My Dark Soul System

In the cultivation room, Zhou Hang stopped. After returning from Combat Arena, he has been cultivation Four Days Fist.

In just a few minutes, system has absorbed close to 400 points of soul energy. Although gratifying, it moved him.

The death rate on Combat Arena is much higher than Black Horn said!

He can only do his best to improve his boxing skills, and he wants to defend himself before going on the court. Magic can't be used here, can't be exposed, can only practice boxing.

But Four Days Fist is profound, and it can't be achieved overnight, and Qingmu Quan seems to be stuck in bottleneck and can't improve anymore, which makes Zhou Hang a little irritable.

There is one cultivation room for each person. Although there is no auxiliary device such as the gravity system, it can let him cultivation Quanjing alone. But his inability to make an inch made him feel restless, and his heart seemed to be crushed by a stone, heavy.

Open the system and check the character panel. It seems that I haven’t checked the system for a long time.

Host: Zhou Hang

Race: Human

Occupation: Dark Element, Undead System magician

Level: apprentice magician

Equipment: None

innate talent: Dark Soul (not enabled)

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Factor: Black Horn Star

Skills: Dark Divine Technique, Four Days Fist

Pet: star beast (pig-shaped)

" Slot, I forgot these days, and there is a pig that hasn't been released!"

Zhou Hang slapped his head. These days there is no chance to be alone, and I dare not release the star beast. I keep letting it stay. In the rune of the chest.

thoughts move, a touch of silver light drilled out of the chest and turned into a slender silver pig on the ground.

Zhou Hang took a look and found that it hasn't changed much. Instead, he has gained a lot of weight because of absorbing Star Power every day.

"hmph harp!"

As soon as the silver pig fell on the ground, it arched its nose and drilled around, constantly smelling it against the ground.

"Okay, don't mess around, there is no dirt here for you to drill!"

Zhou Hang wanted to die, the idea of ​​this pig came, and he wanted to roll the mud pond! !

Fuck, why do pigs who look at Yin Liangliang like to be wrapped in mud?

He kicked the silver pig's fat butt, and his whole body looked slender and sturdy, and only his butt had meat.

"hmph hmph!"

The silver pig lay down on the ground and couldn't get up.

"..."

Zhou Hang has no choice but to give it a name. The artificial intelligence ball has a name, and this pig will also have one. You can't cry piggy, he can't afford to lose this person.

"en? What is it called?" frowned, such a lazy pig.

Suddenly, he eyes shined and said: "I'm just calling you Zhu Jiujie, which is nostalgic for Second Senior Brother. One more ring, don't always hum and lie on the ground trying to drill in the mud pool!"

Kicked again, shouted: "Nine Commandments, did you hear me!"

"hmph harp!"

Zhou Hang heard coldly snorted, Sooner or later, you will be subdued.

Pig this thing is delicious and lazy, but its wisdom is definitely not low. If you can’t subdue it, then you will be ignored all day long and just sleep.

However, there is not much time for the time being, and there is no way to improve it. Let it be a yard for the time being.

Jiu Jie lay comfortably on the ground. The cold air on the floor made it cool, but suddenly shivered. Ji Jie was puzzled and hummed twice. Could it be that the floor was too cold?

Turned around and slept obediently.

Zhou Hang doesn't care about him. There is no monitoring in the room anyway, and the door is locked. I will take a shower first, and I will officially enter the Combat Arena tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, running the Dark Divine Technique, the spirit strength flows like essence, and the six dark runes vibrate, continuously purifying the spirit strength.

The power of the genetic potion was fully aroused, and the physical power reached a thousand catties. At the same time, the inner Qi of the body is full of blood, and the sense of full breath has disappeared.

This means that the limit of this body is broken, and it can be raised again, until Perfection, a sense of breath is born again.

If I rely solely on my muscles to exert strength, my own strength is more than 1,400 kilograms. In the test, I have converged a little bit of strength and did not stand out.

If you use Four Days Fist to generate strength, it is estimated that the strength can reach more than two thousand catties, and a double increase in strength can still be achieved.

It’s just that I can’t fully use Four Days Fist to avoid revealing things. There are too many restrictions.

There is only one choice in front of Zhou Hang, reaching the limit of the current Fleshy body, giving birth to inner breath, opening acupuncture points, and stepping into Solid Soul Realm.

Otherwise, once others start True Qi cultivation, he will not be able to resist.

At this step of theirs, they may have internal interest at some point. The bodies of more than a hundred teenagers have reached the limit of water quality, and even more points will not delay too much time.

spirit strength Absorbing the dark elements and constantly condensing magic power, he wants to condense into a dark rune again.

At this stage, spirit strength has no attack power, but it can still provide a lot of help in support, which can make Martial Artist calm and clear.

Strong spirit strength, can better control martial arts and observe the movement of blood. The Dark Divine Technique is also the divine technique of cultivation spirit strength, which has a very strong tempering effect on spirit strength.

Otherwise, Zhou Hang couldn't get started with magic in just three days, resulting in a dark rune.

For a person in the 21st century, it is incredible for him to feel the existence of spirit strength for three days.

Second day, Zhou Hang received a message on the bracelet, and Black Horn began to arrange the order of battle. One hundred and ten teenagers will have to fight today to receive the bronze rank fighter logo.

Fortunately, Zhou Hang's battle was queued in the morning, under the huge martial stage, he waited alone. Over a hundred people were scattered in the huge venue, almost without overlap.

Zhou Hang silently tidied the corners of his clothes and waited. The stage is already in the competition. A thin middle-aged man is fighting an old man.

Neither of them has stepped into Martial Dao, but they still make a living on the Martial Arts Competition Stage. In this primary level arena, the winner can get 20 star coins.

Because the martial power is low, the mortality rate is not high. Even if it is lost, there will be intermittent surrenders. Zhou Hang watched the two fight, the old man was obviously at a disadvantage.

When people are old, their vitality and blood fade, and their physical strength is not comparable to that of middle-aged people. The thin man is also alert and constantly exhausted, but never head-on collision.

"Peng peng."

The man hit the old man in two consecutive punches and knocked him down, unable to get up.

Zhou Hang was silent, the old man seemed weak, limp on the ground, his chest trembling. The man showed excitement, stepped forward and grabbed the old man's neck, and was about to drop the martial stage.

During the battle, you must either admit defeat or jump off the Martial Arts Competition Stage, otherwise you will fight to death. And some cruel people like to fight opponents who can't admit defeat and torture others.

At this moment, he saw that the old man's body resembled a snake, and he suddenly entangled the man. In a hurry, the man was unable to break free. The old man took out his hands, turned to the man's neck, and made a little effort.

Only hearing "ka-cha", the middle-aged man was twisted to his neck and died completely.

Zhou Hang was stunned, his eyes faint, seeming a bit deep.

The system beep sounded in my ears, and the soul energy has been absorbed to 500 points.

The old man won, laughed heartily, kicked the corpse under his feet, and jumped off the Martial Arts Competition Stage.

At this time, the Tianxun bracelet in his hand vibrated, and he clicked on it to see that it was time for him to play. Jumping on the martial stage, a virtual screen is projected from the sky in an instant, and the huge Hei Jing logo is shining.

Zhou Hang looked around and found many signs projected on the Martial Arts Competition Stage, but they were all teenagers participating in the battle.

"Look, this is the new Black Horn training person. I have participated in the competition."

The auditorium is boiling. Every year, the new Black Horn players make their first battles. It is good to bet. If the time is right, you can earn a lot of star coins.

"haha, see who he is playing against. In this type of game, the opponent will be slightly stronger. I have to bet on it before I place my bet."

"Same reason, every year There are a lot of new people who have failed."

The noise from all over the place came to my ears, and Zhou Hang also used this to learn some information. Slightly stronger than his own strength, it is estimated that the strength of Solid Soul Realm Martial Artist Early-Stage, a Martial Artist who can open up nine acupuncture points.

Opening up nine acupuncture points, the civilian Martial Artist has 300 kilograms, which seems to be unable to match the strength of the Black Horn rookie, but Martial Artist has True Qi, which is an unavoidable dilemma for Combat Arena teenagers.

No matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it can't hit people. People with True Qi don't talk about the cultivation technique level of cultivation, but their sensitivity is not comparable.

Perhaps, the only advantage is power.

But if power is the only truth, what is cultivation for? !

"Humhhhhhh!"

An image suddenly popped up on the screen, a picture of a muscular man with a golden hair, standing upright. There is a shallow scar on his left face, and his clothes are supported by tendons, and he feels full of strength.

"Ha, this newcomer is so miserable, it turned out to be Dehu?"

Someone in the stands was surprised. This man is very strong and ranks in the forefront of bronze rank.

"Look at all around, the newcomer opponents are all experts, and they are all famous people in the bronze rank."

Someone pointed to the other Martial Arts Competition Stage and shouted in surprise. Said, what will Black Horn do this time?

"Follow him, I want to place a bet. This rookie loses. This German Tiger is a ruthless who won five consecutive bronze rank battles."

"Me too. Come, labor and management will earn back what they lost before."

Suddenly, countless bracelets light up the light screen, connected to the information of the Martial Arts Competition Stage, and betting.

"peng!"

With a loud sound, the man with yellow short hair jumped onto the martial stage, and the hard ground shook a bit. Zhou Hang looked at each other calmly, the imposing manner was indeed powerful.

The audience's words were all caught in his ears. He did not underestimate him. Moreover, the old man before came to teach a lesson, not to underestimate anyone.

The screen on the Martial Arts Competition Stage instantly turns green. There is no referee in this kind of battle, and the person standing in the end wins, and there is no time limit.

The boxing ring also talks about civilization and rules, and here is to live to the end.

Dehu looked at the young man who was less than his chest, and looked immature, but he couldn't ignore it. Every year Black Horn joins with new people, which is no secret for those who are in the Combat Arena.

Moreover, these teenagers have been trained, far from being comparable to those of miscellaneous people. These teenagers have not set foot on Martial Dao, but their strength is far beyond their own.

The light curtain turns green and the battle begins.

Dehu didn't dare to relax, and True Qi inside his body raised his fist with a faint fluorescent light, rushing towards the opponent.

My own cultivation technique belongs to the spirit level cultivation technique, and his grade is not high, but for him, it is already the best cultivation technique he can get.

Zhou Hang only felt the rays of light flash in front of him, and Dehu's fist slammed in front of him. The faint fluorescent light magnified in the eyes, and a fist wind hit, as fierce as a knife.

Subconsciously twisting, stepping out of the four-day movement method, wearing clothes, close to Dehu's arm. The spirit strength in his mind spontaneously rotates, making him extremely calm, and it seems that nothing can disturb his heart.

Make a fist and strike.

The fist was like an Azure Dragon, hitting Dehu’s ribs in an instant, with more than a thousand kilograms of power bursting out, knocking him back with one punch, marking two traces on the Martial Arts Competition Stage.

The audience in the audience was silenced. They just watched Dehu showed great divine might, but were punched out, and their hearts suddenly throbbed.

"Fuck, Dehu, you stupid, what are you doing?"

The audience shouted and cursed one after another. Most of them suppressed Dehu and won. Now it depends on the situation. Up.

Dehu's face was embarrassed. It was not just the scolding from the audience. If True Qi hadn't run fast and blocked a punch under his ribs, he might still be vomiting blood there.

Even so, the internal organs are shaken, and at the moment, I feel nauseous and feel a little tired.

This kid is very tricky, the counterattack just now was completely unprepared.