Douluo: Wuhun Gatling fights the sky, the earth, and the air

Chapter 12 Ghost Douluo’s Death Training
Ye Yang realized it at this time. How could he be an old man?This is clearly an old immortal who hides his secrets. Judging from his posture, he is at least a soul king or above.

"Boy, let me see where you run."

Ghost Douluo arrived in front of Ye Yang in an instant. He just stretched out a finger and flicked Ye Yang. With a pop, Ye Yang was thrown away and fell to the ground.

"Ouch——, my old waist."

Ye Yang was in terrible pain, and it took him a long time before he sat up and pointed directly at Ghost Douluo and said:
"Hey, you are also a master after all. I didn't expect you to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. I look down on you."

me he.
"Hmph, kid, don't stop quibbling or making rude remarks. I will tear your bones apart."

"slow--."

Ye Yang was shocked, this guy was serious.

"Old guy, do you dare to break my bones? Do you know who my backer is?"

These words actually made Ghost Douluo interested.

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Hmph, old guy, listen up, my master is Bibi Dong. Do you know Bibi Dong? He is the Pope of Wuhun Palace, the leader of Douluo Continent, the most awesome existence."

My dear, Gui Douluo was immediately shocked by the word "carrying a stick", but he was happy mentally. At least this kid still has some conscience, but he can't let it go so easily. He must be beaten when he needs to be beaten.

"Oh? Really? But I really wanted to hear someone say before that everyone has his own ambitions and goes his own way. Why? Now he regrets it?"

What the fuck?

"You eavesdropped on my conversation? You shameless bastard."

"Then you're going to hit me? Use your soul skill explosive bullets to hit me?"

Ye Yang was shocked, how did this guy know his first soul skill?No, this old guy has been following him, and Ye Yang has some ideas in his mind.

"Okay, this is what you asked for. The first soul skill: explosive bullets."

boom boom boom
As soon as the words fell, Gatlin burst out immediately, and Ghost Douluo's eyes suddenly widened.

The moment the bullet hit him, Ghost Douluo felt that the lethality of this first soul skill directly exceeded the attack power of a twenty-level great soul master.

Sure enough, His Majesty the Pope has a unique vision. After a little training, this boy's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

For a moment, Gui Douluo felt a love for talents. However, just when he had an idea, he saw a funny scene. Ye Yang suddenly collapsed on the ground.

"I don't want to play anymore. I can't play as much as I want. It's so frustrating."

In an instant, Ghost Douluo was at a loss.

"Boy, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Haha, you? Kill me? Do you dare? If you dare to lay a finger on me, that old bitch Bibi Dong will definitely kill you."

Hearing these words, Ghost Douluo felt his liver hurt. It was estimated that the bastard in front of him was the only one in the entire Douluo Continent who could abuse Bibi Dong like this.

"Boy, I don't dare to kill you, but the same cannot be said for the soul beast."

Grabbing it with one hand, he directly lifted Ye Yang up and headed in a certain direction.

"Hey, you. You. You. Oh my God——."

Ghost Douluo flew a thousand meters away in an instant and threw Ye Yang directly towards a thousand-year-old soul beast.

"Boy, aren't you awesome? Fuck him?"

"Old guy, please take me to greet your eighteenth generation -"

Roar--.

Without any time to think about it, he immediately summoned the martial spirit Gatling and shot at a cat demon in front of him. In an instant, the fire shot into the sky.

"You old man, don't let me know who you are, otherwise you will be dead."

Ghost Douluo is not afraid.

"Little guy, with such a level, you still have the nerve to say that you are from Wuhun Palace? It's embarrassing."

Being despised, Ye Yang instantly became angry and directly released his first soul skill, but this damn cat demon was too fast. It kept dodging while still getting closer. Once it got close, it would be over.

"Boy, it seems that Wuhun Palace really doesn't know how to train people. Is your soul power infinite? When you run out of soul power, you will become the cat demon's food." It seems casual, but this is Ghost Douluo did it deliberately and woke up the dreamer with one word.

"Yeah, I forgot about this one."

Then he immediately changed his strategy and began to control his output. The consumption of soul power dropped instantly. However, after fighting for a long time, he still couldn't defeat the cat demon. This made people angry to death.

"Boy, you can't defeat the cat demon in your life. Don't you know how to predict? Don't you know how to create opportunities for output?"

"I don't know, I want you to talk more."

Ye Yang was also angry, but he was not really brainless. While delaying the cat demon, he was also thinking about ways to crack it. Coupled with Ghost Douluo's words from time to time, Ye Yang also gradually found the technique.

Meow--.

As an explosive bullet was fired, the cat demon was finally killed.

"My god, I'm exhausted."

However, before he could take a breath, Ghost Douluo arrived in front of him.

"Boy, you've only been here for a while and you want to rest? I'm not happy that you were eaten by a soul beast before I arrived. Let's go on."

He pulled Ye Yang to change places.

"You damn old man, ah——, help."

Once again, he found an agile soul beast that was over 1000 years old and started fighting. Ye Yang had to fight, but he felt extremely unhappy.

"Old guy, you... oh my god."

If he wasn't careful, he was almost choked by the bloodthirsty wolf in front of him, and he was covered in cold sweat.

"Boy, don't be distracted while fighting."

"I know, please remember it."

"Okay, I will remember it."

As he said that, General Ai of Ghost Douluo found a place to sit down. With a wave of one hand, a small stone hit Ye Yang directly on the buttocks.

"Ouch——, what are you doing?"

"Hmph, boy, remember to keep an eye on all directions and an ear on all directions when fighting, otherwise you won't know when you are attacked."

As the words fell, another stone fell.

"I'll go and you'll come."

For a whole day, Ye Yang didn't rest for a whole day. Every battle seemed to squeeze him to the limit. At this moment, night fell, and Ye Yang lay motionless like a dead dog.

Ghost Douluo on the side started scolding heartlessly.

"It's a pity that we won't see the scene of the soul beast eating people today. No, let's continue tomorrow."

puff--.

Ye Yang vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and I couldn't live anymore.

"Boy, do you want to die tomorrow? If you want to die, then don't practice tonight. Although practicing in an exhausted state will get twice the result with half the effort, it seems you don't need it."

"nonsense."

Ye Yang bounced up instantly, and Ye Yang finally understood that this old guy would never give up until he played himself to death.

"Haha? Then why are you still standing there? Still not practicing?"

Early the next morning, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes. Although the level of his training last night had not improved, his soul power had improved a lot.

"Huh? Haha, that old guy isn't here, run away."

However, before he could take two steps, a big hand suddenly grabbed his neck.

"Boy, let's continue today, the 500-year-old soul beast."

"Help-"

(End of this chapter)