My martial soul in Douluo is really competitive!

Chapter 83 Lottery draw ~ I call you a good guy.

night.

Tang San bid farewell to Tang Hao, and returned to the villa. As soon as he came back, he got into the underground training room.

At this moment, Xiao Wu and You Yuxin were lying on the sofa, eating snacks and watching a movie at the same time, completely depraved, while He Qingfeng was lying on the balcony on the second floor blowing the night breeze.

"System, it's been two years, and it's been eight years since I came to Douluo Dalu."

[What does the host mean? 】

He Qingfeng was actually curious about a question.

"System, how did you appear? Or who created it?"

[Return to the host, this system was born in luck. 】

"Luck?"

He Qingfeng didn't quite understand.

[The so-called air luck is an invisible energy. Simply put, air luck is a world constructed by the strange energy emanating from the heavens and worlds, and I am the system where I was born. 】

"Then do you know where the world of luck is?"

[Back to the host, this information requires permission, and the system needs to be upgraded to level [-] to be unlocked and viewed. Before that, even I can't read it. 】

He Qingfeng touched his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Call out my personal information."

【OK. 】

【Host: He Qingfeng】

【Sex: Male】

【Height: 1.6 meters】

[Age: 8 years old]--[Actual:? ? ? 】

【Martial Soul: Zihuang Taihang Sword】--【God Level】

[Soul Power: Level 39]

[Soul ring: purple (5000 years), purple (5000 years), black (1 years)]

[Special Powers: Power of Thunder (Intermediate-Proficient), Power of Space (Beginner-Uncontrolled)]

[Cultivation method: Taihang (hang) knife method-half-step elementary level]

[Swordsmanship: There are too many batches, so I won’t describe them one by one. 】

【Agility: Thunder Shadow Step】

【Fist and kick: Thunderstorm, Thunder Cannon, Dragon Fist.】

[Skills: Thundering Chidori, Kamepai Lei Gongbo, Thunderbolt (I haven't thought of it yet, I'm making up for it when I think of it)]

[Soul skills: [-]. Enchanting, [-]. Concentration, [-]. Unsolvable (wu)-(liberate part of the original power of Zihuang Taihang Dao)]

[Owned items: Sky City, 3-year right arm soul bone (given by You Yuxin), 10-year right arm soul bone (given by Qian Dao Liu), money bag for doing whatever you want, 99-level Peerless Douluo protector puppet , luxury three-storey villa.]

[Striving value: 50+]

[Heavenly value: zero (cumulative 75)]

【.】

[Comprehensive strength evaluation: normal soul king, explosive soul emperor, extreme half-step soul saint. 】

Looking at this series of messages, He Qingfeng let out a long sigh.

"Hey, I don't even have the strength of a soul saint, I'm really too weak."

He Qingfeng thought of the two soul bones in the dark dimension space. He didn't use them, but he didn't want to use them, because these two soul bones were not very suitable for him. The two things are not suitable for him, he has to buy the soul bone that is 100% suitable for him from the system mall, but it is too expensive.

A 10-year-old soul bone is priced at [-] fighting spirit points. He is reluctant to part with the fighting spirit value of the past two years. In fact, the most important thing is that he feels that his strength is enough now. The plot has not yet started, and he has ruled the martial soul. temple.

"Everything has become dull~"

The so-called life is boring, only the mind of a girl. "

"System, I want to draw a lottery! I got Tang Hao done today, so I must be lucky! Take this opportunity, let's have a big prize!"

[Ok, host. 】

[The prizes for today's lucky wheel are: pure Saiyan blood (god level), Saitama's cultivation technique (no side effects, god level), demon sword-Yan Mo (heaven level), Sauron's turban (metaphysics), Thunder Knife——Qianming (God-level), Shenguang Stick (God-level), Gaussian Pulse Sniper Rifle (Heaven-level), thank you for your patronage, and come again. 】

[Optional methods of lottery drawing: once in a thousand, ten thousand and ten consecutive draws, and one hundred thousand and one hundred consecutive draws. ] (Friendly reminder, the chances of winning a lottery are high.)
"Good guy, I call it good guy! Saiyan blood, Saitama training method, these two are outrageous enough, and the magic light stick has come out. Is this the rhythm for me to become light?"

"And this high-speed pulse sniper rifle, my dear, if this thing is drawn, I will be worthy of the soul saint! 2000 meters away, a headshot!"

He Qingfeng is very excited at this moment, no matter which one of them, as long as he is drawn, he feels that he has made a profit, but when he saw the last friendly reminder.

"Ha ha."

He Qingfeng looked at the words that the chances of winning in the lottery were high, and he didn't believe it at all. At the beginning, he was lonely in ten consecutive draws, and thanked him for his patronage a series of times.

"Smack me once!"

[[-] worth of fighting spirit will be deducted! 】

[Gulu Gulu Gulu~~~~]

[Congratulations to the host for winning "Thank you for your patronage!"]

He Qingfeng: "Damn, whoring me for nothing again! Come again!"

[Deducting one thousand fighting spirit points]

【Gulu.】

[Congratulations to the host for winning "Again!"]

He Qingfeng: "Continue!"

[Gulu. Congratulations to the host for getting "Thank you for your patronage!"]

"continue!"

I drew ten times in a row, eight thank you for your patronage, two again, a total of twelve times, and there was no hair.

"System, I want to complain to you! I have smoked ten times in a row, but there is no hair! There is also a lucky wheel! I don't think it is lucky at all!"

He Qingfeng's face twitched.

[High probability of winning in consecutive draws]

"That's fine! As you said, if you can't even hit the draw, just wait for me to tear you down!"

"Ten draws in a row!!"

[Okay, [-] fighting spirit points will be deducted! 】

【Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr】

[Congratulations to the host for getting "Nine Thank you for your patronage!"]

He Qingfeng was almost choked to death upon hearing this.

"That's what you said about the odds of winning the lottery."

Before He Qingfeng finished speaking, the system sounded.

【And "Demon Sword-Yan Mo! (Revised Edition)"】

Just as the system's voice fell, a knife exuding a red aura slowly appeared in front of He Qingfeng's eyes.

"Fuck! Yan Mo, is it the refined version?"

He Qingfeng sat up quickly, and he held Yan Mo in front of him in his hands. The next moment, a biting cold murderous aura poured into his brain.

[Yao Dao Yan Mo (system refined version): It comes from the plane of pirates, and has been refined by the system to eliminate all side effects. When it recognizes its master, it has only one master. be cursed!In the end, he died tragically. 】

Feeling the real soft chant from Yan Mo in his hand, He Qingfeng laughed!

"This shit, it's worth it! I'm worried that I can't play double swords!"

"System, another round of ten consecutive draws!"

[Okay, ten thousand will be deducted! 】

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining "Nine Thank You for Your Patronage" and "Zoro's Turban (Mandatory Edition)"]

In the next second, a faint green scarf appeared in front of He Qingfeng's eyes.

[If you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your head! 】

[Sauron's turban: After wearing it, the strength will increase by [-]%! (When you have three knives, unexpected special effects will be triggered)]

Before He Qingfeng could speak, the green scarf was automatically tied to He Qingfeng's right arm.

He Qingfeng: "."

Hijab: "Put it on me, I can provide you with a different life!"

He Qingfeng: "."

System: [Come on~ Host, bring it, it's not a dream to become a soul sage. 】

He Qingfeng: "Dream! Even if I die, I will definitely not wear this thing outside!!!"

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　Going to the hospital for surgery today, there are only two chapters left.

　　Surgery is not very ideal, hey.

　　Tired, so be it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)