Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1283 There is one thing that is clear

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This time, not only did the number of Contra double, the standard was raised to one Contra per capita.

Cheng Yun is a guide. Although Ning Jiang is limited to the 79th level, his auxiliary power is enough to rival any Soul Douluo-level auxiliary master.

Not counting the members of the Chen family, there were only two Titled Douluo present, Yang Jingxue and Ximen Rongcheng, as well as him and Yang Zhijia, who had participated in the raging battle that year. In total, there were only four of them.

In other words, the area on which the Chen family can mobilize Contra is expanding.

Anyway, he believed that all the people summoned this time were Soul Douluos, and there must be a necessary reason. It was not impossible to summon Soul Sages.

After much thought, the solution is to upgrade tactics.

Because this time the situation is completely different, the Contras' teamwork and tactics are much stronger.

Ma Zhibin's combat boots crushed the gravel under his feet. He felt that the Chen family seemed to have tasted the sweetness.

He also had a premonition that such situations and battles would recur in the future, causing the former commanders - the Contra masters - to go to the front lines and fight bloody battles.

Through continuous drills and actual combat, we accumulate experience.

Such a handiwork!
Use Soul Douluo as soldiers, Titled Douluo as generals, and Super Douluo as commander!

At that time, how can these Soul Fighters be called...special forces?

That little brat Chen Xiaojun seemed to have said that.

Chu Tianshu frowned, and the wound on his shoulder glowed red in the firelight of the battlefield: "I just don't understand. Although we killed three Saint King-level soul beasts, it was only a matter of forty hours."

"Why were the soul beasts able to organize a siege so quickly? Their reaction speed is really strange."

Ma Zhibin naturally would not say that they had killed three other Saint King-level soul beasts in the previous three days.

Since the Chen family has taken the initiative to reveal the existence of these three Titled Douluo to the other families in Douhun City, he cannot speak carelessly.

They even need to be more cautious in their words and actions, at least this is the tacit understanding before all the families reach a consensus with the Chen family.

Chu Tianshu is a man with many tricks and is very cunning: "No, look at your expression and tone, there is something wrong."

He frowned, leaned sideways, and looked at the other person suspiciously: "Do you know something? Don't hurt me, your uncle."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhibin waved his hands impatiently and retorted, “Get lost!”

"Old Chu, stop taking advantage of me by relying on your seniority. Go somewhere cooler as soon as possible."

He sneered and pulled at the blood stain on his collar: "You are only half a generation older than me, and you still want to be my uncle? No way!"

"In my place, we should just talk about our own affairs. Don't try to make friends with others."

Chu Tianshu raised his hands in surrender, muttering, "Okay, okay, I'll just say it. Old Chu is Old Chu."

"Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me now. Do you have any inside information?"

Ma Zhibin turned his head and said unhappily, "There is no inside information, but there is one obvious thing."

Chu Tianshu's pupils shrank slightly, "Tell me now, don't hide it."

Ma Zhibin lowered his voice and said slowly, "The Chen family will not let us die here."

"Nonsense!" Chu Tianshu rolled his eyes in disdain and was about to make a few more jokes when he suddenly stopped.

He seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened, the night wind blew up his hair, revealing the unhealed scratch on his brow bone: "Wait. You mean..."

Ma Zhibin saw his expression and knew that he had figured out the key points. Ma Zhibin crushed the ants under his feet with his combat boots and continued, "We all know that the Chen family is now on the rise."

"If our group of people are killed," Ma Zhibin took out the wine flask and took a sip, the strong liquor flowing down his chin into the dark red suit, "the loss will be huge."

"Moreover, once this matter gets out, the Chen family's upward momentum will definitely be severely hit, and the ladder to heaven that the Chen family has just built will collapse."

He suddenly sneered, and the smell of alcohol sprayed on Chu Tianshu's ears, "Reputation is so fragile."

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly popped up, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Zhibin, are you free?"

It was Chen Hong’s voice.

Ma Zhibin's hand trembled, and the amber liquid in the wine jug dripped onto the scorched earth, forming a hideous totem.

It was not because of Chen Hong's words. To him, Chen Hong's teasing would definitely not make him feel embarrassed and awkward as if he was caught.

After all, he is a man whose skin is three points thicker than a city wall, and he is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

The reason why he lost his composure was that he suddenly heard an extremely strange cry in his ears. The sound was as high-pitched as an eagle's cry and as majestic as a dragon's roar.

There was a kind of breathtaking power hidden in the voice. If nothing unexpected happened, it must be another Saint King-level soul beast.

Chu Tianshu clasped his five fingers tightly together and said in a low voice: "It's the Crystal Pterosaur Peng!"

Ma Zhibin looked up and saw the clouds in the distance surging violently like boiling water: "Do you recognize it?"

Chu Tianshu nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "Well, it is a veteran Saint King-level soul beast, very famous in our area."

"It just stays dormant in its own territory, Xuanjing Mountain, and rarely goes out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moon, which was originally as bright as water, was instantly covered by a layer of strange blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of dark shadows tore through the layers of clouds like ghosts and came roaring.

Looking into the distance, a new army of flying people was approaching in the distant sky like a dark cloud.

Under the reflection of the cold moonlight, they are flying all the way at different speeds like meteors chasing the moon.

As the distance got closer, the majestic crystal pterosaur Peng was the first to reveal its true appearance.

The head has crown-shaped crystal spikes, and the tail extends into segmented crystal cluster wings.
It has a red crystal body, a long neck with radial supports, and black crystal wing membranes. Its wingspan can reach 20 meters, and each scale reflects the moonlight.

Following closely behind was a group of Iron Feather Guards with silver scales like snow, trailing streams of light on their wingtips.

Ma Zhibin looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed: "Wow, this person is at the level of a 'veteran saint king'. It seems that he is considered a well-known 'old senior' in your area."

"This Chang'an area really deserves the reputation of being a 'bird's nest'."

Chu Tianshu waved his hand: "Well, this is a mutant soul beast, and it has a close relationship with the Eagle King and his Wind and Thunder War Eagle clan."

Ma Zhibin nodded, and then caught up with the information just now: "Huh? Isn't the Xuanjing Mountain you just mentioned on the other side of the mountain? Why are you here?"

Chu Tianshu frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "Yes, we have only been fighting for such a short time and it has already arrived."

"Either we were unlucky and ran into someone's trap; or they had been waiting for us."

"Fortunately, we killed the Wind and Thunder Warhawk in advance, otherwise we would be in even greater trouble."

Ma Zhibin drank the last sip of wine, patted the grass and dust on his body, stood up and said with a smile: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's go, we can't be lazy and steal."

(End of this chapter)