Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 99: Legend of the Ice Demon, Mo Bai comprehends the realm of sword energy

Just after Mo Bai turned into an alley, several people behind him rushed forward and surrounded Mo Bai.

"Boy, you're new here, right? Hand over the Bloody Mary, and maybe I'll spare your life if I'm in a good mood."

"Don't be impatient. This kid is so tender and delicate. Let me be happy first."

"I think we should not kill him yet. Let's keep him for a few months. We can get Bloody Mary from him when we need it."

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No one is trustworthy in the City of Slaughter, but not everyone has the strength to act alone. People who are not strong enough will occasionally form groups, but they all have their own ulterior motives and may turn their swords against each other in the future.

Looking at the people in front of him with bad intentions, Mo Bai also smiled, but under the shadow of this city of killing, he looked a little creepy no matter how he looked at it.

As the soul power surged, a cold breath emanated from Mo Bai, and the people who were surrounded by him shivered unconsciously.

Seeing that Mo Bai was not understanding, several people looked at each other and raised their weapons to kill Mo Bai.

Mo Bai didn't dodge, just watched quietly. Just when all the weapons were about to hit him, he clenched his right fist and several sword qi wrapped in ice shot out from his side.

The ferocious expressions of several people froze in an instant, and their weapons stopped just one foot in front of Mo Bai, but they could not move forward any further.

After dealing with these people, Mo Bai quickly left the scene, because there were more than just these few people following him. Here we have to appreciate the enthusiasm of the City of Slaughter towards newcomers.

Moreover, the old birds seemed to prefer the scene where the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole waits behind, but they were just beaten to it by these stupid geese.

Sure enough, not long after Mo Bai left, a few more figures appeared at the scene. Looking at the broken ice on the ground, they couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

They actually didn't know whether Mo Bai was among the body parts on the ground, but before Mo Bai came to the City of Slaughter, there seemed to have never been a master of ice.

Just when several people were puzzled, Mo Bai had already found a residence he liked, but the original owner was not willing to move.

Based on the principle of kindness, Mo Bai threw him out personally, but he accidentally broke into pieces when he fell to the ground, and his bones were completely broken into ice powder, and eventually became the nourishment of the City of Slaughter along with his flesh and blood.

For the next four or five days, Mo Bai spent all of his time in the Hell Killing Field, and with his superb acting skills, he successfully increased his wins to sixteen games.

However, every time he went home, someone would still follow him. Although Mo Bai handled it decisively every time, if he walked on the road at night too much, he would always encounter ghosts.

On this day, Mo Bai's use of ice to kill people was finally seen by someone, but since they were far away at the time, he was too lazy to pay attention to it. However, this also brought trouble to his seventeenth game.

Because no less than hundreds of people died at Mo Bai's hands in the past few days, Mo Bai has gradually become known to people, and some people even gave him an appropriate nickname, the Ice Demon.

Since his identity was exposed, Mo Bai could no longer have fun from now on. Looking at the nine people approaching him, Mo Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It’s not that Mo Bai couldn’t win, but he was thinking about what means to use. He had to leave some hope for others. Otherwise, who would dare to fight him in the future? Wouldn’t that be simply seeking death?
After some random thoughts, Mo Bai picked up his sword and rushed towards the nine people. With his superb swordsmanship and graceful movements, he shuttled among the swords and shadows.

Two incense sticks later, Mo Bai finally succeeded in killing everyone and won the game.

Although Mo Bai had tried his best to restrain himself, after he won three games in a row, there was no warrior at the scene who dared to challenge Mo Bai anymore.

At this point, Mo Bai had to end his match today. He knew that this was just the beginning, and it would be even harder to play in the future. Sure enough, in the next month, Mo Bai only played eight matches. Now his total number of wins is 28, and he doesn't know when he will win 100 games.

Since he couldn't play in the competition for the time being, Mo Bai decided to concentrate on training for a while and let his enthusiasm cool down. Otherwise, it would be too uncomfortable to be targeted every day.

The following time was boring and tedious. Five months had passed before he knew it, and Mo Bai had been in the City of Slaughter for half a year.

During this period, Mo Bai occasionally went to the Hell Killing Field a few times, but the Ice Demon was getting more and more evil, and his fame was growing, making it harder than climbing to the sky to compete.

During this period of time, Mo Bai has tried every trick, including coercion, inducement, conspiracy, and all kinds of tricks, but the effect is still dismal. He has only fought eight battles in the past six months.

Mo Bai knew that this wasn’t going to work and he had to find a way to change things, otherwise who knows how long he would have to stay in the City of Slaughter.

Another half a month passed, and Mo Bai finally came up with a good idea, but he didn't try it for the time being because he had a feeling that his swordsmanship seemed to be about to have a breakthrough in the next few days.

On this day, countless sword auras suddenly appeared around the house where Mo Bai was. Fortunately, the neighbors around him had already moved away, otherwise he might have died inexplicably at home.

At this time, Mo Bai also entered a mysterious state. His body was wrapped in dense sword energy, which was moving in a very regular manner, just like a general on patrol with a group of soldiers.

The sword energy cultivated by Mo Bai has always been stored in his dantian, but the space is limited after all, and the big guy, martial arts soul, takes up a lot of space.

Therefore, Mo Bai could only keep compressing the sword energy to make it condense continuously. Today, the sword energies seemed to have found their destination and left Mo Bai's dantian one after another, flowing into Mo Bai's feet like a rushing river.

Mo Bai put all his mental energy into it, guiding the sword energy to circulate in a regular pattern. At this moment, he finally understood the significance of sword momentum in Jian Chenxin's swordsmanship.

The so-called sword power is a kind of momentum of the sword. It can overwhelm the heaven and earth and make the world submit. With it, you can cut through the sky, the earth and everything in the world. It is a kind of great spirit.

This is Mo Bai's sword energy field. Mo Bai is the master in this field. The strength of all enemies within it is suppressed by 50%. It can also be used together with the frost field to double its power.

As the sword energy gradually flowed in, the sword energy around Mo Bai slowly became thinner. He did not drain the pond to catch all the fish, but let the flow of sword energy form a cycle.

The sword energy that is cultivated in the future will first pass through the Dantian and meridians before finally merging into the ocean of sword energy under your feet.

Just when Mo Bai's sword energy field was fully formed, a huge sword energy shadow appeared out of thin air above his head. The moment he opened his eyes, it stabbed fiercely into the void.

In the Asura Temple in the Douluo God Realm, a middle-aged man sitting on the throne and wearing dark red magic pattern armor opened his blood-red eyes and looked in the direction of the Slaughter City with a smile on his face.

He murmured, "An interesting little fellow. I hope you can pass the test of the City of Slaughter."

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

The King of Slaughter, who was exercising excitedly in the luxurious palace, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He pushed the woman in front of him away and used his spiritual sense to carefully explore every corner of the City of Slaughter, but unfortunately found nothing.

The woman lay on the ground with a resentful look in her eyes, but unfortunately the King of Slaughter had lost interest and waved his hand irritably, asking the woman to leave.

The woman did not dare to disobey. After packing up her things, she crawled away.

(End of this chapter)