeard. Don’t you understand that it is easy to conquer a country but difficult to defend it? "

Su Nuo looked at the soldiers on the training ground who had found themselves one by one, and said calmly,

"There is no discrimination, but sometimes when villains gain power, they are often worse than the people who bullied them before.

Don't tell me that you have no grudges against others. You can only represent yourself. You cannot represent everyone here.

After that, the commander-in-chief means to control the entire Far North region first. The masters of Blackbeard will not frequently go out for small forces, and you are the first line of defense for the stability of the entire Far North region.

You will have jurisdiction, don’t let me know that any of you have crossed the line, otherwise I will kill you as a warning and even imprison many of you,”

"When... of course!"

It's strange to say that Su Nuo's tone of voice didn't change, but when the word "sitting" came up, even Zefa couldn't help but tremble.

Scared?

Of course he is afraid. A minute ago he was lamenting that he was in the army but could not be taken seriously on the battlefield, but now he is worried about whether his subordinates will implicate other people.

He knows the character of these remnant soldiers better than Su Nuo. Even before they were disabled, most of them were not honest people in the legion.

After all, in the context of peaceful times, honest and responsible people tend to maintain their families at home.

"Then I hope you can do it. What I can give you is a relatively relaxed living condition. If you can't do it, I don't mind focusing on you."

Su Nuo nodded, but just after he said the last word,

There was a sound of shattering glass, and a figure with purple flames all over its body broke open the window and flew out from the direction of the medical room.

It seems that he wants to leave the Wuhun Main Hall.

Su Nuo frowned slightly when he saw this. His martial spirit had no effective means of attacking this kind of flying spirit master.

Seeing this, Zefa stood up quickly to show the value of his existence and ordered to the soldiers who were still running,

"The flying soul master stopped me..."

"Need not."

Su Nuo stretched out his hand to stop Zefa and said, "Didn't you see that it was the Soul Sect?

Moreover, he is a flying soul master with the fire attribute. Do you have a flying soul master among your people?Are they going to die if they go up there?

Fireworks, get him down,"

As he said that, Su Nuo turned to look at the young soul master he had left not far away. Although the young soul master was well developed, he looked young and looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Rely on him? It's better to have more people. It will be troublesome if he escapes," Zefa said with some worry.

For a teenager, even if he is a soul master, he does not think that what the other party can do is terrible.

In response to this, Su Nuo did not give any answer, but focused on the young soul master and said,

"You are underestimated, why don't you show some skills quickly?"

"Yes."

The fireworks looked at Ma Hongjun as he put them down. As three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared at his feet, an unlit firecracker appeared in his hand.

The second soul skill, the second kick!

The soul ring lit up and a firecracker flew into the sky, chasing straight in the direction of Ma Hongjun as if it had eyes.

"New Year's Eve?"

Ma Hongjun, who was flying in the air, also noticed the firecrackers flying towards him. Without thinking, he immediately waved his wings and threw out a stream of evil fire, detonating the firecrackers before they touched him.

The detonated two kicks turned into a group of gorgeous fireworks in the air. They were beautiful and carried high-temperature burning materials. The burning and discolored metal quickly cooled and fell in the air.

"It's impossible to trap Phoenix with this little trick."

Ma Hongjun looked solemnly at the soul master who noticed him below, waving his wings to speed up and leave Soto City as soon as possible.

He had no way to kill Tiqi to avenge the teachers. If he didn't die this time, he kept thinking of wasting his life again.

Find any place and slowly look for opportunities, and wait until one day... to come back?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the fireworks flying towards him again from the ground. Because of the two kicks from the last one, Ma Hongjun didn't take it too seriously this time.

Looking at the opponent's attack route, he waved an evil fire and tried to detonate it in advance in the same way.

However, this move happened to fall into the trap of fireworks arranged on the ground.

"Haha~ The martial soul plays with fire, but the soul master shouldn't be of the fire element, right?"

Pong!

It was detonated again. This time, what appeared in the sky after the detonation was not gorgeous fireworks, but a ball of white powder that spread over a wide area.

The phosphorus powder comes from the wings of the white jade moth. This phosphorus powder has a high combustion-supporting effect and has strong adhesion.

As long as a tiny bit of it touches the body, the highly burning phosphorus powder can burn all the way to the soul master's bones, and it will also ignite the phosphorus existing in the soul master's body.

"what!!"

This time there was nothing else. Ma Hongjun, who underestimated the enemy, felt the pain of San Juan de before... no, it should be more than the pain of San Juan.

The high-temperature phosphorus fire almost burned through his bones. With this kind of attack, even if the Phoenix itself has extremely high fire resistance, the soul master is still not a Phoenix after all.

Ma Hongjun, covered in purple flames, fell from the sky like a shooting star, with a sense of desolate beauty in his elegance.

Lafitte, who was in charge of delivering the message, stood in front of the broken window of the medical room in astonishment. His whole body went numb looking at the "beautiful scenery" in front of him...

"The boss didn't seem to say how familiar he wanted to meet, right?"