Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 236: Increasing Malice

Xia Yujie was listening to the two people's conversation at the side, and touched his nose awkwardly, especially when he felt Gojo Satoru constantly glancing at him.

Unable to bear it any longer, Geto Suguru immediately started fighting with Gojo Satoru.

With the two of them playing around, the atmosphere in the team was not so depressing.

As the dean and a Titled Douluo, Zhou Ming naturally did not need to follow them to the military camp for the 15-day closed competition.

The next day, when the competition really started, Zhou Ming was treated the same as the princes and nobles and came to the audience seats on both sides of the competition venue.

And it was a subjective platform, with Sect Master Ning sitting next to him, and there was also a white-haired man whom he had never seen before, who exuded an extremely sharp aura.

"You are Zhou Ming." The white-haired man stared at Zhou Ming with sharp eyes.

Feeling the sword-like gaze, Zhou Ming looked over without hesitation and said, "Looking at your appearance and the sharp aura that soars to the sky, you must be Jian Douluo."

"Hmph!" Jian Douluo snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with the other party's lack of answer.

"Your Excellency likes to bully the weak with the strong."

"Bullying the weak? Haha! I think you also like to confuse right with wrong." Zhou Ming sneered, looking at this guy who protected his own people.

The auras of the two men suddenly became intense, and the auras rushed towards them like sharp swords, but were blocked by the faint golden light.

"You two, the competition is about to begin." Sect Master Ning's voice came at the right time.

The two men's open and secret fighting also subsided and they glared at each other.

It seemed like he had calmed down, but Zhou Ming sneered in his heart.

"Secret voice transmission? Tsk!"

Others couldn't notice it, but Zhou Ming could, that the two people next to him were secretly communicating.

"How is it, Uncle Jian?" Sect Master Ning said secretly.

"I tried it and found that he is indeed a Titled Douluo. The information from the royal secret agents has a certain degree of credibility." Jian Douluo responded secretly.

"If it's true, then Uncle Gu will also have to come to Tiandou City." Sect Master Ning said secretly.

At this time, the scene gradually calmed down and the competition officially began.

Zhou Ming did not pay too much attention to each game, but instead focused his attention on the audience.

"There are at least seven or eight eyes staring at me, and there are countless people who are full of malicious intent. Haha, I don't know what means they will use in the next few days." Zhou Ming laughed secretly in his heart, looking relaxed and completely indifferent.

The essence of soul masters is the law of the jungle. I wonder how many people will use the most direct means?
The game was underway and it was the turn of the Seven Stars Team. As the first in the previous qualifiers, they swept all opponents with their domineering force. This attitude naturally earned them great popularity.

"Seven Star Team, Seven Star Team——!"

Amid the noise, the first players from both teams came on stage and the scene quieted down.

"Is it Gao Cheng? The manifestation level of his martial soul is a bit low. He became a member of heavy water and did not inherit another characteristic." Zhou Ming looked at his student and shook his head secretly in his heart.

Among the nine students, Zhou Ming was not very satisfied with the last five, as they felt that the manifestation of the divine characteristics was too incomplete.

For example, Ang Lee's Thunder Drum only has a paralyzing effect and a very wide range of attack, but lacks the most important point.

You should know that its source is a legend of the God of Thunder, which condenses into a divine magic weapon.

It should have carried the might of heavenly thunder, but it lost this characteristic and its power was greatly reduced.

The same goes for monovalent heavy water. According to the original version of the mythological story, a drop of water condenses the water vapor of a lake and can be transformed into a lake at any time.

At the same time, it also carries an unimaginable weight. Now the transformed molten iron only has the characteristic of weight, and the water vapor is gone. From the top water-based spiritual object, it has become a somewhat special water drop.

"boom!"

A figure was knocked out and fell outside the ring.

"Gao Cheng from the Seven Stars Academy defeated seven people alone, bringing the first victory to the Seven Stars Team!..."

Gao Cheng listened to the referee's voice with a cold face, looked at the defeated academy, and a slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The dark blue water drop returned to the body, turned around and walked back.

"Gao Cheng, you are so unkind. At least give me two people." Liu Gang looked at Gao Cheng who was walking back, curled his lips and said a little dissatisfiedly.

"I would like to give way to you, but unfortunately everyone who comes up is an idiot. They insist on taking my water drops with their iron heads." Gao Cheng's expression softened a little, and he said helplessly with a shrug.

"That's the truth. Even Brother Lin and Brother Teng wouldn't be stupid enough to bear your water drops." Li An nodded and said as he stood nearby.

I remember when I just awakened, a drop of Gao Cheng's molten iron weighed 100 kilograms. After the improvement of soul power and the addition of soul rings over the years, it has become even heavier.

In the state of soul skills, each drop weighs a thousand pounds.

Therefore, even the first soul skill, the molten iron bullet, has a very strong attack power. It can be simply understood that the bullet of a small-caliber pistol weighs a thousand pounds.

However, its weakness is also obvious. Its attack is too weak and it will be avoided by very fast and agile soul masters.

"It's still missing a tracking skill. In this case, Gao Cheng's combat system will be more complete." Zhou Ming made a judgment in his mind.

Continuing to watch the rest of the battle, the day quickly came to an end.

The entire qualifying tournament lasted 15 days in total, and to Zhou Ming's surprise, the whole process was very peaceful.

No one took the initiative to test Zhou Ming. The only change might be that there were more masters in Tiandou City.

Zhou Ming came to the spectator seats again and found that there were some changes in the seats today. There was an old man with white hair, who was intimidating without being angry and full of oppression.

He was very strong and filled up the empty seat. He leaned back with his broad shoulders to completely cover the chair. He held up the side of his face with his hands, and his eyes seemed to flash with lightning as he stared at Zhou Ming who was walking towards him.

"You are Zhou Ming, and you really look like a little devil." A rude voice came out of this person's mouth.

"From your looks, you should be the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family! I wonder what your relationship is with those two middle-aged men who look like a couple over there?" Zhou Ming was not someone to be trifled with, and he directly exposed his scars.

The old man glanced over there, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then anger burst out from his heart, but he forced himself to hold it back.

Staring at Zhou Ming coldly, thunder and lightning flashed on the old man's head and Dyson's dragon roar emanated.

"Little devil, you are really not a good person!"

A mutated hand like a dragon claw grabbed Zhou Ming's head with thunder and lightning.

"boom!"

The big hand covered in golden light blocked the dragon claw without any hesitation. Thunder and lightning spread and hit the golden light, but did not leave any mark.

"Old man, your strength is unexpectedly weak." Zhou Ming said sarcastically as he looked at the old man with one arm transformed into a dragon who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The old man had a grim expression and seemed to be unaffected at all, but thunder gradually spread all over his body.

"You two, this is a military camp, the venue of the Tiandou Empire, not a place for a martial arts competition." The prince ran over and shouted in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)