[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

Late at night, the cold wind came quickly, blowing the withered yellow leaves on the branches and swaying wildly, making them shiver.

At this time, the flow of people inside and outside the Great Soul Fighting Arena was still changing. The elegantly decorated carriages entered leisurely, crowded together with the ordinary-dressed spectators, and crowded into the main venue.

In the lounge, a long candle burned and exploded with sparks, reflecting some mottled light and shadow on the gray wall.

"Relax, you will have to face this game sooner or later."

The long silence was quietly broken until now. The master leaned against the desk, his eyes calmly passing over the eight sitting or standing figures.

They have obviously reduced their income a lot.

This change caught my eye, and inadvertently deepened the wavering.

The master frowned slightly and suppressed the emotions in his eyes through the ravine on his forehead.

"Hey, don't be so boring. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just do your best."

Flanders stood aside, his eyes darting back and forth. He seemed to want to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he calmly suppressed them.

What can be said?

The huge disparity can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye and cannot be ignored at all. No matter how much you say at this time, it will be a great pressure for the little monsters.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

After a while, the familiar bell and knock on the door coincidentally merged together, a bit harshly calling back everyone's thoughts.

It's time to play.

The master raised his eyebrows, tried to relax his expression, and instructed the eight people in a calm tone:

"You have basically mastered the other party's information, so go ahead and fight."

The knocking on the door suddenly stopped, but the bell did not stop immediately. The echoes lingered inside and outside the house over and over again, as if urging them, making people feel a little impatient.

Without any further hesitation, Dai Mubai opened the door and waved back, his tone suddenly rising much higher:

"Brothers, let's go."

Wall lamps were hung in the outdoor corridor, and the candlelight illuminated the road ahead brightly, leaving no room to peek into the darkness in the corner. The group's silhouettes slowly lengthened in the corridor, and their steps were steady and undisturbed.

"Mistress, do you have any plans in mind?"

Dai Mubai looked at the road ahead and lowered his voice slightly.

"nature."

Hearing Tang San's reply, Dai Mubai glanced at the gloomy look in his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and felt a lot of relief in his chest.

"Okay, we all believe in you."

His shoulders sank, and the feeling of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility gradually fermented in his heart. Tang San smiled gently and looked forward calmly.

Hai hour, quarter (21:15)

Inside the main fighting spirit arena in the center————

There are no open-air auditoriums or independent stands. This fighting spirit arena, which is only slightly larger than other venues, is surprisingly quiet at this time.

Surrounding the venue are rooms with only windshields. Behind the layers of crystal-like glass, the lights are dim, as if they cannot absorb the lighting on the venue, hiding the mysterious figures in the darkness.

Entering here, the first thing that is affected is the extremely oppressive air.

The group of people climbed up the stairs, stood in order, and began to wait facing the empty venue.

"I always have this illusion."

Looking around, after a moment of surprise, Ning Rongrong slowly relaxed her brows, her expression rarely relaxed, and she said in a normal tone as if she was telling a joke:

"Isn't that how the animals in the Colosseum were looked at?"

Here, their victory or defeat may just be a few bets placed by the spectators behind the scenes. No matter what kind of fighting or fighting, those spectators are always the ones who sit cleanly and gain satisfaction and a sense of superiority.

The chandeliers swayed in the four corners, and the dazzling lights dispersed the darkness, embracing the stage.

The Royal Fighter Team entered the stage almost at the same time as the host.

A pair of white wings slowly fluttered in the air. The host was a young woman. With the help of the soul amplifier on her ears, her voice could be heard clearly.

"The two teams competing in the team battle spirit competition tonight are the Royal Dou Team and the Shrek Eight Monsters Team."

After introducing the members of both parties in detail, the host stopped talking. With a decent smile on her face, she retreated under the light, made a gesture to start the game, and then stopped moving.

After a while, the dull bell rang again, slowly wandering through the quiet venue.

An unspeakable atmosphere spread among the people, and it seemed that the time spent looking at each other became extremely quiet.

Eight people…

Yu Tianheng looked at them one by one with an expressionless face, his eyes turned back and forth, and then stopped, meeting the eyes of Dai Mubai who was standing in front.

Although the pair of heterochromatic pupils were slightly cold, they were still extremely bright and eye-catching.

The condensed air suddenly stirred.

Without any warning, the fierce fighting spirit came out, and several bright yellow lights and purple lights bloomed one after another.

Two figures moved out from the side and behind, and stood at the front and sides of Yu Tianheng at a slightly slower speed.

After being possessed by martial spirits, their bodies bowed slightly, and the tortoise shell on their backs, which was glowing with yellow light, bent into a certain arc like a taut long bow.

If you can stand at the forefront without any scruples, the opponent will definitely be attacking or defending.

Tang San frowned, turned away, and looked at the two people in the center.

Yu Tianheng, the martial soul blue electric tyrannosaurus.

There was no thunder and lightning, and the sound of thunder in the sky was endless. In a bright soul ring aura, lightning flashed under the reach of the blue light. Although the hovering dragon shadow was empty, its high-pitched long roar was quite ear-splitting.

Yu Tianheng stood erect, and the clothes on his arms were shattered by the thunder and lightning surrounding him. The mottled scales immediately clung to him, carrying wind and electricity in his palms, making a rustling sound.

Behind him, the vast green light mixed with thunder and lightning. Dugu Yan climbed on Yu Tianheng's back as softly as if there were no bones. She lazily raised her eyes, her green pupils were extremely sharp, and she stared coldly. To the eight people on the opposite side.

"let's start."

She leaned close to the side of Yu Tianheng's face, and her plump and red lips gently touched his earlobe.

Roar----

Tigers roar and dragons roar, each containing intimidation.

The increase of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower flew through the air, covering the person's body with warmth.

Dai Mubai gave a deep drink, put his toes on the ground for a little more strength, and his body suddenly rose into the air, facing the two brothers head on.

Graphite and Shimo, if the predictions are correct, their martial spirits should be more defensive.

With a hint of caution, Dai Mubai held the first soul skill on his body, then he stretched out his left hand, curled his fingers into claws, and the sharp claw tips went straight towards Mo Mo's neck with a bright cold light.

The torn wind howled and fled, Shi Mo calmly took his neck in and shrank under the protection of the turtle shell.

As expected, Dai Mubai's attack failed.

He was secretly shocked and stared at the turtle shell of graphite. The moment his tiger claws collided with it, he suddenly felt a huge shock.

Starting from his fingertips, the numb and painful feeling quickly spread to his palms.

Dai Mubai snorted, he quickly retracted his palm, turned his cheek slightly to the right, and caught a glimpse of a yellow shadow from the corner of his eye.

Shi Mo wanted to take advantage of this to sneak attack him.

"Boss Dai!"

A shout came with the wind, Dai Mubai reacted very quickly and stretched out his hand, letting the other party grab him and spin him quickly, and timely avoided the stone mill that happened to hit him with the turtle shell.

He flipped around in the air, but the danger did not end suddenly.

After avoiding the stone mill, Xiao Wu originally wanted to take Dai Mubai to a safe place first so that he could relieve the pain in his hand.

But what they didn't expect was that Yu Tianheng would come to intercept them.

"Xiao Wu, let go of your hand."

Little Rabbit hummed, and after letting go of Dai Mubai, she flashed and moved to the other side instantly.

Zhu Zhuqing just met Shi Mo in that compartment.

She jumped up from behind, her body flew into the air lightly, and she briefly looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing continued his movements without changing his expression, and at the same time guided Shi Mo towards Xiao Wu as if by accident.

Shifting his position, Mo Mo looked up and saw Xiao Wu passing by. He frowned and didn't take it to heart. He still wanted to shrink his neck and hide in the shell.

Until the little rabbit's eyes suddenly darkened, and the bright red light captured his attention like a swaying poppy.

He froze in place for a moment and did not react.

Zhu Zhuqing seized this opportunity, jumped up in a few steps, and slashed hard at Shi Mo's neck with his five sharp claws.

There was a blank space before his eyes, like an endless white mist surging in, covering his vision.

The pain on his neck was burning, and Shi Mo suddenly woke up from the dizziness.

The second soul skill was forced to be interrupted.

Although she knew that there was a seven-level difference between herself and Shi Mo, Xiao Wu still didn't expect that the time limit of charm would become so short.

Shi Mo recovered quickly, but was still seriously injured.

The blood was dripping and dripping into a pool on the ground.

Seeing the graphite retracting into the turtle shell, Zhu Zhuqing did not bother any more. She turned to one side and met another figure that jumped up.

The man was very fast, and he was approaching him in just a few moments. Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth secretly, tensed her mind, and followed the other man's movements with her eyes.

Shi Mo did not attack again for the time being. He huddled quietly in the turtle shell, as if waiting for something, and paused silently.

Whoosh whoosh---

The increasing speed of the wind was like a sharp arrow shot out of a string, tearing out a long and mute tune in mid-air.

Xiao Wu suddenly narrowed her eyes, and activated her first soul skill, the waist bow. Her slender waist bent downwards, twisted to the right, and then connected her legs together, bending her body with a flexibility that ordinary people could not match. He narrowly avoided the pair of wing blades.

She raised her neck and panted rapidly for a moment, then moved a few meters away in an instant when the Wind Chime Bird Spirit Master turned around and came back.

The red light passed by in a flash, but then took off after standing still. Yu Feng and Shi Mo couldn't help being stunned for a while.

According to the plan just now, after Xiao Wu avoids Yu Feng and uses teleportation again, Shi Mo will be ready to attack.

But what is unexpected is that the other party actually has the ability to fly.

"Isn't her martial spirit a rabbit?"

Shi Mo clenched his palms tightly and asked in extreme confusion.

"Continue to contain her and give Shi Mo time."

After saying that, Yu Feng leaned down slightly and rushed towards Xiao Wu.

He left so quickly that Shi Mo couldn't stop him and saw him rushing over.

This time it was better, he was the only one left to guard Shi Mo.

Time slowed down slightly, and gradually, an unsteady feeling of loss came over him. Shi Mo looked around nervously and shivered inexplicably.

Somehow, the wind suddenly cooled down.

"Be careful behind your back!!"

Dugu Yan's reminder came too late after all. Shi Mo stiffly wanted to turn his neck, but at a loss he discovered the ice flowers that were slowly condensing on his body.

Along with these cold feelings came silently, a girl who also had the ability to fly.

Atington was in mid-air, the light purple wings behind her back vibrating powerfully. She slightly lowered her eyelashes and looked down at Shi Mo, who had a blue complexion.

The wind and snow in her palms are like waterfalls, and the extremely cold frost is endless, like a long yarn woven with satin and silver, gently and coldly embracing all the restless heat.

The cold wind of early winter swept through the wilderness unbridled.

Following the soul power aura that suddenly became lighter, Ating turned his eyes to look at his opponent.

At the end of the Imperial Fighting Team, Ye Lingling's fingers froze slightly and she raised her eyes as if she felt something.

Their eyes were facing each other from a distance, and those indigo pupils seemed to contain the blue waves of the bay. They unconsciously attracted her mind half a minute.

Subconsciously, Ye Lingling struggled to escape from the magnificent scene, the blue waves and the blue whales. The illusion in his mind was so beautiful that it was almost eerie.

She seemed to hear Dugu Yan's cry, and the sound of thunder and lightning getting louder and louder.

She remembered that her hands dropped down, her soul skills stopped, and the gentle and intimate chant gently embraced her into the vast blue.

Except for all kinds of illusions, everything is beyond imagination.