Douluo: Reincarnation of Kuiba, Wuhun Chongtian Lance

Chapter 15 The So-Called "Strong"

"I've felt it since yesterday. There's not a trace of corruption in you." Yunsha said.

Huan Ming stood up and asked, "Where can I sign up?"

"Do you know that Zhan Hun has won twelve consecutive battles? Even if he cannot use his soul skills, he still possesses the soul power of a soul master."

Yunsha's implication was very clear. She did not think that a child like Huanming could challenge the Soul Sect.

"I don't know. It's not important."

"Not important? Little handsome boy, everyone has only one life, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Huan Ming shrugged, "Don't worry, I value my life very much, and I don't like to do things that I'm not sure of."

The soul masters here are unable to use their soul skills, and their combat power is almost gone.

Even if he still has the soul power of a Soul Sect level, I am afraid he will not be as good as a Great Soul Master in a fight.

This is not the case with Huanming. His strength is not affected here. Others can only use brute force and body movements, but he can use pulse techniques.

Under the dimensionality reduction attack, what else does Huanming have to be afraid of?

“My suggestion is that you can challenge the newbies first, get used to it, and then…” Yunsha advised.

She had finally met a handsome boy she liked, and she really didn't want to see him die like this.

"I understand. Please tell me where to sign up."

"You little guy...just go on stage. I can take care of the registration for you."

"Thank you."

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"Fighting spirit! Fighting spirit!"

"Haha, I made a lot of money. I made five glasses of Bloody Mary!"

Zhan Hun really enjoys the admiring gazes of others. Isn’t this what we are all about in life?
With his current record of twelve consecutive victories, he will have women and status in the City of Slaughter, and his future is limitless!

"I challenge you."

But before Zhan Hun could be happy for too long, he saw a "little devil" walking up from the stage.

The eyes under the mask were stunned for a moment, and the fighting spirit asked: "Little ghost, where are you from?"

Huan Ming asked back: "This is the City of Slaughter, where do you think I came from?"

Zhan Hun tilted his head and looked at him, "This is the first time I see a child in the City of Slaughter. You, want to challenge me?"

"Yeah, I just said that."

"Haha, kid, do you know how strong I am? How dare you challenge me?"

Zhan Hun didn't take Huan Ming seriously at all and just laughed loudly.

Then, the entire audience burst into laughter.

Their eyes were filled with mockery, as if they found Huanming's arrogance ridiculous.

"Where did this little yellow-haired devil come from? Is he here to die?"

"Young people don't know their place. I'm afraid they'll be scared to the point of peeing their pants later!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Who is this little brat causing trouble? Get him out!"

The laughter that came like a tide did not disturb Huanming's state of mind. He looked straight at Zhanhun and asked:
"Why, you don't dare to accept my challenge?"

"What a joke! I just don't want to kill a brat like you. The fight between the strong is not something a weakling like you can get involved in."

Huan Ming said calmly: "How do you know I am a weak person?"

"Boy, do you really want to die?" Zhan Hun's eyes flashed with cold light.

At this moment, a broadcast suddenly sounded.

"Next, contestant No. 333 'Kuiba' will challenge our contestant No. 222 'Zhanhun'. Death and injury are at your own risk in the arena of life and death. Bet now and place your bets!" Upon hearing this voice, Huanming knew that Yunsha had signed up for him.

"Haha, you've pushed yourself into a desperate situation. Let me show you what a strong person is."

Zhan Hun twisted his neck and said coldly.

Since the other party has signed up for the challenge, no matter whether he or she is an adult or a child, he or she cannot step down.

All he could do now was to break the other's neck!
Huan Ming thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, you are a real weakling."

"What did you say?!"

"Oh, if you are really strong, you should challenge the strong ones who are ranked higher. That's called being evenly matched. Why are you waiting here for the weak ones to challenge you? Because you are afraid of death." Huan Ming said:
"You don't dare to provoke those who are stronger than you, and you only dare to accept challenges from those who are weaker than you. This is what we often call bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"Since you are already a bully, how can you call yourself a strong person? It's just words to comfort yourself."

Zhan Hun instantly flew into a rage, "Boy! Are you looking for death?"

"If a so-called strong person can only show off in front of the weak, then he is not a real strong person, but just a poor and inferior person who needs the admiring eyes of the weak to satisfy his vanity." Huanming continued.

"Naive boy, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak!" the fighting spirit cursed.

"You call yourself a strong person, but you only bully the weak. You don't deserve to call yourself a strong person. The so-called survival of the fittest is also your self-deception."

Huanming’s view is very simple. There are too many people in this world who claim to be strong.

However, those so-called strong ones are submissive to those who are stronger than them, but attack the weak ones with heavy blows.

Is this really a strong person?

In Huanming's understanding, a strong person should keep fighting and constantly break through his own limits.

Reach the pinnacle and achieve the strongest results, this is what a strong person does!
People like these who pretend to be strong and talk about the law of the jungle, but actually bully the weak and fear the strong, are just pitiful people with low self-esteem.

They dare not challenge those who are stronger than them and can only show off in front of the weak to find a sense of existence.

How dare you flatter yourself?

"From what you said, you are the real strong one?" Zhan Hun was so angry that he laughed. This kid has so many crooked ideas.

“Not yet, but it’s only a matter of time.”

"Then why don't you challenge someone stronger than you? You said I was a weakling, so why are you challenging me?"

Huan Ming smiled and said, "I am ready to challenge you, so I will start with you."

At least according to the ranking, Zhan Hun is stronger than him now.

He will defeat those so-called strong ones on the leaderboard one by one and fight his way out!
"Boy, your name is Kuiba, right? Very good, your words have successfully angered me, so... are you ready to die?"

The fighting spirit summoned his sword spirit, his voice full of murderous intent.

"please."

"Where's your martial spirit?"

Huan Ming replied: "I won't use my martial spirit, you can do it."

If you can avoid using the Chongtian Spear, it is best to use it as little as possible.

Now his strength is "too weak" and his body is too small, so he is unable to truly control the "Embroidered Weapon".

It would be fine if nothing unexpected happened, but if something unexpected happened, the power of Chongtian Spear would run away, or the Kuiba power in his body would get out of control.

Then, I'm afraid the entire City of Slaughter will be razed to the ground.

Kuiba's power is used to protect, not to kill indiscriminately.

"How arrogant! Well, since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish!"

With the long sword across his body, the fighting spirit narrowed his eyes and prepared to charge forward.

(End of this chapter)