Douluo's opening one dragon

The moment the performance started, Deng Jiang and Tang Hao's explosive strength was enough to destroy the world.

Tang Hao first showed his martial soul. The six soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black of the Clear Sky Hammer were extremely dazzling, and attracted most of the audience's attention.

Some of the audience were cheering, and some were saying something that fans love about Tang Hao.

"No. 250, if you don't show your soul ring anymore, you might be crushed by my martial soul." Tang Hao said, but there was no reminder in the movements of his hands.

His strength has been challenged by others, and he must regain some face. Solving Deng Jiang, who is not very popular here, can bring him back the glory that belongs to him.

He has practiced for dozens of years, just to break through the legendary system, find Tang Chenhe and become a god in the sky, and become a god.

Therefore, his self-confidence must not be affected, and he must hit that realm with a perfect posture.

With unparalleled aura, the Clear Sky Hammer went straight to Deng Jiang's head.

Are you scared?

Tang Hao was a little surprised to see that Deng Jiang didn't move at all, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

Everyone saw that the Haotian Hammer hit Deng Jiang's body with a "touch", and the explosion caused by the contact between the soul power and the human body made it difficult for the audience to see anything clearly.

But Tang Hao's eyes did not show the joy brought by victory, but full of panic, he only felt the blood in his body rushing back.

What did he just see?The moment his Clear Sky Hammer was about to touch Deng Jiang.

There was no fear on Deng Jiang's face, he moved, only moved a little, only stretched out his right hand, wanting to catch the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Hao was showing disdain at the time, thinking, how could anyone in this world be able to catch the Haotian Hammer that had already been swung down? He used to think conceitedly that my own hammer would be difficult for even a god to parry .

Because the full force of the Clear Sky Hammer is enough to severely injure existences beyond ten levels.

But when Deng Jiang's palm, the Haotian Hammer, the attacking spirit known as the best in the world, touched Deng for an instant.

The smoke dissipated, and Deng Jiang's left hand firmly grasped the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Silky golden cracks appeared on the Haotian Hammer.

The audience was silent.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, was caught, firmly caught.

Spitting out the blood in his mouth, Tang Hao's mouth was full of disbelief.

He originally wanted to use the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, but the hammer was caught and he couldn't use it at all.

"Too weak, I thought you were strong, I'm sorry, I let you out in the first game." Deng Jiangyao nodded her head, the disappointment in her eyes was not concealed.

Since no one saves face for himself, he doesn't need to be polite to his opponent.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't respond, and he didn't care whether he talked about martial arts or not, after finishing speaking, he controlled the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, and hit Lushan Shenglongba with the other hand.

The Clear Sky Hammer escaped from Tang Hao's control, and he himself flew into the sky, and fell heavily on the ground, losing his intuition.

bounty race.

In the first match, Deng Jiang played against Tang Hao.

Deng Jiang won completely.

The Clear Sky Hammer slowly disappeared along with its master's coma.

The eyes of the audience around him were wide open. This man was so quick, he was completely unreasonable, and he never dragged his feet when he did things. He was a ruthless person.

"Referee, announce the result." Deng Jiang reminded the referee who was still in a daze.

"Uh, uh, uh, No. 850 [-], Jiang Yue won." The referee nodded like a little chicken, then checked Tang Hao's body, and announced that Deng Jiang had won the victory.

The mouths of the audience around were wide open, and they couldn't help wondering.

What kind of situation is this? Could it be that this is a counterfeit match. A seventeenth-level soul master challenged a soul emperor after more than 30 levels, but won the soul emperor with a crushing posture, and nothing happened.

People around can't help but think of a legend.

It's the legend of the suspected Title Douluo who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Legend has it that he has skin that even women are jealous of. His appearance makes women lose their color when they see him, and they unconsciously have a crush on him.

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In terms of strength, although it is two levels higher than the legend of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, since the strength can be compressed to level [-], it must not be difficult to raise it to level [-].

Then Tang Hao didn't complain about losing, how can a titled Douluo be resisted by a soul emperor, and he didn't put in a bid to sell his head.

Deng Jiang stepped off the stage lightly, without showing any happy expression.

After all, for him now, beating the Soul Emperor is just like playing, and it has been like this since he just came into this world.

He still has a reason to stay in this state.

His eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to find the number in the row.

It's not good to rank yourself. If you want to rank 250, your own number is as bad as 38.

Deng Jiang complained in his heart, walked quickly to Bailong's side, and got bored with him.

Bailong ignored the gazes from the side, and talked intimately with Deng Jiang, and even ate tofu a few times from time to time.

Deng Jiang really wanted to say: Well, Sister Bai pays attention to her image.Don't eat my tofu.

However, he couldn't say anything.

His heart kept preventing him from saying such words.

As if his brain and heart were two ways.

The brain loves Gu Yuena, but the heart belongs to Bailong.

Love is a strange thing, and Deng Jiang can't figure it out.

The audience who had eaten countless dog food looked at the game tacitly, not paying attention to Deng Jiang's side.

A corner of Star Dou Fifth Arena.

The eyes were slightly blood-red, and the man in his 50s was full of murderous aura and stared at Deng Jiang firmly.

He ordered to the disciple next to him: "Go and investigate who is the person who defeated Hao'er."

"Yes, Sovereign." The disciple next to him clasped his hands in response, and quickly left, disappearing into the crowd. . .

"The murderous aura on him is so heavy, it's almost like the god who bewitched me. Could it be that he is the god who hides and bewitches himself, but...do I really want to go somewhere?" The eyes of this man are full of killing intent The old man murmured.

Looking away, fingers flicked on the table and chairs.

In the following duels, Deng Jiang won with absolute strength, as simple as drinking water, and ended the battle in a second.

This arena became his home field.

"This is the end?"

Standing on the final podium, Deng Jiang couldn't help but sigh.

The corner of the award presenter's mouth twitched when he heard it, but he didn't want to refute Deng Jiang as he did at the beginning.

Deng Jiang's strength has completely shocked them.

The total time for twelve games did not exceed 20 seconds, which is simply unique and amazing.

"Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue."

. . .

The audience in the audience kept shouting Deng Jiang's name. From then on, whenever they mentioned invincible in their hearts, Deng Jiang's name would automatically appear.

Seeing Tang Hao's previous luck floating above Deng Jiang's head, Bai Long couldn't help but smile.

This luck belongs to the way of heaven, and every once in a while, the way of heaven will distribute the power of luck to a lucky person.