Douluo: As a Healer, It Was Perfectly Reasonable to Carry a Sniper Rifle

"Ahem, old man, you're up early~"

Luo Hao gave a dry cough and released Ning Rongrong's little hand.

Then he put on an unconcerned look.

And greeted the Sword Douluo.

"You brat, learning bad habits at such a young age!"

"I never should have let Rongrong bring you back!"

The Sword Douluo glared at Luo Hao, gritting his teeth.

"Grandpa Jian, let's go~"

Ning Rongrong sensed the tension between the two.

Smiling, she stepped forward, took the Sword Douluo's hand, and headed toward Sunset Forest.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to Rongrong~"

The Sword Douluo's anger instantly vanished without a trace.

Smiling, he rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head.

Then he picked Ning Rongrong up and dashed into the distance.

A man dressed in black.

Came up behind Luo Hao.

Shook his head.

Then grabbed Luo Hao by the collar.

And chased after them.

"Damn."

Luo Hao was dragged along by the collar.

His hands shoved into his pockets, utterly depressed.

"Fuck!"

"Sword Douluo, just you wait until I can fly!"

"I'll give you a three-hundred-mile head start, and you still won't be able to catch me!"

Very soon.

The group arrived at the outskirts of Sunset Forest.

"I wonder whether that green-haired Dugu Bo is here. If he is, I can help cure his poison while I'm at it. That'll get me another Titled Douluo thug~"

Luo Hao smugly thought to himself.

His Supreme Deluxe Nine Heart Begonia.

Was countless times stronger than the genuine version.

Not only were its healing abilities formidable.

It could also detoxify poison.

As long as he had enough Soul Power.

As long as someone still had a breath left.

He could pull them back from the King of Hell's grasp.

That was what true invincibility meant.

The group walked through the forest.

Ning Rongrong suddenly realized someone was missing.

When she turned around.

She discovered.

Luo Hao was actually walking at the very back.

And he was even spacing out!!

"Luo Hao, what are you thinking about? Hurry over here, it's dangerous over there!"

Ning Rongrong immediately panicked.

And ran toward Luo Hao.

"Rongrong, why do you care about him!"

The Sword Douluo grabbed Ning Rongrong, his face full of displeasure.

The Sword Douluo actually knew.

Luo Hao's strength was enough to rival that of a Soul Beast over three hundred years old.

The Soul Beast Luo Hao had killed last time and roasted for its bear paws had been 349 years old.

With his Level 10 Soul Power, along with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and hidden weapons, Tang San had been able to kill a Mandala Snake nearly four hundred years old.

No one knew how many times stronger the Nine Star Hegemony Body Art Luo Hao cultivated was than Tang San's technique.

Taking on a trash Soul Beast over three hundred years old one-on-one was naturally a piece of cake.

It was just that...

Ning Rongrong could not sense it.

"They're here~"

Luo Hao came back to his senses and followed after them.

"Rongrong, your first Soul Skill enhances strength."

"So you need to choose a Strength-Type Soul Beast."

"I heard there's a 380-year-old Silver Armored Black Ape in this direction. It's one of the best among Strength-Type Soul Beasts. We'll just have to see whether we can find it."

Sword Douluo said with a smile.

For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, although the attribute enhanced by each Soul Skill was fixed, the higher the age of the Soul Ring, the greater the increase in Soul Power Ning Rongrong would receive.

Moreover, if the attributes matched, the Soul Power increase would be even greater.

Therefore, the Silver Armored Black Ape was the most suitable choice for Ning Rongrong.

As for that brat Luo Hao...

"Brat, what kind of Soul Beast do you need?"

"As long as you ask this old man, I wouldn't mind showing you the way."

Sword Douluo looked at Luo Hao and said with a beaming smile.

In his view, although Luo Hao possessed great brute strength, he surely did not know much.

He probably had no idea what kind of Soul Ring he needed.

So he would definitely come begging for advice.

Sword Douluo was feeling quite pleased with himself

when he heard Luo Hao say flatly, "No need. Just get me some random ten-year wild chicken Soul Ring. I'm a genius anyway, so any Soul Ring will do."

Everyone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who heard Luo Hao's words

was stunned speechless.

They had seen fools before.

But...

"Brat!"

"Didn't your elders tell you what Soul Rings are for?"

"Didn't your elders tell you that Soul Rings cannot be replaced or upgraded?!"

Sword Douluo was somewhat angered.

Although Luo Hao displeased him, he had to admit that Luo Hao's Healing Type martial soul was indeed a powerful one.

He also acknowledged Luo Hao's talent for cultivation.

So even if Luo Hao was a little arrogant, he did not particularly mind.

He even felt a faint trace of admiration.

But for Luo Hao to say something like that now

completely exposed his ignorance and arrogance.

Watching a genius ruin himself through his own ignorance, regardless of Luo Hao's relationship with Ning Rongrong, as a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo could not simply stand by.

He definitely needed to teach this guy a good lesson.

Knock that arrogance down a peg.

Seeing how casual Luo Hao was, Ning Rongrong felt a little angry too.

"Luo Hao! What are you talking about?!"

"How can you joke about your own future?!"

"Don't you know how important a martial soul is to a Soul Master?!"

Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips and said indignantly.

"Uh..."

Luo Hao was lectured by the two of them like this.

He suddenly felt a little awkward.

He knew he had gone too far with the bragging.

But he was telling the truth.

He had Soul Ring experience points.

That damn system was ridiculously generous.

It handed out thousands at a time without batting an eye.

He could casually absorb any Soul Ring.

Even if it was his first Soul Ring, he could raise it to over a thousand years.

Naturally, he didn't care about the Soul Ring's age limit.