Douluo: I am the ancestor of the blood clan

Chapter 18 Changing the Rules
"What a horrible smell..."

The powerful strength of the Slaughter King made Tang San's heart tremble. He had only personally experienced this level of coercion in front of Tang Hao, so this Slaughter King was definitely a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level.

"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Slaughter!"

The soul masters in the auditorium were cheering for the arrival of the King of Slaughter, Gulud, and the audience was erupting.

"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Slaughter!"

Amid the cheers of everyone, Tang San also stared at the King of Slaughter, Guluo. The current Tang San has deep eyes, a stalwart figure, broad shoulders, and a head of water-blue long hair that reaches vertically to his feet. He often wears a luxurious blue robe, with a noble temperament.

But at this moment, compared with Guluo, he is slightly inferior. Guluo is stepping in the void, walking towards Tang San step by step, feeling more and more oppressed.

There was really a feeling of suffocation, but luckily the King of Slaughter, Guluo, quickly restrained himself, hiding his aura, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

In close comparison, Guluo's figure is more majestic than Tang San's, and Guluo is [-] meters tall, a head taller than Tang San, and the two have their own advantages.

"Congratulations, young King Shura!"

The King of Slaughter, Guluode said in a deep voice: "Being able to come here has proved your strength, and I am very optimistic about you."

"So in the next competition, I will give you a special mark, so that you can use your soul skills freely, and at the same time make the subsequent competitions more exciting."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience boiled again.

But Tang San's brows were frowned, the Slaughter King actually changed the rules, what on earth is the other party going to do?
The King of Slaughter, Guluo continued: "Don't worry, only you can use the soul skills, and your opponents, as before, can only rely on the soul power and the original form of the martial soul to fight."

"This is my special reward for you."

Guluo did not allow others to reject him, and directly waved a special mark, which turned into a red light and imprinted on Tang San's left shoulder.

At this moment, the word "Kill" appeared on Tang San's left shoulder, and it seemed that an invisible shackle on his body was broken instantly. Tang San felt that he could use his own soul skills.

"Then, Tang Yin, it's better to obey than to be respectful."

Tang San thought secretly, at this point, there is no other way but this.

After all, the Slaughter King didn't give him the right to refuse from the very beginning, and his attitude was very strong.

Besides, being able to use spirit abilities while Tang San's opponents couldn't use them, no matter from which angle you look at it, it's all benefits and no harm.

But the King of Slaughter, since Guluo bestowed Tang San with a special mark, he would naturally arrange a special opponent for him.

In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak have never been fair.

……

Hell arena, there are no rules, every time there are ten people on the field, only one survives in the end.

Players in the game can use any attack method to solve the opponents present until the last one wins.

Tang San, whose alias is "Tang Yin", wears a killing mask on his face, and his own strength has reached level 59, the control system battle spirit king.

Standing proudly on the arena of hell, Tang San used the Purple Demon Pupils, purple light suddenly appeared in his eyes, observing delicately, almost seeing through the opponent's body, but his opponents were all enemies in uniform costumes.

(End of this chapter)