Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Blue bricks and white tiles.

Blood stains flowed along the soldier's armor and stomach to the ground, and a trace of blood stained the ground covered with blue bricks. Everyone onlookers talked about it, but in the end no one came forward.

"Is he dead?"

The evil-eyed tyrant Lord asked in a low voice.

As if he could sense the depression in Han Tao's emotions, the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord lowered his voice with a wink, but what puzzled him was, "Why did Han Tao dislike this nobleman's behavior but didn't take action to stop it?"

"Yes, dead!"

Han Tao walked into the city.

He didn't look back at the body of the guard, nor did he investigate the young noble's behavior. It seemed that everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

"The Douluo Continent is a world where the jungle prevails. Nobles and soul masters control the power and discourse of the world. The death of a mere guard will not cause any ripples on the entire continent."

The evil-eyed tyrant master suddenly came to his senses, "Han Tao, shouldn't we do something?"

"This has nothing to do with us."

Han Tao's footsteps paused slightly, but only for a moment.

"The guard is dead, the guard guarding the city is dead!"

The guard chief shouted, what happened here was being passed on step by step according to the process. The city lord of Notting City and the Wuhun Palace branch all learned of the death of an ordinary guard.

Han Tao once again saw a familiar person.

"Xiao Chenyu"

A few years later, Xiao Chenyu had inherited his father's title and became the new Lord of Notting City.

Xiao Chenyu walked up to the dead guard, stretched out his hand, and touched his breath. After confirming that the guard was dead, he looked at the noble next to him again.

"Did you kill him?"

Xiao Chenyu's fingers trembled and he looked at the nobleman questioningly.

"I killed him, but so what?"

This new aristocrat has an arrogant attitude and a scornful tone.

"Who made him offend me?"

"This kind of blind guard, even if he does not die in my hands today, will die in the hands of other strong men one day in the future. I just help him go to his destination in advance."

Xiao Chenyu interrupted angrily, "I've offended you. He was just fulfilling his duties as a guard, so why should I offend him?"

Someone also came from the Wuhun Palace, a young man with more ornate clothes and a tall and majestic body.

He looked at Sals and frowned.

"Son of Salas?"

"Yes!"

Sals raised his head arrogantly, and then continued to look at Xiao Chenyu with a contemptuous attitude: "I am the son of Platinum Bishop Salas. Let alone killing a guard, even if I kill you now, no one can say What, no one dares to say anything.”

Xiao Chenyu immediately stopped his voice.

"Platinum Bishop, Salas!"

Salas was just an ordinary bishop in front of the behemoth of the Spirit Empire, but in a small place like Notting City, no one dared not take him seriously.

"Soldier, take his body and go."

Xiao Chenyu issued an order to let the guards beside him collect the corpses of the city guards. As for the noble in front of him, he was not qualified to hold him accountable.

"etc!"

"Did I let you go?"

Sals interrupted again, "You want to take his body away, do you have my permission?"

Xiao Chenyu's expression froze when he heard this.

"what you up to?"

He laughed arrogantly, "What do I want to do?"

Sals patted the bishop of the Wuhun branch, with a hint of teasing in his tone, "He actually asked me what I wanted to do? City Lord Xiao, how can you be so naive?"

"As the son of Bishop Platinum, I naturally do whatever I want. If I want him to die today, he will not escape death."

As he spoke, Sals' expression turned cold.

"Now that I want you to die, you will not escape death!"

"Master Ma, catch him!"

The martial spirit of the palace master surnamed Ma is a partial sword, and the strength of the martial spirit is about 0.6, which is 0.1 higher than Xiao Chenyu's wolf. But this 0.1 gap in martial soul quality means that he can break through the great soul master and reach the soul master. Xiao Chenyu has little room to struggle in front of him.

"The higher the quality of the martial spirit, the more resources will be obtained. The higher the numerical value given by the breakthrough, the higher the level limit will naturally be."

"The gap of 0.1 seems small, but when we look at all living beings, it divides countless classes."

Han Tao sighed.

Slowly reaching out his hand, the air and flow of people in the entire Notting City froze in an instant.

"What?"

Sals looked blank for a moment.

As the son of Salas, his martial soul quality ranks 0.7, and with the resources of the Spirit Hall (the resources include the basic theory of martial arts), Sars's soul power level is already ranked as the Soul King, better than Han The "golden generation" of Tao's period was higher, but not as good as the current "golden generation".

Times are progressing, and now among the golden generation of the Wuhun Empire, the one with the highest soul power is the Soul Emperor.

"Who is it?"

"Who is there? You hidden rat, don't let me find out!"

Sals looked at the sky, looking for Han Tao's figure, but he could not find Han Tao's blurred figure in his field of vision.

"--presumptuous!"

Han Tao waved his hand gently.

There was a sound piercing the force field in the sky. It was not just the wind, but also space and time, along with Han Tao's will, conveyed the power of shock along with the sound.

——Buzz!

Salz's body exploded.

"A guard without a wink is doomed to death, and the same goes for you without a wink!"

Han Tao's tone was silent, and he saw his body in front of him turned into blood mist, dancing in the sunlight.

"You."

Palace Master Ma vaguely saw Han Tao's shadow clearly, or maybe he didn't see it clearly. It was a shadow that existed in his imagination.

He muttered, "Title Douluo, this is a Title Douluo."

Stairs from top to bottom appeared out of thin air in the sky. Han Tao slowly walked down and walked to Xiao Chenyu.

"Han Tao?"

Xiao Chenyu recognized Han Tao's identity.

He could no longer let Han Tao call him big brother. The gap in strength, status, and identity between the two had widened and was insurmountable.

"Brother Xiao!"

Silence for a long time

Han Tao suddenly said, "I will always remember those 25 gold soul coins!"

When he was at his weakest and most in need of money, Xiao Chenyu lent himself 25 gold soul coins. To Han Tao in the past, those 25 gold soul coins were equivalent to the "God King" he longs for now. rank".

Xiao Chenyu seemed a little emotional.

The parasol tree next to it bloomed and withered. After dozens of years, the former classmates have embarked on the path of gods.

"This is all in the past."

"Twenty-five gold soul coins were nothing to me then, and they are nothing to you now."

Han Tao shook his head.

The soul guide turned quietly, took out a copy of the martial soul information of the "Two-Headed Wolf", and sent it to Xiao Chenyu.

"These theories may help you."

"If you encounter difficulties, you can go to Qibao Glazed Sect for help, or you can go directly to Wuhun Empire and report my name. No one dares to stop you!"

Xiao Chenyu glanced at Han Tao blankly.

"Thank you."

He hesitated to speak, "Han Tao, Ghost Douluo once came to me and forced me to hand over the secret method of deep healing."