Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

"I'm going, right? Why is it Tang Yin, this monster!" Mori looked desperate. He couldn't understand why he was fighting this monster for souls. This was simply a rhythm that wanted him to lose!

At this time, Tang Yin also walked up to the Soul Fighting Stage with long strides. When the host saw the two people arriving, he immediately shouted: "Soul Fighting! Start!"

"The first soul skill, soul-killing!" Mori took the lead, and a yellow soul ring suddenly appeared on the ground, and the battle soul knife in his hand was thrown towards Tang Yin.

"Second soul skill, spin!" Another yellow soul ring appeared, and the battle soul knife in the air immediately spun, heading towards Tang Yin with a powerful momentum.

Upon seeing this, Tang Yin immediately called out his Blue Silver Grass. At the same time, three yellow, yellow and purple soul rings rose under his feet. He raised his right hand slightly, and then grabbed it suddenly.

"The first soul skill, Blue Silver Thunder Vine."

"The third soul skill, Silver Thunder Spread."

The thick blue silver grass was like a tentacle, and it rushed towards the incoming war soul knife with a trace of electric arc, as if it had seen prey.

"Tang Yin, you don't use your self-created soul skills, your blue silver grass will never be able to catch my fighting soul knife!" Seeing that Tang Yin actually tried to use blue silver grass to pull down his fighting soul knife, Mo Li immediately He spoke wildly.

"Really?" A smile appeared at the corner of Tang Yin's mouth. He stepped on his right foot and suddenly appeared in front of Mori. He raised his left hand and the blue silver grass instantly condensed into a thick whip and fell into his hand.

"What!" Mori's eyes revealed disbelief. He didn't expect that Tang Yin would take action directly, not even caring about the Soul Sword.

"Five lightning whips!" Tang Yin whipped at Mori fiercely, with a strong electric arc on the whip in his left hand.

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The sound of a whip being slapped on the body was heard, and Mori was sent flying out by the five consecutive whips. Tang Yin chuckled and tightened his right hand. As Mori flew out, bluesilver grass suddenly appeared on the ground to catch him, preventing him from causing any damage. secondary damage.

The fighting soul knife in the air was completely entangled in the blue silver grass and could not move at all.

Tang San in the audience shrank his pupils and thought to himself: "Tang Yin's Blue Silver Grass is actually more resilient than mine, and even has a hardness that I have never had before. His Blue Silver Grass is really terrifying."

Even Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were shocked. The sharpness of the artifact soul cannot be blocked by a spirit like Blue Silver Grass, but Tang Yin's Blue Silver Grass seems to be different. Once he uses the third soul skill , the Bluesilver Grass will turn silver, and even arcs can be seen on it.

"Is this the strength of the twelve-year-old soul master?" A strange color appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's cold face, but no one noticed it.

"Holy shit, isn't it? This Tang Yin is actually the guy who defeated Boss Dai half a year ago. I thought he just had the same name." The shock in Ma Hongjun's eyes could not be concealed, and he cursed in an instant.

Dai Mubai listened to Ma Hongjun's words and secretly clenched his fists. At the same time, he thought in his heart: "Tang Yin, one day, I will definitely defeat you!"

On the soul fighting stage, the host looked at Mori who fell to the ground, immediately raised the microphone and loudly said: "Mori is unconscious, Tang Yin wins!"

The audience area suddenly burst into fierce applause. After all, Tang Yin's reputation was one of the best in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Tang Yin took back the Blue Silver Grass, turned around and walked towards the passage. He also wanted to see the spirit battle between Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San.

On the other side, the Soul Fighting Platform.

Zhu Zhuqing tried desperately to find Tang San's flaw, but to no avail. Without him, Tang San's fighting consciousness was definitely very strong. Even if his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, relying on the Tang Sect's unique skills was enough to make up for the Blue Silver Grass. Due to the lack of silver grass, Zhu Zhuqing was eventually entangled by Tang San's five-flowered blue silver grass and had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Zhu Zhuqing surrenders, Tang San wins!"

As soon as Tang Yin came here, he heard the fighting situation in the soul fighting area, followed by enthusiastic applause.

"Agility attack type vs. control type? It's really difficult to win, especially with that guy Tang San." Tang Yin thought in his mind.

As soon as he walked into the lounge, he saw Zhu Zhuqing's face as cold as an iceberg, but Tang Yin knew that underneath this iceberg, there was a life longing for freedom, strength, and no restraint, not a victim.

Zhu Zhuqing naturally saw Tang Yin, but he didn't say much. He sat there minding his own business, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

Tang Yin smiled, and just as he was about to go and sit down next to her, the fat man suddenly ran over, grabbed his arm, and said sincerely: "Yin...Brother Yin, why did you come to our Shrek?"

As soon as these words came out, Dai Mubai's face in the lounge instantly became embarrassed, while Zhu Zhuqing raised his head expressionlessly and looked at Tang Yin, with an unknown meaning flashing in his eyes.

Tang Yin pushed Ma Hongjun's hand away without leaving a trace, put his right hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "How about we practice someday and let my Blue Silver Grass unblock the evil fire for you? Huh?"

Ma Hongjun's expression changed and he quickly left Tang Yin's side. He said with a sad face: "Brother Yin, I was wrong. Please don't call me. I still want to find that girlfriend."

Tang Yin smiled and said: "Then you have to watch your evil fire, be careful I will make your thunder fire deepen, and it will blow you away."

Ma Hongjun nodded frantically, fearing that Tang Yin would inflict a thunderstorm on him, which would not be a good feeling.

"Is everyone here? How was the spirit fight today?" Xiao Wu asked with a smile.

She and Tang San didn't lose a single match today, whether it was one-on-one or two-on-two, they all won perfectly, which made her feel very good.

Tang San glanced at the rest room and found that Dai Mubai's expression was not good, Ma Hongjun had a wretched look, Zhu Zhuqing had a cold expression, and Tang Yin was smiling.

"What's going on, Boss Dai? Could it be that he lost the soul fight?" Tang San couldn't help but think.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go back. The dean has something to do and has to leave first." Dai Mubai said suddenly.

The other people nodded, opened the door and walked outside.

As soon as he walked out of the big soul fighting arena, Ma Hongjun suddenly said: "You guys should go back first. The dean asked me to go to his store just now." There was unconcealable excitement on his face, which didn't seem like a good thing. .

Dai Mubai glanced at Ma Hongjun and said, "Then we'll go back first. Just take it easy."

"Boss Dai, aren't you going?"

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai with a lewd smile, and the meaning in his eyes almost overflowed.

Dai Mubai, who has experienced many battles, naturally understands what Ma Hongjun means. In normal times, he and Ma Hongjun would have to vent together, but today, not only Zhu Zhuqing is here, but Tang Yin is also here.

You should restrain yourself emotionally and rationally, otherwise Zhu Zhuqing will have a bad impression of him, especially when there is Tang Yin who is eyeing him.

With a slight cough, Dai Mubai glared at him angrily and said, "No, stop talking nonsense and leave quickly." After saying that, the corner of his eye drifted towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Ma Hongjun was stunned. Boss Dai is not like this usually? Did you change your gender today? Puzzled: "Boss Dai, are you really not going? Didn't you say that women are not counted as a population but as a resource?"

Dai Mubai said impatiently: "Get out of here, my taste is not as bad as yours."

Ma Hongjun was a little dissatisfied. This guy obviously went there more often than him, but now he said that my taste has become worse. I don’t know who always holds a pair of twins.