Douluo: Wuhun Blood Sea, the little dancing mother sacrifices at the beginning

Chapter 30 Blood Sea Shura, a hundred thousand year soul ring scares everyone

"Level 37 Battle Spirit Lord Blood Sea Shura, versus! Level 39 Attack Soul Lord Hundred Split Sword!"

In the arena.

Chu Fei's figure was clearly visible to everyone.

Everyone originally thought that the captain of these people finally came out, but at first glance, he was only a child of about five or six years old, not even as big as the Blood Scale Snake Emperor at the beginning!

He wore the same blood-colored mask on his face, but what was different from others was that it was pure red that covered his face. Except for a pair of crimson swords on his forehead, there were no other patterns or carvings.

"Wait a minute? Did I hear you right?"

"A thirty-seventh level soul master, this is the only one?"

The audience started talking one after another, and most of their expressions were in disbelief.

At this age, which is also the age when the martial soul has just been awakened, those monsters are easy to say, and they are similar to normal soul masters, at least there are traces to follow.

But at level 37, this is the Soul Lord!

There is a gap between a great soul master and a soul master that cannot be bridged casually. I don’t know how many people have been unable to break through the realm of the soul master at their wedding throughout their lives.

But now I have to tell them that this child is a thirty-seventh level soul master, and it looks like he is dreaming no matter how he looks at it.

They never dreamed of leveling up so quickly.

"Hey, referee!" Baili Jian on the opposite side was stunned. He pointed at Chu Fei and raised his head and said to the host: "Is it possible that I made a mistake? Why do you let a child come to fight with me? This is a big spirit fighting arena. Ah, you can’t make a mistake.”

The host wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said repeatedly: "This big spirit fighting arena upholds fairness and will never cheat or do anything harmful to the battle."

"All the information is true. The battle has begun. Don't waste too much time questioning the Soul Fighting Arena."

Even though the fighting spirit arena had said this, the Hundred-Split Sword on the opposite side was still a bit unbelievable.

He wanted to continue saying something, but he saw the Blood Sea Shura opposite him leisurely releasing three soul rings from his body.

The terrifying power suddenly erupted from his body, making it difficult for the entire soul fighting arena to breathe. The air was soaked like thick glue, and every breath was exhausted.

Hundred Split Sword gritted his teeth and counted the soul rings in detail, muttering: "Red, black, black."

Three rings.

Not only that, the first soul ring is actually a hundred thousand year soul ring!

Did you make a mistake!
  Baili Jian's face was full of confusion as he didn't know what to do. It took him a while to recover from the shock.

A soul master with three rings, one with one hundred thousand years, two and three with ten thousand years, even looks like his level is not low.

This leaves him with two yellow and one purple Soul Master, where should he put his face?

Unknowingly, he subconsciously summoned a full-body emerald green sword and held it in his palm, which was already covered with beads of sweat.

Without paying attention, the sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

He could no longer even hold the sword firmly.

Along with the surrounding audience, they stared straight at the soul ring that was almost impossible to appear below the soul king.

"Are you going to fight or not?" Chu Fei crossed his arms and turned his head to look at the motionless Hundred-Split Sword opposite him: "If you don't want to fight, then just admit defeat. It saves me the trouble of taking action."

With two words in a row, the Hundred Split Sword was abruptly pulled out of fear.

"Snapped!"

The Hundred-Split Sword slapped him hard on the face to force him to wake up, picked up his martial soul from the ground, took a deep breath of oppressive air and looked at the Blood Sea Shura on the opposite side.

Yes, what is he afraid of?

This Blood Sea Shura's soul power is only level thirty-seven. He might not have a chance of winning at level thirty-nine.

As long as you go all out, the turning point is in the battle!
  Hundred-Split Sword raised his fist towards Chu Fei and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, please don't take offense! Hundred-Split Sword, please give me some advice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rushed out. Even though he was a level 39 soul master, Chu Fei could vaguely feel a slight sword intention from the Hundred Split Sword.

The main attack of the sword-type martial soul is speed and killing. Its offensive is fierce. With the three soul rings charging in sequence, after increasing the attack power and speed, it can even disperse the figure.

One person fights head-on, while two shadows attack from both sides.

Virtual reality, real reality, virtual reality, the real body can even be constantly exchanged in the shadow, thereby achieving the effect of misjudgment.

That's it!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Hundred Split Sword's forehead. Three figures turned into triangles to wrap up the Blood Sea Shura. At the same time, they aimed their swords at three blind corners, trying to block his dodge route.

This soul-calling power consumes a lot of money, but the benefits are also very considerable.

In a game battle, it is equivalent to three people beating one person.

Even if he has a great reaction, he will still be exposed in this rain-like attack.

As long as he can maintain this speed of attack, at least for a moment, the Hundred Split Sword will definitely be able to seize the opportunity to deliver a winning blow.

It's a pity that he never thought about whether he could survive until that time.

The more the attack continued, the more the Hundred Split Sword felt something was wrong. It seemed that the Blood Sea Shura had been within his triangle blockade.

But no matter what, the attack was always a little far away from him.

The feeling of constantly stabbing the air with all his strength made him extremely uncomfortable.

He quickly took two steps back, taking deep breaths to calm down.

"What? Finished the fight?" Chu Fei also stopped and clapped his hands with ease.

He didn't even rely on soul power, but relied on his physical strength to reach a speed far beyond the limit of the Hundred Split Sword.

The attacks of the three figures of the Hundred Split Sword were controlled by Chu Fei's precise distance, creating an illusion that they were about to hit, and bypassed them.

The other two figures of Hundred Split Sword were breathing heavily, and even began to disappear gradually. He frowned tightly, and the soul power wandering around his body declared that the next attack would definitely be his last blow.

He knew that he had to find the flaw in Blood Sea Shura, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat him.

What's the flaw?
  Looking at the current blind spot, Hundred Split Sword already had a countermeasure in mind. The three figures running quickly tried to disrupt the vision, approaching the moment before the shadows disappeared.

The triangular figure suddenly moved in three general directions, beheading, cutting off, and sweeping the hall!

The three swords were aimed at the upper, middle and lower directions at the same time and slashed away.

In other words, there is no way to hide.

"Qiang!"

The sound of intertwining gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the force of the shock caused the Hundred Split Sword to hold a breath in its chest for a long time.

When he looked around, he saw that his three swords were struck together.

"General."

At some point, the figure of Blood Sea Shura appeared behind the main body.

How did he get there?
  Hundred Split Sword looked at the sinking ground, and suddenly the doubts in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he began to mutter to himself.

"Did you actually jump out?"

"No prizes for correct answers."

With a heavy punch, the extremely weak Hundred Split Sword suddenly flew out of the ring.

The whole person was embedded in the ground and passed out.

(End of this chapter)