People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"We have to wait another three months at the latest." Lou Gao stretched out three fingers and shook his head. "In the past two months, except for the initial casting, I have left all the subsequent hammering of the long sword to my disciples.

.And I spend my main energy on casting the armor, but you also know that casting the armor requires the use of alloys, and the processes and parts are more numerous."

"So far, I have only completed the forging of the inner armor, and the forging of the outer armor has just begun."

"Well, there's no rush." ​​Ning Xiaotian nodded.

So far, he has fought a total of 19 battles in the arena. In addition to keeping a low profile and avoiding too much attention from the arena's senior management, the more important reason is that Ning Xiaotian has made great progress in the Soul Condensation Sword recently, and every time

After draining his whole body of soul power and then replenishing it through practice, the total amount of soul power in his body will increase a little.

Now, there are signs that he is about to break through.

This is also thanks to the soul bones of his left and right arms that he absorbed. Due to his lack of physical strength, the soul power that could not be absorbed at that time is still stored in the soul bones. Every time he drains his soul power, he will get feedback from two soul bones, slowly growing the soul in his body.

force.

The energy of the world around Gengxin City is not abundant. He has been practicing in this way recently and has made remarkable progress.

Moreover, he could feel that his body had not yet reached its limit. Every time the soul power in his body was drained by the soul power sword, it was not completely drained. There was still residual soul power in his muscles and bones.

He didn't feel that powerless exhaustion.

"Lord Master, there is one more thing. I want to ask you to build a full-body load-bearing equipment for me." Ning Xiaotian suddenly said again.

"This is easy. Come on, punch me and show me your power." Lou Gao took a step back and patted his chest. As his soul power surged, a layer of golden armor gathered in front of him.

"Okay, Hall Master, be careful." After Ning Xiaotian said that, he turned around and punched with all his strength.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a crack appeared in the golden armor. Lou Gao staggered back, held the edge of the round platform with one hand, rubbed his chest, and said in shock: "Young Sect Master, you actually have such power!"

Although he is just an armor randomly condensed with soul power, he is a real soul saint!

Just relying on his physical body, he was actually able to repel him.

"Funny." Ning Xiaotian said with a smile.

Is this a genius? When did the auxiliary soul master become so powerful? The physical strength of the soul king-level fighting soul master may not be that strong... Lou Gao felt that his three views had been hit hard, and he opened his mouth and said: "Young Master

Sect Master, you can pick up the heavy-duty equipment after five days."

"Then I'll trouble you." Ning Xiaotian cupped his hands.

After a brief exchange, he left the Blacksmiths Association.

Return to the small courtyard and continue your daily practice.

A month later, he broke through to level 39.

Come to the arena.

Fighting is the best way to adapt to the improvement of strength... Ning Xiaotian thought, and slowly walked to the front desk. Twenty consecutive wins, a result that has not been seen in this arena for many years, everyone in the hall looked over.

, with fiery eyes.

They are looking forward to whether this young man who has been out for more than a month can win.

"Please arrange a fight for me." Ning Xiaotian spoke concisely and concisely. The drop of blood in his belly was now the size of his little finger, which helped him restrain his murderous intention. As long as he did not actively reveal his murderous intention, the girl in front of him would not notice anything.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The girl smiled brightly, without any fear, her plump figure stood up slightly, her white waves swayed, and her watery eyes revealed a charming charm.

Ning Xiaotian stopped talking and leaned on the counter with one hand, looking around. There were more and more people in the hall, and everyone looked down.

"The match is complete, please go to venue 11." the girl said crisply.

So fast... Ning Xiaotian thought thoughtfully, it should have been arranged long ago... He nodded slightly and walked forward alone.

Ground floor, observation room.

"Click." An old man opened the door and walked in.

"Manager, it's about to start." The waiting man said respectfully.

"Well, this person hasn't fought again for more than a month. I think his fighting power is only close to that of the Soul King. This battle is mainly to ensure his safety." The old man waved his hand, and a guard behind him quickly ran to a secret door.

, turn the mechanism, and a hidden door near the corridor opens instantly.

"Your Majesty means to keep an eye on this person at all times. If this person can win 30 games in a row, he will report it immediately. Now it seems that there is no hope." The man shook his head.

"Haha, Your Majesty probably still remembers Tang Hao back then, and feels that if he can't win 30 games in a row without using his soul power, he is not considered a top genius." The old man twitched his lips, feeling helpless.

"Hey, after all, this world still relies on soul power levels and powerful soul skills. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many skills you have, it is pale." The man also smiled bitterly.

"From a certain point of view, His Majesty's consideration is correct. A few days ago, Sword Douluo was able to defeat Xiaotian Douluo because of his extreme speed and attack power. Tang Xiao wanted to use the sect's special skill, but the result was not there.

As soon as I reacted, my defense was breached."

"It is said that that sword was a sword of astonishing talent and beauty. It was like a stream of light, capable of destroying even the dead." The old man murmured, "Then Tang Xiao possesses many unique skills of the sect. If he can't use them, what's the use?"

"The same goes for this person. In the face of powerful soul skills, it is a question whether he can dodge with only physical skills, let alone close combat. I guess in the eyes of His Majesty, he is at most a general."

Shaking his head, he added: "Unless he also possesses powerful offensive martial arts and soul skills, this is what His Majesty ordered us to find out."

"But the rules of our arena are that you cannot use soul power. How can I investigate this?" The man smiled bitterly: "Should we send someone to attack him?"

The old man turned his head and said, "We don't know about his martial spirit yet, and the risk involved is too great. If it is exposed, not only will you and I die, but it will also bring trouble to His Majesty."

He curled his lips and said, "Now I hope he can win 30 games in a row."

I think so too... The man said in his heart, glanced out the window, and said quickly: "Supervisor, he has entered the scene."

"Yeah." The old man nodded, looked out the window, and said no more.

...

Inside the arena.

Ning Xiaotian slowly walked out and looked up. His eyes suddenly froze. The man walking in front of him was less than 1.5 meters tall. This was not because he was only 1.5 meters tall, but because he had four limbs.

On the ground.

His normal height is at least 1.9 meters.

The back is bowed, the cervical vertebrae are protruding, the arms are slender, and the muscles are extremely developed. The fingers are holding on to the ground and walking like a feline beast. The fingertips are hooked and are as black as ink. Especially the eyes are full of bloodthirsty scarlet.

.

"What has this person gone through to become like this? No, this is no longer a person at all, but a real beast." Ning Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He could feel the eeriness.

Killing intent.

Coming like a wave.