Chapter 3 Such A Poor Person

Some time ago, his soul power finally broke through to level 90, and he wanted to hunt for a Thousand-Tien Ant King soul ring as his ninth soul ring.

There was no other way. It was because the Thousand-Tier Ant King Spirit Ring not only matched Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, but also matched his Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower. He wanted to get one no matter what.

Who could help him not be envious of them because they were not only extremely powerful but also had extremely high defense?

But this time, the hunt for the Thousand Jun Ant King almost cost him his life. Those who have read the original novel know that the three Thousand Jun Ant King brothers are inseparable.

If Zhao Ling wanted to hunt down one of the Thousand Jun Ant Kings, he would definitely be retaliated by the other two brothers, but he was unwilling to give up the Thousand Jun Ant King soul ring that suited him.

He racked his brains and came up with all kinds of conspiracies and tricks before he managed to separate the three Thousand Jun Ant Kings. Then he used all means to grind one of the lone Thousand Jun Ant Kings to death, and he himself was also injured.

As a result, before he could absorb the soul ring, the two Thousand-Tien Ant Kings arrived.

He had been hiding and developing himself in a sneaky way, and had no choice but to use his eighth soul skill "Pagoda Protecting the True Body" to withstand the attacks of the two Thousand-pound Ant Kings and forcibly absorb the soul ring.

After barely holding out for ten minutes, Zhao Ling was already gushing blood from his mouth, and he saw that the defense of his eighth soul skill "Pagoda Protecting the True Body" was finally about to be broken by the two crazy Thousand-Jun Ant Kings.

At the critical moment, he awakened the system of becoming stronger by writing a diary, and a transparent light curtain enveloped him, causing the angry attacks of the two Thousand Power Ant Kings that had just broken through the defense of the Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower to miss again.

At that moment, Zhao Ling felt a mixture of love and hate for this system. Why didn't this guy wake up earlier?

Was it easy for him to live in seclusion for more than ten years? He had suffered so much and gone through so many hardships before finally reaching the level of a Titled Douluo, but the system was late in coming? Was he sure it wasn't a joke?

Fortunately, the timing of the system awakening was just right, allowing him to survive the attack of the two Thousand Jun Ant Kings and successfully absorb the soul ring of the Thousand Jun Ant King.

He had broken through to the strength of a Titled Douluo, and seeing the two Thousand-Tien Ant Kings still frantically attacking the light curtain, he threw out the Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower without hesitation.

With the Thousand-Jun Ant King Soul Ring as the ninth soul ring, the power and defense of the Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower became even more terrifying.

When the Netherworld Demon-Suppressing Tower descended from the sky and smashed directly onto the two Thousand-Tier Ant Kings, the terrifying force caused the two Thousand-Tier Ant Kings to be terrified.

The two brothers Qianjun Ant Emperor tried their best to resist the attack of the Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower. The battle was stalemate for a short while. Zhao Ling, who had successfully been promoted to the Titled Douluo level, used the ninth soul skill "Netherworld Gods and Demons".

In the end, the remaining two Thousand-pound Ant Kings were smashed into pieces alive, causing the entire Star Dou Great Forest to tremble three times and causing countless insects, fish, birds and beasts to flee in all directions.

After successfully killing the remaining two Thousand Jun Ant Queens, Zhao Ling felt that the two Thousand Jun Ant King soul rings were wasted.

After all, he is already a Titled Douluo and has not awakened the second martial soul like Bibi Dong, Tang San and others.

But who would have thought that the system would actually help him solve this problem, removing his original seventh and eighth soul rings, reabsorbing the two soul rings left by the Thousand Jun Ant King, and interacting with the ninth soul ring, transforming them into a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Perhaps it was because of his good luck, the three Thousand-Jun Ant Kings miraculously dropped two soul bones, which were all absorbed by Zhao Ling.

It's not easy, it's really not easy. After more than ten years of living a life of seclusion, I finally don't have to continue living in seclusion.

Now he has not only been promoted to the level of Titled Douluo 92, but also awakened the system.

As long as he doesn't do anything stupid in the future and provokes some Super Douluo or Demigod-level strongmen, he can basically walk sideways on the Douluo Continent.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling couldn't help but reveal a relieved smile on his face, and walked briskly on the road. Many people in the village saw the smile on his face and avoided him.

What the hell is going on with this stranger? Just now he was standing under the tree in a daze, and now he is walking on the road with a smirk. Is there something wrong with his brain?

How pitiful, really pitiful, he looks like a decent human being, but his brain is not very good. The villagers shook their heads and looked at Zhao Ling with regret in their eyes.

Zhao Ling didn't know what these villagers were thinking, but she felt that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were looking at her with pity and pointing fingers at her.

What the hell is going on? Why are these villagers looking at me with such strange eyes? Zhao Ling was completely confused.

Oh, forget it, let them see it however they want. Zhao Ling looked up at the "sunset" hanging high in the east at an angle of 60 degrees, and said to himself: "Well, it's getting late, I should find a place to stay first."

At this moment, a line of words appeared on the virtual screen in front of him: "It's late? Host, are you sure it's not around 11 o'clock in the morning? Please hurry up and don't delay the mission."

Zhao Ling's face turned red as his lies were exposed by the system, and he coughed a few times.

"Ahem...mission? Don't we still have a week to get going? I've worked hard for more than ten years and now I'm a Titled Douluo. Can't I just enjoy myself?"

This time the system had nothing to say, so Zhao Ling spent some money and, after a lot of persuasion, finally rented a house in the village as a place to stay.

The place to stay is a dilapidated house with a single door and a single household, located at the west end of the village, hundreds of meters away from the nearest villager's house.

This made him a little depressed. He originally wanted to rent a house closer to A Yin so that it would be more convenient, but the villagers refused to allow him to do so.

After Zhao Ling moved into that place, A Yin, who was in a bad mood due to the influence of the diary, heard Aunt Shen next door say that a mentally ill man from another village had settled down in the dilapidated house at the west end of the village, and asked her to be careful and not to get close to the dilapidated house.

Ah Yin understood immediately that the outsider who was renting the shabby house at the west end of the village must be the man named Zhao Ling.

But she didn't expect that the villagers would mistakenly think he had a mental problem.

She was in a bad mood and almost laughed out loud, but looking at Aunt Shen's serious expression, she had to force herself to hold back the urge to burst out laughing.

"Okay, Aunt Shen, don't worry, I will definitely not go near that dilapidated house."

"If you meet that idiot from another village and he does something bad to you, just shout it out loud and I will definitely bring the villagers to deal with him severely."

Aunt Shen once again reminded Ah Yin that if such a beautiful girl was defiled by that mentally ill man from another village, wouldn't that be a sin?

"Okay, don't worry, Auntie. I will listen to you." Ah Yin suppressed her smile and nodded repeatedly.

After finally coaxing Aunt Shen away, she returned to the house and rolled around on the bed laughing.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. What a poor guy, he was mistakenly believed to have a mental problem for no reason. If he knew how the villagers saw him, he would probably be depressed to death, haha..."