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Chapter 180 Miser

Chapter 180

The bamboo wine is bright, perhaps because of the energy of heaven and earth. It is still steaming and the aroma of the wine is overflowing.

"Damn, retarded!"

Luo Chen cursed loudly in his heart. If he continued like this, he would probably be mad to death if he didn't burst out.

He is autistic in his six senses and is too lazy to read or listen again.

When the vortex of soul power above his head gathered to two and a half meters, Luo Chen finally did not dare to play anymore. At this time, he could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor!

He tried to communicate with the Devouring Fighting Soul in his body, but what made his scalp explode was that before he could control the Devouring Fighting Soul to absorb it, the Devouring Fighting Soul in his body had already started to devour it crazily.

This scene looks quite spectacular to the outside world, just like the legendary enlightenment!

The soul power between heaven and earth was being devoured continuously, and Luo Chen's body bulged along with it.

"It's going to explode! It's going to explode! Junior Brother Luo is really going to explode!"



Outside the chess forest, feeling the soul power of heaven and earth flowing between heaven and earth, Zhong Li and others also became nervous. Is this about to break through?

"Abnormal! But even if you have extraordinary talent, is it really good to improve your cultivation so quickly?"

Wang Xiao frowned. According to what he knew, Brother Luo was only thirteen years old this year, right? Damn, this is really irritating! He is already fifteen, and only then, with the gathering of massive resources, did he manage to break through and achieve

Compared to the three-star fighting soul master realm, this made him feel a little ashamed and ashamed!

"Show off!"

Ba Xiaoman curled his lips, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable. He was just a freshman in the second school. How long had he just been in the school, and he was about to break through? How could this make the second-year seniors like them feel so embarrassed? She thought so

I suddenly felt happy, senior? By the way, I am his senior!

"Something's not right!"

Different from the expressions on other people's faces, Xiao Wenwen raised her brows and looked at Zhong Li, and her face gradually gained a hint of solemnity!

"There is indeed something abnormal. Such majestic soul power does not look like... at all.

Click~

Suddenly, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky above the chess forest, and strong winds roared, causing the soul power of the world and the earth in the chess forest to become chaotic.

"There is indeed something wrong with this little guy!"

In the dark corner of the chess forest, Dean Lin felt very uneasy. Back when he was in Douhun Pavilion, he had discovered that this boy was extraordinary, and now there was even more solemnity on his old face.

Others might not be able to see it, but with his eyesight, how could he not see it through?

"Forcibly swallowing the soul power between heaven and earth into the body, this kid is not afraid of dying? Such a domineering technique is truly unparalleled in my life!"

Dean Lin was stunned, and another old man was also stunned.

"This... is this the power of devouring? Could it be... something is wrong? If it was really that child, the soul veins in this area would have been devoured long ago, and... something is wrong, I have not felt the slightest trace of blood.

Power, weird, weird!”

The old man scratched his ears and cheeks, only to see his five fingers suddenly grab the air, and there was a black energy thread in his palm, which he grabbed in his hand.

"That's not right! This is indeed the power of devouring, but why is this power of devouring so weak?"

The old man scratched his head. He secretly followed Luo Chen, hoping to find a successor suitable for him. Unexpectedly, he didn't see the person, but he vaguely discovered a shocking secret!

"Maybe it's just similar. If it's really that child, that person should be there too. It seems like I'm just overthinking it. Besides, so what? It's none of my business, hehe..."

The old man chuckled, and suddenly, the aroma of wine filled the chess forest. The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked intently, and immediately started beating his chest.

The bright bamboo wine flowed out from the green bamboo and sprinkled on the ground, soaking it all!

"Asshole! Which little bastard actually ruined the old man's beloved like this? He should be beaten!"

The old man cursed and quickly focused on Wang Ma. He was so angry that he rolled up his tattered sleeves and slapped Wang Ma in the air.

Pa~

Wang Ma, who was in grief, tilted his head and his whole body suddenly became confused. He looked at Wu Changchun in confusion, only to find that Wu Changchun was still squinting and looking up at the sky. He was several feet away from him and could not hit him at all.

He subconsciously touched the face that he thought was handsome and asked doubtfully: "Is it an illusion?"

The left side of my face felt slightly warm, as if someone had really slapped me in the face.

"Maybe it's just that I'm overly sad and hallucinating... Anyway, let's take a sip of bamboo wine to calm down."

He drilled another hole and filled the bamboo tube. He drank a few sips and then sprinkled it on the ground. He murmured: "One bite for me and one bite for you..."

Pa~

Another solid slap, this time with greater force, causing Wang Ma to stumble. Even Zhong Li and others outside the chess forest heard the loud slap.

"You little bastard, you don't have a long memory? How dare you ruin it in front of me? You're going to get slapped!"

The old man cursed, his mouth sucked, his throat rolled a few times, and his cloudy old eyes suddenly lit up.

“Good wine!”

The old man sucked in his mouth continuously, gurgling, and after a while, he let out a satisfied burp.

The loud slap aroused Wu Changchun's suspicion. He slowly lowered his head and sighed softly: "Xiao Mazi, your junior brother hasn't exploded yet. Even if he does, you don't need to kneel down. You are serious."

Wu Changchun looked at Wang Ma still crawling on the ground and nodded happily.

Wu Changchun has taught many outstanding students over the years, but in the end he was only satisfied with them. Most of them either dropped out of school and joined a noble family, signed a war servant treaty, or changed their surnames.

He was very disappointed when he joined another aristocratic family and became a descendant of a side branch!

Especially these few years, but what makes him happy is that there are still good children worth looking forward to!

Wang Ma covered his face with both hands. The bamboo tube in his hand had already fallen to the ground. No, it hurt! This was not an illusion! Someone was beating him.

He looked around and after soul power exploration, he found that there were only three people within thirty meters. Senior Brother Luo was making a breakthrough and could be eliminated.

There is no way that I can just slap myself and rule it out, so...

He looked at Wu Changchun resentfully, his heart full of grievances. Could it be that he secretly entered the chess game and made Master Wu angry?

Thinking of this, he felt very ashamed. Yes, the chess forest was the place where Dean Lin and the old dean of the academy played chess. After their defeat, the chess forest was closed.

From then on, it was listed as a forbidden area by the Second Academy, but I... No wonder the martial arts instructor was so angry.

Thinking of this, Wang Mao knelt on the ground with a bang, hugged Wu Changchun's thigh, and burst into tears.

Wu Changchun knelt down, stroked Wang Ma's hair, which was as messy as a bird's nest, and said, "Good boy."

What a touching scene. In the corner of the chess forest, Dean Lin watched this scene silently. However, the strange thing is that with the cultivation level of the Soul King Realm, Dean Lin did not notice anything strange! Not to mention that he was not found in the chess forest.

It's a bit weird for an old man to drink alcohol secretly.

For those who are strong in the Soul King Realm, the sea of ​​consciousness can expand thousands of meters in an instant. Within a thousand meters, all disturbances, including the sound of mosquitoes, cannot escape their perception!

"Good wine! Although this boy deserves a beating, his brewing skills are pretty good. He can be accepted as a brewing boy."

The old man nodded with satisfaction. As he murmured, a sharp blast sound suddenly came from the front. Looking over, he saw Luo Chen, who was making a breakthrough with his eyes closed and cross-legged. Suddenly, his body was wrapped in a series of mixed energy balls, and he was surrounded by energy.

At the same time, above his head, the compressed soul power vortex was still pouring into Luo Chen's body.

The old man was surprised, Dean Lin was surprised, but Wu Changchun and Wang Ma were a little numb.

It's been an hour. Logically speaking, by this time, they should have started collecting the corpses to build yellow wooden boxes, right? But... give up struggling, Junior Luo...

At this moment, Luo Chen only had two feelings: swelling! Pain!

The reason for swelling is that after absorbing enough soul power, the Devouring Fighting Soul feeds back too quickly, the soul veins are too thin, and the soul power accumulates together, making it impossible to drain smoothly for a while.

The pain was caused by the violent factors in the soul power gathering and rubbing against Luo Chen's body, causing it to explode and hurt.

These two feelings, even if he has closed his six senses (eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind), still make him uncomfortable to death!

However, at this time, he has no way out! He knows very well that if he doesn't want to die, he can only persist! Until he successfully breaks through!

Originally, given his situation, it was not difficult to break into a four-star soul fighting master. The main thing was to let nature take its course and he could break through smoothly. However, he committed suicide and insisted on following the techniques in his mind. As a result... he regretted it.

.

Poof~

The violent energy factor made a slight explosion, and the blood in the exploded body surged. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and vomited it out on the spot.

"He is indeed a loser!"

The old man took a sip of bamboo wine and cursed.

"reckless!"

Dean Lin frowned, already planning to save people. If this continues, this guy will probably die.

But just when he was about to save people, Luo Chen, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his soul power suddenly stagnated. Then, the vortex above his head poured directly into Luo Chen's body.

!

This is also one of the techniques, called Chongmai! Infuse the body with the soul power of heaven and earth to forcibly open the blocked soul veins! And this step is also the most dangerous step. Once it fails, not only the Chongmai will fail, but also the whole body will be completely destroyed.

In the worst case, he would become a disabled person, and even more seriously, it would not be impossible to die suddenly on the spot.

Ah~

Bang bang bang!

Under the huge pain, Luo Chen finally couldn't help but raise his head and roar. The violent energy factors covering his body exploded one after another, so that Luo Chen's upper body clothes were torn directly.

At this time, Luo Chen was still sitting cross-legged. He was supporting the ground with one hand, and the other hand was trembling. Blood drops were dripping from his arm. After his shirt exploded, a purple gold card slipped down. Luo Chen tightened his grip and

Gritting his teeth, his whole body was twitching in pain, but he still endured the pain, rubbed the corner of the purple card with his fingers, and sat under his butt.

"What a loser! What a loser! Your life is almost gone, but you still think about money! Stupid!"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched. Everyone in the world calls him a drunkard. He thinks this little brat is a money-crazy! No, calling him crazy is simply insulting himself. He is a little rascal and a miser.

But even though he was scolding like this, he still tensed up at this time. If this kid really couldn't hold on any longer, he would have no choice but to take action. If this kid died, where would he find his precious apprentice?

Go? Yes, this kid can't die yet, there is still use in keeping him. (To be continued)


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