Douluo Continent: Hit me and I'll get your divine gear, Bibi Dong is addicted!

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Demon-Slaying Douluo stood up.

He walked out of the hall.

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched his retreating figure.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Seventh Brother's temper is still so impatient."

Qian Daoliu remained silent.

Close your eyes again.

It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

West side hall.

Su Chen was sitting at the entrance of the palace.

As usual, the Soul Masters who came to queue up to farm treasures were welcomed.

The line is even longer today than yesterday.

There were even a few Contra players mixed in with the team.

Waiting to go up and punch him.

"Next."

Su Chen waved.

A Soul King stepped forward.

Take a deep breath.

He unleashed a full-force palm strike.

[Ding! Attacked by a Five-Ring Soul King!]

[Shield Value -50]

[Slight increase in physical strength!]

[Dropped Items: Blue-grade Soul Power Pill x3]

Three blue pills fell to the ground.

The Soul King was overjoyed.

He quickly picked it up.

He thanked Su Chen repeatedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Su Chen!"

You're welcome, come again tomorrow.

Su Chen waved his hand.

Just then.

A terrifying pressure of soul power suddenly descended.

It enveloped the entire side hall square.

The queue fell silent instantly.

Everyone felt a suffocating sense of oppression.

Lower-level Soul Masters.

Even my legs felt weak.

He almost fell to his knees.

Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

I looked up.

A dark golden figure came into view.

They walked slowly from a distance.

Each step lands.

The ground seemed to tremble slightly.

The man was wearing a dark gold robe.

His face was stern.

Lightning flashed intermittently around him.

Nine soul rings appeared neatly beneath his feet.

Two yellows, two purples, and five blacks.

The standard configuration for a Title Douluo.

But that aura.

However, he is more than one level stronger than Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo.

"It's...it's the Lord of the Hall of Offerings!"

A sharp-eyed Soul Master recognized the newcomer's identity.

His voice was trembling.

"The Demon-Slaying Douluo! It's the Seventh Elder, the Demon-Slaying Douluo!"

"Good heavens, why are the people from the Hall of Offerings here?"

"A level 96 Super Douluo... that aura is terrifying..."

The people in line quickly made way.

It automatically creates a separate channel.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo walked to the front of the hall.

Their gazes fell on Su Chen.

He looked her up and down.

"You're Su Chen?"

His voice was icy.

Without a trace of emotion.

Su Chen sat in the chair.

They showed no intention of getting up.

He nodded slightly.

"It's me, and who are you?"

"The Hall of Offerings, the Demon-Slaying Douluo."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo spoke with an arrogant tone.

"I heard you don't get hurt when you get hit, and you even drop treasures?"

"I came here specifically to take a look."

The corners of Su Chen's mouth rose slightly.

Another food delivery person has arrived.

"The rumors are true."

"If you are interested, you may wish to give it a try."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo frowned slightly.

Su Chen's attitude was too casual.

There was no awe, no tension.

Even with a hint of... anticipation?

This displeased him somewhat.

"You, a mere Soul Master, why do you not kneel before me?"

Su Chen looked up at him.

Why should I kneel?

"I came to the Spirit Hall as a guest, not as a servant."

"Even His Holiness the Pope has never made me kneel, yet you have quite the air of authority."

"Besides, you can't hurt me, so there's even less reason for me to kneel down."

"And I'm not afraid of you."

These words were spoken.

The surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes widened.

They couldn't believe Su Chen dared to speak to the people in the Hall of Offerings like that.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo's expression darkened.

The lightning around him suddenly surged.

The terrifying pressure pressed down on us as if it were a tangible force.

Su Chen remained completely still.

The passive skill of the 100,000-year soul ring is automatically triggered.

The Unbreakable Wall weakens the pressure by more than half.

The rest.

It has no effect on him.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo's pupils contracted slightly.

Although he did not take direct action.

But with his level 96 strength.

Simply release pressure.

That alone is enough to make ordinary Soul Kings and Soul Emperors kneel on the ground and not get up.

Ke Suchen.

He didn't even change his expression.

"Stop talking nonsense, try it and you'll see."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo snorted coldly.

Enough with the chit-chat.

Raise your right hand.

It was formed by the condensation of a saturated red soul force.

The phantom image of the Panlong Staff appeared in the palm of his hand.

The staff is decorated with dragon patterns.

It exudes an ancient yet domineering aura.

"I'd like to see that."

"Are you really unable to fight?"

The words fell.

A burst of red soul power erupted.

It went straight for Su Chen's chest.

This strike.

Although he didn't use his full strength.

But it is by no means comparable to an ordinary Title Douluo.

Attack power of level 96.

Far surpasses Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo.

The phantom image of the Panlong Staff landed on Su Chen.

An invisible barrier appeared instantly.

Completely neutralize all attacks.

Su Chen remained completely still.

The chair didn't even wobble.

[Ding! Attacked by Demon-Slaying Douluo (Level 96)!]

[Shield Value -192]

Physical strength greatly increased!

[Slight increase in soul power!]

[Dropped Item: Black-grade Panlong Soul Bone Fragment x1]

...

The rewards are completely random, even if the damage is high.

High damage does not necessarily guarantee red or gold rewards.

But a black reward will definitely be given.

In short, it all comes down to luck.

...

next second.

A fragment of a soul bone, entirely golden in color, fell to the ground.

The surface has faint dragon patterns swirling around it.

It exudes an ancient yet domineering aura.

It is a fragment that perfectly matches the Demon-Slaying Douluo Martial Soul.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted.

An expression of disbelief crossed his face.

His attack.

They were actually ignored.

And treasures also fell from the sky.

A fragment of a black-grade Panlong Soul Bone.

Extremely high quality.

She is a perfect match for him.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo bent down and picked up the fragment.

Holding it in my hand.

Under the probing of mental power.

The indifference on his face instantly turned into ecstasy.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row.

The way he looked at Su Chen completely changed.

"It truly lives up to its reputation!"

"Mr. Su Chen, I apologize for my rudeness earlier."

Su Chen waved his hand.

"It's alright."

"Would you like to continue?"

Demon-Slaying Douluo hesitated for a moment.

Of course he wanted to continue.

These are soul bone fragments that fit one's own soul.

Unpredictable.

But he was sent to test them.

I'm not here to farm loot.

That's all for today.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo collected the fragments.

"I'll visit again another day."

Done.

He turned and left.

Take a few steps.

They stopped again.

She glanced back at Su Chen.

"Mr. Su Chen."

"From now on, if anyone in the Spirit Hall causes you trouble..."

"Give me your name."

These words were spoken.

The surroundings were deathly silent once again.

The seven offerings in the offering hall.

They actually offered to support a Grand Soul Master?

This is simply a fantasy.

Su Chen smiled.

"Then thank you very much, Demon Slayer Douluo."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo nodded.

With a swift movement.

They disappeared from the spot.

The square fell silent for a moment.

This immediately sparked an even more heated discussion.

Even the Demon-Slaying Douluo was shocked!

"A Black-Grade Dragon Soul Bone Fragment! A Perfect Match!"

"Mr. Su Chen is simply too incredible! Even the adults of the Hall of Offerings were moved!"

The people in line looked at Su Chen.

They became even more fanatical.

Su Chen remained seated in the chair.

He crossed his legs.

He waved to the next person.

"Next, continue."

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