[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

Zila————

Electricity flashed with blue light, sparks flying as the muscles of his arms touched each other.

The pain like needle pricks penetrated deep into his nerves. Dai Mubai pursed his lips tightly and his wrists trembled imperceptibly.

The yellow halo of light moved under the feet, flickering to indicate its presence.

Dai Mubai raised his hand to block in front of him, and used his first soul skill to receive the opponent's menacing attack head-on.

Dense and countless electric currents crashed outside the warm white barrier. Dai Mubai frowned, and his free arm calmly gathered strength.

Even though he knew that this action would definitely not be able to hide it from the other party.

Yu Tianheng stared at him indifferently, like a hunter contemplating his prey, letting him waste time.

Eliminating the enemy's captain is equivalent to defeating the opponent's will to fight.

This is also the reason why Yu Tianheng keeps chasing Dai Mubai.

But this time, his plan was obviously wrong, and Shrek surprised him a lot.

From the flying skills that appeared out of thin air to the special abilities of the two female soul masters, these two have already posed a considerable threat to the Imperial Fighter Team.

Originally... they should have been sure of victory.

With his thoughts at this point, the murderous intention that had quietly emerged in his heart became increasingly difficult to stop. Yu Tianheng's face was sullen, and dark clouds rolled over his face. He lowered his gaze, and his eyes became colder and cooler.

His thoughts were rising and falling, and the electric current in his palm suddenly burst into light, touching the warm white barrier in front of him, and suddenly burst into cracked spots of light.

Thunder and lightning came down, flashing randomly in the gradually rising white smoke. Slowly, the smoke that surged up in clouds dispersed slightly, revealing one by one the two figures intersecting with fists and feet.

The fist flew by with a rustling wind, grazing his forehead.

The skin that had been rubbed by the current turned red and was numb for a while without feeling any pain.

With the tenacity in his heart, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, opened his palms wide, and the sharp claw tips brought out five bright afterimages.

Directed towards the other party's face and chest, the sound of thunder pierced through, and where the tip of the claw passed, pieces of fabric flew away again.

The mist filled the air, and the shadows of a few lush leaves appeared, and some fresh greenery emerged under the thick layer of fireworks.

Bluesilver grass grew up silently. It shook its head to avoid the two people's wandering footsteps, and spread for several miles in an instant.

The fragrant grass was full of grass, rustling like a jade pendant swayed by the wind. The slender stems and leaves grew longer and thicker, twisting left and right and spiraling up. After a while, they clung to a piece of clothing with silver thread embedded in it.

In an instant, the vines proliferated, and the bitter fragrance of the plants mixed into the air, which was particularly easy to distinguish among the smoky gas.

Yu Tianheng's brows furrowed slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly dropped a beat. He stopped and glanced at his legs.

The vines were still climbing, and those seemingly thin stems and leaves were now tightly entangled with him.

"Tang San."

Yu Tianheng raised his eyes, and his dark pupils reflected the tall and thin figure not far away.

The young man's lips were straight, and the warmth between his brows was so fleeting that one could almost mistake him for a cloud that sneaked past.

The two looked at each other for a brief moment, and Yu Tianheng couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand, brushed his fingertips against Ying Ting's nose, and paused for a moment between his eyebrows.

Through the gap between his fingers, the man's indifferent expression was like a needle pricking into his eyes, causing waves of dry pain.

The five fingers resting outside his eyebrows were clenched into fists. Yu Tianheng glanced at Dai Mubai and Tang San not far away with a cold expression.

The thunder of the thunder crashed, leaving footprints everywhere without any structure. Yu Tianheng looked at the blue silver grass that was beaten into gray on his body, and the arc at the corner of his lips suddenly straightened, just like him at this moment. The mood was the same. After a long period of ups and downs, it suddenly stopped.

On the other side, Tang San quickly pulled Dai Mubai back with blue silver grass. He was panting slightly, and his expression suddenly condensed.

"Fatty, Phoenix Firewire."

Without moving his eyes, Tang San calmed his breathing, paused, turned back and said:

"Xiao Ao, give Boss Dai a recovery sausage."

Dai Mubai, with his slightly fried hair on his head, swallowed the sausage in three strokes.

He swallowed hard while staring at the purple-red flame.

"This move won't do much harm to him."

"I know."

Tang San frowned slightly, and his bright eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment like an extinguished candle.

"But we have to wear him down."

Without the treatment of Jiuxin Haitang and the help of graphite stone mill, Yu Tianheng would not be able to survive for long.

"The flight time for the mushroom sausage is coming soon, and they won't last long there."

As soon as these words came into his ears, Tang San immediately frowned, his expression changed several times, and his attention moved to the other side involuntarily.

In the middle of the spirit fighting arena, the two ice sculptures stood with special attention. In mid-air, Xiao Wu gradually realized that flying was not enough. Yufeng in the back.

The man had an angry look on his face and had been chasing her for a while.

Xiao Wu didn't want to delay her relationship with him any longer, so she slowly slowed down, calculating the last time in her mind while letting Yu Feng catch up, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Let's see where you run away this time!"

What this man said was really unpleasant.

Xiao Wu glanced at him with a displeased look, and then threw back a rhetorical question:

"Escape? Can you speak?"

Seeing the other party's face turned green, Xiao Wu was happy. She turned around playfully, and when the distance continued to shorten and Yu Feng could catch up with her immediately, suddenly, the red shadow fell rapidly, but did not have close contact with the earth.

Xiao Wu jumped forward two or three times, and then exerted force under her feet. Several afterimages were as fast as lightning. She passed through the shocking thunder and lightning, moved several times in an instant, and finally landed in front of Yu Tianheng. He paused behind his back.

She reached out to grab the man's broad shoulders, and quickly turned sideways when Yu Tianheng raised his palm to slap him. Then, with the continuous impact of the Phoenix Fire Line, she clung to Yu Tianheng.

Xiao Wu let go of her hand, raised her legs, and locked the man's neck and shoulders firmly, and activated her first soul skill, waist bow, again.

She bent down quickly and exerted her strength with her legs, as if she was pulling out a stubborn old carrot, and used all her strength to throw Yu Tianheng out.

Then she turned over neatly and landed on the ground, raising her hand to wipe the slight beads of sweat on her forehead.

Seeing Yu Tianheng being thrown away, Dugu Yan, who had been standing still in the formation, suddenly panicked. She clenched her fists and looked at Yu Tianheng's figure without blinking, and immediately wanted to run over to pick him up. Live him.

But if he leaves now, Ye Lingling will undoubtedly become Shrek's target.

After several struggles, just when Dugu Yan couldn't help but rush over, he saw Yu Feng turning quickly in mid-air and rushing towards Yu Tianheng first.

Seeing the familiar figure, Dugu Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He just took a few steps forward and stopped in place without moving.

She was very confused, and there was a lingering feeling in her heart that the situation was out of control.

She originally thought that they would be able to win tonight's game easily, but in this current situation, there were not many people left in their team who could fight.

"Well---"

Dugu Yan suddenly concentrated. In mid-air, the figure that could catch Yu Tianheng seemed to be fixed there by something invisible, and it remained motionless in a swooping posture.

After taking a closer look, Dugu Yan discovered that those transparent and seemingly nothing objects were a mass of flowing water.

Thinking of the frozen graphite and stone mill, Dugu Yan subconsciously understood whose handiwork this was.

Her green pupils dimly lit up, and her eyes wandered around, stopping at the blue shirt.

The man's lips and teeth were opening and closing, and he was muttering something softly. After noticing Dugu Yan's gaze, she looked at him unhurriedly, with a faint smile forming on her cheeks.

Dugu Yan suppressed her anger and couldn't care about anything else. She gritted her teeth and her graceful body swayed past, carrying a slight purple mist, and the light and shadow shone in her footsteps.

In the middle of the field, Yu Tianheng, who fell from the air, was caught firmly in the arms of Dugu Yan who came over.

Noticing the slightly trembling arms, Yu Tianheng endured the pain in his body, planted his feet on the ground, and slowly straightened his body.

Those vines contain toxins that can cause neurological paralysis and pain.

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and tried to speak in a normal tone: "Yan'er, has Lingling recovered?"

Dugu Yan lowered his eyes, shook his head, and looked unhappy:

"She is under control and cannot be awakened."

"Cough cough..."

Yu Tianheng bent over, coughed a few times, and his expression gradually became unbelievable:

"The soul power gap between them and us is not small. How can Lingling be controlled all the time?"

They all know exactly what the Royal Dou Team’s trump card is.

If Ye Lingling can't wake up, then they will lose this game.

"I underestimated the enemy."

Yu Tianheng's eyes drooped, and his expression suddenly became a lot darker. He didn't say anything else, and he didn't care about what Dugu Yan was going to do.

After Oslo saw the soul ring aura lighting up from the deputy captain's body, he took the initiative to withdraw. He and Zhu Zhuqing struggled for a long time. Their speeds were evenly matched. Originally, they could still compete with each other based on their soul power, but after that Since Xiao Wu joined in, his long-term consumption of soul power has now become quite strenuous.

The night is getting darker...

Outside the arena, no movement could be heard from other branches of the Soul Fighting Arena. There were no lights on the exposed stone walls at the four corners, and there was a miserably dark cloud-like curtain above their heads.

Her red lips were slightly parted, and Dugu Yan's eyes were staring at Ating deeply. The coolness of the night did not extinguish the fire in her heart, but seemed to encourage it, making it burn even more intensely.

She was extremely angry, her cold breath could be heard from her lips, and her strange green pupils suddenly became oval and slender.

The mist slipped out without restraint and was magnified several times wantonly. What was surprising was that the mist that suddenly appeared showed the same color as Dugu Yan's pupils.

Although the emerald green mist is slow and slow, it flows towards the opposite side in a clear direction. Like the clouds covering the mountain, it sweeps in overwhelmingly, covering everyone's field of vision with a hazy veil.

Before the competition, the master had emphasized Dugu Yan's martial spirit to them.

Jade Phosphorus Snake...Poison Douluo...

Atin took several steps back, avoiding and avoiding the mist.

She covered her nose with her hands, and with the help of her palms, she still kept moaning from her mouth.

"Artin!"

A voice filled with anxiety reached his ears. Atin turned his head unconsciously, and then quickly felt the blue silver grass wrapped around his waist.

The force was gentle and there was no discomfort at all from being entangled.

Atin didn't struggle, her whole body relaxed, and she was pulled along by Tang San's strength.

The back was not covered in fog yet, so she could still see him clearly.

Tang San's eyes instantly turned cold.

At the same time as this thought appeared in her mind, there was a hint of frightening coldness behind her.

It's the feeling of being stared at and followed all the way.

Someone was following behind me, and very quickly.

Ating closed her eyes, and the bluesilver grass around her waist tightened again and again, as if responding to someone's emotions, making it impossible for her to ignore.

The last ten meters…

A cold wind blew from behind his head, and Atin shrank his neck, facing Tang San's gaze without reacting.

five meters...

The strength at her waist suddenly increased, and she almost flew into his arms.

The fire exploded behind him, accompanied by two explosions. The scattered sparks and water stains contrasted with each other, presenting a chaotic beauty.

Raising his head and looking into the young man's dark and piercing eyes, Atin curved his beautiful eyebrows, raised the corners of his eyes, and revealed a clear smile.

There seemed to be some ancient and mysterious power in her quiet whispers, which were both relaxed and natural, as sweet and sweet as the sounds of nature.

Recalling the first game here more than a month ago, the master was still asking Atin.

What's her trump card?

Tang San's brows pulled up into a gentle smile, signaling Ating to look back.

"Look, the victory or defeat has been decided."

Opposite them, there were only two figures still supporting each other. Under the dim candlelight, compared to their group, those two people looked quite lonely.

They put all their efforts into this game, but luckily... they finally got their wish.

"Now you have no other trump card."

In a daze, she heard the boy's words.

A Ting showed a puzzled expression at first, and then after a while, she smiled with relief.

"Indeed there aren't any."

The Siren's Voice is the innate skill of their tribe, and it is also one of her few protective shields.

[Shrek's team wins. ]

The host's voice echoed ethereally, and A Ting was stunned for a moment. The water vapor that blew around her face and the night breeze fell coolly on her face.

"Actually, there are."

Tang San pondered the meaning of his words, and despite the discomfort in his heart, his cheeks were warm and he softly lowered his voice:

"Isn't that what I am?"