Douluo: The True Eye

Chapter 230: Long Haochen Forced to Take the Field

“Haochen, has it really come to this?”

Looking at Long Haochen’s determined face, Saint Cai'er asked softly with utmost worry.

She had also seen the changes in the Temple Federation over the years.

Before she and Long Haochen could even react, it was as if overnight,

the entire Temple Federation had undergone a great reshuffle.

The various families and factions that had been passed down since the Temple Federation's initial founding,

were sent scurrying by the emerging professional schools overnight.

In order to continue to survive, they had no choice but to defect at the last minute.

On the basis of the original professional system, they began to learn from those emerging schools.

It was not easy for them to stabilize their position, but even so,

the power of those families and factions had been greatly weakened.

And these families and factions were all promoted by Long Haochen himself.

Long Haochen also looked at Saint Cai'er with a helpless expression.

“Cai'er, there's really no other way.”

“If I don’t step in to stabilize the situation,”

“I’m afraid the world will forget about me, the first Federation Chairman of the Temple Federation.”

But even so, Saint Cai'er still felt a little uneasy.

“I always feel that the development of things has exceeded our previous expectations.”

“If it really doesn’t work, why don’t we give up? It’s been ten thousand years now.”

“It’s time to let go of control and let the Temple Federation develop freely.”

Hearing Saint Cai'er say this, Long Haochen sighed softly.

“Why wouldn’t I want to do that, but Austin…”

Long Haochen didn’t continue, only shaking his head.

Then he said: “Cai'er, just wait for me to come back here.”

“With me personally taking action, no matter how much chaos occurs within the Temple Federation,”

“I believe that with my methods, I can quell them one by one.”

However, Saint Cai'er did not agree to Long Haochen's words, but insisted on saying.

“I’ll go with you, I can help you out.”

Saint Cai'er held Long Haochen's hand and said: “No matter what, I will not be separated from you.”

Long Haochen: “Okay.”

“Brother, are you saying that we’re going to the front lines today?” Long Kongkong said with some unease.

“I heard that the battlefield on the front lines is very cruel, can we really…”

Beside him, Long Dangdang, as his older brother, comforted him in a soft voice.

“Don’t worry, I will protect you.”

However, although he said so, Long Dangdang’s eyes were also quite uneasy.

With the ravages of the undead tide and the reforms within the Temple Federation,

almost all of the Temple Federation academies have now been discontinued.

The training of professionals has now reverted to the way it was ten thousand years ago.

It’s just that the ones in charge are not the Six Great Temples, but the various professional schools.

Each professional school has different training for professionals within the school.

And Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong can be considered relatively unlucky.

The two brothers were assigned to the Slaughter School, which is known as the meat grinder of war.

And the Slaughter School almost never provides any theoretical training to the professionals in their school.

Because the theory of the Slaughter School has only one word, and that is ‘kill’.

there is nothing else. It’s not that they don’t want to prepare.

But most of the equipment in other schools, or the equipment left by former professionals,

are not very compatible with the current combat system implemented by the Slaughter School.

In principle, the distribution of each professional school is based on talent and affinity.

It’s just that Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong can’t figure out why they were assigned to the Slaughter School.

Now, with the increasing severity of the war, all those who are able to fight have been forcibly conscripted to the front lines.

And Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong have reached the age to fight.

As for their parents, they were conscripted to the front lines a few years ago.

It’s just that the battle lines of the entire battlefield are now stretched too far apart.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were not assigned to the same war zone as their parents.

And while the two brothers were still worried about their future, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out.

A bald, strong man covered in scars, naked from the waist up,

with bronze skin and blood-colored battle patterns flowing and rising on his body,

holding a large knife, looked extremely strong and said coldly.

“It’s time to go.” His eyes swept over the Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong brothers.

The two brothers felt as if they were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and they felt a chill.

The number of eligible candidates in the Slaughter School is relatively small.

At the same time, the probability of death in the Slaughter School is also the highest.

But conversely, the number of top powerhouses in the Slaughter School.

is usually at least two or even three times higher than other schools.

This is because the initial stage of the Slaughter School is extremely difficult.

And because of the lack of assistance from various equipment and professional skills training.

Therefore, it is very easy to be killed in the first few battles.

But once you survive the first few battles.

Then the growth rate of the Slaughter School is also unmatched by all schools.

The more you kill, the stronger you kill, then the faster and stronger the Slaughter School will grow.

In this year's test in Tenglong City, only Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong are suitable for the Slaughter School.

And unlike the team mode of other professionals going to the battlefield in groups,

the Slaughter School is almost always a lone wolf on the battlefield, a human-shaped meat grinder.

Therefore, they are basically alone and rarely team up with others.

Looking at Long Kongkong, whose body was trembling slightly, and Long Dangdang, whose face was firm,

the warrior of the Slaughter School didn't say much.

He directly grabbed the two of them, and then turned into a **** rainbow and rushed towards the battlefield.

Under normal circumstances, it would naturally be faster to take the teleportation array.

But with the advancement of the war, the current teleportation array is no longer safe.

Among the undead tide, there are also casters who can affect the stability of space, so as to infect the space teleportation array.

Sure enough, now unless it is some extremely special actions, the Temple Federation will hardly use the teleportation array.

After all, who knows when they will be intercepted by others, and then they will die without knowing how they died.

And being in the **** rainbow, Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong felt like they were suffocating.

After all, it is because the oxygen in the high altitude is thin.

There is also the increasingly strong, as if it were a sharp blade.

The murderous aura that constantly cuts all over their bodies is invading.

This makes these two professionals who have not yet fully advanced feel pain.

And this is actually a kind of experience, an assessment for the entry of the Slaughter School.

After all, on the battlefield, killing intent is also relative.

Practitioners of the Slaughter School are extremely sensitive to killing intent.

If one cannot withstand killing intent, then on the battlefield, they will definitely be thrown into confusion and lose their footing.

Accompanying the passage of the scarlet red light, suddenly a golden light flashed.

A handsome man in armor stood in front of the scarlet red light.

"Who is it!" The bald strongman's face condensed, with a monstrous killing intent like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

It transformed into an invisible scarlet blade, directly slashing towards the person in front of him.

When they saw the person in front of them, Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong's eyes showed a brief daze.

They felt as if they had seen the other party somewhere before.

But immediately, with the release of the aura of light, the intense killing intent was blocked outside the aura of light.

Seeing this situation, the bald strongman also understood that the strength of the person in front of him was definitely above his own.

Although his own strength is not considered top-notch in the current Slaughter School.

But if his strength is converted into external spiritual power, his external spiritual power is at least around 500,000.

Moreover, now, with the emergence of vocational schools.

The strength is no longer simply divided based on spiritual power.

For the same individual combat power, the strong of the Slaughter School are often stronger than those of other schools.

And the person in front of him can so easily block his killing intent attack.

Then his spiritual power is at least above 900,000.

The reason for launching the attack directly was also because he did not know the other party.

A strong person with at least 900,000 spiritual power suddenly appeared, and was also a new face he had never seen before.

The bald strongman narrowed his eyes slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes became more condensed.

The weak must be killed, and the strong must also be killed. The Slaughter School has always treated everyone equally.

There will be no hesitation because of the strength of the enemy.

"You two kids, fend for yourselves!" Seeing that the person in front of him did not answer, the bald strongman snorted coldly.

He transformed into a scarlet rainbow light again, swooping down towards the ground.

At the moment of approaching the ground, he directly threw Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong in his hands to the ground.

Although he had reduced his strength, the injuries of Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were, under normal circumstances, unavoidable.

But at this time, the handsome man's eyes flashed.

Two golden lights enveloped Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

They dissipated the impact force when they landed, allowing them to land on the ground unscathed.

It was just at this moment that the bald strongman also moved.

He keenly seized this opportunity.

The large saber in his hand was actually covered with dark red blood.

At the same time, the scarlet saber was covered all over his body.

Armors and bone spurs like white bones emerged from the scarlet color.

And those scarlet battle patterns that flowed on his body like fresh blood.

At this moment, they shone even brighter, and the bright scarlet light directly dyed half of the sky red.

Although the strongman's change looks very big, in fact, only a short moment has passed.

Directly, the scarlet great saber, which seemed incomparably hideous due to the proliferation of bone spurs.

Its scarlet edge extended for hundreds of meters, directly slashing towards the handsome man in the air.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" In this state, the bald strongman's voice was somewhat distorted.

At the same time, an indiscriminate killing intent swept from him towards the entire battlefield.

Even Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were included in it.

The handsome man's face condensed.

However, he still chose to ensure the safety of Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong first.

And he himself took this terrible slash head-on.

But after taking this slash, Long Haochen realized that this slash was not simple.

Although the spiritual power erupting from the strongman at this time seemed to be only around 500,000.

But Long Haochen could be sure that the lethality of this slash was definitely not only 500,000 spiritual power.

The lethality of this slash even faintly approached an extremely terrifying value.

That absolute forbidden zone known as a million spiritual power, and at this time, the snow-white brilliance in the sky also dissipated.

At this time, Long Haochen suddenly realized that the other party must have borrowed some external force.

It was the snow-white brilliance in the sky, presumably this snow-white brilliance should be the other party's previous accumulation.

And this is the killing move of the Slaughter School, which can extract and accumulate the power of those who are beheaded by it.

Even if one's own spiritual power is not strong, but if one encounters a strong enemy.

One can burst out all the accumulation from the previous killings at once.

Bursting out a killing move that far exceeds one's usual combat ability.

And this kind of trump card is not unique to the Slaughter School.

Each school has its own unique transcendence.

It's just that compared to the Slaughter School, which specializes in killing.

The special trump cards of other schools may not necessarily be used specifically for combat.

Long Haochen's face changed, and the golden light protecting his body had been cut open.

Not only that, at the place where he was injured by the blade, a trickle of blood also flowed down.

Although this was because he had been careless before and did not fully defend.

But at this time, he had also realized that this one in the Slaughter School.

Just counting as a mainstay, can cause a certain amount of damage to himself.

Isn't that so, how strong should those real leaders in the various schools today be?

Originally, Long Haochen thought that he had overestimated these schools.

But at this time, he realized that he might have underestimated them.

But before the bald strongman could regroup and come with another slash.

His head fell silently.

At the same time, extinguished was also the fire of his life, and the will guarded by the killing intent.

At the moment of his death, a girl appeared behind him.

Who is this girl if not Saint Cai'er?

At this time, Saint Cai'er looked at the bleeding Long Haochen, and the worry in her eyes was even greater.

Long Haochen smiled and comforted: "It's okay, Cai'er, I was just careless."

At the same time, Long Haochen went towards Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong, who were still protected by the power of light.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong looked at the person in front of them with different eyes.

There was confusion and helplessness in Long Dangdang's eyes.

The person in front of him killed their Slaughter School mentor.

Then, in theory, he should be hostile to the person in front of him.

But for some reason, he felt a sense of trust in the person in front of him.

And Long Kongkong was completely different.

He shouted loudly, and his eyes were full of vigilance towards Long Haochen.

Seeing this situation, Long Haochen just smiled slightly and then said: "Hello, I am the first generation Federal Chairman of the Temple Federation."

"My name is Long Haochen."

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong: "Ah?"

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