Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

Mo Lin didn't put on a serious look like Liu Xin. His standing posture was very casual, giving people a feeling full of loopholes.

Liu Xin gripped the barrel of the gun tightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He wanted to uphold the policy of not moving the enemy, but the Po Zhi clan is good at attacking. If they dare not even attack, then he It's already half lost.

After more than two minutes of stalemate, Liu Xin still moved,

'The third soul skill, explode! '

Mo Lin could clearly feel Liu Xin's soul power condensed on the tip of the spear, and knew that he was using the third soul skill. Just as he was about to dodge,

However, Liu Xin suddenly changed the direction of his attack, and stuck the tip of the gun directly on the ground in front of Mo Lin. The spear tip, which was condensed with soul power, exploded the moment it touched the ground.

The explosion instantly blew up a lot of gravel and dust, blocking Mo Lin's sight, Liu Xin immediately chased after him,

'Second soul skill, Xun! '

The soul-breaking gun pierced into the smoke at a speed far faster than before, and Liu Xin clearly felt that he had pierced it! His trick successfully hit Mo Lin!

Then, Liu Xin wanted to pull out the gun:

"Hang Chi—? Can't pull it out?"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and streaks of golden light shot out from the smoke, turning into ropes and trapping Liu Xin directly.

Such a quick two-level reversal left Liu Xin with no time to react. When he was about to make some moves to resist, he was already tightly tied up, especially around his neck, so he couldn't breathe anymore. How long did it take to faint.

"The winner, Molin!" the referee

At night, Liu Xin recovered with the help of a soul master of the healing department. He lost a bet and paid for the only emerald grass. For the Po Zhi clan, it was definitely not a place they would like to stay longer, so he immediately packed his luggage and planned to leave the city overnight.

Walking to the gate of Wuhun City, Liu Xin felt something was wrong, the surrounding was so quiet that it was frighteningly quiet, there was no pedestrian, and even the soldiers on duty could not be seen at the gate.

Liu Xin immediately realized that there was an ambush, and he was about to run out of the city.

"Cangtan in the northern border!"

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, the black thunder qi hit him directly on the head, Liu Xin could only see darkness before fainting.

The one who attacked was naturally Mo Lin. He walked to Liu Xin's side and began to search his memory with both hands.

"Are you sure he's from the Pozhi clan?" Hu Liena walked out of the shadows, and Mo Lin called her over just in case, in case someone came to meet Liu Xin.

Molin replied while probing:

"Of course, if I can't be sure that he used the soul-breaking gun after a fight, then I'm too ignorant."

"Don't you need to give him to the master?" Hu Liena asked

"Senior sister, I have to do this for personal reasons, otherwise I would have called the two elders to help."

After searching for a few minutes, Mo Lin found out his real name, Yang Luo, was twenty-one years old, and he was considered a leader among the Po Zhi clan, but he was only a junior, and he had never heard of what happened back then. But taking this opportunity to make one's own eyeliner in the Broken Clan is also a good thing.

Mo Lin revised his memory and cognition, and returned the emerald grass to him, trying not to affect his status in the Po Zhi clan, and then randomly threw it into a woods outside Wuhun City, letting him slowly wake up.

On the way back to the Pope's Palace, Hu Liena asked Mo Lin a question:

"Junior Brother, you said earlier that this is your personal matter, right? Then why did you come to me?"

Mo Lin stopped, thought for a while, then turned to look at Hu Liena:

"One is for insurance to prevent accidents; the other is because you are my senior sister, except for the master I don't want to disturb, in this Wuhun City, you are the person I trust the most."

After speaking, Mo Lin continued to walk towards the Pope's Palace.

Hu Liena stood where she was, and said to herself:

"The most trusted person? However, do you really have to exclude the master first..."

two years later,

"ah--"

A big man flew out of the field.

"The winner, Little Hades!" The host

Audience A:

"Oh, it's an instant kill again. The strength of this little Hades is still as terrifying as ever!"

"That's right, it's been almost two years, and I don't even remember how many games he has won in a row." Audience B

"No, this little Hades is the first soul master in the history of the Great Soul Arena whose winning odds have been cancelled. Now when everyone comes to watch his match, they bet on how long the opponent can last in his hands. .” Audience C

. . . . . .

"Little Hades" is the nickname Mo Lin gave himself in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. It can be regarded as "admitting" that he is a "ruthless" person, but he only remembered after registering. People in Douluo Dalu seem to not know " Hades" is something, but Mo Lin didn't bother to change it, so he used it for two years.

Because after the end of that month, Bibi Dong didn't force Mo Lin to fight in the big spirit fight, so Mo Lin also got some points in the big fight in the past two years, and "mixed" a gold fighting spirit.

In addition to the gains from the Great Soul Arena, the full-body plate armor that Mo Lintuo sold to Lou Gao was also very good, earning Mo Lin more than 4,000 gold soul coins.

In terms of soul power level, Mo Lin has also reached level 39. This is what makes Bibidong most satisfied. After all, it took Mo Lin more than three years to rise from 21 to 30 because of "not doing his job properly". Time, this time it took only two years to upgrade to the eighth level, and the efficiency has improved significantly (but in fact, Mo Lin's focus is still not on the improvement of soul power, but on the cultivation of various skills such as Yin Yang and Five Thunders).

In terms of appearance, Mo Lin has finally developed a bit, his height has reached 1.75 meters, which is only 5 centimeters away from the non-disability in the eyes of some people, and his face has grown. He can already be said to be the most beautiful man in the Wuhun Temple .

It's just that the body has begun to develop, and some yellow things are more and more likely to appear in Mo Lin's mind. Although he is already an uncle in terms of soul, scientific research has shown that whether a person will produce a lot of yellow things The idea still mainly depends on the physical age (I made it up), anyway, now he can't calmly run into Bibi Dong's room at night and ask her for this or that.

Before fighting the soul, Mo Lin applied for a vacation again, so after the end of the soul fighting, he embarked on a travel trip again. The power of the Soul Palace came to avenge his parents. This is Mo Lin's family hatred and must be avenged by his family and relatives!

Molin dripped a drop of his own blood on the compass, and the needle on the compass quickly pointed to a direction without changing.

According to the direction of the pointer, Mo Lin first arrived at a port after riding a carriage for ten days.

Although there are ship-type soul guides in this world, their rarity can be said to be rare among soul guides. Mo Lin has not focused on soul guides in the past two years, and can only go around the port a few times. Circled, found a boat that looked the strongest, and then went up to ask the boatman sitting on the boat:

"Master, do you sell the boat?"

The uncle turned his head and glanced at Mo Lin:

"Sell? Young man, don't be joking, our family is counting on this boat for food! I sold this boat, what will happen to me in the future..."

"Fifty gold soul coins." Mo Lin threw a money bag over.

"Master, this boat belongs to you."