Douluo: the white tiger is proud of the world

After hearing Ye Xuan's voice, Tie Xiong stretched out his hand, took the handed golden soul card, and said, "Yes, young master."

Ye Xuan waved his hands and didn't care about Tie Xiong's words. Instead, he put his arms around Qian Renxue and asked: "Xue'er, do you still want to eat that pastry? If you want to eat, just ask Tie Xiong to bring some back. .”

"Then let's take some back. There's nothing to do anyway, so just kill time." Qian Renxue looked at the competition table below, with a bored look in her eyes.

"Tie Xiong, remember to bring back three pieces of pastries." After Ye Xuan ordered, his eyes were on the competition stage.Although he didn't know what Qing Sheng's odds were, he knew that Qing Sheng would definitely win.And if he wins against Qingsheng and evens out the odds, then he will definitely make a profit without losing anything.

After hearing Ye Xuan's instructions, Tie Xiong took the Golden Soul Card and walked out of the box.As soon as he walked out of the box, he took out his golden soul card from his body and prepared to place a bet.

There are two young masters and young ladies, and if there is a soul-fighting competition, the only thing I can do is win, and that is a guaranteed profit without losing any money.After all, among people of the same level, it is impossible for anyone to be able to compare with the young master and the young lady.

Therefore, as long as you win by betting, it is basically equivalent to making money for free...

Tie Xiong quickly came to the place where the bets were placed, took a look at the odds of both sides, and first placed a bet with his own golden soul card, before Ye Xuan's golden soul card evened the odds.After everything was done, Tie Xiong walked toward the private room with three pastries in his hands with a smile on his face...

On the competition stage, Qing Sheng looked at the opponent in front of him, feeling a long-lost fighting spirit in his heart.In order to respect his opponent, Qingsheng released his Qinglong martial soul, and his body flashed: yellow, yellow, purple and purple, and four soul rings.

"Qing Sheng, Wuhun - Qinglong, level 43 attack system, four-ring fighting soul sect." Qing Sheng looked at the person in front of him and made a starting gesture.

"Wang Zhong, martial soul - Red Fire Ape, level 47 attack system, four-ring fighting soul sect." Wang Zhong looked at Qingsheng, also released his martial soul, and reported his own martial soul and soul power level.

It's just that there is a little solemnity in Wang Zhong's eyes. Although his soul power is four levels higher than Qing Sheng, he feels a kind of suppression from the essence of Qing Sheng's martial spirit.And since he was suppressed, he originally had [-]% of his strength, but now he can only use [-]% of it, which is a full [-]% of his strength.

Therefore, Wang Zhong felt that this time his opponent was a bit unusual. If he wanted to win, he had to go all out.Otherwise, my chances of winning may be very slim.

The host standing in the field, after seeing that neither side was ready, immediately said: "It seems that both sides are ready. Then, the competition officially begins!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Wang Zhong took the lead in rushing towards Qing Sheng, leaping up high, clenching his right hand into a fist, and the soul power in the fist was constantly gathering, and attacked Qing Sheng directly.

Qing Sheng saw the incoming fist and quickly thought of a way to defend himself.And judge how he will attack next time and how he should counterattack.

Qingsheng stretched out a palm to block the fists from the kings, and his body tilted upward.The kings, on the other hand, moved towards Qing Sheng instinctively.However, his attack had already been seen by Qing Sheng, so it was directly avoided by Qing Sheng and did not hurt Qing Sheng at all.

Qing Sheng saw the door in front of him wide open, and the hand holding his fist exerted a strong force.Caught off guard, Wang Zhong leaned forward. Qing Sheng's left hand clenched into a fist and instantly attacked Wang Zhong's chest.The kings had no way to defend themselves now, they could only watch Qing Sheng's fist fall on them.

In just a blink of an eye, Wang Zhong felt severe pain in his chest, and then his body flew out and landed heavily on the ground.

After the kings got up from the ground, they looked like the Qing Sage in front of them. The fourth soul ring on their bodies flashed rapidly, blazing flames appeared on their hands, and the temperature on the field gradually increased.

"The fourth soul skill: Furious Red Flame!"

Without any hesitation, the kings directly attacked Qing Sheng.The palms burning with flames were like two blazing fireballs, constantly attacking the vital points of Qing Sheng's body.

However, Qingsheng himself has very rich combat experience, and he can accurately judge the direction of the king's attack every time, so he can block or avoid the king's attack sideways.

"It's over." Qing Sheng looked at the kings who were constantly attacking and smiled, and the fourth soul ring on his body began to flicker.

Qing Sheng stretched out a hand, and the light cyan soul power in his hand was constantly gathering. There was a vibrant aura emanating from his body, and a high-pitched dragon roar sounded behind him.

"The fourth soul skill: Qinglong - Dragon Soul!"

A high-pitched dragon roar rose in the field, and a lifelike green dragon, the dragon soul, flew out from Qingsheng's hand and attacked directly towards the kings.

When Wang Zhong heard the sound, his eyes were a little dazed. When he reacted, his body had been knocked out by the dragon soul and fell directly to the ground outside the field.

Seeing this, Qing Sheng was a little disappointed, and the fighting spirit that had just risen in his heart disappeared again.He originally thought that Wang Zhong would be a very high opponent, but it turned out that he overestimated Wang Zhong and underestimated his own strength.Fortunately, he stopped his attack just now and did not attack with all his strength.Otherwise, Wang Zhong would not only be kicked out of the competition, but would at least be seriously injured.

After the host saw that the winner was decided, he immediately said: "The winner of this soul fighting competition is our Qinglong player."

After Qing Sheng heard the host's words, he had no intention of staying on the scene.He took out the wine bottle, took a sip of wine, and walked directly outside the arena. His game was over and he could leave without having to listen to the host's words on the pitch...

In the box, Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue watched the entire process of the Qingsheng competition.Qian Renxue ate the pastry and said, "Qing Sheng's combat experience is still very rich, but his combat style is a bit conservative."

Qian Renxue's own fighting style is also to think about how to defend first and then choose to attack.However, she uses seven points for offense and three points for defense, so as to achieve both offense and defense.

Qingsheng's style is to look for the opponent's flaws in defense, bring the opponent into his own fighting rhythm, and then strike back.To put it simply, it is to first understand your attack method, then look for flaws in your moves, and then use your flaws to counterattack.

Although the fighting style is relatively conservative, as long as the gap in soul power is not too big, Qingsheng can slowly win.Because the longer the time goes, the more flaws the opponent will reveal, and the greater the chance of Qing Sheng's victory.