Douluo's first ruthless man

Not long after, the waiter in black came to the studio below and whispered a few words to the beautiful female host.

The female host named Lily was stunned for a moment, and then left with some disappointment.

Immediately afterwards, two middle-aged men in formal wear took her place, and one of them shouted loudly with an explosive voice:

"Loyal viewers of the Soto Spirit Arena, do you still remember who I am? Let me see your hands!"

The audience in the stands were stunned, then raised their hands and burst into cheers.

Zhao Wuji, who was sitting in the audience, watched this scene, turned to Flanders beside him and said:

"Look! It's the two of them who are hosting today, Kud and Batu! It's been a long time since I've seen this golden pair!"

Flanders is also a little curious. These two are veteran hosts of the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena. Since they were both promoted to Soul Emperors a few years ago, they rarely host them in person. He didn't expect to see them today. Both showed up.

"Hey, I'll be lucky to have them host it in person later. The contestant who will appear later will probably be at least the Soul Emperor." Flanders, who was originally a little sleepy, now his eyes lit up.

After hearing this, Zhao Wuji was also very happy. He is a level seventy-six soul saint, and has basically no interest in battles below the soul king level.

But if he was fighting against two soul emperors, it would be enough to arouse his excitement.

At this time, the two hosts on the stage stretched out their hands and made a downward gesture, indicating to the audience to lower their volume.

Soul Emperor Batu spoke first: "Hey, guys! Let us guess who is going to play tonight? Haha, don't give in! He is the pride of our Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena. He once won forty-nine The ace player with a winning streak, Yan!"

At this point, many viewers in the audience began to scream at the Soul Emperor Kud in the studio.

"Guys, I know you won't forget it! The last time Yan played, he defended his honor with a clean victory! And our poor Mr. Kuder lost two thousand in this bet. Gold soul coins!" Soul Emperor Batu said, winking at his old partner beside him.

The audience looked at the two people on the big screen and couldn't help but burst into laughter and boos:

"Continue to suppress Yan and lose!"

"Suppress him with another two thousand gold soul coins!"

"Don't be cowardly, it's just reckless!"

......

At this time, the camera on the screen showed Soul Emperor Kud, who was trying to make a sad expression: "Batu, you know, I never lose twice in a row! So, this time I will still suppress Yan Shu! And when he is beaten to the ground by his opponent, he will be given a close-up shot!" Soul Emperor Kud said viciously on the big screen.

"Hey..."

As soon as Soul Emperor Kud's words came out, the audience booed.

"Hey, Kud, did you hear that? There are many people in the audience who expect you to lose even your underwear!" Batu continued to tease.

"Haha, Batu. If your hobby is collecting underwear, I can help you suggest to the boss that you change your partner to a beautiful host named Sisi or Lily! In this way, on a lonely night, you can Maybe you can put those underwear to good use!" Kuder immediately responded.

"Cooder, I'm going to sue you for murder! If this is really the case, I believe that many male viewers present are already thinking about how to kill me!" Batu said with a smirk.

Sure enough, this conversation triggered a series of shouts in the audience.

It has to be said that as senior hosts of the Soul Fighting Arena, they are very good at mobilizing the atmosphere at the scene.

Seeing that the audience was already being heated up, Batu raised his voice at the right time: "Well, now we invite contestants to take the stage! The first to take the stage is the thirty-nine-level attack-type soul master, our ever-victorious little prince, Yan!"

Kud also took over the words at this time: "Yan's opponent today is the level 36 attack soul master, Yasuo, who possesses the black dragon spirit!"

"Please, viewers, give your cheers and shouts to the two of you!"

......

"Hey, I didn't expect Yu Tiansuo to be the first one. His alias is so weird, third brother!" Xiao Wu waved to Yu Tiansuo on the stage and said to Tang San beside him.

Tang San looked at Yu Tiansuo with bright eyes and said: "This is the first time I see Yu Tiansuo fighting against an opponent of similar level. I have to observe it carefully!"

At this time, the big screen switched to the arena.

Standing on one side of the ring was Yan in a black robe. His eyebrows were raised and his face was like a crown jewel.

Opposite Yan, Yu Tiansuo was wearing a fiery red cloak, a piece of gleaming armor as a bonus, and a grimace mask on his face. The whole person looks very coquettish and funny.

The audience present burst into laughter when they saw this outfit.

This made Flanders and Zhao Wuji look at each other.

Zhao Wuji looked very unhappy, and he complained angrily: "What kind of fancy job is this boy Yu Tiansuo doing! Where did you get this outfit!? With this outfit, I would be embarrassed to say that even if I win, He is one of our own!"

Flender's focus was completely different from that of Zhao Wuji. He lowered his voice excitedly:

"Tiansuo is so good, he deserves to be my student!

You see, his operation has made his odds almost hit a new high in the Soul Fighting Arena!

Lao Zhao, hurry up, let’s bet on Tiansuo to win!

This wave, this wave we are going to send out! ”

At the same time, the VIP room of Douhun Arena.

Both Yuzhu and Hua Teng looked embarrassed. It was neither wrong to laugh nor not to smile. The atmosphere instantly solidified.

After all, Hua Teng has been in business for a long time, and now he shows his sophisticated side.

He handed a cup of tea to Yuzhu's hands and said without changing his face: "Elder Yuzhu, I have to say, our young master is really thoughtful!"

The corners of Yuzhu's eyes twitched, and he complained in his mind whether the other party could still have some bottom line, and he was still bragging even though he was like this.

Hua Teng said calmly: "Young Master Yu, he probably wants to hide his appearance and identity. Look at his outfit and how well he hides himself. No one can recognize him."

When the conversation changed, he took a sip of tea and continued: "Actually, Young Master Yu doesn't have to be like this. Our Soul Fighting Arena will never reveal his true identity to the outside world."

After hearing this, Yuzhu could only helplessly laugh twice, drank his cup of tea in one breath, and turned his eyes to his young master in the ring.

At this time, Yu Tiansuo was standing under the spotlight of the arena, looking up to the sky and spreading his arms, listening to the shouts of countless spectators.

At this moment, he felt vaguely like crying.

In his first life, when he was still called Chen Suo, he had also imagined this moment.

He wants to prove himself!

He wants to play in the professional league with his favorite hero - Yasuo!

He had practiced hard for countless days and nights, but in the end, he did not realize this dream until his death.

Therefore, when he registered in the Soul Fighting Arena, he decisively used the name Yasuo, which could be regarded as making up for and explaining his past life.

However, people's emotions are not connected. While Yu Tiansuo was excited and emotional, Yan across from him only felt angry and disgusted.

Yan clenched his fists. In his eyes, his opponent's funny outfit, coupled with the way he opened his arms and looked up at the spotlight, looked like a clown.

His teeth were chattering, and he was roaring in his heart: "Why! Why should I lose to the clown in front of me!"

Yan has been a proud child since he was a child. Last year, he had a chance to skyrocket.

But in the end, the red archbishop from Wuhun Palace chose his brother, Yan, and gave up on him.

From then on, he practiced desperately just to prove to the archbishop that it was wrong to give up on him!

But now, Hua Teng actually wants him to lose to this little-known person on the other side, who is as funny as a clown!

Not convinced!

He is not convinced!

He wants to defeat his opponent! Beat the clown in front of him until he kneels down and begs for mercy!

He wants everyone to know that he is right! It's you who are wrong!

Thinking of this, Yan's anger filled his heart.

"Fire Lord, possessed!"

He roared at Yu Tiansuo, released his martial spirit, and his whole body was ignited with raging flames.

Yu Tiansuo also stared at Yan in front of him. The flames ignited on the other person's body made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But it was just discomfort.

He didn't understand why the other party stared at him with eyes filled with hatred, but he didn't want to understand either.

Yu Tiansuo is by no means a good person. He said coldly: "Put away that look in your eyes. I don't understand why you hate me and even want to kill me. But I promise, I will kill you with one move!"

The next moment, Yu Tiansuo possessed his martial soul and gave himself the two enhanced states of dragon transformation and annihilation fury.

In an instant, Yan suddenly disappeared in place.

He roared and hit Yu Tiansuo in the chest with his flaming fist!

boom!

A loud roar like thunder filled the ears of all the spectators in the stands.

I saw.

Yan, like a bird that hit a rock, was knocked upside down and fell off the ring.

But Yu Tiansuo stood there, seemingly not moving a step.

Only the cracked ground under his feet, like a spider web, proved what had just happened.

The great soul fighting arena, which was originally bustling with noise, instantly fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

The next moment, a huge sound wave formed by countless cheers almost lifted the ceiling.

"Yasuo! Yasuo! Yasuo!"

Countless people shouted this name excitedly. They were deeply shocked by this crushing victory.

The referee on the scene slowly raised Yu Tiansuo's hand above his head with trembling arms and announced loudly: "The winner of this game, Yasuo!"

The huge cheers at the scene drowned everything out again.

At the same time, Kuder and Batu looked at each other awkwardly in the studio.

They didn't expect the game to end like this, and they didn't even have time to say a comment.

"We have to do something. We just sat stupidly in the studio for almost the whole time. The boss will probably be very dissatisfied." Batu frowned and spoke.

When Kuder heard this, he was thoughtful.

After a moment, he grabbed the microphone, ran out of the studio, and jumped onto the ring.

He was determined to use a wonderful winning interview to restore his status in the boss's heart, even if it was not his fault that the game ended too quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Yasuo! I am Kud, the host of the Soto Spirit Arena. You just won the game, how do you feel now?" Kud took the microphone and asked Yu Tiansuo loudly. .

"It can be seen that the boy named Yan wanted to get rid of me, so I got rid of him first." Yu Tiansuo replied calmly.

"Then I can think that Yan did not pose any threat to you in the game just now, right?" Cooder continued to ask with a wink. He is very good at provoking controversial topics.

"You can't say that. He just successfully threatened my clothes and even burned a hole in them." Yutian Suohun said nonchalantly, not hiding his poor sense of humor.

"Oh? Could it be that your outfit has any special significance?" Kud looked at Yu Tiansuo's outfit curiously.

After hearing this, Yu Tiansuo straightened his fiery red cloak, then flicked the armor on his body and the mask on his face, then smiled slightly and said: "Meaning? If you really want to hear it, I can tell you. ”

Kuder's eyes lit up, and his instinct told him that the other party might make a big revelation!

So he approached the microphone and said, "Speak quickly! I believe that all the audience in the Soul Fighting Arena are as curious as me!"

Yu Tiansuo laughed, grabbed the microphone, and said at the highest volume:

"Have you seen my equipment?

The Japanese are fighting against Landry!

Meat-packed Yasuo, beef!

I asked, who else! ? ”