Douluo's awakened beast

Chapter 25
The audience in the stands cheered resoundingly in the big spirit fighting arena, and occasionally whispered to each other to discuss who would win and how the newcomer would perform.

Compared with the battle of great soul masters, the competition of soul masters can arouse their blood more.

A tall and strong figure appeared on the fighting spirit stage. This person has reached about two meters in height alone. On the thick muscle lines, the dark skin is like a set of armor, and the big copper bell-like eyes are full of fierce light. After standing in his own position, he looked up to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

"This person looks a bit strong, can Ye Fan do it?" Xiao Wu asked worriedly after seeing the situation in the fighting spirit arena.

"Don't worry, Ye Fan is fine." Tang San stared at the changes on the field seriously, and comforted him without turning his head.

Tang San is actually not very clear about Ye Fan's full strength, but judging from the battle with Zhao Wuji yesterday, it is already not to be underestimated.

Before certain preparations, Tang San couldn't be sure that he could beat Ye Fan steadily.

It's not that Tang San is arrogant, but that he has his own self-confidence, and with the unique knowledge of Tang Sect, he is also qualified to look down on the younger generation.

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, the light shone on Ye Fan's body. He had well-trimmed short and medium hair, an exquisite face, a suit of casual clothes that fit the body, and the gold-rimmed glasses that were always on the tip of his nose, as if he wasn't here to participate The one who competes in the soul arena is the noble son who is sightseeing in a certain classic.

"Is there any mistake? This looks like my son is about the same age. What did the host just say? Is he Master Hunzun?"

"Wow~ This little brother is so handsome and tender, I don't know if he will accept private work."

"Looking at his appearance, even Hun Zun probably has just broken through."

Ye Fan's appearance also caused a little commotion in the crowd on the audience stage, various questions and discussions arose.

After seeing Ye Fan's appearance, the host was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but look at the battle information in his hand again, and couldn't help but confirm: "Little brother~ are you sure your name is Ye Fan? Don't make a mistake, this is the battle platform of the soul master."

Looking up at the host, Ye Fan's eyes were narrowed under the stimulation of the light, and he responded with a smile: "Yes, I am Ye Fan, can we start the game?"

Ye Fan's sunny smile made the host's pretty face blush, his heart beat faster, and he thought to himself: "What a handsome little brother~"

"Okay~ After confirmation, this little brother~ is indeed a soul master. That's right. It is a rare genius to be able to cultivate to the realm of a soul master at such an age. Then the next step~~~ is a competition to prove a genius , the official start!~~~"

As an excellent host, of course she knows how to improve the atmosphere of the scene and how to give the audience a sense of expectation. Under her exaggeration, the scene that had cooled down a bit, burst into enthusiasm again.

Although the competition has already started, Xiong Po did not release his martial soul immediately, but joked: "Hey~ boy, are the elders in the family here? Seeing how tender your skin is, why don't you go find some milk, hahahaha ~"

Regarding Xiong Po's ridicule and contempt, Ye Fan simply ignored it, but after summoning the blazing battle axe, he said indifferently: "Aren't you going to release your martial soul? Be careful there is no chance."

Seeing Ye Fan's indifference, Xiong Po's face was a bit ugly. Is he being looked down upon by a young boy?
"Hmph! I'll let you see the power of the iron-armed bear, so don't cry when the time comes."

Xiong Po stopped talking nonsense, taunted him, released his martial soul, and attacked Ye Fan.

Looking at the configuration of the yellow, yellow and purple soul rings on his body, Ye Fan also concentrated his attention, and before Xiong Po's attack came, he took advantage of the length of the blazing battle axe to strike first.

For beast spirits, defense and attack power are their strengths. Seeing Ye Fan's giant ax fall, Xiong Po's face remained contemptuous, and he put his arms in front of him without dodging. , is about to block the blow.

And he has secretly started to accumulate strength, ready to counterattack.

However, Xiong Po's thoughts were good, but he had no idea how strong Ye Fan's body had become.

Even if it is a random ax like this, it is not something ordinary people can follow at will.

when~
The collision between the blade of the ax and both arms made the clear sound of iron and stone colliding. Xiong Po was also under the ax and was shocked to take two steps back.

This made the strength he had secretly accumulated disappear instantly, and at the same time, a sense of humiliation rose in his heart.

Being repelled so easily by a young boy made him feel his face was hot, especially the cheers erupting from the audience at this moment made him even more ugly.

"Unexpectedly, you still have a few tricks. Today, I will let you experience my invincible iron wall. Remember to admit defeat quickly if you can't stand it. Don't pee your pants when the time comes, and I will bother your mother to wash your pants."

"Crap."

There was still a faint smile on Ye Fan's face, but in his narrowed eyes, a cold light flashed past.

No matter what Xiong Po said, Ye Fan wouldn't care, but why did his family have to be involved.

"Humph!"

"Martial soul possessed."

"Second Soul Skill, Violent Fist"

Xiong Po snorted coldly, dissatisfied with Ye Fan's attitude, and directly used the second soul skill. During the turbulent momentum, a pair of fists also lit up with yellow light, even though the distance between the two of them was three meters at the moment, they were accumulating After the force, he still didn't take a step, but punched out directly.

Under Xiong Po's swing, the yellow light on the fist became even brighter, and it attacked Ye Fan at an extremely fast speed.

The distance between the two was too close, Ye Fan couldn't dodge the attack so close at hand, so he simply put the blazing battle ax in front of him, and took the blow with the face of the axe.

It's just that the attack of a soul master was not so easy to follow up. Even with Ye Fan's physical strength, he was still attacked by this attack and was repelled by a distance of seven or eight meters.

Spitting out the blood in his mouth, Ye Fan stared coldly at Xiong Po's figure, he knew he was careless this time.

Especially when Xiong Po mentioned his family, it made him a little distracted, which is a big taboo in battle.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, calming down the churning qi and blood in his body, as well as some of his upper minds, Ye Fan held the flaming battle axe, and jumped out towards Xiong Po with all his strength.

At the same time, the light on the three soul rings lit up one by one, making his speed a bit faster.

Ye Fan's speed was very fast, so fast that he looked like a soul master of the agility attack department, and the distance between the two quickly drew them closer.

When Xiong Po reacted, Ye Fan's flaming battle ax had appeared above his head again.

"Split the head."

(End of this chapter)