Douluo: If someone breaks the defense, I will become stronger!

next moment.

Zhuge Divine Crossbow was aimed at the middle-aged man.

"boom!"

The poor middle-aged man didn't know what happened, but he felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and then he screamed unconsciously.

Blood splattered everywhere!

The smell of blood floated in the air, and the onlookers were silent for a moment. Then they suddenly cheered wildly for Tang San. Their excited screams attracted curious glances from several spectator stands around.

The middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground, struggling to hold his broken leg and wailing.

It seems that it is difficult to connect again.

Lu Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Isn't it possible that this kid has turned dark in advance? In the original work, he was thrown into the city of killing by Tang Hao for training, and he developed a violent aura. How could he be self-awakening?

Is it possible?

but……

Lu Cheng looked indifferent, looked at Tang San's provocative eyes, and sneered.

Are you showing off your power?

Have a hidden weapon than yourself?

Although Tang Hao is behind you now, I can't just kill you for the time being.

But we must also take out the custom-made soul cannon to let this little brat see what the real power of technology is.

Sir, times have changed!

No, the era of your hidden weapons has not yet begun, and I will force it to end!

The on-site referee quickly controlled the scene and protected the middle-aged man who was wailing.

This is a game, not a life and death zone.

Injury is an acceptable range in the Soul Arena, but being beaten to death is not acceptable.

With a proud face on his face, Tang San put the Zhuge Divine Crossbow into his belt and slowly walked off the stage under the nervous gazes of everyone.

Let you idiots see what the power of technology is!

The Tang Sect's hidden weapons were the most high-end precision weapons in the previous life. In this life, they were made of local special metals and were even more damaging!

Envy, right?

Are you greedy?

Tang San smiled and looked disdainfully at Lu Cheng, who was sitting in the spectator seats.

I was so scared that I couldn't speak.

Humph, I just want you to know what will happen if you provoke me, Tang San!

Just when Tang San was thinking that Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong would change their attitude towards him in the future and become more favorable to him.

But didn't notice.

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes showed disgust.

In her mind, this not only showed Tang San's strength, but also abused the weak.

He had obviously won, but he had to show off at the cost of the opponent's leg.

In Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, this was no different from a heinous crime.

She was born into a noble family, and her sister and Dai Mubai's brother treated them like a cat playing with a mouse.

She is not afraid of death, and she only holds her breath when she comes here to improve herself, trampling under her feet the sisters who once teased her, and smashing her so-called arrogance and calmness to control the situation to pieces!

Unfortunately, Tang San had touched all her lightning points from the moment they met until now...

Therefore, when Tang San walked into the viewing area with a cheerful face, and was about to sit next to Zhu Zhuqing and strike up a conversation, he was stopped by Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice.

"roll!"

"Pfft!" Ma Hongjun couldn't hold it back, burying his head in his arms and laughing.

Dai Mubai also stood up with a cold face, sandwiched between Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing.

"She said get lost, couldn't you hear her?"

"you!"

Tang San pointed at Zhu Zhuqing with a look of astonishment on his face, wondering why he was treated like this.

He has shown such strong strength, shouldn't these girls worship me and admire me?

why?

Lu Cheng looked at the confused Tang San and felt it was funny.

The Tang Shenwang broke away from the aura of prosperity in the original work and finally began to show his true nature.

"Hmph, just wait for me!"

Tang San had a dark face, and after defining the way to death to Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun in his heart, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

He really couldn't stay in this Shrek Academy for a day!

Fortunately, there is still Ning Rongrong.

It is said that she is the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect. As long as she shows off the Zhuge Divine Crossbow again, she will definitely gain her favor and even come into contact with the master of the Qibao Glazed Sect!

The previous misunderstandings will also disappear.

Humph, just wait!

Bitch!

"Are you OK……"

Dai Mubai's expression softened and he turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.

"You get out too!"

"Pfft!" Ma Hongjun covered his face and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Dai Mubai walked back to his original position with a dark face.

He also has his own princely arrogance. Being able to bow down to a woman is already his limit. What else does she want?

Lu Cheng smiled faintly, then turned to look at Dai Mubai.

"Mubai, can you change the game mode?"

"Lu Cheng, you..."

"I want to change the game into a life-and-death zone, preferably with the most ferocious opponent, one who kills countless people."

……

Soon, Lu Cheng came on stage.

Facing the eyes of everyone at Shrek, Lu Cheng calmly straightened his clothes, tapped his toes, and jumped onto the stage.

"Boss Dai, what's wrong with Brother Cheng? Is it so difficult for the first time?" Ma Hongjun wrinkled his fat face and asked in disbelief.

"do not know."

Dai Mubai shook his head, "But I'm sure that the guy opposite Lu Cheng is going to suffer."

"Hiss... you said that," Ma Hongjun shuddered and quickly turned to look at the arena.

The host is introducing passionately.

"Next, the first one-on-one soul battle in our Seventeenth Soul Fighting Arena will take place, and the two soul masters will appear!"

"They are, Lu Cheng, the fighting spirit master who possesses the spirit of the soul-eating gun, versus Bai, the fighting spirit master who has won thirteen games in a row and has the bloodthirsty wolf with the beast spirit."

"Let's wait and see how it ends!"

It was obvious that when the host was reading the information from both sides, his surprise was palpable.

The almost crazy cheers at the scene represented the overwhelming support of the audience.

Just mentioning the word "white" makes the audience's blood boil.

In every game of his, blood is displayed to the extreme.

Watching his game is like appreciating a feast of blood.

No one cares who his opponent is.

Because no matter who it is, his head will be pulled out by him, along with the scorpion-like spine, and they will end miserably.

The stakes were insane.

Almost a one to ten winning rate.

Dai Mubai slapped his forehead and kicked Ma Hongjun: "Fat man, go and place your bet! Put everything I have saved into it!"

Ma Hongjun suddenly realized and ran towards the betting table in a rolling and crawling manner.

Only Lu Cheng smiled faintly.

He had just placed 10,000 gold soul coins on himself. If he won, he would gain 100,000, which was enough to make this Soul Arena painful.

In front of him, there was another person who bet on himself to win.

Below Bai Ying, there are countless densely packed names. Flanders' name is in sharp contrast to the few people below Lu Cheng.

All I can say is that he is indeed an old fox.

Lu Cheng smiled faintly.

He raised his head and looked at the strong man opposite, whose face was full of flesh and muscles bulged like hills.

With a flip of his hands, a fixed soul cannon appeared on his shoulders.

For my one hundred thousand gold soul coins, please die.