Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 681 Purple Platypus

"Besides, is the other party really a summoning spirit master?"

Huo Yuhao’s brain was working at an astonishing speed, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the ring.

The first match was over, but the summons created by the real people remained like ghosts, with no sign of dissipating. Even the summons that had been killed were still lying stiffly on the ring.

This is indeed very similar to the scene when he used his third martial soul to summon the undead.

Huo Yuhao activated his spiritual detection again. He had learned from the last lesson and was extremely careful this time. He deliberately avoided the position of the real person and directed his detection power precisely towards the summoned creatures. Soon, an astonishing scene jumped into his spiritual perception.

"Uh--ah--" I saw several modified humans who were chopped into several pieces, but they were still gasping for breath, groaning in pain. Their voices were weak but revealed endless pain.

Under the field of vision of spiritual detection, Huo Yuhao could even clearly see that there were tears flashing in the eyes of those summoned creatures.

"Kill me." A barely audible voice, like a ghost, was transmitted into Huo Yuhao's ears through mental detection.

“What!” Huo Yuhao’s heart trembled violently, and a terrible guess flashed through his mind like lightning. His right hand, which was placed on the wheelchair, subconsciously exerted a little force, and his fingertips almost sank into his palm.

"Yuhao, what's wrong with you?" Wang Dong'er had been following Huo Yuhao closely as he pushed his wheelchair. She immediately noticed something was wrong with him and asked with concern, "Did you find anything?
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Tang Sect immediately looked at Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to keep his voice calm: "It's just a guess, but we have to wait and see whether it is true or not."

Because the guess in his mind was too shocking, Huo Yuhao did not choose to tell his companions right away.

"As summoned creatures, their emotions are too varied. Moreover, these summoned creatures have physical bodies, and there is no obvious evil spirit around them. Could it be that..."

Thinking of that horrible guess, Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent. If it was true as he thought, this guy called Zhenren was definitely the worst among all the evil soul masters.

In the waiting area of ​​the Witch Cult, Nan Fusheng smiled slightly, "Did you guess it?"

Witch Cult: The real person is a level 65 Soul Emperor.

When Nan Fusheng created this puppet, he gave it the ability to transform without action. The real person can forcibly transform the souls of others by touching them with his hands, and the body of the person whose soul is changed will also undergo strange changes.

Not only that, the real person can also use Wuwei Transformation to transform himself at will, deform at any time in battle, and launch various attacks that are hard to defend against.

The modified humans thrown out by the real person were also extraordinary, but they were not modified from humans. Instead, they were created by Nan Fusheng using the corpses of soul beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest.

As for the mental fluctuations that Huo Yuhao sensed, they were naturally forged by Nan Fusheng.

Anyway, the real people play the role of evil, and their purpose is to disgust people.

As for the soul rings on the real person, they are all just decorations. The moves used by the real person before were all based on the ability of inaction transformation.

……

On the other side of the field, after a fierce quarrel, a young man with a stern look finally walked out from the Ao Jian Sect's team.

Seeing this man come on stage, the one who reacted the most in the Tang Sect was the sword fanatic Ji Juechen. A sharp sword energy emerged from him almost instantly. Although it only appeared for a moment, it also attracted the attention of other people in the Tang Sect.

Ji Juechen narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was a hint of fanaticism in the depths of his eyes. He tapped the armrests of the chair lightly with his hands.

Huo Yuhao and Jing Ziyan were the ones who had seen this most. It was clear that the sword maniac was full of fighting spirit and wanted to find someone to fight. It was obvious that the young man from the Proud Sword Sect had aroused his fighting spirit.

"Ao Jian Sect, Wu Di." The young man stood on the ring, his voice cold and firm, his eyes shooting at the real person like a sharp blade.

"I am the captain of the Ao Jian Sect team. As long as you can beat me, we, the Ao Jian Sect, will admit defeat in the next match. If you lose, I will kill you and make you pay for my cousin's life."

Hearing this, a twisted and crazy smile appeared on the real person's face, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "If you can do it, then come and try it."

"Both sides are ready, the game begins."

"Blue Steel Sword!"

As the referee's announcement sounded, Wu Di shouted loudly, and six soul rings instantly lit up on his body. His martial soul was the same as Wu Yifan's, both of which were blue steel swords. However, as the captain, his soul power had already reached level 65.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Blue Steel Sword."

Wu Di knew his opponent's tricks very well, so he used his ten thousand year soul skills as soon as he entered the arena. After watching the previous battle between the real person and Kris Wu, he had already formulated a simple but effective strategy in his mind.

The most direct and effective way to deal with this kind of summoning soul master is to launch a fierce attack with absolute power, not giving the opponent the opportunity to use summons, and suppressing it in the bud.

With a slight "hum" sound, the green steel sword in his hand seemed to be injected with powerful force. Its size suddenly doubled and it instantly turned into a four-meter-long giant sword. The sword body flashed with cold light, as if it could cut through all obstacles in the world.

At the same time, a pair of metal wings suddenly opened behind Wu Di. It was a sixth-level flying soul guide device.

Although the Ao Jian Sect is a sect of soul masters, they do not reject the use of soul guides. On the contrary, they skillfully combine soul guides with their own martial souls to unleash even more powerful combat power.

The flames at the tail of the soul guide suddenly shot out, like two blazing fire dragons, driving his body and rushing towards the real person at an extremely fast speed, as if an invisible crack was torn in the air.

"bring it on."

The immortal was not afraid at all. He stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, making a dull sound, and rushed towards Wu Di like an arrow.

“Inaction transforms.”

A crazy smile appeared on the real person's face, and then his left hand twisted strangely like rubber, and instantly turned into a sword with a sharp blade that exuded a cold aura.

"boom!"

The two swords collided, and a burst of intense sparks erupted. The powerful impact caused the air around the two to distort, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

"what!"

Wu Di's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with shock. He lowered his gaze slightly and looked at the left hand of the real person, and the sharp cold light reflected in his eyes.

He never expected that the other party would not take out a sword, but turn his arm into a sword. What kind of weird ability is this? !
Besides, wasn't the other party a summoning spirit master? How could he have such great strength to be able to fight him head-on without losing the upper hand?

"It's not good to look around." The real person raised his empty right hand, and after a creepy twist and deformation, it turned into a huge mace, which smashed towards Wu Di's head with a whistling sound.

"Hah." Wu Di reacted quickly, shouted coldly, and quickly turned the green steel sword in his hand to block in front of him.

"boom!"

The mace hit the blue steel sword heavily, making a dull thud. The powerful force caused Wu Di's body to be smashed by the mace and flew away. He rolled in the air like a kite with a broken string. However, Wu Di was an experienced soul master after all. He quickly adjusted his posture in the air and cleverly used the power of rolling to deftly remove most of the impact.

Then, he took advantage of the high altitude and swooped down towards the real person again, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

“Haha, that’s really funny!”

The real person showed a crazy smile on his face, and another cyborg appeared when he raised his hand. The cyborg rushed towards Wu Di in mid-air, as if it was a solid line of defense, blocking Wu Di's attack.

"Useless work."

Wu Di shouted coldly. Through the analysis of the previous matches, he knew clearly that these summons were only at the third or fourth ring strength at most. Apart from their large numbers, these summons had no special advantages.

However, just when Wu Di was confidently about to kill the summoned creature with one sword, something unexpected happened.

"Qiang!"

The attack of the Qinggang Sword, which was carrying the momentum of falling from the sky, was actually blocked by the summoned creature below. At this moment, Wu Di felt as if he had chopped on an extremely hard boulder, and a strong recoil force came from the sword.

"What?!" Wu Di's pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock. The next moment, he felt a huge force coming from below, and then he was knocked out again, drawing a long arc in the air.

After Wu Di managed to steady himself, he looked towards the opposite side, only to see that the summoned creature that had just knocked him away was a creature that looked like a purple platypus.

"The strength of this summoned creature has already reached the Soul Emperor level. This guy called Zhenren actually has such a method!"

Before Wu Di could think about it, he saw the purple platypus opposite him roaring and pouncing towards him.

Wu Di snorted coldly and immediately raised his green steel sword to meet the attack.

……

"Interesting. Summoning creatures, transforming. Orange, what do you think that martial spirit called Zhenren is?"

On the podium, Xu Tianran asked Orange beside him with great interest.

Orange, who was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, I dare not speak nonsense."

Xu Tianran raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, as if to comfort Orange's restraint: "It's okay, just speak your mind boldly."

Juzi hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I think the soul master called Zhenren should be a summoning soul master. After all, he not only summoned a large number of third and fourth ring summons just now, but now he has even summoned a soul emperor-level summon."

"With this ability, I think it is very likely that he is a summoning spirit master. As for the ability to change his body, it may be some kind of spirit skill, or spirit bone skill."

Xu Tianran nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Then why can't he have twin martial spirits?"

Juzi also smiled back, "Your Majesty, are you testing my common sense as a soul master? A soul master with twin martial souls can only use one martial soul at a time. If the soul master named Zhenren has twin martial souls, then when he uses his second martial soul, those summons should have dissipated."

"Even if he can keep the summoned creature from dispersing, the spirit ring on his body will always disappear when he switches his martial soul. I don't think a spirit master with twin martial souls would choose to add the same spirit ring to both martial souls."

While speaking, Juzi also glanced at Zhongli Wu imperceptibly. She had also heard the previous conversation between him and Xu Tianran.

Xu Tianran laughed and said, "Juzi is indeed smart. My thoughts are similar to yours." Then he looked at Zhongli Wu who was standing beside him, "Master, what do you think?"

Zhongli Wu said calmly, "Your Majesty, I share the same opinion as the princess. This little fellow called Zhenren should not have twin martial spirits, but even I am not sure what his martial spirit is. Perhaps we will be able to find out in a moment."

When he said this, Zhongli Wu's eyes also showed a rare trace of doubt. He had discovered many evil soul masters when he traveled in the mainland before, so he was still confident in his own eyesight.

When he first saw the real person, Zhongli Wu's intuition told him that he was the same kind of person as him. However, from the real person's fighting style, he did not sense any evil spirit that an evil soul master should have. Could it be that he was old and his eyes were blurry and he sensed it wrongly?

No, it's impossible.

Zhongli Wu shook his head. He believed in his intuition. Rather than believing that his intuition was wrong, he would rather believe that the real person's martial spirit was special and could cleverly hide the evil aura in his martial spirit.

Otherwise, it is because he has not been forced into a desperate situation, so the opponent's evil soul master's methods have not been used yet.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Zhongli Wu muttered to himself in a low voice, with a strange look in his eyes. He slowly turned his gaze towards the direction of the battle zone, where the members of the Witch Cult were waiting in full battle array.

In fact, not only the real person, but also other people from the Witch Cult gave him a similar feeling. Could it be that now on the continent, in addition to their Holy Spirit Cult, there are other evil soul masters who have gathered together to form a sect?

……

"Get out of my way!"

Above the ring, Wu Di roared. He didn't want to waste time fighting a summoned creature.

Then the first, second, and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, and the green steel sword in his hand seemed to be infected by the owner's emotions. In an instant, the green light surged, and the runes on the sword body flickered and jumped.

This sword gathered all of Wu Di's strength and determination, and slashed fiercely at the purple platypus in front of him. Wherever the sword passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

But what he didn't expect was that this purple platypus was unexpectedly tenacious. Although the opponent could only use physical attacks, it managed to withstand Wu Di's fierce attack.

After the green light flashed, the platypus did not retreat. Instead, it let out a low roar and pounced towards Wu Di in an almost crazy manner, as if ready to exchange his life for Wu Di's.

"Die!"

Wu Di's anger was completely ignited, and he held the Qinggang sword tightly with both hands. The blue veins on his arms popped up like earthworms. He must not lose to such a summoned creature, otherwise he would not only fail to avenge his cousin, but also bring shame to the Aojian Sect.

He took advantage of the moment when the platypus pounced, seized the fleeting opportunity, and used all his strength to chop at the platypus's abdomen with all his might.

"puff--"

The sharp steel sword cut open the platypus's abdomen easily, cutting it in half. Blood splattered everywhere, spilling onto the ring, like a blooming red plum, shocking.

Wu Di thought that this short battle was over, however, the next moment, his pupils shrank instantly, and the expression on his face changed from the joy of victory to extreme shock and disbelief.

Because, the purple platypus, who seemed to him to be just an ordinary summon, actually shed tears from its eyes. The tears slid down its furry cheeks and dripped onto the ring, making a crisp sound.

Then, something even more horrifying happened to Wu Di. The platypus actually spoke in human language: "Cousin, it hurts so much!"

That's! The voice of his cousin Wu Yifan!

(End of this chapter)