Douluo: If you kill me, you will lose treasure, Bibi Dong is addicted

Chapter 11 Two Titled Douluos, please jump in line!
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo came around the stands, but there were too many people watching in front of them, this position really affected their vision.

"Old ghost, open the way."

Ju Douluo raised his chin and ordered in a shrill voice.

Ghost Douluo had a reluctance on his face: "I am asked to do this kind of thing every time..."

Ju Douluo raised his eyebrows, and said flatteringly, "This kind of thing should be done by ugly people~"

"Go away, the dead chrysanthemum sprays dung when it opens its mouth!"

Ghost Douluo gave Ju Douluo a vicious look.

He walked forward with a gloomy face, and said in a low, ghostly voice: "Get out of the way—"

The soul master in front turned around and suddenly saw a grimace behind him.

"Oh my mother!"

The soul master trembled in fright, and quickly stepped aside.

Ghost Douluo used his "ghost face", coupled with his own underworld temperament, to open a bloody road directly to the stands.

Gradually, a soul master recognized the identities of the two of them.

"Oh my god, aren't these two famous elders from the Spirit Hall?!"

"Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo!"

"I heard that they are popular people around His Majesty the Pope!"

"This time I came here under the order of the Pope, right?"

"My God! His Majesty the Pope even knows about this!"

"Then will she also come over in person to share a share?!"

"I didn't expect that there is still a chance to see the living Pope in my lifetime, do you know? I heard that she is a great beauty!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, Ghost Douluo frowned and looked over.

The suppression of the aura from the Titled Douluo instantly made that person's blood coagulate, his body stiffened, and he trembled.

Dare to talk about the Pope's crown, and live impatiently?
At this time Ju Douluo patted him.

"Old ghost, look, someone is attacking from above."

"The third soul skill, sweeping away thousands of troops!"

A young man shouted from the stands, at the same time, the third spirit ring on his body emitted light, but it was just a white spirit ring.

The black sickle spun wildly around his body, bringing out strong winds, and finally swung it on Lin Yi's neck.

"Keng!"

"Crack-"

The black sickle Wuhun unexpectedly shattered on the spot!

The young man knelt down in disbelief, spitting out a stream of blood from his mouth.

The shattering of the martial soul is indeed a kind of harm to the soul master.

Lin Yi frowned, and raised his hand to move his slightly stiff neck.

Probably because he said that as long as he can be killed, the reward will be extremely rich.

So most soul masters chose to directly attack his neck...

In the past half a day, the neck has been cut thirty-seven times.

Of course, he didn't even shed a single hair.

There are not a few soul masters whose martial soul is broken because of this, no, there is another one in front of them.

[Blood loss: 1838]

[Remaining HP: 999999875622]

[Damage Level: White]

[Random Reward: One Thousand Silver Soul Coins]

[Host Reward: One Thousand Gold Soul Coins]

Seeing these data, Lin Yi couldn't help but twitched his lips.

In fact, he can't feel the strength of every attack he receives. After all, no matter how much the damage is, it is neither painful nor itchy to him.

Therefore, the strength of the attack can only be judged based on the data displayed on the panel each time.

But in front of this...

"Brother, go back and practice more, you... are too weak, the damage of 1838 is more than [-] damage from the yellow level I believe."

Lin Yi said helplessly.

After so many rounds of attacks, he has simply told the other party the damage data every time.

Not only will this give them a clear idea of ​​their damage stats, but also how close they are to the next damage level.

It can be regarded as a disguised form to clarify the goal of their struggle.

Hearing this, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other in blank dismay.

"He actually divided the damage caused by the attack into a specific level? And there are specific data?"

"Not sure, let's see."

……

Lin Yi threw a pile of Gintama coins shining white light in front of the young man.

But the latter opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, knelt on the ground and grabbed Lin Yi's thigh.

"Senior!! Is it possible to make a mistake? This is my third soul skill! How can it be possible that the damage is only 1838, and it must be five thousand?!"

Lin Yi sneered when he heard this.

"You want to get a yellow-level reward for nothing with such a little damage. Where do you have the confidence? Your martial soul quality is too low, and the quality of your soul ring is also poor. The low damage makes sense."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yi didn't need to do anything, two soul masters who lined up came up, lifted the young man and threw him off the stand.

"Hehe, I can tell that this soul master's third soul ability is quite weak, and I want to get a yellow reward just for this. My brother and I barely hit 5046 damage with the martial soul fusion ability."

"The Wuhun fusion skill only deals 5046 damage, so you and your brother are really good enough."

"...Are you awesome? One-on-one!"

"My servant, the third soul skill has just dealt 6042 damage to senior."

"Big guy!!!"

……

Listening to the discussion of the soul master next to him, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to have refreshed their worldview.

This group of soul masters...why do they feel like killing people out of experience?
Lin Yi sat cross-legged, looking ahead calmly.

After his mental power has increased to [-], he can easily grasp all the situations on the scene.

Including the two Titled Douluo who came down from the stage at this moment...

As soon as Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo showed up, Lin Yi's mental power was locked on them.

He is very clear.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared, and Bibi Dong was not far away.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi raised the corner of his mouth.

After being scraped for a long time, when he saw Title Douluo, he felt like a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep.

Too greedy, greedy for Title Douluo's injury!
"In fact, Lin is very grateful to everyone who can selflessly contribute their own strength. Although the strength is strong or weak, to Lin, this is the embodiment of the enthusiasm of the people of Wuhun City."

Lin Yi began to use his acting skills to trick them.

The effect was obvious, and the expressions of many onlooker soul masters changed.

They murmured:
"We came to kill him for a reward, yet he even said we were selfless and thanked us..."

"Senior is obviously too selfless!"

"Senior! Don't say that! We should thank you!"

"Yeah, my wife is sick, but I have no money. I got two gold soul coins thanks to beheading my senior!"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, but his heart twitched.

You only have two gold soul coins dropped?
"But everyone's injuries have made Lin unable to see the hope of dying. There are only a handful of soul masters who can reach the yellow level of injury..."

Hearing this, many soul masters lowered their heads in shame.

It's all because I'm too good at satisfying Senior Lin Yi's wish.

At this time, the soul masters in line suddenly looked at Ju Douluo and Contra, and he warmly extended an invitation to the two titled Douluo.

"Two respected Title Douluo, please jump in line!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were stunned when they saw this.

"Yeah, yeah, let the two titled Douluo jump in the queue quickly, otherwise Senior Lin Yi will not see the hope of dying for a long time. After leaving Wuhun City, how can we go whoring for nothing... Uh bah! How can we do good deeds?" what!"

(End of this chapter)