Chapter 146 Encountering a Two-Thousand-Year-Old Soul Beast Upon Landing? This Little Brat is Doomed!
Seeing this, Er Gouzi was also startled, and was even more shocked after landing.
"Father is right, the outside world is indeed very dangerous!"
"The soil here is actually soft; I could fly with a light jump!"
However, just as Er Gouzi was getting used to this strange environment.
"roar!!"
Unexpectedly, a beast's roar suddenly came from the bushes nearby.
Immediately afterwards, a foul stench swept over them, and the surrounding trees snapped in an instant.
The next second, a huge tiger, over three meters long, covered in jet-black scales and with exposed fangs, slowly walked out with heavy steps.
Its eyes glowed with a ghostly green light as it stared intently at Er Gouzi in the pit, drool dripping from its mouth and sizzling as it corroded the ground.
A two-thousand-year-old soul beast, the Ghost Tiger!
In the outermost area, this is absolutely a dominant force!
If an ordinary Soul Master were to encounter it, they would probably retreat in fear, lest they be torn to shreds by its ghostly speed and terrifying attack power.
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Upon witnessing this scene, the entire Douluo Continent was in an uproar.
Because in their view, although the native creatures of that world were incredibly powerful, the lower realm was ultimately just the lower realm.
Moreover, it has already been stated on the sky screen that this child has not even entered the half-step Blood Transformation Realm yet, and is probably only about the same as Sword Douluo who has just completed the transformation of his cultivation system, drawing Qi into his body.
How much trouble can such an immature brat cause?
"It's over, looks like this kid is probably going to be eliminated right after birth!"
"Indeed, although they are beings from that high-dimensional world, they are ultimately too weak. They haven't even entered the path of cultivation yet, so how could they be a match for this kind of soul beast?"
"Indeed, their luck is terrible. They encountered a two-thousand-year-old ghost tiger as soon as they came down. In this situation, unless their sacrificial spirit is teleported over, they will most likely die on the spot."
"Ghost Tiger is known for its speed and attack power; even I dare not confront it head-on. How old is this child?"
"This is what they call karma, what goes around comes around. No one escapes the wrath of Heaven. That world probably never imagined that its creatures would come to our world, and they'll only be wiped out. At least this way, we've gotten our revenge."
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Thinking of this, although a few people felt heartbroken, many female Soul Masters closed their eyes in unbearable pain, as if they could already see the horrific sight of that dark-skinned, thin child being torn apart.
However, a large number of people also felt a strange sense of balance.
After all, the native creatures of Douluo were wiped out too easily, like ants.
Now they're about to witness how easily the beings of that world can be defeated.
Although he was just a little kid with a bit more strength who had just started to draw qi into his body.
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However, on the other hand...
Starry Sky Forest, outer area.
Faced with this powerful soul beast in the eyes of the Douluo people, and the scene that was beyond doubt, Er Gouzi from the Perfect World not only showed no fear, but also swallowed hard.
"Gurgle."
Then, he wiped his mouth, and his previously somewhat confused eyes lit up with a bright green light the moment he saw Ghost Tiger.
Even more outrageous is that it's brighter than the eyes of that two-thousand-year-old ghost tiger!
"Big cat?"
"Such a fat cat?!"
For a moment, Er Gouzi was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together, and his saliva was almost dripping out.
"My father said that this kind of meat with scales is the chewiest!"
"Besides, it's so big, and no one else is going to fight me for it. It's enough for me to eat for several meals!"
In the Great Wilderness, Er Gouzi was only five years old, but he grew up drinking the blood of ferocious beasts.
What kind of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards haven't I seen around the tribe on a normal day?
As for this two-thousand-year-old soul beast that the Douluo people find extremely troublesome?
cut…
Although it looked quite large, there was no fluctuation of runes on its body, nor any terrifying blood aura of an ancient remnant species. In his eyes, it was just a walking piece of roast meat!
"roar!!"
Seemingly sensing the disdain shown by the human cub before him, the two-thousand-year-old ghost tiger became enraged.
After all, that little brat looked at him as if he were the food.
Although the screen showed where Er Gouzi came from that day, coincidentally, the ghost tiger was asleep at the time and did not know that it came from another world, only thinking that it was an ordinary little baby from Douluo Continent.
Thinking of this, it lost its patience and immediately roared, instantly creating three afterimages as it unleashed its innate soul skill, Ghost Shadow Clone!
In the blink of an eye, three identical ghost tigers, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, pounced simultaneously from the left, center, and right, blocking all of Er Gouzi's escape routes!
This move is enough to instantly kill a Soul Master of the same level!
"Huh? What's that?"
Upon seeing this, Er Gouzi was first taken aback, then muttered something.
Faced with the lightning-fast attack, he made no complicated movements, but simply reacted instinctively as he would when hunting in the wilderness.
Squat down, lower your shoulders, and generate power!
Although he didn't have the runes of the Blood Refining Realm, his body, which had been baptized by beast milk, was now bursting with terrifying power.
It is a wildness unique to the Great Wilderness tribes!
A single arm weighs thousands of pounds!
This might be just the beginning in Perfect World, but in Douluo Continent, a world that relies entirely on soul power, it's pure crushing power.
Besides his physical strength, he also possessed a physical strength that was many times more terrifying than that of other Soul Masters.
"Get out of here!"
Instead of retreating, Er Gouzi advanced. Just as the three figures were about to approach, he relied on the intuition honed on the edge of life and death to accurately lock onto the real body in the very center.
Then, that small, dark fist, still covered in mud, slammed down!
"Bang!!!"
In an instant, a loud bang rang out, exploding through the forest and startling a flock of sparrows, which scattered in all directions with cries.
There are no so-called spirit rings or spirit skills; it's just the most primitive form of head-on confrontation.
Under Er Gouzi's powerful punch, all the Soul Masters across the continent were horrified to see that the once majestic two-thousand-year-old Ghost Tiger let out a mournful howl as its entire head caved in!
Even its enormous body was sent flying backward at ten times the speed it had come from, crashing into seven or eight towering trees before finally stopping.
Finally, it splattered onto a boulder with a soft thud, twitched twice, and then remained still.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering the ground.
One punch!
Instantly kill a two-thousand-year-old soul beast!
"Buzz..."
Soon, a purple halo slowly rose from the corpse of the ghost tiger, radiating an alluring glow.
"Huh, what's this?"
Er Gouzi trotted over excitedly, looked at the purple circle, and poked it with his finger with some disdain: "There's no meat in it, it's all smooth, can we even eat it?"
(End of chapter)