Douluo's Digimon Sign

The summer is hot and the sun is high.

Tang Wutong kept looking at Lu Ming on the stage and the man in black who was standing in front of her, who was about to draw lots, and wrapped his whole body with a suspicious expression.

The man in the black robe looked a bit tall, at least two or three meters tall, a head taller than Tang Wutong, like an overgrown body, not like a normal person.

When the referee and the surrounding audience saw a strange player sent by Yuan Tianyu, they all frowned and commented on each other.

And many people on the high platform found that Yuan Tianyu didn't play cards according to the normal routine, and also hid them extremely tightly.

Therefore, Xu Tianran couldn't help but stop talking, and turned to look carefully at the man in black who was drawing lots, and said in surprise: "This contestant looks very unfamiliar and is not in the options of the report, how could he appear on the stage?" ?”

"His Royal Highness, this is our substitute player from Yuan Tianyu. He did not report it due to some accidents before, but now he has just recovered. I hope His Highness will show his respect for participating in the competition again."

Lu Ming nodded to Xu Tianran, and after explaining some reasons neither humble nor overbearing, he left Xu Tianran with doubts and room for reverie, so he was no longer said.

When Xu Tianran heard the words, he thought about it for a long time before smiling, and said like a spring breeze: "Lord Lu is joking, it is really an honor for the Crown Prince that your domain can bring such a wonderful and excellent competition."

"This time, it collided with the previous championship team and attracted the attention of many people. I am also very much looking forward to the next development."

Lu Ming's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't say much, but nodded and said: "His Royal Highness will see it."

While Lu Ming was talking with Xu Tianran, Tang Wutong and the black-robed man who was nearly two meters tall completed the draw.

The way of drawing lots is similar to the previous one, blue ball individual battle, yellow ball two-three three-three battle, red ball team battle.

And only when both sides draw balls of exactly the same color will they be stopped.

Even during the drawing of lots, Tang Wutong kept staring at the man in black robes, his eyes unblinking, revealing a complex and entangled brilliance.

She hoped and didn't want the real identity of the person in front of her to be what she guessed.

If not, she will be very disappointed because she will lose a chance to be verified, but if it is, it means that all the coverings will be torn off and the disguise will be lost.

Whether the disguise is good or bad, she can only accept and admit it.

It is equivalent to burning a stone together, or rather smashing the whole tile.

With this kind of mentality, Tang Wutong started to draw lots again for countless times, but he didn't know where his mind wandered.

Dong Dong...

Suddenly, two identical blue balls fell out of the box given to them by the referee.

The referee picked it up with quick eyes and hands, compared it, and shouted loudly: "Individual battle, best of three games!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately let out wild shouts and shouts of excitement, excitement, and anticipation, like ocean waves, becoming more and more boiling and roaring.

If it is a team battle, it is difficult to see the performance of each contestant, because the team battle can be described as dazzling and gaudy, with various skills and strategies displayed to the extreme, but it also seems extremely complicated.

The audience, and even the representatives of various sects and factions on the high stage also want to watch individual battles, because individual battles are the best embodiment of a person's combat power, experience, and control over the situation.

Especially Yuan Tianyu, the inexplicable dark horse, and Tang Sect Second Team, the audience of the last All-Continent Soul Fighting Competition.

Even the representatives of various sects and sects began to look forward to it. It can be described as a battle between dragons and tigers, sharp points against sharp points.

However, some people are happy and some are sad.

Elder Xuan was one of them. He didn't think about fighting against Yuan Tianyu, but worried about whether the children of the Shrek Seven Devils would do it.

Moreover, if this round is lost, the prestige of that Yang Xiufeng and the 'Tangmen Four Great Halls' composed of an unknown number of interested forces can be said to have the upper hand.

Therefore, this game is not only related to the glory of Tang Sect, but also destined to the future of Tang Sect.

........

Waiting area.

The Shrek Seven Devils were silent, while waiting for Tang Wutong's return, they were also sighing endlessly.

After all, we have come to this point.

Although it is a personal battle, there is no doubt that they all have suspicions and complex feelings of betraying Mu Hua and bullying Mu Hua. This feeling makes them feel embarrassed and heartbroken.

At this time, Tang Wutong returned to the waiting area calmly and calmly as always.

She looked at the crowd's weariness, entanglement, and carefree performance and expressions without any fighting intentions. She was not surprised at all, but said calmly and coldly: "This personal battle is up to me."

As soon as he said this, before others could react, Huo Yuhao stood up first and said sternly: "No!"

"You have hurt Lu Ming many times. If you try to hinder him again this time, I'm afraid you will become even more disgusted and hostile in his heart."

"In that case, wouldn't you have no chance again?"

Tang Wutong smiled.

Her smile was beautiful, enough to tug at people's heartstrings, and she was completely immersed in desire and love for her, but it also seemed very bitter.

This kind of bitterness is so helpless, so hesitant, and so numb.

"Hate me, why not?"

Tang Wutong said softly, two tiny teardrops appeared, but Tang Wutong forcibly evaporated with the power of light, so that no one could see her fragility and despair.

"You know, when I met him again, he didn't have any hatred or resentment at all, only calmness and indifference, as if he were a stranger."

"Even though he is so close to me, Kexin is as far away as nine days and ten places, and will never be touched."

"I want to know where I stand in his eyes and in his heart."

"For this reason, it doesn't matter whether he hates me, resents me, or even wants to kill me. I just want... to let him look at me again."

What Tang Wutong said was true and not false at all, which Huo Yuhao, who possesses martial soul fusion skills, could easily judge.

But even so, he seemed to be silent, and even became a little sad and remorseful in his heart.

How great would it be if there weren't those ridiculous things...?

Huo Yuhao's emotions were like dandelions, scattered around like raindrops, making the surrounding Shrek Seven Devils recall the past and vividly remember it.

The run-in when they first met, the mutual support in the soul fighting competition, and then the opening of each other's hearts, were real and unforgettable, and even the emotions that originated from the heart were drawn out by it.

Huo Yuhao didn't know that it was only because of his nostalgia and sadness that he realized this peerless skill that would later lay the foundation for him on the road to the great road and the position of a god.

But if, just if it was possible... he would rather not lose his former best friend to realize this magical skill.

Orange felt the sadness and bitterness in Huo Yuhao's heart and walked over silently without saying anything. She just put her little hand on his palm and comforted him gently.

Huo Yuhao, on the other hand, held it subconsciously, enjoying it quietly, and made up his mind while calming down his inner emotions.

He had lost a brother, didn't know what to do next, and could never lose another lover.

Thinking of this, he held Orange's hand even tighter, as if he would never let go.

"Shrek Academy, please send someone to the field."

At this time, the referee outside began to announce the start of the match, further causing the Shrek Seven Devils to suffer and feel ashamed.

"Tang Wutong...Seventh sister, I'm sorry."

Beibei knew Tang Wutong's awakening, and also knew the despair and helplessness in her heart, and he felt it clearly, so he formally expressed his apology to Tang Wutong for the first time.

Not only because of the previous misunderstandings about Tang Wutong, but also because at this moment, Tang Wutong was burdened with the hope of the Tang Sect and completely gave up on himself.

But they... could only stand by and watch, unable to do anything.

The same is true for other people, especially Jiang Nannan, Xiaoxiao, Juzi and Keke who are women feel the same way, knowing Tang Wutong's guilt and pursuit of his lover.

That was the most tyrannical and sacrificial approach, just for... just one look.

Therefore, they cried, their eyes were red from crying, and they were extremely sad.

They knew that this was Tang Wutong sacrificing everything for himself, for the Tang Sect, for himself, and came to power with the possibility of Lu Ming's hostility and murderous intent.

But she has no regrets, as she said.

Just, just to make him look at her again.

.......

The scorching sun hangs, exuding gorgeous brilliance, and the earth beneath it is scorching hot.

It was more like a fire that ignited the enthusiasm in people's hearts, and when the players from Shrek and Yuan Tianyu entered the stage, it soared to the extreme.

Everyone is cheering and supporting the team they support, and the expectations and enthusiasm in their hearts are burning like a blazing flame, boiling incomparably.

But no one knew what kind of mood Tang Wutong was in when he came to participate in the competition and stood in front of Lu Ming or Mu Hua once again amidst the loud cheers and cheers.

"Common names for both parties."

According to the rules, the referee once again called out the etiquette and regulations before the contest.

"Tang Sect, Tang Wutong."

Tang Wutong's beautiful eyes were complicated, her mouth was tightly pursed, and she bowed her hands to the man in black in sight, trying to suppress the trembling and hesitation in her voice.

It wasn't fear, or fear of guilt, shame, torment at having to face him again.

"Yuantianyu, Garu."

The man in black also bowed to Tang Wutong and shouted something in a low voice, but he was a little stiff, as if he was not familiar with it.

As he bowed, the black robe made a sound of hair rubbing against the cloth, which sounded extremely strange.

But at this moment, everyone present was looking forward to the collision between Yuan Tianyu and Tang Sect, and did not notice it at all.

Only Tang Wutong noticed something was wrong, but she didn't say anything, because she vaguely felt something was wrong with that aura, her pupils tightened, looking a little shocked and unbelievable, but it quickly disappeared.

"Game start!"

Following the referee's shout, the Garu from the Origin Sky Territory burst out with a brilliant, dazzling white light.

A powerful, terrifying, and extremely impactful aura emerged and galloped like a tsunami.

In the terrifying scene caused by this breath and white light, countless spectators exclaimed. They did not expect it to be so exciting from the beginning, and the representatives of various sects on the high platform also raised their eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.

Is this a quick fix?

To release such a big noise right from the start?

Xuan Lao, who looked calm on the surface but was actually very nervous in his heart, subconsciously tightened his grip on the handle of his seat. Seeing this, he exerted too much force and made a small crisp sound.

Even if no one noticed, Mr. Xuan's heart at this moment was full of mixed emotions, including helplessness, bitterness, anger, and shame. In the end, it could only turn into sighs, and the whole person seemed to have aged several dozen years.

This scene let him know that Shrek and Lu Ming, or Yuan Tianyu, no longer had anything to do with each other, and there was no room for relief.

Some people watching the battle in the spectator seats watched the terrifying white light gradually dissipate. A figure and the inexplicable aura in it made their eyes flicker slightly, as if they were a little confused.

Not only because of that strength, but also because of the touch and palpitations from the same kind.

However, they quickly suppressed the abnormality, and at the same time put on an expression of wonder, puzzlement, and excitement with the people around them.

Blending in with the people around, no abnormalities can be seen.

But at this moment, the figure in the white light directly showed his real body, but it made some people who were very familiar with Mu Hua extremely astonished and inexplicably shocked.

It was a strange creature with a wolf-shaped body. It was dressed like a hunter, but it was more sharp and fierce. It was decorated with various sharp objects to deliver a fatal blow.

The blue wolf fur is like pieces of metal, adding a sense of evil and terror to his body, making him look like a hunter during a hunt.

Ruthless, accurate and precise.

And his eyes fully proved this point, facing Tang Wutong mercilessly, even with a hint of hostility.

It's Garurumon!

Lu Ming on the stage looked at and heard the doubts, surprises, and puzzled voices of the people around him without any surprise, and he didn't even want to explain.

If you are familiar with Lu Ming, you will soon know that the orc Garuru is his summoned beast, and it is also a part of him, which is considered cheating.

Of course, if there are others, such as the Dark Legion, Digimon, and Exercisers, they will definitely be able to tell the difference.

If they choose to report, Lu Ming doesn't care. At worst, he will just show his cards and kill all the targets that have been locked.

If they all kept silent and watched quietly, Lu Ming would certainly become passive, but he would also explore deeper secrets.

It could be said that no matter what, Lu Ming had to do this in order to make the next plan and allow Master Wu and the others to take better actions.

It depends on who is better.

Moreover, even if he is Orc Garuru, it does not mean that he is not himself. With the experience and ability of ultimate evolution, Lu Ming can also transfer his consciousness to Orc Garuru, similar to a second personality.

"you you....."

Tang Wutong looked at the familiar but unfamiliar orc Garuru, looking a little shocked, disbelieving, and relieved.

She knew that the man in black robe might be related to Lu Ming, and even guessed that he was Lu Ming himself, just a clone.

But I didn't expect it to be his summoned beast, Garurumon, but it has become much stronger than before, and even its appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As for relief...perhaps I should say loss?

Not Lu Ming, but similar to Lu Ming, but this kind of feeling, regardless of whether it was different, made Tang Wutong have mixed feelings and was extremely complicated.

Huo Yuhao, who was in the waiting area, also looked confused. He didn't know why the orc Garuru appeared on the field.

He naturally knew that it was Lu Ming's summoned beast, and it was considered a part of him, so doing so was actually cheating.

But he didn't expose it because he didn't know what would happen if he exposed Lu Ming. But this time, all sects and sects came here for the inheritance of heart training. If Lu Ming was found to have cheated.

I don't know what will happen, or there will be a very violent conflict.

Based on these, Huo Yuhao chose to wait and see what happened.

In fact, when the orc Garuru killed some Digimon in Nanmen Mountain, Lu Ming gave priority to all their data for the orc Garuru to recover and heal.

Although the Dragon God Egg and the Snow Emperor were still asleep, Lu Ming knew that they were undergoing a critical transformation, and once they woke up, they would undergo drastic changes.

Huhu——

The orc Garuru kept using the wolf claws wrapped in the blue demon fire, blowing waves of cruel and brutal winds, calling towards Tang Wutong.

But Tang Wutong just unfolded the butterfly wings of the Dragon God in an arc shape, constantly evading and dodging, and didn't even have any attack or fighting intention.

The two look like they are skiing and dancing on the ice. The colorful dragon wings and the colorful blue demonic fire are intertwined, forming a beautiful and gorgeous picture.

It's just that the more you look at it, the audience on the stage can't help but feel strange and surprised, as well as a little bit of complaint.

They spent so much money, and even reserved seats in advance, just to watch a majestic, ups and downs battle, the kind of bloody collision and passionate battle.

But now this scene...

Some audience members began to curse, and even the sects and factions on the high stage were a little surprised and puzzled.

They were all people who knew the inside story, but this scene was far beyond their expectations.

It's not that Shrek Academy once targeted Yuan Tianyu, or Lu Ming, which led to a breakup between the two parties, but now, it doesn't look like it, right?

Not to mention them, even Mr. Xuan looked confused and confused.

However, as a Super Douluo, he quickly sensed something was wrong, because it was not that the two sides were giving in and being affectionate, but that Tang Wutong had no intention of fighting at all!

A layman looks at the surface, while an insider looks at the doorway.

Not only Mr. Xuan, but also some other high-level soul masters, even Lu Ming, noticed Tang Wutong's strange behavior. Therefore, with a thought, his mental power turned into a second avatar and descended on the orc Garuru.

Soon, the orc Garuru stopped releasing the demon fox's wolf claws. At the same time, accompanied by bursts of smoke and ash around him, his eyes gradually changed, forming a pair of clear and calm eyes.

"There is no intention to fight, no intention to attack, just hiding everywhere."

"You like this are just a vase, not qualified to stand on the stage."

"It's really disappointing."

Orc Garuru spoke in a calm, ruthless, and cold voice that was different from the gentle, considerate, and magnetic voice in the past.

At this moment, sensing the change of the orc Garuru, Tang Wutong also fluttered the colorful dragon wings behind him, setting off a circular arc of energy and white smoke, and then landed not far from the orc Garuru by inertia.

She looked at the orc Garuru, or Lu Ming, with extremely gentle, excited, and complicated eyes.

"I'm not here to fight."

"And, as long as you're here, so what if I'm a vase, a good girl?"

"I came here this time, even at the expense of forcing you to show up. I am ashamed and guilty. Maybe I have already made you disgusted and angry."

"I'm sorry, but this is the only chance I'll have to actually talk to you face to face."

"I just want you to look at me again."

Tang Wutong said what he had always wanted to say to Lu Ming, and felt that the depression, depression, and pain in his whole body were relieved a lot.

Perhaps, only Lu Ming can truly find the direction for her to find the meaning of life.

The orc Garuru took a deep look at Tang Wutong, then shook his head and said, "Just for this? Boring."

"I made it very clear before, you and I don't owe anything, it's just that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

"Wouldn't it be nice to get rid of each other and start a new life?"

"That's all I've said, go down."

Tang Wutong looked at the orc Garuruna still without any emotion, talking as if he was facing the air or a stranger, and the corner of his mouth showed a bit of bitterness again.

He has changed, but he has not completely changed.

He just... just changed to himself.

In this case...

Tang Wutong's eyes gradually revealed a touch of determination and persistence, and at the same time, he took a deep breath, and the thoughts that had gradually dissipated in his heart condensed again.

Even though she knew that this was touching Lu Ming's taboo, even though she knew that this would make Lu Ming hate herself faster, she still couldn't bear such a look.

In this way, cold and ruthless, as if the eyes are as far away as nine days and ten earths apart.

Therefore, she made the craziest and most determined choice!

boom--

A streak of golden light flickered and gradually lengthened, followed by long dragon roars, forming a golden dragon gun that appeared in front of Tang Wutong, as if to set off her own brilliance.

The dragon wings formed waves of ripples, like colorful dragons circling, resonating with the golden dragon spear. The light illuminated the earth, making Tang Wutong look holy and majestic.

At this moment, Yang Xiufeng showed obsession.

Hai Long showed a look of yearning and longing, and the woman with long dark blue hair next to him was shocked when she saw Tang Wutong's performance and the aura of Poseidon's blood emanating from her body.

Her eyes gradually became serious, and when she looked at Tang Wutong again, she was already shocked, resentful, and fearful, but it turned into calm again in the next instant.

The silver-haired little girl and Di Tian stared at the Golden Dragon Spear with expressions of surprise and uncertainty, as if they had seen through something.

Lu Ming's whole body was shaken, and his pupils contracted suddenly. Even his body on the high platform inevitably caused a slight ripple in his calm, calm and calm mind.

A touch of inexplicable complexity, hostility, and anger emerged from the bottom of my heart, and even spread to the surroundings.

At this moment, the audience was silent, only the bursts of dragon chant and golden light lingering and circling.