Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

The first day is the individual competition, with a limit of 1,000 people, and a total of 500 games. The morning and afternoon are divided into 250 games, with soul masters numbered within 1,000 participating.

Each arena is a square game table, not too big, it has a number, and a soul master with a number of less than one thousand draws the same game table number as the opponent.

The rest of the people have dispersed. There are only 1,000 people left. There are spectators watching the game. There are also restrictions on spectators. There are four viewing platforms, each of which allows 800 spectators, which is three thousand. Two hundred spectators.

Even so, more than a thousand people are quite grand.

"Hao Xiao, what's your number?"

"Seven thousand four hundred and two, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete until the eighth day. How about you, Mingtian?"

"Uh... One hundred seventeen."

"Congratulations! There will be a game on the first day."

Hearing that Mingtian had a game on the first day, the teammates around him gathered around, and there seemed to be sympathetic expressions in their eyes.

"What are you looking at! How many are you guys?"

"Three thousand sixty-four."

"Five thousand and three."

"Twenty Seven Hundred Two."

"Fuck, there are thousands of people away? Longen, you can."

Everyone looked at Long En in unison, who just shrugged helplessly.

"Flap."

Jiang Ke came over and clapped his hands, looked at the students and said:

"Well, those of you who participate in the individual competitions first wish you good results, calm your mind, show your best strength, and prepare more late in the game. Are there any games today?"

"I……"

Mingtian raised his hand by himself.

"Come on, okay. It's all gone, do you want to stay and watch the game?"

"It doesn't have to be. I think we will cooperate again when we go back. Tomorrow is the team competition audition, and we need more practice."

"Yes."

So, no one cares about Mingtian at all, watching his next game, Mingtian alone, looking at these guys a little depressed.

"Look and see, what kind of brothers are they, I didn't come to the game to cheer me up."

"Huh! I hope my opponent will be more patient, I'm going."

Enraged to participate in the competition, the remaining six people looked at Mingtian, Long En asked:

"Are we really not going to see it?"

"It's a waste of time. How many can I beat him in this individual match? Don't worry about him. If I run into him later, I will shoot directly."

Hao Xiao said it jokingly, but that was true, everyone had no desire to look at it even after thinking about it, and had already begun to mourn Mingtian's opponent in advance.

"Go, go, I'm hungry."

Everyone dispersed, Ming Tian had already headed to his own stage, the fiftieth stage.

Halfway through, Xuehuangji, who hadn't seen him for a few days, came over and found him.

"Hey! Mingtian, you are playing today."

The keen Xuehuang machine quickly saw the numbered sign on Mingtian's chest.

"Well, go and see who ran into me so unlucky, my teammates didn't come to cheer me up, and I went back soon after that."

"Then I will cheer you up! Come on! I'll go watch your game."

"Thank you, the prince."

Smiling at Xuehuangji, Xuehuangji also smiled at Mingtian with a full smile.

The stage is easy to find, and when Mingtian arrives, he finds that his opponent has arrived.

There are referees on each stage. The referee saw Ming Tian coming over and urged:

"Hurry up on stage and start, I am your referee, remember not to kill people deliberately, or you will be disqualified from the game."

"understand."

Both sides said.

Ming Tian's opponent was an extremely burly and tall man. Judging from his appearance, he doubted whether his age was super-class.

"Hello, my name is Mingtian."

"Deng Wei, twenty-five years old, fifty-eighth level assault soul king, general shrouded in spirit!"

The tall Deng Wei said, an earth-yellow light burst out from his body, a piece of white cloth appeared from him, and a tall corpse appeared behind him, one eye was entangled by the cloth, and the other was exposed. , Very large.

It looked like a mummy alive.

Three yellows, one purple and one black are not the best spirit ring matching, but reaching the Soul King at the age of twenty-five, even the Peak Soul King is already very powerful.

"The first soul ability, corpse cloth!!"

"Wow!!"

The wide white corpse cloth flew out from the General Shroud and entangled towards Ming Tian. Ming Tian quickly avoided, his right arm lit up, and the demon sword Yingxue was in his hand.

"Spirit bone?"

Deng Wei had a discerning eye, and a soul master with a soul bone was obviously not good at dealing with it. The third soul ring lit up and countless bone claws under Ming Tian's feet grabbed his ankle.

Huangquan Corpse Claw!

"Yan Xue Shi Bing Wu!!!"

"Boom bang bang bang bang!"

The slashed blade of the snow smashed the corpse claws, Ming Tian jumped up, the torso lit up, flying skills, eight-winged volley control!

"Boy, you have a lot of soul bones! Could it be that you want to use your soul bones to defeat me?"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Bone Corruption Fist!!"

"boom!"

The yellow shadow of the fist swung towards Ming Tian, ​​this fist had a corrosive characteristic.

"Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion!"

"whisper!"

A scorpion soul mark lit up from Mingtian's feet, which was the three-tailed scorpion spirit that Mingtian hadn't used for a long time.

Four spirit rings floated from Mingtian. Two yellows and two purples were the best match. There was no doubt that Deng Wei was surprised all afternoon. He thought Mingtian should be similar to his own spirit power level. Thinking of it turned out to be the Soul Sect, this year, the Soul Sect has two soul bones?

"Uh, let me think about what spirit abilities are the Dark Demon Three-Tailed Scorpion?"

The four spirit rings moved in rhythm, Ming Tian scratched his head, and he couldn't remember too many spirits, he couldn't remember it himself, and the dark magic three-tailed scorpion was useless for a long time.

"Boy! Are you kidding me?"

Deng Wei was furious when he saw him. How could a soul master not remember his soul skills? Looking at Mingtian's appearance, he didn't put him in the eye.

"Second spirit ability, slow corpse energy!!"

"puff!"

A group of yellow air currents erupted from Deng Stall, and began to fill the competition arena. This corpse energy had the effect of slowing down movements, and it was good for dealing with Min Gong type spirit masters.

"The second spirit ability, cold ice scorpion poison!!"

"Huh!!!!"

The blue poisonous mist also sprayed from the mouth of the Dark Demon Three-Tailed Scorpion. The cold ice scorpion venom has great cold and cold toxicity.

"The third spirit ability, dark scorpion ball!!"

"Suddenly!!!"

Several energy **** were spit out from the mouth of the Dark Demon Three-Tailed Scorpion, attacked Deng Wei, and began to explode.

"Fourth Soul Ability, Scorpion Shadow Cut!!"

"Huh!!!"

Dark Demon Three-Tailed Scorpion Two pairs of huge scorpion claws are joined together, a group of purple light bursts, and then the purple scissors phantom erupts from the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion’s scorpion claws, forming a huge phantom energy scissors, cut To the General Shroud.

"Fifth Soul Ability, Explosion of Corpse!!"

The General Shroud squeezed a huge fist, and there were several more rotting corpses near Mingtian, and then a burst of yellow light burst out from the corpses, the explosion sounded, and violent energy explosions appeared around Mingtian.

"Deep sea whale guard!"

The azure defensive enchantment enveloped Mingtian, and Mingtian’s torso lit up again, shutting out the surrounding corpses from explosions ~www.NovelMTL.com~ twice? Could it be a hundred thousand year soul bone? ! "

Deng Wei was surprised, really? How can it be possible that a soul school has a hundred thousand year soul bone?

"Shibu!!"

Two pieces of corpse cloth stretched out from Deng's arm and wrapped them around Mingtian. Deng's fifth and third two soul skills were used again, and with the use of them, Mingtian brought him more and more surprises.

"Punishment of Cthulhu!!"

The energy aftermath of the explosion has not dissipated, naturally no one can see the situation of Mingtian inside. A purple long light shoots at the General Shroud at an extremely fast speed. Deng Wei wants to resist, but finds that the light has no substantial damage to him. , He just can't move.

"Snow and ghost thorns!!"

At the next moment, Ming Tian had reached behind Deng Wei, and the Snow Blade in his hand broke out countless black blade blows again, which was not something that Deng Wei who was still in his body could resist.

"Deng Stall is out!"

The referee quickly made a judgment and stopped Mingtian’s blow. The evil spirit’s punishment effect on Deng Wei ended. He looked at Mingtian and didn’t believe that he had just lost. He lost to someone whose level was lower than himself. Soul Sect.

"Accepted!"

"Huh, what trick did you use just now? And your soul bone, one hundred thousand years?"

"Sorry, no comment."

"At a young age, I have a lot of soul bones on my body. We will meet again. If you participate in a team competition, I come from the corpse sect."

"Zombie Sect?"

He was surprised to recite the name of this sect, Ming Tian had obviously never heard of it.

At this time Deng Wei had already left, and Ming Tian successfully won this game.

"Hehe, congratulations, Mingtian, I really look forward to meeting you again in the individual competition."

Mingtian turned his head and looked at the incoming person, it turned out to be...