Douluo: Being spoiled by Big Brother Tang San

Chapter 433
The interior of the Hell Killing Fields looked even cruder than the exterior.

Inside is a large platform platform, and outside is a circle of stands, extending upwards.

Although the stands are large, there are not many people watching.

There is a battle going on in the venue at the moment, and screams have already sounded.

Among the ten people, seven people have turned into corpses, and the rest are still fighting.

When they entered, Tang San and Tang Jiulu had already poured the Bloody Mary into a huge container at the door.

Then the two walked in and found a seat back and sat down.

Not long after sitting down, they felt a wave of glances.

Besides the spectators, there was also Hu Liena.

Tang San and Tang Jiulu were outstanding in appearance, but it was the first time they saw each other, and many people began to be tempted.

You know, usually, such people are newcomers.

But they didn't see a guide beside them. One was not sure, but no one stepped forward for the time being.

Soon Tang San's number was called.

He stood up, waved at Tang Jiulu, and went down.

Tang Jiulu rested his chin, waiting to watch the third brother's first battle.

At this moment, a person sat down beside her, and it was Hu Liena.

"What I didn't expect was that he played first."

Tang Jiulu replied with a smile, "Let's try the water first. We have to fight one by one, otherwise it will be bad if we are accidentally assigned together."

"Tsk, it looks like he's prettier than Tang San, but you're too careless."

Hu Liena glanced at Tang Jiulu, her eyes flickered for a while before asking.

"You, why didn't you agree?"

Tang Jiulu looked at Tang San leaping into the arena, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "What do you not agree to? Be the saint of Wuhun Temple?"

Feeling the unwillingness and anger coming from the side, Tang Jiulu smiled, "In this way, don't you have a chance?"

"It's inappropriate because your ambition will impact my life."

Tang Jiulu's first words made Hu Liena feel an indescribable anger in her heart. She had a chance.

But the last sentence made her stunned.

Tang Jiulu ignored Hu Liena's mood and continued, "Actually, if Your Majesty the Pope agrees to my first request and doesn't move everyone around me, then what's the point of joining the Spirit Hall?"

"It's just an organization."

Hu Liena's mind was shaken suddenly, and she looked at Tang Jiulu with complicated eyes.

"Is that just an organization? You single-handedly created the Soul Master Alliance, so many soul masters, so many title Douluo! Are you going to give up?"

Tang Jiulu turned around in surprise, "Give up? Why did you give up? If I join Wuhundian, won't they all join me?"

"only……"

A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Jiulu's mouth, "At that time, the battle will not be a battle between the two organizations outside, but a battle inside the Spirit Hall."

"For example, to compete for the position of the next pope?"

Hu Liena's body shook, and the clothes on her back were soaked in cold sweat.

This woman is horrible.

The forces created by oneself give up as soon as they say they give up, and that's fine.

The key is that she can bring everyone in her forces to join the Wuhun Temple.

If she is really allowed to sit on the Pope's position.

Then why can't it be said that Wuhundian has become a soul master alliance?

Hu Liena took a deep look at Tang Jiulu, "No wonder, Your Majesty didn't agree."

Tang Jiulu smiled, "So, your Wuhun Hall can still stand up to this day, this pope is very powerful."

Hu Liena's heart was blocked, these words sounded like she was praising the Wuhun Temple, the Pope, and her teacher.

But why does she sound so uncomfortable?
Hu Liena glared at Tang Jiulu angrily, and then looked at the stage.

On the platform, ten people had already stood still, ready to fight.

She snorted coldly, and once again shifted the topic to Tang San on the stage.

"From this point of view, your not joining the Spirit Hall is all because of Tang San and the others."

"But you are so playful, Tang San looks like the stubborn one at first glance, when the time comes to fight, I really don't know who will win!"

Tang Jiulu smiled even wider, "Ah, of course the third brother won!"

On the killing stage, Tang San stood there quietly, looking at the other nine people who took the stage together.

"Game start!"

The majestic murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

Maybe it was because Tang San was too handsome, the other nine people just took a look, and all attacked him.

Tang San stretched out his hand lightly, a black hammer suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, waved it, and rushed up.

Hu Liena was startled suddenly, "Oh, you are actually looking for a disciple of the Clear Sky School? Are you trying to split the Clear Sky School?"

Tang Jiulu smiled brighter, "Do you believe it? As long as I am willing, I will still choose the disciples of the Haotian School."

Tang San is equal to the disciple of Haotianzong, there is nothing wrong with it.

Hu Liena took a suffocated breath, looking at Tang San's eyes on the killing field became a little serious.

She wanted to see how the disciples of the Haotian School fought.

The other spectators at the side cast their gazes at Tang Jiulu from time to time.

This strange-looking guy actually knew Hu Liena!
This is what they did not expect.

What they didn't expect was that there was a woman in black gauze standing beside Tang Jiulu at some point.

"Then, isn't it the guide of the newcomer period?"

"So, this is a newcomer?"

"A newcomer who just came to the capital of killing, and then came to participate in the battle? Really not afraid of death."

"But they know Hu Liena..."

"So what if you know each other, and you won't always follow..."

"makes sense."

Many people whispered in private, and looked at Tang Jiulu more often.

But at this moment, there was a sudden scream from the stage, which attracted everyone's attention.

Tang San stood in the center, stepped on a person, and the huge black hammer in his hand hit the ground all at once, directly smashing the person's legs.

The scream came from the man's mouth.

The other people around looked at Tang San in the field with a little horror.

Tang San exerted force on his feet, and the man lost his voice.

Out of ten people, can only one survive?
Then he can't be merciful.

The huge hammer turned into streaks of light and smashed towards the others.

The strength of other people in this battle is really not very good.

After 1 minutes, the battle is over.

Tang San wins!
Tang San put away the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and leaped towards Tang Jiulu. His body was not even stained with a drop of blood.

The other people around, who were still peeping at Tang Jiulu, suddenly died down.

Such a strong man cannot be provoked!

(End of this chapter)