God of Douluo level selection system

Chapter 1162 The Battle of the Ghost Clan

"It's nothing, it's just that Shasha happened to be awakening her bloodline, so there was such a big change." The Ghost King said seemingly casually.

But both elders knew that the Ghost King must not be telling the truth, because it is absolutely impossible for ghosts to awaken their bloodline to make such a big change in people. Some ghosts will even become weaker after awakening.

But now, since the Ghost King is unwilling to say anything, the two elders have no choice but to make some plans in their minds and wait until they win the game before asking the Ghost King about the secret.

Although the contestants brought by the two ghost clan elders are all carefully selected masters of the ghost clan, they can also be said to be very distinctive. One is extremely tall, and the other is thin and lean. Obviously, they all have their own unique fighting skills. Way.

Facing his two opponents, Modoluo didn't seem to show any timidity. Instead, he looked disdainful, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

In fact, it's no wonder. After all, in terms of strength, although these two people are considered masters, there is still a certain gap between them and Modaro. Such a gap cannot be easily bridged.

It is precisely because of this that the Ghost King is also very confident about this game and asked the two ghost clan elders: "You two, I don't know how you plan to compete to determine the outcome?"

The skinny elder of the ghost tribe said with a treacherous look on his face: "Hey, hey, do you need to say this? There are so many rules in our ghost tribe's competition. Of course, we compete in the most primitive way."

"Let the three of them fight together. The one standing at the end will of course be the winner! This way can best demonstrate the heroic spirit of our ghost clan, isn't it?"

The tall ghost clan elder on the side also echoed at this time: "Hahaha, yes, that's how it should be! After all, if you want to represent our ghost clan, you have to convince people."

The Ghost King frowned. The two men used such despicable methods just to bully the many and bully the few in the battle, so as to jointly deal with Modora and gain an advantage.

After all, although Modoro is strong, it will still be very difficult to deal with two enemies who are only slightly weaker than him, and such a game is not fair from the beginning.

But just when the Ghost King wanted to protest, Modoluo took a step forward and said with a confident look: "Okay! They are just two bastards, let me deal with you two at once, okay Let me show you who is the top master of the ghost clan!"

The Ghost King sighed helplessly in his heart. Now that Modolo has said this, he can no longer regret it, otherwise he will break his promise. Now he can only believe that Modolo can defeat these two opponents. .

The two elders seemed very excited to see that their conspiracy had succeeded. This would give them the opportunity to further damage the Ghost King's reputation and gain more benefits for themselves.

The competition between the three people will be carried out under the witness of the whole clan, so everyone walked out of the hall and came to a wide enough place. The ghost clansmen who knew that the competition was about to start also began to surround the place from three floors inside and three outside. got up.

Shasha was also very curious about who could win the final victory, but just when she was about to go with everyone, she saw Qi Ling looking uninterested and with no intention of taking action.

"Qi Ling, don't you plan to go and see who can win the final victory?" Shasha came to Qi Ling's side and asked.

Qi Ling said helplessly: "No matter who wins, it has nothing to do with me. They all plan to eat me. How can I feel about watching them compete?"

"What's more, you already know the outcome of this game without watching it. Most likely, Modolo will win."

"Huh? Why are you so confident that Modolo can win? He is facing two opponents." Sasha asked doubtfully.

Qi Ling said at this time: "It's simple, because he is stronger."

But even though he said that, Qi Ling was also interested in how the ghost tribe competed, so at Shasha's invitation, he and Shasha rushed to the competition site.

But now, for Shasha, almost everyone in the clan regards her as the most noble person, so they automatically give up the best viewing position for Shasha.

Not only that, even Qi Ling also obtained such permission and followed Shasha in. Probably for them, Qi Ling is now equivalent to Shasha's pet.

There was not much to say. When the three of them were ready, the game began. At the same time, Qi Ling also learned some rules of the ghost race.

First of all, the most basic point, which is the rule that all ghosts must abide by by default, is that ghosts cannot use any weapons in all competitions and must rely entirely on their own physical strength to fight.

Because in the understanding of the ghost tribe, competition is about relying on one's own strength. Using weapons is a cowardly act and will be ridiculed by everyone. Weapons are only allowed to be used when dealing with enemies.

But despite this, for these ghosts, their bodies are their best weapons, and if they need to use other weapons, sometimes they will even become a burden.

"Come on, let me see what kind of skills you two guys have, how dare you challenge me!" Modora crossed his arms and said as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

The two demons looked at each other, their fear of Madara clear in their eyes, but they had actually already had a plan on how to deal with Madara.

The tall ghost clan roared at this time, and his body expanded further. At the same time, a thick hard shell formed on the surface of his body, wrapping his body like shields.

With such a powerful protective ability, this ghost rushed towards Modara, hoping to use his powerful impact to cause the most direct damage to Modara.

But Modorao looked at the tall ghost clan rushing toward him, with an excited smile on his face. His body also changed at this time, his muscles further expanded, and his blood vessels also expanded.

Then, with everyone watching in surprise, Modolo stretched out his hands to block the tall ghost clan, and after sliding back more than ten meters, he actually successfully blocked him.

It is already amazing to be able to achieve such results using static braking. This is enough to show that in terms of strength, Modora is not inferior to his opponent.

(End of this chapter)