Douluo Dragon King: The martial soul has double pupils, and it is destiny!

Chapter 245: Those who said they would win, all lost in the end without exception

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"Pfft——!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Gu Chen closed his eyes tightly, as if enduring great pain.

However, when he slowly opened his eyes, the gray in the corners of his eyes gradually dissipated like morning mist, replaced by clarity.

He raised his finger, as if conducting a magnificent symphony, and gently pointed at the sword energy that had been cut out.

In an instant, the entire sword energy seemed to be cast under a spell, and it instantly fell apart, turning into countless tiny fragments, floating in the air like snowflakes.

After completing all this, Gu Chen slowly raised his head and stared at the old man in front of him with sharp eyes.

In his eyes, a shocking blood color was reflected, which was the color reflected by the shocking wounds on the old man's body.

At this time, the old man was kneeling on the ground. The area below his thighs had completely disappeared, as if it had been burned by a raging fire.

A burning smell came from the wound, making people feel sick.

The blood that should have gushed out, however, solidified into a black scab at the wound due to the high temperature, and did not even have time to flow out.

Not only that, the old man's entire right shoulder was gone, and a huge crack ran directly from the right shoulder to the chest, as if he had been hit directly by a cannonball.

The crack was so deep that the bone was visible, and a mixture of blood and internal organs flowed out, staining the ground beneath him red.

The old man was weak and old, and his broken body was obviously unable to support his self-repair.

Faced with such a tragic situation, he was unable to defend himself at all, let alone avoid Gu Chen's attack.

Gu Chen watched all this with an expressionless face. His voice was as calm as dead water as he slowly stated the cruel fact: "You lost."

However, faced with such an outcome, the old man did not show much surprise or fear.

He raised his head with difficulty, looking at the young and powerful opponent in front of him, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He sighed, "Heroes emerge from youth..."

Looking at the old man lying in a pool of blood, Gu Chen's eyes were calm and deep, as if he could penetrate the layers of blood and see directly into the depths of the old man's heart.

He slowly said, "Perhaps you shouldn't have chosen to attack her. If you had faced me directly, you might not have been defeated so quickly."

The old man was lying in a pool of blood, his body trembling slightly. His face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing Gu Chen's words, he raised his head with difficulty and met Gu Chen's gaze, revealing a hint of unwillingness and helplessness in his eyes.

"But I am not careless." The old man's voice was hoarse and low, as if every word required all his strength to say.

Gu Chen nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with the old man's statement.

He knew that the old man in front of him was no ordinary person.

You can even fight him briefly.

Even if we can't win the battle, delaying for a few minutes is enough.

Battle armor?

In front of the Chaos Divine Light, it was almost like paper.

"Indeed not, I just made different choices for others." Gu Chen's voice was still calm, without any ripples.

There seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in his words, which made people want to explore the reason.

The old man was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Finally, Gu Chen sighed deeply and said slowly: "You have made your decision, and I have made mine. After attacking you, I will deal with the attack you brought."

His voice was low and firm, as if he had made up his mind.

"And then, you didn't accomplish anything in the end." Gu Chen's words revealed a hint of helplessness and regret. After saying this, Gu Chen cast his gaze into the distance.

I saw the abyss dragon in the distance waging a brutal massacre. The dark dragon flames spread everywhere like hellfire, leaving a mess wherever it went.

Gu Chen stared at the scene quietly, his expression seemed a little solemn and silent.

"It is not my intention to massacre the locals on this continent," he said softly, "but you just need to be patient and wait for the one who can show you the way forward."

As the son of the plane, Gu Chen possesses a special affinity, which makes him have a natural connection with everyone.

However, if others really have malicious intentions, then even with the blessing of luck, you cannot stop their malicious intentions.

Like a ghost, the Fate Ring slowly drifted before him, as if drawn by some mysterious force. The golden thread, like a nimble snake, quickly wrapped around the mangled body, piercing through the chest and tightly connecting to the still-beating heart.

Gu Chen's voice suddenly became serious, as if it contained an irresistible majesty. His eyes were like torches, falling directly on the old man, and he said: "Now, I grant you the right to look directly at the king."

Before he finished speaking, the golden thread was suddenly pulled, and an illusory figure seemed to be pulled out of the body.

The figure seemed a little blurry, as if it could disappear at any time, but it was firmly bound by the golden thread and could not escape.

At the same time, the originally broken body finally couldn't bear the weight and fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

In fact, as early as the moment Gu Chen saw them, an idea had already sprouted in his mind.

He discovered that the souls of those he killed, after leaving their bodies, would circle around him like headless flies.

These souls seemed to be full of resentment towards him. They would insult him with the most vicious words and curse him to die a miserable death.

However, Gu Chen developed a strong interest in these souls. What would happen if he could keep all these souls or detain them?

Gu Chen slowly stretched out his fingers and carefully pressed down the forehead of the soul in front of him.

This action may seem gentle, but it actually contains great power and profound meaning.

Because the place he pressed was exactly the vital point of this soul.

When Gu Chen took his fingers away again, a bright red mark was left on the soul's forehead, as if it was an indelible mark, witnessing the importance of this moment.

Gu Chen's voice was low and majestic. He stared at the soul in front of him and said slowly: "Then tell me everything about you."

The soul's originally lifeless eyes trembled slightly at this moment, as if it was a little surprised by Gu Chen's request.

But it still replied in a calm tone: "I don't know what you want to know."

Gu Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. He continued: "The reason for everything, and also a brief summary of your life, I still want to know."

Faced with Gu Chen's questioning, the old man's soul was silent for a moment, and then as if he had made up his mind, he began to tell Gu Chen everything.

Its narration was without reservation, and all the details and truths were presented to Gu Chen without reservation.

Gu Chen listened quietly, his expression constantly changing as the soul spoke, sometimes surprised, sometimes contemplative.

When the old man's soul finished speaking, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Gu Chen's face.

"Oh? Are you so confident?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Gu Chen's words.

However, the old man's soul was not affected by Gu Chen's attitude. It just replied calmly: "Before setting off, everyone had a feeling that they would win."

"Will you win?"

"The last one who said he would win has been split in two."

"I'll win. It's almost like I'll die!"

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(End of this chapter)