Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 46 What is invincible
The three of Bibi Dong have already taken their seats.

Zhang Hen also announced, "Let the captains of the top sixteen teams come to the stage to draw lots."

There were 16 people in total, all of them came to the stage, keeping a certain distance from each other. Among the 16 people, there was only one woman, whom Yang Jian had never met before, but Ning Wu and Wu Qingcang were among them.

Zhang Hen glanced over everyone, and there were some small balls in his hands.

"Here are sixteen small balls with different numbers from one to sixteen on them. I will throw them all out later, and each of you depends on your ability."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Hen threw all the small balls in his hand into the sky, and Wu Qingcang jumped up first, aiming at the small ball at the highest place.

Yang Jian also jumped up and was in the middle of the crowd. Suddenly, a small ball landed in Yang Jian's hand at a strange angle.

Yang Jian glanced at Zhang Hen suspiciously, and Zhang Hen watched the contention of the crowd in the air without changing his expression.

The ball at the highest point has the most people competing for it, but also, with the arrogance of these people, how can they be willing to take the back seat.

However, everyone tacitly did not summon the martial soul. Seeing that Wu Qingcang was about to touch the ball, a man grabbed Wu Qingcang's leg.

Others also fell into trouble one after another, trying to use Wu Qingcang's body for strength, Wu Qingcang directly stepped on the head of the person who grabbed his leg.

It was obvious that this kick was not light, but the man still clenched his teeth and grabbed Wu Qingcang's leg tightly.

At this time, several people had surpassed Wu Qingcang's height, and Wu Qingcang stepped on the man's head again, this time the man was bleeding from all seven orifices, and let go of his hand weakly.

Wu Qingcang jumped up with his strength, and all the people in front of him were sent back to the ground with Wu Qingcang's punch.

Seeing Wu Qingcang's strength, everyone tacitly bypassed Wu Qingcang.

Zhang Hen caught the young man who was bleeding from seven orifices, and with both feet, he stepped on a soul king half to death without summoning the martial soul.

But Zhang Hen didn't say anything, just silently asked the healing soul master to take him down.

Soon everyone got the ball, but only one ball fell on the ring, and rolled down the ring.

The number of the ball in Yang Jian's hand is 7, and Yang Jian noticed that the number on the ball that rolled to the ground is 8. Is this a coincidence?

Zhang Hen asked everyone to call the balls to him in order, and after taking back all the balls, Zhang Hen announced.

"Each two adjacent numbers are opponents. Today's first game is between No. [-] No. [-] Body Sect and No. [-] Wan Yuan Sect."

"The captains of all teams, please step down, and the first single-player match between Noumenon Sect and Wanyuan Sect will start in 5 minutes."

When Yang Jian returned to the station, Yan quickly asked, "Captain, how is it? Who are our opponents?"

Yang Jian said speechlessly, "It seems to be the team whose captain almost died."

The rest of the people smiled excitedly. Isn't this a big leak?

Maybe only Yang Jian knows that this is definitely Zhang Hen's secret operation, which means he has no confidence in us, although Yang Jian disdains it.

But since it has already been done, there is no need to say it out to cause trouble for others. Even if it is done in secret, there will be absolutely no weaklings in the next round.

Yang Jian didn't break everyone's interest, but just ordered lightly, "Later, Yan will be the first to play in the singles competition. I noticed that our opponent only has one soul king, but he is already lying down."

"So I won't play in this match, and Xie Yue, you and Hu Liena don't use your martial soul fusion skills either."

"Are you confident?"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, how could a team composed of soul sects have no confidence, everyone said in unison, "Yes!"

The two sides of the game on the field have already entered the field, and Wu Qingcang's side is actually the first to enter the field.

On the side of Origin Sect is a delicate young girl who looks weak and weak.

Hu Liena introduced to Yang Jian, "The Origin Sect is also one of the hidden sects. It is said to be the oldest sect in history. It is said that it was established by the first soul master."

"They are close to nature. It is said that they can resonate with all things, so their strength has greatly increased, but they should not have fallen over the years."

"I heard from the teacher that there is only one very old Titled Douluo in Yuanyuan Sect to support the facade."

Yang Jian nodded, signaling Hu Liena to watch the game carefully.

The girl belonging to the Wanyuan Sect on the field had already summoned her martial spirit, except for a white ball of light in her hand, there was no other change.

Five rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black soul rings surround the girl's body, she is indeed a soul king.

Wu Qingcang didn't summon the Martial Soul, but stood proudly in place, but the girl from the Origin Sect felt great pressure.

Wu Qingcang just stood there, but it seemed that the whole sky was pressed down, and the air seemed to avoid it. Even though Wu Qingcang didn't make any movements, the girl felt as if she was suffocating.

Martial soul and soul ring didn't give her a sense of security, but as a true disciple of Wanyuan Sect, she couldn't give up no matter how powerful her opponent was!
The only black soul ring on the girl's body flashed.

"The fifth soul skill, the light of slowness."

The ball of light in the girl's hand began to emit a dazzling light.

But Wu Qingcang actually didn't know when he appeared in front of the girl, and he still didn't summon the martial soul.

Kicking the girl off the ring with one kick, Wu Qingcang stood proudly on the spot, looking at Zhang Hen.

Zhang Hen was obviously stunned for a moment, how could he be so strong, he didn't even notice Wu Qingcang's movements clearly, you must know that he didn't even summon Wuhun.

on the high platform.

The skinny old man was also a little shocked, this time there was no insinuation, "Is he the descendant of your Noumenon sect?"

Long Bushi smiled proudly, "That's right, it's like I used to be."

The old man said with a sarcasm, "If you were half of him back then, you would have been chased and killed by the old man three times."

Bibi Dong's complexion also changed slightly, but she quickly hid it.

on the VIP seat.

Ning Fengzhi asked softly, "Uncle Jian, have you seen it clearly, if you prefer to face him, you are somewhat sure."

Chen Xin shook his head, "It's true that he didn't summon a Martial Soul, and he still can't see anything."

On the arena, Zhang Hen announced.

"Ontology Zong vs. Origin Sect single-player match, the first Ontology Sect wins, and Origin Sect invites the next contestant to play."

Wu Qingcang got off the ring directly.

Zhang Hen frowned and asked, "Are you going to make a substitution? After the substitution, he won't be able to play again in the singles match."

Wu Qing said calmly at the Noumenon sect's residence, "It's still too weak for me to exercise my muscles and bones, so I'll leave it to you guys, Tian Can you go first."

After Wu Qingcang finished speaking, he began to close his eyes and meditate, Tian Can had no choice but to jump onto the ring.

Zhang Hen nodded and didn't say anything else.

Everyone in Wuhun Hall was also startled by Wu Qingcang, Yan asked dully, "Captain, are you sure you can match him?"

Yang Jian smiled confidently.

"You can trust me unconditionally, just because my name is Yang Jian."

　Sitting up in shock while dying, the king of votes was actually myself.

　　Does my own vote count?,,,,

　　I won’t add more updates today, I’ll recommend them on Sunday, and I’ll update them again

　　


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