Douluo: Reincarnation of Kuiba, Wuhun Chongtian Lance

Chapter 17 The Slaughter King's Summons
"It's not a soul skill? Then what is it?"

"Pulse Technique."

It was the first time that Yunsha heard this unfamiliar term, "What is pulse diagnosis?"

"It's difficult to explain. If you have time, I can tell you." Huanming said.

"I am free, of course I want to listen to something so amazing, but you may not be free."

"Oh?"

Yunsha shook her head. "Whether it's a soul skill or not, you used something similar to a soul skill. The King of Slaughter will summon you soon."

"I know this."

Huanming didn’t take this matter to heart at all. What he wanted was for the King of Slaughter to summon him.

Then, under Yunsha's curious gaze, Huanming walked towards the group of "blood slaves".

The group of blood slaves were already trembling with fear. They were very scared. After all, "Kuiba" had just defeated the war spirit!
If anyone is deceived by the appearance of a "Kuiba" child, he will be close to death!
"If anyone asks you to contribute Bloody Mary in the future, you can come to me."

But what they didn't expect was that Huanming would say these words.

"You, you don't want us to contribute Bloody Mary?" a blood slave asked in a low voice.

Huan Ming smiled calmly, "What do I need that for? There's no benefit in drinking it."

"Are you...are you going to protect us?"

One of the female blood slaves asked weakly. She looked to be only in her teens.

"Yes, I am Quiba."

"Kuiba, Kuiba..." the little girl murmured.

After leaving a few words, Huanming turned and left because he saw a man dressed as a guard arriving.

The guard was talking to Yunsha and looked at him from time to time.

No need to guess, this must be the man of the King of Killing.

"Mr. Kuiba, the King of Slaughter wants to see you now. Shall I take you there?" Yunsha said seriously.

"it is good."

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The palace of the King of Killing is magnificent, yet filled with the smell of blood.

The bloody smell here is even stronger than that in the Killing Arena. It is not difficult to judge what kind of person this King of Killing is.

The palace is a forbidden area in the City of Slaughter. Anyone who enters casually will end up dead.

Under Yunsha's guidance, Huanming entered the palace safely.

At first glance, one can see a tall man with a face like a Rakshasa sitting on the throne.

When he saw this man, Huanming finally understood where the murderous aura of the Slaughter Palace came from. The source was the man in front of him.

The King of Killing!
The King of Slaughter looked at him with a slightly interested look, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Before he got close, Huanming had already sensed a huge energy fluctuation.

The King of Killing...is a ruthless character.

Yunsha lowered her head and performed a standard aristocratic etiquette: "Your Majesty, I have brought the person you requested."

At the same time, Yunsha gave Huanming a look, asking him to salute as well.

Huanming was not a fool. He did not have the strength to resist the King of Slaughter, so he simply saluted.

"See the Lord of Slaughter."

"Everyone is free of charge."

The King of Slaughter tapped the throne with his fingertips, making some dull "dong dong" sounds.

This is another invisible sense of oppression. "Kuiba, huh?"

"Yes."

The eyes of the King of Slaughter flickered, and his voice became deep and tight: "Generally speaking, no soul master can use soul skills in the Land of Slaughter, but there is one type of person who is an exception, but it is obvious that you are not that kind of person.

"Young man, explain to me why you can use soul skills? Don't try to lie to me."

Huan Ming thought without hesitation: "That is not a soul skill, but a pulse technique. I also use pulse power, not soul power. The two are different. Naturally, the suppression of the Slaughter City is ineffective against me."

The King of Slaughter asked again: "Pulse power? Pulse technique? What is that?"

It was also the first time he heard such an unfamiliar word, and he couldn't help but feel very curious.

Huanming knew that he could not use the knowledge of the Yuanyang Realm to explain to the King of Slaughter.

After all, things like "genetic particles", "superstrings", and "pulse frequency" are really difficult to explain.

Don't let the King of Slaughter ask him to explain these things before he has finished explaining the art of time and veins.

So he changed his statement, one that was not quite accurate, but was somewhat close.

Huan Ming said: "There are twelve meridians in the human body, and there is potential behind each meridian. Every time a meridian is activated, a person can gain strength.

“These powers are different from soul power. The size of soul power is closely related to soul rings and soul bones, but not so closely related to oneself.

"But the power of the Mai Men comes from within, without the help of any external force. The barrier of the Slaughter City can only prohibit external forces, but it cannot prohibit a person's own power."

His explanation was easy to understand, and also explained why the restrictions of Killing City did not apply to him.

The King of Slaughter nodded slightly: "There is actually such knowledge. Then what are the twelve meridian gates? Does everyone have them?"

"The twelve meridian gates are divided into: Lunquan, Xuangu, Chaoyingfeng, Kunhai, Huanxue, Muhuansong, Linque, Chengan, Shenpoxu, Biyuan, Qiming, and Xinduankong." Huanming replied:

"Not everyone has a pulse gate. This... depends on one's own talent."

The latter sentence shows that Huanming is simply deceiving the King of Killing.

If it is the Yuanyang Realm, then everyone does have a pulse.

But if it is Douluo Continent, it is not necessarily the case, because the structures of the two worlds are completely different.

The genes in the body are also completely different.

The reason why Huanming was able to awaken his pulse gate in Douluo Continent was only because he was Kuiba. He was an accident, nothing more.

"It seems that you have a good talent in this area. How many meridians have you awakened now?" asked the King of Slaughter with a smile.

"two."

"Interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting person in a long time." The King of Slaughter grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth:

"I can see that the fluctuation of your soul power is very small. You should not be a soul master, right?"

"I'm indeed not a soul master." Huan Ming did not comment.

The King of Slaughter nodded: "Well, since he couldn't become a soul master, he found another way to research the meridian gate, making himself no weaker than a soul master. Is this what I understand correctly?"

Huan Ming was too lazy to deny it, otherwise he would have to explain a lot more, "Yes."

"You are a talented person, so why did you come to the City of Slaughter?"

"Being hunted by both the Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire."

Hearing this, the Slaughter King's eyes lit up, "Haha, you are quite capable, but why do you think it is safe to stay in the Slaughter City?"

"The Star Luo Empire, Spirit Hall, and those forces outside claim to be righteous. Of course, they will not come to the Slaughter City to capture me, nor do they dare. And within the Slaughter City, I am sure I can protect my own safety." Huan Ming said concisely.

The King of Slaughter smiled and said, "I kind of like you, little brat."

(End of this chapter)