Douluo: I, Martial Arts Supreme, Sword Rises the World
Chapter 142

Poison Douluo Arrives, Everyone Clear the Way

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It wasn't just itching, it was like countless poisonous insects had penetrated into his bone marrow.

What followed was a feeling of suffocation and a stabbing pain like needles coming from deep inside the limbs.

But Titled Douluo's dignity and pride made him never allow himself to scream.

The green Soul Power circulated uncontrollably on his body surface, dyeing the air inside Study with an unstable poisonous halo. Several pots of orchids near the window lattice withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't let anyone know...

Especially Yanyan.

He had been playing drugs all his life, but in the end he was poisoned by his own Martial Soul original poison. He was trapped on the verge of death, relying on the extreme environment of that treasure place to survive.

This is his biggest secret and his biggest shame.

He originally planned to take this secret to his grave.

But as Yanyan grows up day by day, she will know sooner or later.

"Grandpa? Are you in there?" A worried female voice sounded outside Study.

It's Yanyan.

Dugu Bo was shaken all over, and could hardly suppress the sweet taste that surged up in his throat.

He forced Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Soul Power back, which was about to burst out of his body, and tried his best to make his voice sound just a little tired.

"Yanyan... it's okay. Grandpa... is comprehending a Soul Skill key, and some Soul Power are unstable. You... go and rest first."

Dugu Yan outside the door was silent for a moment.

She is not a fool. On the contrary, as the granddaughter of Dugu Bo, she has inherited that keenness.

There was something obviously wrong with Grandpa's voice, and the Soul Power waves faintly revealed in the Study were chaotic and depressing. It definitely didn't look like he was practicing peacefully.

But she also knew her grandfather's temper.

If he doesn't want to say anything, even if you pry open his mouth, you won't be able to ask a single word.

But Dugu Yan saw something else.

There is a small dark stain on the cuff that is difficult to detect.

"You are holding on again." Dugu Yan's voice lowered, with distress and a hint of imperceptible anger, "The doctor said that you need to rest and rest, and you cannot use Soul Power, let alone..."

"Yanyan." Dugu Bo interrupted her, her tone gentle but unquestionable, "Grandpa knows what he is thinking."

He walked to the desk and sat down, picking up a yellowed ancient book on the desk with calm movements.

However, the moment he raised his hand, Dugu Yan saw a layer of fine cold sweat oozing out from his forehead.

The poison struck again.

Dugu Yan bit his lower lip and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

She knew her grandfather's temper. The more uncomfortable he was, the more he had to pretend to be calm.

When she was a child, she was ignorant and always asked questions. In exchange, her grandfather would always smile and rub her hair and say, "It's okay."

Later, when she grew up and started to be exposed to the practice of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul, she gradually understood the meaning behind those "nothings".

She is not stupid, she has learned about things related to her Martial Soul a long time ago.

Grandpa thought it was well hidden, but the whole Dugu Manor is so big, where can those things be hidden?

Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison, the most poisonous person in the world.

But this poison not only hurts the enemy, but also attacks oneself.

Dugu Family No one who has practiced this Martial Soul in the past has lived to be more than a hundred years old.

Grandpa is already ninety-six years old this year.

"I heard something." Dugu Yan changed the topic and tried to make his tone more relaxed, "Do you remember those two people I talked about last time?"

"Is that the kid with the sword and the freak Breaking Clan?" Dugu Bo said casually.

"Those two took on several difficult tasks at the Mercenary Guild. The thousand-year-old Iron-Armored Lizard that was causing trouble in Nancheng was solved by the two of them in three days." Dugu Yan said, observing Grandpa's expression, "And... they were at Great Soul Arena, and defeated two Soul Emperors."

The movement of turning the pages of the book stopped.

Dugu Bo raised his head, a strange color flashed in his emerald eyes. "Soul Emperor? Are you sure?"

The level of Soul Master is one step at a time. In the case of the same level, while the quality of Martial Soul is about the same, a difference of one or two levels is nothing.

But a Soul Elder, to fight Soul Emperor?

Isn't this a foolish dream?

Anyway, he has never seen it.

"It's absolutely true. There were no less than a hundred people present at the time, and they all saw it." Dugu Yan leaned forward, "I remember telling you last time, grandpa, that Zhou Qiubai's Soul Skill can even block poison."

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

I remember Dugu Bo, but I just listened to it casually a few times. After all, there are various types of Soul Skill in the world, and Martial Soul is even more bizarre. It is not uncommon to find Soul Skill that can block poison.

Tang San can also use wine to overcome poison.

Later Dugu Bo tried it himself and found that it was just a trick by Tang San.

When Dugu Bo increases the amount of poison, the so-called Realgar Wine is of no use.

This is why he hasn't found Tang San yet.

A person who can't even play with his own Martial Soul, a person who only knows how to listen to nonsense, he has no time to play with Tang San.

If you listen to Yu Xiaogang fart, you might as well learn more from Xie Ru.

Speaking of Xie Ru...

He had vaguely mentioned that he was poisoned, but Xie Ru always said that when the time comes, you will naturally find out.

This makes Dugu Bo a little baffled.

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