Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 14 The rules of the world are different
However, after walking a few more steps, Chen Ping saw the target of his trip, the Dragon King Chu who had cultivated for 480 years.

The other party was about 1.5 meters long and as thick as an adult's forearm. Although it was not as tall as the nearly three meters long and as thick as an adult's thigh, the Touch Dragon King outside was still intimidating.

Not to mention anything else, the opponent's two rows of centipede legs like steel knives, which looked like a huge barrel cast from fine iron, were enough to make people terrified, and the mouth full of crooked teeth made people feel physically uncomfortable just by looking at it from a distance.

Quietly placing his bamboo basket on the ground, Chen Ping touched the storage ring on his left hand that contained a sapphire fragment only the size of a fingernail.

This was what Chen Ping had prepared from the beginning.

His first soul ring is not enough to hunt those particularly powerful soul beasts.

Most soul beasts have a general solution after a hundred years of cultivation.

The general solution is fire attack.

Even though the idea of ​​setting fire in the cave seemed a bit stupid, Chen Ping was very sure that he could not get rid of this Dragon King with his mediocre skills.

He is not a superman. He cannot practice for a month or so from the system, learn a few tricks, and then go to fight the Dragon King with a willow stick.

He poured out the water from the kettle and wet the coarse linen towel he used to wipe the sweat off his neck. Chen Ping used both hands to quickly wrap the towel around his face, covering his mouth and nose.

Chen Ping carefully took out a palm-sized pottery jar from the storage ring, and with his other hand took out a fire starter from the backpack.

Chen Ping took a few deep breaths, rubbed off the cap of the tinderbox with one hand, and gently shook his wrist. The sparks on the tinderbox instantly became much brighter.

The palm-sized pottery jar in Chen Ping's right hand was connected to the mouth of a ball of coarse linen soaked in grease. A slight shake of the pottery jar revealed a gurgling sound of fluidity. This was an incendiary bomb rubbed by hand using the ancient method.

Of course, Chen Ping also wanted to throw a grenade directly, or at least get an AK or a rifle, to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

But the problem is that it can’t be done.

Just because Tang San can bring hidden weapons to Douluo Continent and use them doesn’t mean Chen Ping can use one saltpeter, two sulfur, three charcoals, and some sugar to make Big Ivan.

There may not be such a thing as gunpowder in the Douluo World at all, or rather, there is gunpowder, but Chen Ping’s formula is wrong.

Even if Chen Ping made the black powder from Blue Star, it would not be real black powder.

This point, whether it is the systematic inference or Chen Ping's attempt, is coldly proved.

The rules of the two worlds are indeed slightly different in subtle ways.

As for how Tang San's Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus exploded and what the recipe was, Chen Ping's system could really check it out.

However, to check the information from more than 10,000 years ago in such detail is a sky-high price that Chen Ping cannot afford at all.

Fortunately, at least Chen Ping can make incendiary bombs, and according to his private tests, the effect is quite good!

The spark from the fire starter ignited the fuse of the homemade incendiary bomb. Chen Ping accurately threw the incendiary bomb in his hand and hit it towards the back of the Dragon King.

"Oh!"

The ceramic jar, which was extremely brittle in itself, shattered instantly when it hit the hard shell of the Dragon King. The kerosene in the jar flowed freely and was then ignited by the fire-starting cloth.

“Hiss——————”

For a moment, the Dragon King Chuck let out a series of painful hisses. No matter what, the Dragon King Chuck was just a centipede. How many centipedes were not afraid of fire?
For a moment, the entire cave was filled with flames and kerosene. Fortunately, soul beasts like the Touch Dragon prefer humid places, and there were not many fire starters in the cave. Chen Ping was not afraid that the other party would set the entire cave on fire.

However, the Dragon King in front of him was obviously more resistant to fire than Chen Ping had expected. The homemade incendiary bomb burned for more than a minute before slowly going out.

Meanwhile, the Dragon King before him, besides writhing in pain and smashing his body around, sending dirt flying and rocks shattering, showed no signs of dying. This sent a chill down Chen Ping's spine. He finally understood why ordinary soul masters could only start with a ten-year soul ring. In ancient times, this hundred-year-old soul beast would have been nothing more than a monster!

Chen Ping had not seen any other Shrek soul masters except Beibei and Tang Ya who were trying hard to kill the Millennium Dragon King outside.

But Chen Ping was very sure that even those so-called geniuses of Shrek.

I'm afraid that it would be difficult for a few people to kill a hundred-year-old soul beast and obtain their first soul ring by their own strength.

Holding his breath, Chen Ping hid behind a stone wall, took out a homemade incendiary bomb and threw it at the Dragon King.

But even though Chen Ping was careful enough, the sound of the incendiary bomb breaking through the air was still detected by the extremely sensitive hearing of the Dragon King.

“hiss hiss hiss——”

The Touch Dragon King let out a sharp scream, but because of the extremely poor vision of his compound eyes, he didn't realize that the sound of breaking through the air represented another incendiary bomb.

A violent wave of fire exploded once again on the body of the Touch Dragon King under the surge of the freely flowing kerosene. The six sickle-like wings on the back of the Touch Dragon King flapped wildly, scattering the kerosene everywhere.

Even Chen Ping himself was almost hit by the burning kerosene.

Chen Ping quickly tiptoed to hide somewhere else, watching the Dragon King flying around like a headless fly, venting his pain. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a rustling sound under his feet again.

In the shadows, a huge evil pincer worm broke out of the ground. They looked somewhat like poisonous scorpions, but were covered in black hard armor.

The huge pincers seemed to be able to cut all the gold and iron into pieces. The tail did not have a poisonous hook, but two forked tails, which emitted a faint dark green color and seemed to be soaked in poison.

Isn't this bad?

Chen Ping shuddered suddenly.

Yes, no matter how angry the thousand-year-old Touch Dragon King outside is, he would not leave such a small Touch Dragon King alone in the cave.

The evil pincer worm in front of me is the bodyguard who stayed here!
How to do how to do?
Chen Ping's hands were shaking. It was really the first time he had experienced such a life-threatening situation.

Inside, there were the Little Tentacle Dragon King and the Evil Pincer Worm, one in front and one behind, blocking him in the middle.

There is also the Great Tensor Dragon King outside, who may come back at any time, as well as more than a dozen ten-year-old tensor dragons.

This was the first time Chen Ping felt death was so close to him.

Um.
Being hit and killed in the previous life doesn’t count, because that was already a negative distance contact with death, not a close one.

To be honest, Chen Ping couldn't understand why this Dragon King was so resistant to fire!

If he remembered correctly, even if the Dragon King's shell had good resistance to sharp weapon attacks and attacks of various elemental attributes, that was only on the shell.

Judging from the kerosene that was flowing everywhere just now, it should have burned through the opponent's soft insect belly long ago.

Chen Ping didn't know that he had overlooked one thing.

The temperature on Douluo Continent and the temperature on Blue Star may be completely different.

After all, the flames here are around two to three thousand degrees, which is the ultimate fire!

(End of this chapter)