Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

Wang Feng's eyes were red and he looked coldly at every move on the field.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a deep pit was blown out of the huge fighting spirit arena.

Not even the captain's body could be found in the pit.

The soul ring explodes!

"Tang San, you're really lucky..." Wang Feng's tone was cold and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Tang San walked out of the smoke unscathed, shaking off the dust on the eight spider spears behind him as if nothing happened.

Wang Feng frowned deeply, but when he saw the Eight Spider Spears behind Tang San, he suddenly came to his senses.

Eight spider spears, eight spider spears!

This externally attached soul bone can help Tang San withstand a lot of damage, as well as that damn blackening...

Tang San didn't seem to expect that his Eight Spider Spears would stand in front of him at the last critical moment and successfully withstand the self-destruction damage of the thirty-level spirit master.

The moment Tang San walked out of the smoke, the place was silent.

The host was obviously very frightened. This was the first time that a contestant tried his best to self-destruct in the spirit fighting arena.

Simply unheard of.

"competition is over!"

"Please ask both players to step down."

Tang San raised his head and looked at Wang Feng in the audience, his gaze seemed to be testing him, or already identifying him as the initiator of all this.

"Ha ha……"

"Tang San! You don't think this is the end, do you?"

Wang Feng's eyes were bloodshot, with red light reflecting in his eyes.

The raised corners of his mouth seemed to be mocking his ignorance.

That smile looked very uncomfortable in Tang San's eyes.

It was as if a soul master's self-destruction was just the beginning. Even bigger surprises were yet to come, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

Wang Feng sneered, looking at Tang San on the field, the soul power in his body secretly activated a curse.

"Rise up and play your last role!"

After Wang Feng finished speaking, the remaining six people from Canghui Academy suddenly stood up at the same time, with several streaks of blood shooting out of their eyes.

"Tang San!"

"Shrek, our captain will not die in vain, bear the wrath of our Cang Hui!"

The students from Canghui College rushed towards Tang San like zombies.

The soul power in his whole body was fully activated, and he rushed forward almost desperately.

Tang San just had a premonition of something bad happening, and it was already too late to escape with the six unconscious people on the scene.

The six people rushed towards Tang San again, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass cut their bodies apart.

But they seemed to feel no pain and rushed in front of Tang San!

"Tang San, go to hell!"

Under Wang Feng's crazy expression, the six of them approached Tang San at high speed, their soul rings lit up, and a ray of light shone in the great soul fighting arena.

Along with Tang San's horrified expression, the fighting spirit arena was annihilated in a ray of light.

"Stop the game, what the hell are you doing?" Zhao Wuji, who was in the audience, scolded the host who was already frightened and rushed onto the stage the moment before the soul rings of the six people exploded.

But he was blocked by the barrier of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Snapped--

The barrier withstood Zhao Wuji's Soul Saint-level blow and did not break. Instead, a powerful shock wave blew him away.

This barrier can withstand the impact of an eighty-level Contra.

"Die, Tang San!"

Wang Feng seemed to enjoy the scene in front of him. When he thought of Tang San's tragic death in front of him and Tang Hao's grief-stricken expression when he collected his son's body, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

Hahaha--

Looking around, a mushroom cloud rose over the Great Soul Fighting Arena, which was crumbling under the shock wave of soul power.

boom -

There was a harsh buzzing in the ears, and the audience on the stage fell into a panic and screamed continuously.

The six soul masters self-destructed, causing an impact no less than a full blow from a level [-] soul emperor.

The possibility of Tang San surviving was very small.

"Little monsters——"

Zhao Wuji roared uncontrollably, and the martial soul's true body instantly possessed him. He tried several times to rush into the soul power impact, but was unable to forcefully break through.

The defensive shield of the Great Soul Fighting Arena is crumbling.

"You kid!" Shangguan Qu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and he opened his mouth: "The ability of this martial spirit is really terrifying. It is almost impossible to guard against. It is so cruel. Aren't you afraid that you will not be able to reincarnate after death?"

After death?

Wang Feng tilted his head and smiled at him. The smile was like a sudden glance in troubled times, "I no longer care about the next life. If possible, I will die first."

Within three breaths, the soul storm on the field gradually subsided, and a large pit was blown out of the duel field.

Tang San knelt on the ground on one knee, and fragments of the Eight Spider Spears behind him exploded everywhere.

He tilted his head slightly, feeling a terrible pain all over his body, but when he saw the miserable state of the six people behind him, his pupils dilated sharply.

Except for him, everyone else in Shrek was hit by the explosion and suffered varying degrees of injuries.

The worst among them was Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

One of her arms separated from her body and was broken in half during the explosion.

And that was the hand with which she used her martial spirit. Without that arm, she would no longer be able to display her martial spirit!

The daughter of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, her future ends here!

"Rongrong!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong fall in a pool of blood, Tang San almost went crazy, shouting the names of his companions: "Boss Dai, Xiao Ao, Fatty! Zhu Qing."

Several people were injured to varying degrees, but fortunately they were not killed.

"Xiao Wu? Xiao Wu!"

Tang San looked around and found that the position where Xiao Wu fell just now was at the very edge of the spirit fighting arena, with only minor injuries.

Zhao Wuji was possessed by the real body of his martial spirit, and slapped his claws on the barrier of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

pop-

The sound of breaking glass echoed across the field, and Zhao Wuji rushed forward.

"Let's go. If you fail this time, it doesn't mean you will fail next time."

Shangguan Qu patted Wang Feng on the shoulder. He could see Wang Feng's hatred in his resentful eyes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Tang San's luck was indeed countless times better than his, and he could even survive a self-destruction that could be called a Soul Emperor-level all-out blow.

I really don’t know if he is really lucky or if God has always been caring for him.

He did not believe in evil, and there was a surge of soul power in his body.

Tang San came into contact with the soul power of those six people. Wang Feng could clearly feel that the soul power of Tang San and the seven others had been connected with his own curse. Now he only needed to activate the soul power with all his strength, and Tang San would be immediately Spin into a hedgehog.

Tang San!

Tang San! !

………………

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said with relief: "Let's go. They can't leave Tiandou City. Let's keep their lives in their hands for a while."

"When the time comes, I will come and get it -"

Wang Feng met Tang San's sorrowful eyes, looking down at Tang San's expression like a clown from above.

Wang Feng already liked the feeling of having Tang San in his palm.

Then Wang Feng turned into a shadow and quietly disappeared from the auditorium together with Shangguan Qu. Only then did Tang San feel that the sense of crisis finally disappeared.

He swayed to the left and fell to the ground as if he was overwhelmed. His groggy head could not remember anything.

Plunged into darkness, silent darkness.