Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

The third soul fighting arena.

The 2v2 fighting spirit platform is obviously twice as large as the 1v1 fighting spirit platform.

Nearly half of the people in the viewing area are seated, which is obviously more than the 1v1 viewing area.

Looking around, Su Ming led Ximen Jiu to the Soul Fighting Stage.

Above, there are already two figures waiting.

It was a boy and girl group.

The man has a mustache and is dressed in a black uniform. His figure is slender, his hands are intertwined, and he looks aloof and cold.

He was not thin and weak, but because his muscles had shrunk, unlike Ximen Jiu who had built up his muscles high and high.

Through the shape of his clothes, Su Ming could see that his deltoid muscles and vastus medialis were very refined.

Compared with men, that woman doesn't seem to like to be in the limelight.

She was dressed in a white dress, standing slim and graceful behind her, like a housekeeper, giving people a sense of security and reliability.

Intuition told Su Ming that this woman is definitely scarier than the man.

"Auxiliary system, or control system?"

Thoughts flickered, before I had time to think about it, the host's voice had already sounded.

"The third soul fighting field, the fifth 2v2 soul fighting field."

"From the Bu Liuxing group to the battle against the Kuangfeng group, the soul fighting has officially begun."

As the host left, the man didn't act immediately.

He looked at Ximen Jiu, and said with a sneer:

"I said Ximen Jiu, where did you find a stunned young man who is willing to form a team with you?"

The corner of the man's mouth raised, and he said arrogantly, "It looks like today is a free victory."

"Little devil, find him as a teammate, hehe, be ready to face failure."

The last sentence, the man said to Su Ming.

He knew Ximen Jiu, as long as he defeated Su Ming, that fool would definitely surrender.

2v2 soul fighting is not 1v1, it depends on two people.

Yes, two people~

Those who can be defeated are also two people!

Meet failure?

Su Ming's eyes were slightly cold, maybe after a while, you will understand the bitterness of these words even more.

He subconsciously looked at Ximen Jiu, thinking that he could only wrong you.

"Whoever loses wins..."

Seeing that Su Ming didn't speak, the angry Ximenjiu could only open his mouth first.

But when the cruel words came out of his mouth, he felt dark in front of his eyes.

Looking intently, Captain Su Ming had appeared in front of him at some point in the air, looking at him face to face, his eyes were quite wonderful.

What?

tactics?

But you didn't tell me~

Ximen Jiu raised his thick eyebrows, before he could speak, a gust of wind and waves came quietly.

Swish!

Su Ming twisted his body as quickly as twists and turns, swept his right leg, and volleyed sideways to go straight to Ximen Jiu's chest and shoulders.

boom!

Ximen Jiu, who was defenseless, stared bull-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost.

He never thought that Su Ming would attack him.

But before he could turn his head around, the huge pain in his shoulder made him roll his eyes.

Boom!

His whole body instantly flew away like a cannonball like a ring.

One move, useless teammates?

The sudden scene stunned not only the enemy and the host, but also the entire audience.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I looking at?

Wow, the audience who came back to their senses instantly stood up and roared out of righteous indignation.

"What are you doing, I spent money to watch the fighting spirit, you are playing fake matches, right?"

"Damn it, this is the first time I've seen someone who kicked his teammates off at the beginning of the game, I'll get a refund! I want a refund!"

"Look at your mother, the Soul Fighting Arena is doing it on purpose, right? No one can participate in the Soul Fighting to make up the numbers on purpose?!"

"Refund, I don't want to read it!"

"..."

Like a gunpowder keg being ignited, the scene was thunderous and restless.

Half of the popular people's necks were red, and they began to shout and insult.

They didn't point their finger at Su Ming, but sprayed at the Soul Arena.

In their view, the source of all disasters must be the Soul Arena.

After all, the Soul Fighting Field is a gamble.

This is simply manipulating the winning and losing, playing them as fools!

The faces of the men and women of the [Storm Combination] participating in the soul fight were also gloomy.

The two looked at each other, and through eye contact, they both suspected that the fighting spirit field was operating in the dark, and they were angry and helpless about this farce.

"Everyone—everyone—"

Seeing the situation getting worse, the host was so anxious that he walked up to the Soul Fighting Stage calmly and quickly.

After appeasing the audience, he rushed to Su Ming in a hurry.

"Master Soul Sect, what is going on?"

The sullen eyes of the host showed a bit of confusion, because he hadn't received any instructions from the higher-ups at all.

Since there is nothing special about this spirit fight, it stands to reason that such an accident is impossible.

Swish!

Before Su Ming could speak, he felt a strong aura attacking from behind, and his heart tensed up.

A figure appeared like a ghost.

"Little friend, your actions have damaged the reputation of the Soul Arena."

"If there is no suitable explanation, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave here today."

The visitor was about 60 years old, dressed in Chinese clothes, with long eyebrows like snow, lowered corners of eyes, and white temples flaring back.

With such a fierce appearance, it stands to reason that his temperament should be rebellious and violent.

But the old man was on the contrary, his complexion was extremely kind, without the slightest hint of viciousness, he seemed calm and casual after a big wave washes the sand, and looked approachable.

Even if Su Ming did something that would damage the Soul Arena, he still spoke kindly and did not act.

But if you are confused by the old man's appearance, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

Su Ming, who was closest to the old man, was also the only one targeted.

He could feel the calm and domineering aura emanating from the other party, and it was difficult to breathe under the weight of his heart.

The opponent, like Zhao Wuji, is a power-type soul sage, and he is by no means invincible as he is today.

But if he really wanted to leave, he might not be able to keep himself.

Su Ming had no fear on his face, and said with a light smile, "I want to participate in a 1v2 soul fight, but it seems that the soul fight field doesn't set up this kind of fighting method."

"Since this is the case, then I can only create 1v2 opportunities. I don't know if such an explanation can satisfy you, senior?"

1v2?

The host was stunned.

Even the supervisor Murong Qi, with his calm eyes that see through the world, can't help but make waves at this moment.

"Haha, what a big breath."

"I hope your strength can support your arrogance."

Murong Qi took a deep look at Su Ming from head to toe, half surprised and half suspicious in his eyes and tone.

After finishing speaking, he gently waved to the host, "Let him continue."

Swish!

With a flick of his figure, Murong Qi came to the VIP viewing area on the second floor.

He didn't leave, and seemed to want to see how someone 1v2.

Murong Qi left the fighting spirit stage, but the deterrent force he brought still has not dissipated.

Everyone in the auditorium turned their eyes to this side, there was no loud noise, and the silence was a little scary.

What a ghost~

The host took a deep breath, his horrified eyes flicked across Su Ming, then looked at the audience, and shouted excitedly:

"Everyone, it happened so suddenly, I'm sorry to let everyone misunderstand."

"Next, the battle of spirits continues!"

"Please appreciate this unique 1v2 spirit fighting challenge, which is unique in the spirit fighting arena."

boom!

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to a thunderstorm on a sunny day.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the audience soared into the sky.