Douluo: Wielding Nine Tails, Making the World Feel Pain

Brother Ling, did you sleep well last night?

In the breakfast area, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun were already waiting there.

Seeing Ling Yun and Zhu Zhuqing arriving together, they responded enthusiastically.

Thanks to Brother Dai for taking care of me, everything is fine.

Ling Yun responded, and with the other party's warm greeting, he sat down opposite...Zhu Zhuqing.

The table is not big, just an exquisite small square table with some simple breakfast on top.

It looks like what an ordinary family eats.

Of course, regardless of the raw materials used to make these breakfast meals, they are basically the same as those eaten by ordinary families.

Since he was sitting opposite Zhu Zhuqing, he could see his cold face when he raised his head.

Thinking of the scene in the back garden not long ago, Ling Yun was still a little surprised. Zhu Zhuqing would be observing him not far away.

While practicing in the back garden, Ling Yun had already noticed that someone was observing him.

But he didn't sense any malice. He thought it was just Davis, or that the other party secretly sent someone to watch him, so he stopped paying attention.

Who would have thought that the person who has been observing him in the dark would be Zhu Zhuqing.

Although she lives so close to him, she is most likely to encounter her.

But thinking that the two were not familiar with each other at all, he intervened. With an identity forcibly placed on Zhu Zhuqing, the other party should take the initiative to distance themselves from him.

At least disgust and staying away should be normal reactions.

Who knew that Zhu Zhuqing would not play according to the routine.

The process of enjoying breakfast was very quiet, no one spoke to me.

Not only this breakfast, but also in the next few days, I seemed to become a dispensable person.

Davis rarely talked to himself except for occasional small talk.

This behavior made Ling Yun a little confused.

He is obviously very valued, but now why... he is so unpopular?

When traveling around the palace, Ling Yun also encountered no obstacles, the only thing that might have been a little bad.

Every time he travels, there will be a group of people behind him, obviously arranged by Davis.

The only strange thing is that some of the people following him in the dark seem to have great malice towards me?

…

Huh~huh~huh~

In the back garden, a gust of wind blew out of thin air, pulling the surrounding flower petals towards it.

In the center of the wind, Ling Yun's hands seemed to be holding something, which was the source of the wind.

Click!

The petals were close to the wind, and soon they were split into two halves.

The incision was very smooth, as if it had been split by a knife, and it just landed at his feet.

The reason for this is that there are four blades suspended between Ling Yun's palms.

If you look closely, you can see that in the center of the four blades is the chaotic and disordered soul power of the Rasengan.

But this time, the Rasengan is no longer that blue, it has some changes.

It is gray-white in color as a whole, and the wind element wraps around the sphere, scurrying around within a limited range.

Gradually, wisps of wind elements floated out from the sphere, faintly forming a sharp blade that rotated at high speed, making bursts of harsh sounds.

Very good...it's starting to take shape...

The shurikens taking shape between his palms made Ling Yun's mouth slowly rise.

As long as he can control the Wind Release - Spiral Shuriken, he will have a big killing move. When the time comes, he won't have to be afraid no matter how he deals with soul beasts or soul masters.

With this thought in mind, Ling Yun continued to inject soul power into it, causing it to slowly expand from the size of a fist to the size of a basketball!

Okay, very good, that's it, almost, just the last bit...

The injection of soul power caused the spiral shuriken to continue to expand. Ling Yun was thinking in his heart and at the same time, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

As the soul power continued to be injected, he found that the spiral shuriken in his hand was a little heavy and was about to slowly escape from his control.

Moreover, it is not just as simple as being heavy. Around the spiral shuriken, there is a whooshing cold wind from the blade that is constantly rotating at high speed.

Coupled with the squeaking sound coming from this moment, it was like a chainsaw spinning continuously between his hands, the distance was only one centimeter.

Another point is that although the wind blade did not touch the palm, it turned into a blade-like breeze. He would still hit Ling Yun on the palm from time to time, causing him extreme pain.

Ling Yun knew that this was the disadvantage of the S-level ninjutsu, the Wind Release Spiral Shuriken, when it was still immature.

The Rasen Shuriken is very powerful, but if you try to use it in its incomplete state, you will injure the enemy by 1,000 and damage yourself by 800.

Even if the high-speed rotating wind blade can cut the enemy into pieces, it will not be easy for his own hands.

Only when the Wind Release Spiral Shuriken is held tightly in one's hand, without being hurt by one's own technique, and can one throw it away can one be considered a great success.

As the soul power continued to be injected, the spiral shuriken continued to be amplified, and it would soon reach the level Ling Yun wanted. His hands finally couldn't bear it any longer and shook inadvertently.

His hands were shaking, which soon led to a tragic situation, and he lost control of the Rasenshuriken in his hand.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

The condensed wind attribute blade splashed out, and the wind blade kept hitting Ling Yun's chest and hands, and bright red blood kept spilling out. Ling Yun, the controller, can no longer control it!

not good!

Ling Yun was frightened and hurriedly removed the out-of-control shuriken in his hand. Holding back the pain of tearing in his hand, he threw it forcefully towards the uninhabited area ahead.

呲呲呲——

Phew—boom boom boom! ! !

The out-of-control shuriken was thrown out, directly into the small lake, and a huge whirlpool rose up!

Ling Yun's face turned pale and he quickly retreated towards the rear, but by chance he bumped into Zhu Zhuqing.

She didn't know when she appeared here.

However, she stared at the expanding whirlpool and froze on the spot.

I want to die, so hurry up and leave!

He yelled at Zhu Zhuqing, grabbed the other person before he could react, and pulled him out directly.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that the surrounding scenery was retreating, and he looked at the wind whirlpool that continued to expand until it finally covered the entire lake, without ever closing his eyes.

Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

There are assassins! There are assassins!

The huge movement here quickly alerted the entire palace guards, who started shouting one by one and quickly approached the courtyard where Ling Yun and Zhu Zhuqing lived.

Now, we are in big trouble.

Looking at the lake, which was the size of two basketball courts, completely destroyed at this moment, Ling Yun realized that he had gotten into big trouble.

No matter how you say it, you are only temporarily staying in the palace.

More importantly, this is the palace, the palace of the eldest prince Davis!

Looking at the completely disappeared lake in front of him and the bottom of the lake that dropped a full inch, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but look away, wanting to take a look at Ling Yun.

But it was better not to turn his head. As soon as he turned his head, Zhu Zhuqing's face and ears turned rosy for an instant.

Aware of the gaze of the person next to him, Ling Yun subconsciously looked over his shoulder, and when he saw the other person's face turned red and evasive, he felt a little strange for a moment.

It wasn't until a tingling sensation struck that Ling Yun raised his hand belatedly.

Looking at the hands with dense cuts and the almost naked robe with only some strips of cloth remaining, he knew what was going on.

He had just lost control of the Rasen Shuriken, and those wind blades struck him erratically. He was naturally attacked, and his robe was cut into strips.

It's no wonder that Zhu Zhuqing's face was rosy and he looked at himself completely!