Douluo Zhibo Madara

"This is called the Three Ring Soul Lord." Ma Hongjun suddenly stood up from his seat on the stage and screamed in shock.

This little fat man spoke out the thoughts of everyone present. Yes, this is called the Three Ring Soul Lord.

There is no doubt that Madara's crazy fighting style left a deep impression on everyone, leaving everyone immersed in deep shock.

"It's indeed a bit abnormal," Flanders said solemnly, adjusting his glasses.

If Dai Mubai and his group can be called monsters, then Madara can only be described as monsters.

To be honest, for such a powerful three-ring soul master, Fred had traveled extensively when he was young, but with such insane fighting power, even a four-ring soul master would not give in to him.

If Madara knew about it, he would definitely be furious. It’s not like the Soul Sect has never killed anyone before.

But the discussion at this time will not affect the continuation of the game at all.

Dai Mubai's figure was shaking a little, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which made his friends on the stage worried and even wanted to rush down to save others.

"Boss Dean Dai is going to die," Oscar said in a panic.

"Dean, please save people." Even Tang San couldn't help it at this time and suggested to the dean.

"We have to believe in Mubai." Fred shook his head, his eyes full of trust in Dai Mubai.

"I haven't lost yet." Dai Mubai vaguely heard the voices of his friends at this time. The pain caused by biting the tip of his tongue made him sober in an instant.

"It seems that you still don't realize the difference between you and me." Madara still had such an indifferent expression, not being touched in the slightest.

"Then let me see, what's the gap between you and me?" Dai Mubai's spirit of refusing to admit defeat infected everyone present.

No matter the disparity in strength, Dai Mubai would not stop punching because of this.

"Roar" Dai Mubai roared with a hunched figure and charged towards him with a fierce momentum.

The injured beast is the scariest thing

Dai Mubai felt that his condition had never been so good. The pain in his body seemed to have turned into stimulants, making his body enter a state of excitement.

Dai Mubai arrived in an instant, stretched out his hands and grabbed at Madara's shoulders.

Madara didn't dodge, he just stood there stunned like an indestructible rock, rooted firmly in place.

Dai Mubai's huge force hit Ban's shoulder, and the huge counter-shock force was directed into the ground along Ban's body, even causing a layer of dust to build up under Ban's feet, and even a few cracks appeared on the stone slabs on the ground. , which shows how powerful Dai Mubai's attack was.

Unfortunately, it had no impact on Ban at all. Dai Mubai's attack disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

"Are you tickling me?" Ban arrogantly crossed his arms and raised his head to look at Dai Mubai who was trying his best in front of him.

"Really?" Dai Mubai no longer looked handsome as before, with a smile of success on his charred face.

Dai Mubai just rushed over and slapped Madara's shoulders hard for just a moment. At this time, Dai Mubai still didn't slow down.

Taking advantage of the inertia of forward motion, Dai Mubai pressed his hands on Madara's shoulders and turned forward suddenly.When his feet landed on the ground again, he used his waist strength to throw Madara out.

Ban was thrown into the air, a little surprised, but not panicked. Dai Mubai's trashy image in his eyes changed slightly. At least he knew how to adapt and was not so trashy.

For a moment, the audience exclaimed, as if they were the ones fighting on the field and feeling the same thing.

"That's great." Ma Hongjun's face was full of joy. He clenched his fist with his left hand excitedly and hammered his palm hard.

"It's not good," Tang San didn't feel happy because of this. Instead, he frowned and thought in his heart.

If nothing else happened, the person on the field might really be Brother. With Tang San's understanding of him, there was absolutely no way that Madara would lose to such a little trick.

But the fact is that Madara seemed to be caught off guard and was thrown into the air, immediately losing the right to take the lead.You can only passively defend and get beaten.Tang San was puzzled by this performance.

Dai Mubai's eyes lit up, and the second soul ring behind him burst out with dazzling light, shooting out dazzling white light waves towards Madara in mid-air.

White Tiger Light Wave

"Beautiful!" Fred patted the railing of the stand and admired sincerely.

Whether it was the control of the fighter plane or the use of soul skills, Dai Mubai did his best, as if victory was already close at hand.

"It's just gravel, not even half as good as me." Madara, who was flying in the air, didn't panic at all. Instead, he curled up a disdainful smile, and the Uchiha fan fell into his hands.

The dazzling bright light waves made everyone present couldn't help but squint their eyes, and involuntarily looked up at the trace of blood-red in the dazzling white light.

The light beam as thick as a bucket had already shot in front of Madara, and was about to submerge Madara in it.

At this moment of victory, everything became extremely slow in Dai Mubai's eyes, and he could even see the relaxation and joy on the faces of his companions.

"Am I going to win?" he thought in his heart.But the slightly raised corner of Ban's mouth made Dai Mubai feel something was wrong.

"Hahahaha you please me" Madara's arrogant laughter sounded.

not good

At this critical moment, the fan that Madara was holding tightly hit the white beam of light with an indomitable momentum.

"Uchiha Rebound"

This white rainbow light, which was originally so fast, stopped abruptly. Instead, it was like being refracted by a mirror, and was deleted again after being hit hard by a fan.

"What?" Flanders opened his eyes in disbelief, shocked by the scene in front of him.

"How is that possible?" All the popcorn that Ma Hongjun originally stuffed into his mouth fell out from his open mouth, and he looked at the Soul Fighting Platform with dull eyes.

"What is this?" Dai Mubai had no time to react and could only reluctantly cross his arms in front of his chest to resist.

"Block me," Dai Mubai squeezed out every ounce of his soul power and roared in a vented manner.

boom

Dai Mubai was immediately blasted away by his soul skill. Like a kite with its string broken, it hit the wall hard and was even embedded in it.

Dai Mubai slowly slid down from the wall and lay weakly on the ground, like a spoiled rag doll.

"Are you unable to dance anymore?" Dai Mubai opened his eyes weakly and saw a pair of feet in front of him. He reluctantly raised his head. A pair of blood-stained eyes looked down at him condescendingly, and a pityful voice reached his ears.

"Ahem, how strong are you?" Dai Mubai asked Madara in a weak voice, with blood spilling from his mouth, and his evil eyes were all darkened.

"What's the gap between our expressions? Haven't you already experienced it?" Madara sneered and said with great pride.

"This is the power of Uchiha Madara." Madara turned around and looked up at the audience, but it gave people the illusion that Madara was looking down at the people.

"Uchiha Madara is so strong that it makes people despair." Such a thought flashed through Dai Mubai's mind, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.