Douluo: Capturing the Goddess from Qian Renxue

Chapter 80 Take the head on the left wooden item lightly
"who are you?"

Qin Ming suddenly stared at Feng Hao vigilantly, unexpectedly able to pronounce his student's name so accurately.

This made him have to think, does Feng Hao have any purpose?
He even thinks that Feng Hao is here for their Huangdou team?

"You don't need to know who I am. If you don't agree, I won't force it." Feng Hao said.

"What is your purpose of seeing her?" Qin Ming asked.

"We're all about the same age. If you want to get to know each other and have a cup of tea together, that's okay!" Feng Hao said with a smile.

"Same age? How old are you?" Qin Ming asked.

"eighteen."

"I can't agree to you, but if you agree to our request, you can invite her. If she is willing, it's up to her to decide. Also, even if she agrees to you, if you dare to do too much to her I, as a teacher, will definitely kill you." Qin Ming said solemnly.

"Okay! Then let her decide! After all, forcing things is meaningless." Feng Hao said.

"Then I wish you success first." Qin Ming said.

"Prepare some wine, and after I finish the battle, I will come to drink with you." Feng Hao said.

"Okay!" Qin Ming said straightforwardly.

……

In the Great Soul Arena, the main stadium can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Because today's battle came too fast, it is impossible to fill up the seats.

However, there were more than 2 people in the audience.

Most of them watched other games before, but now that they know about such an exciting game, they naturally won't leave and stay here.

In the field, a bunny girl stepped forward and said with a loudspeaker soul guide: "Everyone, I think you already know the battle that is about to take place. This is a death fight, and it is also a new battle in our soul fighting field." Old showdown."

"The old man is Zuo Mu. I believe that the audience who pay attention to the death fight must know him. He has participated in thirteen death fights in the Soul Sect Field."

"As for the newcomer, the sword master Wuming, a level 45 soul sect, challenged Zuo Mu by leapfrogging. I don't know if there is any ultimate move."

"The sword master Wuming's martial soul is the Sword of Immortal Execution, and the soul ring and soul skills are unknown. Next, let everyone witness it together with Doudou."

After the bunny girl finished speaking, wings appeared from her back and flew into the air.

Her martial soul is a pigeon, which has no combat power, but has the advantage of flying.

She flew into the air, and said loudly: "I invite you below, level 46 Soul Sect, Zuo Mu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man in his 30s with a face like old tree bark.

When he came up, there were still many fans in the audience.

Those fans shouted Zuo Mu's name loudly, and they were extremely excited.

His fans are all concerned about life and death, and they all like blood.

Seeing life and death at this time, they naturally began to get excited.

"Please, level 45 Soul Sect, Sword Master Wuming!"

Feng Hao walked up slowly at this time, when he went up, he only heard the voices from below.

However, the voices are all female.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Handsome guy, why do you want to fight life and death!"

"Isn't it good to come into my sister's arms?"

"Woooo! Such a handsome person will soon be gone."

……

There are also those who scold, most of them are those fierce men who pay attention to life and death.

"Where's the **** Sword Master? I think it's just a little boy, he went to the wrong place!"

"Could it be that she was abandoned by a rich woman, can't she think about it?"

"Wait, can you resist Zuo Mu's three moves?"

……

For the audience, those who praised and those who abused were basically evenly divided.

Moreover, those who praised him basically praised his appearance.

They all feel sorry for him, no one thinks that he can win.

And at this time, on the side of the Huangdou team.

Yufeng said to Yu Tianheng: "Boss, do you think this person can deal with Zuo Mu?"

"In my opinion, embroidered pillows are not useful." Dugu Yan complained.

"It's hard to say, I can't see anything." Yu Tianheng said.

"I think this person can win." Ye Lingling's cold voice came this time.

"Lingling, do you like to contradict me today, do you trust him so much?" Duguyan was speechless, her relationship with Ye Lingling is not bad on weekdays!

Moreover, Ye Lingling doesn't talk much on weekdays, but today she has talked for a few days.

"I just look at the confidence in his eyes, I believe he can beat that Zuo Mu." Ye Lingling analyzed.

"Whether you succeed or not, I hope it will be a wonderful battle!" Yu Tianheng said.

Yu Tianheng has spoken, and the others will stop talking about other things, so let's watch the battle on the stage with peace of mind!
After Feng Hao came up, he took a look at the opponent's Zuo Mu.

It's just a simple look, after all, he will be a dead person soon, and it's not worth watching more.

Zuo Mu looked at Feng Hao, and said sarcastically: "Boy, is it possible for a boy like you to come here? Did you make a mistake when you signed up?"

"Why is a dead person talking so much nonsense?" Feng Hao said coldly.

He circulated his soul power, poured it into Zhuxian Sword, and was ready to fight.

"Boy, you are so arrogant, let me see how powerful your shit Zhuxian Sword is."

Although Zuo Mu is very contemptuous, as a person who has won thirteen rounds in life-and-death battles, he is still very cautious.

If you lose, you don't want to be like a game. If you lose, you just admit defeat.

If he lost, he would be dead, so he naturally didn't dare to act recklessly.

He directly activated his martial soul, and at the same time, the four soul rings under his feet slowly rose.

Four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, appeared, and people began to look forward to Feng Hao's soul ring.

Zuo Mu saw that Feng Hao hadn't acted yet, and he was not polite, so he used his soul skills on the spot.

"The first soul skill, purple camphor spreading!"

He exhausted his soul power, and on the ring, the purple camphor trees began to appear. The purple leaves looked like flowers, and they were very beautiful.

Looking at these crazy growing trees, Feng Hao held the sword in his hand, his figure was like lightning, and rushed towards the purple camphor tree in an instant.

"What does he want to do?"

Seeing Feng Hao rushing over like this, Zuo Mu panicked.

He hastily cast the fourth soul skill.

"The fourth soul skill, purple camphor poison barrier!"

His soul power was exhausted, and he saw poison barriers starting to release from those purple camphor trees.

Xiang Fenghao surrounded him.

He only saw the sword dancing in Feng Hao's hand, and saw the flashing light of the sword, but Feng Hao's sword was not seen at all.

The hand can only see afterimages.

The sword energy radiated from him, the sword energy spread out, and the purple camphor trees fell one by one, neatly, showing the sharpness of the sword energy.

Wherever Feng Hao passed by, the purple camphor tree fell, and the poison barrier dissipated.

When Feng Hao arrived in front of Zuo Mu, it was only a few moments.

Zuo Mu felt the cold front on his neck, his forehead was sweating, and his body was trembling.

He had already killed thirteen soul sects here, but he didn't expect to be killed now.

He thought that he would be killed by such a weak-looking person.

He said in a trembling voice: "Are you really level 45 soul power?"

"Do you think they don't test in the Soul Arena?" Feng Hao asked back.

"Yes, unfortunately, I can't see what your soul skills are." Zuo Mu said regretfully.

"Your strength is not worthy of seeing." After Feng Hao said, with a wave of his hand, Zuo Mu's good man's head flew down.

　Chapter 4, please recommend a ticket!
　　


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