Douluo: Cutting me drops treasures; Bi Bidong got addicted

Lin Yi looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you even listen to yourself when you talk?"

Tang Chen touched his spiky red hair, suddenly brightening, "Oh, it's my turn to attack."

Lin Yi: "..."

Having said that, Tang Chen walked towards the stage and then turned around to gesture to Dragon Lance Douluo.

"199999, come up here and be my wall," he called.

Knowing the Eighth Servant was calling for him, the Dragon Lance Douluo listlessly made his way up; after all, he had been Tang Chen's "wall" yesterday, and Tang Chen had helped him to attack.

Just... Dragon Lance Douluo resignedly said, "Eighth Servant, my Damage Rebound has already exceeded 199999. Can we change the nickname?"

Tang Chen, looking displeased, made a 'please' gesture with his hand. "Then you can go down. I'll find someone else, and I'll help that person to attack later."

Dragon Lance: "I like the name 199999."

He walked in front of Lin Yi and showed a smile to Tang Chen, yet Lin Yi indeed noticed the huge change in Dragon Lance Douluo at the moment.

The guy used to vomit blood whenever he was on the offensive, with his damage not improving. After getting "nourished" by Tang Chen's damage yesterday, he seemed radiant overnight.

Tang Chen was shaking his arm, and Lin Yi detected a clue – Tang Chen's right arm muscles were several times thicker than his left when he exerted strength!

It really was several times thicker! Truly no exaggeration!

These past few days, Tang Chen had been practicing swinging the hammer continuously because the second reward he obtained yesterday was "Extreme Practice," which meant after repeating one simple action countless times, it would no longer be simple and would unleash a strength far beyond anything before.

Today, Tang Hao seemed to be swinging the Hao Tian Hammer with his right hand, both deliberately and inadvertently.

Now summoning the Hao Tian Hammer, Tang Chen observed the position and made Dragon Lance Douluo step back. Swallowing nervously, the Dragon Lance Douluo felt his fear of the Hao Tian Hammer grow exponentially after it sprouted red thorns.

Of course, the fear Lin Yi brought to him was even more. Every time Dragon Lance Douluo's back was against Lin Yi, he felt so nervous he wanted to fart, but if he actually did it, he'd probably have no place in Douluo anymore, so he had to hold it in.

Once the angle was right, Tang Chen still chose not to use any soul skills and opted not to use Soul Power this time. He was curious to see to what extent his Extreme Practice could go.

Switching from a two-handed grip to a single-handed one, Tang Chen swung the thorny Hao Tian Hammer in his right hand and walked forward, making Dragon Lance Douluo feel extremely uneasy.

Honestly, he wasn't so much afraid of the hammer right now as he was of the fearsome muscles on Tang Chen's right arm.

Just as Tang Chen was about to launch his attack, Dragon Lance Douluo suddenly shouted, "Eighth Servant! Aren't we doing the chant today?!"

He was referring to the first reward Tang Chen obtained yesterday, the attack enhancement chant from the Northwest Hammer King.

Tang Chen shook his head, "No need! Without Soul Power and the chant, I'm confident that my Extreme Practice can ensure the damage remains unchanged!"

After saying that, he struck a blow towards Dragon Lance Douluo's belly.

Although he didn't feel any pain, Dragon Lance Douluo still felt as if all his internal organs were being blasted out.

"Boom!"

The Damage Rebound, enhanced by the "strike through the mountain" method, sprayed out from behind Dragon Lance Douluo's butt, but Dragon Lance Douluo suddenly widened his eyes, feeling as if the fart he hadn't managed to hold in had been expelled along with the damage onto Lin Yi's body.

He turned around silently to find that Lin Yi seemed completely unaware, but a golden light of Damage Rebound quickly rippled over him.

Scared, Dragon Lance Douluo ran forward, only to have his belly hammered by Tang Chen once more.

With the Damage Rebound gone, Dragon Lance Douluo also breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yi opened his eyes and wrinkled his nose, giving feedback while looking at the panel, "Why does today's damage seem to stink a bit?"