Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 104 Who leaked the news?

Author: Little talk

Chapter 104 Who leaked the news?

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The huge fire blade that completely filled his sight was reflected in his pupils. Lei Zhan subconsciously dodged it quickly, his face full of shock.

Is this the power that a thousand-year soul ring can exert? Are you sure it’s not ten thousand years?

Relying on the speed bonus of the lightning attribute, Lei Zhan narrowly dodged the attack of the fire blade. Then he looked at the young man named 'Demon King' with a mocking smile on his lips.

True to his youthful nature, the competition has just begun and he has already eagerly unleashed a skill like the Thousand-Year Soul Ring, which is extremely powerful but consumes a lot of soul power.

So now, after the opponent's attack is over, it's his turn to attack.

With a flick of the thunder spear in his hand, his whole body was wrapped in a blue electric light. Lei Zhan quickly charged towards Wang Mo with sparks and lightning.

Seeing Lei Zhan quickly dodge his attempted attack just as the fire blade was about to approach, there was no trace of surprise on Wang Mo's face.

His first soul ring is a thunder-attribute soul ring, so he naturally knows how fast a soul master with thunder-attribute soul skills can be.

If you can't even dodge his probing attacks, the 26 wins and 8 losses record in this Lei Zhan Na Fighting Spirit Arena probably means that the water level is not as high as usual.

Looking at Lei Zhan, who was swinging the thunder spear in his hand and rushing towards him quickly, Wang Mo flashed the tetanus blade in his hand several times.

Swish swish swish~

Five, six, seven or eight fire blades were quickly slashed out in a row, facing the rising storm, and the entire Soul Fighting Stage was instantly filled with sparks.

Footsteps pause.

Lei Zhan looked at the huge fire blades that were slashing from the five directions of "front, back, left, right, and upward" with an expressionless face. His whole body was trembling, and even the pupils in his eye sockets were trembling violently.

What the hell is this attack that looks comparable to a ten-thousand-year soul ring skill, not a soul skill, but a normal attack?

He didn't understand, but he was shocked!

A deep sense of powerlessness surrounded Lei Zhan, making him feel listless, weak in his waist and knees, exhausted, and completely unable to muster any energy.

beat?

How to fight this?

"I give up, referee, I give up!"

Holding the thunder spear high in his hand, Lei Zhan's shout of surrender resounded throughout the audience, as if he was afraid that his voice was too quiet, and the roars in the surrounding auditorium were too noisy for the young man opposite to hear, so he even used it

Soul power.

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The rapidly approaching fire blade suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned into countless sparks and dissipated into the surrounding void.

Withdrawing the palm that controlled the power of the fire element, Wang Mo slowly frowned.

This feeling is like halfway through doing something, and the other party suddenly says that she can't do it anymore, and directly pushes you away, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

But there is no way, the rules of the fighting spirit arena allow people to admit defeat.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Lei Zhan, who couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. The young referee seemed to have not expected that the live battle would end so quickly. He looked at Wang Mo with complicated eyes and raised the amplified soul guide in his hand.

device.

"Okay, this soul fighting match is officially over. The newly registered Iron Fighting Soul Badge holder, the Demon King, has won. The total number of matches is 1 and 1 is won."

After taking back his martial soul and soul ring, Wang Mo returned to the waiting area from the exit channel with a lonely expression.

I thought that a soul master who could survive in the soul fighting arena would be relatively strong at the same level. Unexpectedly, he struck twice and frightened the opponent into giving up on the spot.

Is the other party too weak?

no.

You can tell from the overwhelming roar of curses in the audience that they all won by betting on Lei Zhan.

If Lei Zhan was not strong, how could these audiences put heavy treasures on Lei Zhan?

Then there is only one possibility: I am too strong.

Wang Mo shook his head, with a look of sadness on his face. He now quite empathizes with the lonely situation of the masters in the novel.

How lonely it is to be invincible.

If Dugu Bo were present at this time and knew Wang Mo's inner thoughts, he would definitely sigh greatly.

He is truly a master and disciple in the same line, and he is just as shameless as that shameless fat man.

Return to the outer hall.

Collect the income from your labor at the front desk.

Wang Mo held his little hands and slowly wandered towards the restaurant where he lived. Just by going back and forth for a short time, he had already earned back the money for accommodation in the past few days.

Today is another fruitful day.

After going back to the room and washing up, Wang Mo was lying on the soft big bed in the hotel and couldn't sleep. He hadn't seen her for almost two months, and he didn't know how his junior sister was doing now.

Thinking about the curse of her Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit, it was impossible to practice cultivation. A certain young man who was already lying on his back suddenly straightened up from the bed and crossed his legs into a Guanyin Sitting Lotus pose.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, as soon as the genius dawned, Wang Mo hadn't even finished practicing, when someone knocked on the door of the room he lived in from outside.

Wang Mo opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Currently, he doesn't have any acquaintances in Thunder City. It will take at least eight or nine days for people from Tiandou Royal Academy to arrive. Who would knock on his door so early in the morning?

Three soul rings rose up under his feet. Wang Mo raised his hand to summon the Wuhun Tetanus Blade, and then slowly walked towards the door.

When you go out, it's best to be careful.

I twisted the door handle, and with a soft 'click' sound, two figures standing outside the door suddenly came into view.

"Well."

Wang Mo was stunned, as if he never expected to see him here, and to be harassed by him knocking on the door so early in the morning.

"I've met Senior Ning and Senior Gu."

The two people standing at the door were surprisingly Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gurong, the masters of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Although he has never met Gu Rong, one of the two people Ning Fengzhi must take with him when he goes out, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin Wang Mo, has already met him last time, and this time, this person is naturally the other person.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at the tetanus blade in Wang Mo's hand as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile.

"Won't you invite us to come in and sit down?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mo immediately turned aside to let the two of them enter the room.

After closing the door with a click, Wang Mo looked up at Ning Fengzhi who was looking at the decoration of the room with great interest. Wang Mo was a little confused about Sister Qi.

I couldn't understand why this sect leader of one of the three Sects, who was so busy with affairs, came to see him so early in the morning.

"Senior Ning came to see me early in the morning. Is there something wrong?" Wang Mo didn't understand, so he didn't bother to think about it and asked directly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at him with a faint smile. "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

Of course not.

Wang Mo knew very well that as the head of the Qibao Glazed Sect, although Ning Fengzhi was not as busy as the king of a country, he was also not light-hearted in daily life.

Under such a situation, he brought Bone Douluo to block the door early in the morning. It was simply impossible to say that there was nothing wrong.

And not only is there something wrong, it may be a big deal.

After all, it is not an honor for the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect to pay attention to trivial matters.

But what Wang Mo couldn't understand was why the other party came to see him as a little three-ring soul master. Is it because he was handsome and talented?

Seeing the scornful disbelief on Wang Mo's face, Ning Fengzhi calmly sat down on a chair next to him. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I heard that you are the apprentice of the titled Douluo Sanxue of Wuhun Palace.

People from the Soul Palace?"

!!!?

Wang Mo's heart skipped a beat, "Who leaked the news?" He almost blurted out these words, glanced at Ning Fengzhi calmly, and said in a calm tone.

"What is the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall? What is blood-piercing? I don't know what you are talking about."

(End of chapter)