Douluo: Start with a fortune teller

The Joker Tarot Cards were floating quietly beside Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi had everything he needed to be promoted to the Joker.

There is even room for improvement. Blood Blade is a flying knife, which is the most suitable martial spirit and Jiang Yi's choice.

Although the Blood Blade is the spirit of the evil spirit master, Jiang Yi does not have to worry about this. When he condensed the pendulum representing the fortune teller before, Jiang Yi could clearly feel that the spirit would be reshaped.

Even if the original master of the martial spirit was an evil spirit master, it would not change the world for Jiang Yi.

Yellow yellow purple purple black.

The blood blade wrapped in five soul rings appeared in front of Jiang Yi. The blood blade was very small, and the soul rings on it seemed to be dead.

This is normal, after all, the evil spirit master, the master of the martial spirit, has died long ago.

When the Blood Blade is close to the Joker Tarot Card, the fourth and fifth soul rings on it flash. These two soul rings meet the requirements of the Joker Tarot Card.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yi chose the fourth soul ring, which was relatively younger. With Jiang Yi's current body, it would be a fool's errand to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

If you don't get it right, you will really become a clown. The age of the evil soul master's fourth soul ring should be about five thousand years.

The life span of Jiang Yi's second soul ring is definitely not that high, but it has the life span of a diviner's soul ring to share part of the soul ring, so the problem of absorbing this soul ring is not that big.

After Jiang Yi made his decision, he directly took out the World Card, and the World Card crossed the first, second, and fifth soul rings of the Blood Blade.

As the World Card passed by, the three soul rings began to tremble violently, and in the next second they separated from the blood blade and entered the World Card.

Jiang Yi could clearly feel that the three soul rings that entered the World Card were directly transformed into non-attributed soul power, most of which were absorbed by the Emperor Ji Card, while a small part was fused with those non-attributed soul powers.

Jiang Yi has no use for these non-attribute soul powers for the time being. Jiang Yi will not rush to increase the life of Xiao Wu and Dugu Yan's soul rings before solving the biggest problem.

There are only two consequences for those who break the rules in Douluo Continent, either they are captured and studied, or they are eliminated directly.

This may sound cruel, but Douluo Continent has never been a warm paradise.

At this moment, the Blood Blade only has one soul ring that is about five thousand years old. If you want to absorb it, it shouldn't be a big problem. If you really can't absorb it, you can still use the World Card to protect it.

As long as it doesn't explode directly, Jiang Yi can use the World Card to absorb the soul power that cannot be absorbed temporarily, so it's not a big problem.

After making the decision, Jiang Yi brought the Blood Blade close to the Joker Tarot Card. The originally flexible surface of the Joker Card seemed to turn into a lake surface, and the Blood Blade and the soul ring merged into the lake surface like water drops.

Without any fluctuations, the Joker Tarot Card emitted scarlet light, and the next second it entered Jiang Yi's body directly.

A ball of solid energy appeared in Jiang Yi's body. Although it was not the first time he had such a feeling, Jiang Yi still felt a little strange.

Jiang Yi clearly knew that there was a mass of solid energy in his body, but he had no way of sensing its specific location.

Soul power begins to increase, and spirituality begins to grow.

After the soul power reached level 22, it stagnated. After breaking through level 20, Jiang Yi clearly felt that about one-fifth of the solid energy had been digested.

The bright red blood blade appeared in Jiang Yi's right hand. Compared to before, it became much more restrained, and the aura on it was no longer sharp, but it was undeniable that the blood blade was still a sharp weapon.

The blood blade disappeared, and two purple soul rings appeared next to Jiang Yi one after another. Judging from the age alone, there was no difference between the two soul rings. They were both three thousand year soul rings.

But Jiang Yi clearly knew which one represented the fortune teller and which one represented the new clown.

The soul ring was withdrawn into the body, and a strange energy flowed in Jiang Yi's body. This was the improvement from the clown.

The diviner once allowed Jiang Yi to obtain a lot of divination information and abilities, which have been improved and become more inclined to knowledge and application.

What the clown improves is his actual physical fitness and his ability to perfectly control various parts of the body.

Click~

A slight voice came, and Jiang Yi clearly felt that his body had grown a bit. Douluo Dalu's age was very unreliable.

Adding soul rings when you are young will speed up your development, while adding soul rings when you are old will delay your development.

For six-year-old Jiang Yi, this has no impact at all. At most, it makes him look like he is seven or eight years old when he looks five or six years old.

The problem is not that big. If a gray-haired old man were to break through to the Titled Douluo, there would be a high probability that his hair would turn black.

Although it won't make you look like a child again, the problem can certainly be seen with the naked eye.

After the promotion, Jiang Yi summoned the bleeding blade and quickly played with it in his hand.

The clown has super high combat skills. His spirituality, which was originally only able to predict dangers, now has a high probability of predicting his opponent's next move.

In addition, there are sophisticated expression control and the elusive knife-throwing game.

"Hey... he's almost exactly the same as the circus clown!"

Putting away the bloody blade, Jiang Yi couldn't help but laugh at himself.

After the birth of Blood Blade, Jiang Yi discovered that the ability to throw Tarot cards he once had was transformed into throwing Blood Blade.

There is only one blood blade, and what is usually thrown out is just a shadow constructed by soul power, so its power will definitely not be weakened.

No matter how powerful the Tarot cards are, they are just divination tools, while the Blood Blade is a real flying knife.

Originally Jiang Yi believed that the fortune teller tarot cards were martial spirits, but now it seems that this was a wrong concept.

"Maybe I really don't have a martial spirit!"

Recalling the experience of two promotions, Jiang Yi murmured to himself.

This problem did not bother Jiang Yi for a long time. Martial spirits and other things were not important, as long as he had strong strength.

The clown undoubtedly supplemented Jiang Yi's shortcomings in combat, but how to carry out the so-called acting and digestion was a huge problem that followed.

The moon is very quiet at night. The improvement brought by being promoted to the Joker made Jiang Yi forget his resentment towards the Joker Tarot Cards.

Also forgotten by Jiang Yi was the breakfast the next morning.

After washing up in the morning, Jiang Yi looked at himself in the mirror and smiled professionally. The smile looked so happy and joyful, but the emotions that needed to be expressed were only known by Jiang Yi himself.

"The clown career has officially begun!"

Jiang Yi walked out of the attic and walked towards the distance. Before he had walked a few steps, Jiang Yi saw Xiao Wu holding rabbit milk, ahem... milk in his hand.

"Is this for me?"

Jiang Yi asked habitually. When she was in Notting City before, Xiao Wu never seemed willing to drink milk.

"No, it's just that I accidentally took too much and wanted to take it home to drink at night. If you want to drink, just take it!"

Jiang Yi asked casually, and Xiao Wu not only handed over the milk, but also gave a lot of unnecessary explanations.

"That's really great..."

Looking at Xiao Wu with an unnatural look on his face, Jiang Yi had no intention of being polite at all.

Milk is delicious, but unfortunately it is not pure rabbit milk, although rabbit milk is not necessarily suitable for drinking.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi subconsciously glanced at Xiao Wu's endless prairie. It would be a pity not to build the airport.