Douluo: the white tiger is proud of the world

Chapter 149 Too Conservative
After hearing Ye Xuan's voice, Tie Xiong stretched out his hand, took the golden soul card handed over, and agreed: "Yes, young master."

Ye Xuan waved his hand, didn't pay attention to Tie Xiong's words, but put his arms around Qian Renxue, and asked: "Xue'er, do you still want to eat that cake? If you want to eat, just ask Tie Xiong to bring some back." .”

"Then let's take some back. There's nothing to do anyway, so let's just pass the time." Qian Renxue looked at the competition platform below, her eyes full of boredom.

"Tie Xiong, remember to bring back three pastries." After Ye Xuan ordered, his eyes were on the competition stage.Although he didn't know the odds of Qingsheng, he knew that Qingsheng would definitely win.And if he bets Qingsheng to win, and if he evens out the odds, then he will definitely make a profit without losing money.

After hearing Ye Xuan's order, Tie Xiong walked out of the box with the Golden Soul Card.As soon as he walked out of the box, he also took out his Golden Soul Card from his body, ready to place a bet.

If there are two people, a young master and a young lady, if they are fighting a soul match, then they can only win by beating, and that is a matter of steady profit and no loss.After all, among people of the same level, it is impossible for anyone to be able to compare with the young master and the young lady.

Therefore, as long as you win by betting, it is basically tantamount to picking up money for nothing...

Tie Xiong soon came to the betting place, took a look at the odds of both sides, first bet with his own Golden Soul Card, and evened the odds with Ye Xuan's Golden Soul Card.After everything was done, Tie Xiong just walked towards the box with a smile on his face, carrying three pastries...

On the competition stage, Qingsheng looked at the opponent in front of him, and raised his long-lost fighting spirit in his heart.In order to respect his opponent, Qingsheng released his Qinglong Wuhun, and four spirit rings flickered on his body: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple.

"Qingsheng, Wuhun-Qinglong, level 43 assault system, fourth-ring war spirit sect." Qingsheng looked at the person in front of him, and made a gesture of opening.

"Wang Zhong, Martial Soul-Red Fire Ape, Level 47 Assault Department, Fourth Ring Battle Soul Sect." Wang Zhong looked at Qingsheng, and also released his Martial Soul, and reported his own Martial Soul and Soul Power Level.

It's just that there is a little solemnity in Wang Zhong's eyes. Although his soul power is four levels higher than that of Qingsheng, he feels a kind of suppression from the essence of Wuhun in Qingsheng's body.And since he was suppressed, he originally had [-]% of his strength, but now he can only display [-]% of his strength, and he has been suppressed by [-]% of his strength.

Therefore, Wang Zhong felt that the opponent this time was a bit unusual, and if he wanted to win, he had to go all out.Otherwise, my chances of winning may be very slim.

The host standing in the field saw that neither side was ready, and immediately said: "It seems that both sides are ready. Then, the competition officially begins!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, the kings rushed towards Qingsheng first, jumped up high, and clenched their right hands into a fist. Soul power was constantly gathering in the fist, and directly attacked Qingsheng.

Seeing the attacking fist, Qingsheng quickly thought of a defensive method in his mind.And judge how he will attack next time and how he will fight back.

I saw Qingsheng stretched out a palm, and when he blocked the attacking fists of the kings, his body leaned forward.But the kings were instinctive, sweeping towards Qingsheng.It's just that Qing Sheng had already seen his attack, so Qing Sheng dodged it directly, without hurting Qing Sheng at all.

Seeing the one in front of him, Qingsheng opened the empty door wide, and the hand holding his fist slammed hard.When Wang Zhong was caught off guard, his body leaned forward, Qingsheng's left hand clenched into a fist, and instantly attacked Wang Zhong's chest.And Wang Zhong had no way to return to defense now, he could only watch Qingsheng's fist fall on him.

In just a blink of an eye, Wang Zhong felt a severe pain in his chest, and then his body flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground.

After Wang Zhong got up from the ground, his eyes looked like Qingsheng in front of him. The fourth soul ring on his body flickered quickly, and a hot flame appeared in his hand, and the temperature on the field gradually increased.

"The fourth soul skill: Furious Red Flame!"

Without any hesitation, the kings directly attacked Xiang Qingsheng.The palms burning with flames were like two fiery fireballs, constantly attacking the vital points of Qingsheng's body.

But Qingsheng's own combat experience is very rich, and he can accurately judge the attack direction of the kings every time, so that he can block or sideways avoid the attacks of the kings.

"It's over." Qingsheng looked at the kings who were constantly attacking, and smiled, and the fourth soul ring on his body began to flicker.

Qingsheng stretched out a hand, with light blue soul power constantly gathering in his hand, there was a vibrant breath emanating from his body, and a high-pitched dragon chant sounded behind him.

"The fourth soul skill: Azure Dragon—Dragon Soul!"

A high-pitched dragon chant rose from the field, and a lifelike green dragon—Dragon Soul flew out from Qingsheng's hand and directly attacked the kings.

When Wang Zhong heard the voice, his eyes were a little lost. When he realized it, his body had been knocked out by the dragon soul and fell directly on the ground outside the court.

Seeing this, Qingsheng was a little disappointed, and the fighting spirit that had just risen in his heart disappeared again.He originally thought that Wang Zhong would be a very tall opponent, but he overestimated Wang Zhong and underestimated his own strength.Fortunately, I stopped just now and didn't attack with all my strength.Otherwise, Wang Zhong will not only be kicked out of the arena now, but at least he will be seriously injured.

After the host saw that the winner had been divided, he immediately said: "The winner of this soul fighting competition is our Qinglong contestant."

After Qingsheng heard the host's voice, he didn't have the idea of ​​staying in the field.He took out the jug, took a sip of the wine, and walked directly outside the arena. He can leave after the game is over, and he doesn't need to listen to the host's words on the court at all...

In the box, Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue, after watching the whole process of the Qingsheng competition.Qian Renxue ate the cake and said, "Qingsheng still has a lot of combat experience, but his fighting style is a bit conservative."

Qian Renxue's own fighting style is also to think about how to defend first, and then choose to attack.It's just that she uses seven points for offense and three points for defense, so as to achieve both offense and defense.

And Qingsheng's style is to look for the opponent's flaws in the defense, bring the opponent into his own fighting rhythm, and then make a counterattack.To put it simply, it is to understand your attack style first, and then look for flaws in your moves, and use your flaws to counterattack.

Although the fighting style is relatively conservative, as long as the gap in soul power is not too large, Qingsheng can slowly win.Because the longer the time, the more flaws the opponent will reveal, and Qingsheng's own chance of winning will be greater.

(End of this chapter)