Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

The big soul fighting arena.

In the arena.

With the referee saying "Start the duel".

"Huang Feng Kui Lang" and "Thousand Hands Shura" suddenly exerted their strength and rushed towards each other in both directions, and the first soul rings on both sides suddenly lit up.

"The first soul skill: Wind Slash!"

"The number one soul skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!" Tang San raised his hand and suddenly unfolded it. The entire arena was suddenly covered with half-foot-high blue silver grass, and countless blue silver grass swept towards "Yellow Wind Kui Lang" and entangled it.

Huang Fengkuilang's strong lower limbs directly tore off the entangled blue silver grass, and was forced to slow down. His hands were clasped together and he slashed out two cross wind cuts, creating a crack in the blue silver grass with an uproar.

Tang San used his ghostly figure to dodge sideways out of the phantom, and at the same time controlled the blue silver grass to gather into vines and whip it away towards the charging "Huang Feng Kui Lang".

Huang Fengkui Lang protected his head with both arms and directly relied on his physical body to resist the opponent's blows.

"Hmph, I really don't know how you managed to win eleven consecutive games!" Huang Fengkui Lang mocked.

What's even more ironic is that he has to act along.

Tang San snorted coldly, "If you despise me, you have already lost!"

There was a purple glow in his eyes.

Huang Fengkui Lang used his speed advantage to close the distance, raised his sharp wolf claws and charged straight towards Tang San.

At that moment, an undetectable sneer appeared at the corner of Tang San's lips.

Huang Fengkui Lang, who was on the move, suddenly gained a mysterious third-party view of the battle.

It was a gray all-round vision, and one could clearly see one's own condition, the luminous blue and silver seeds hidden in the clothes, Senju Shura's eyes glowing with purple, and the smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is--

"Purple Demonic Eyes!" Tang San's purple eyes suddenly burst out with a mental shock that struck directly at Huang Feng Kui Lang in front.

There is no trace of his mental shock method, which can be said to be a killer level.

Huang Fengkui Lang immediately stood on the spot and did not move.

at the same time.

Tang San rushed toward the opponent, and the second century-old spirit ring on his body suddenly lit up with yellow light.

"The second soul skill: Parasitism!"

The blue silver grass seed parasitic on Huang Feng Kuilang's body suddenly activated, absorbing the soul power in his body to grow a large number of blue silver vines, binding him heavily.

His parasitic soul skill has paralyzing toxicity, which can temporarily make people lose their resistance.

Tang San used Ghost Shadow to quickly get closer, and immediately pushed forward with his knees, stabbing Huang Fengkui Lang's mandible.

The audience cheered and applauded.

Suddenly, the sharp wolf claws tore through the layers of blue silver grass and directly grabbed Tang San's ankle alive.

Tang San's expression suddenly condensed.

How could he regain consciousness so quickly? how come--

The next moment, Tang San was grabbed by the ankle by Huang Feng Kui Lang and was spinning in mid-air like a big windmill, making a whistling sound.

Tang San was dizzy with his head spinning like a juggling act, but at this moment he was unable to break free from the grasp of the opponent's wolf claws.

The person in the audience who won by pressing "Thousand-Armed Shura" suddenly felt his heart go cold.

When Xiao Wu saw this scene, her pupils shrank suddenly. She stood up from her seat in fright and nervously grabbed the handrail in front of her, squeezing it very hard!

"elder brother……"

When Dai Mubai saw this, he couldn't help but change his expression.

"Mistress..."

Yu Xiaogang also frowned slightly and shook his head at this time.

Since you have chosen to take the control system path, why do you want to play close combat with other agility and attack system soul masters?

Although he knew that Xiao San's melee combat ability was very strong, and he could even fight Dai Mubai on an equal footing with it.

But that was only the early stage, and it was destined to only show off its prestige in the early stage; with the subsequent development, the gap between soul masters who choose different paths to major will become more and more obvious.

He always disobeys advice, otherwise he would not have made such a major mistake today.

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At the VIP table.

Huo Yuhao shook the red wine glass in his hand and crossed his legs to watch Tang San being beaten below.

The organizer manager next to him was sweating profusely on his forehead.

Damn, what's happening?

Don't lose this. He quietly made a follow-up bet.

Zi Ling held the juice and swayed her short legs.

She was not interested in the novices pecking each other off the court. She just felt that Huo Yuhao was going to lose money.

In her opinion, Huo Yuhao bet 500,000 on that "Thousand-Handed Shura" because he was optimistic about his performance.

But now it seems that the man with the wolf spirit is better.

Zi Ling glanced at the general audience.

The girl in pink clothes with snake braids looked anxious.

From the looks of it, she seems to be on the same team as the guy who got kicked off the court.

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On the playing field.

Huang Fengkui Lang was thinking about breaking the agreement and taking advantage of this "Thousand-Armed Shura" to get to the top, maybe he could make more money.

Tang San, who was being moved like a big windmill, gritted his teeth, put his palm close to the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlight Night at his waist, and immediately took out three golden particles and embedded them on his nails.

You have a way to die!

With his mysterious third-party vision, Huang Fengkui Lang can naturally see the opponent's small movements.

what is that?

Tang San poured soul power into his fingertips, and the golden particles immediately stretched into slender golden threads.

Huang Feng Kui Lang suddenly became vigilant, raised his hand and smashed Tang Sanlun in his hand to the ground, and then retreated suddenly.

The sudden wheel smash knocked Tang San unconscious, and the "Dragon Beard Needle" he fired through gritted teeth was dodged by the opponent's unpredictable reaction.

Tang San got up from the ring, raised his hand to cover the bleeding back of his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Damn!

He raised his hand and took out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow from the twenty-four bridges in the bright moonlit night, and pointed the dark arrow box hole at Huang Feng Kuilang opposite.

Huang Fengkui Lang saw the analytical structure of the black box in Qianju Shura's hand, and found that there were six arrows hidden inside.

???

This change was so fast that even the referee could not react and could not determine what Thousand-Armed Shura was holding in his hand.

go to hell!

Tang San suddenly pulled the trigger, and six jet-black cold arrows were suddenly launched, forming a rectangular array and attacking Huang Fengkui Lang in front.

Tang San sneered in his heart.

At such a close distance, it is impossible for the other party to react.

With your mortal body, you also want to block the Zhuge Divine Crossbow?

Only with your blood can the humiliation I have suffered be washed away!

A powerful aura appeared on Huang Fengkuilang's body. Those arrows broke through his defense, and the sharp arrows hit his vitals.

He swallowed hard.

"I surrender."

He was just playing match-fixing, so why did he risk his life?

Tang San was also a little confused.

This - how did he react?

Even if he could react in time, how could he block his Zhuge Divine Crossbow with that bit of soul power?

The referee on the scene was also blinded at this time.

Thousand-handed Shura suddenly became angry and took out his crossbow arrows to attack Huang Fengkui Lang, forcing him to admit defeat.

He couldn't put the matter into words.

Because this itself is a fake match, he essentially wants to favor "Thousand-Armed Shura", otherwise...

Fortunately, this sneak attack did not cause any casualties.

"In this duel, Thousand-Armed Shura wins!"

Huang Fengkui Lang had no objection and immediately turned around and stepped down.

Damn, I was scared to death.

At this time, Tang San put away the Zhuge Divine Crossbow with a sinister look.

The dragon's beard needle was dodged by the opponent, and even the trump card of killing people was taken out, but he could not see the blood sealing his throat. This was something he did not expect.

……

auditorium.

Yu Xiaogang's face looked a little ugly, and he immediately turned and left.

Xiao Wu went straight to the ring to find her third brother.

Dai Mubai's face looked a little solemn.

That look in Xiao San's eyes showed that she had murderous intentions just now.