Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Chapter 211 Shura Mode
The scorching sun hung high, and the sun shone on the entire Martial Arts Island, making the already noisy island even hotter.

Around the square on the top of the mountain, a sea of ​​black people gathered, waves of sound spread, and even the clouds in the sky were washed away by the waves of sound.

With the Wei family's easy [-]-[-] victory over the Song family, this martial arts meeting also has a further round of results. Next, it will be a duel between the Wei family and the Han family. Only the winner of this match will be the winner. Only now have the qualifications to challenge the previous champion, the Shentu family.

Countless eyes glanced at the seats of the Han family and the Wei family, and some whispers spread, obviously they were all measuring the combat effectiveness of the two sides.

"Among the Wei family, Wei Zhen and Na Chen Luo are both qualified to hit level 57. Even Wei Li, who is the worst, has reached the peak level of level 54." Han Mengqi gritted her teeth and looked at the Wei family. direction, sighed.

"This time, we are afraid that something is not good."

"The only chance of winning is if Sister Meng Qi draws Wei Li, who is relatively weakest in the opponent's strength, and wins, and then Tang San wins a game, so that we can narrowly beat the Wei family two to one." Han Yan also said helplessly. .

Tang San frowned, he didn't like the feeling of putting his hope on that ethereal lottery.

The elders of the Han family obviously knew the importance of this battle, but after some discussion, they found that the situation was still not optimistic, so they could only frown and shake their heads, then Han Shuo walked over, looked at Tang San and the others, Resignedly said: "Meng Qi, let's draw lots first."

Han Mengqi nodded slightly, waved her jade hand, split the lottery into three, and handed it to Tang San and Han Yan under the supervision of the referee from Shentu's house not far away.

Han Yan stretched out her hand to draw lots first, took a look, and smiled wryly: "My opponent is Na Chenluo."

With her strength, if she meets Chen Luo, she will definitely lose.

Tang San also stretched out his hand, looked at the result, his face was also a little weird, and said: "It seems that you have no hope, then Wei Li was drawn by me."

Having said that, Tang San was also a little helpless, he didn't expect that the weakest of the three members of the Wei family would be chosen by him.

"Then my opponent should be Wei Zhen." Han Mengqi bit her lip, looked at the remaining light lottery, sighed lightly, and said, "It seems that the most important match of this competition will be rounds. here I come"

In the current situation, Han Yan's encounter with Chen Luo is obviously a loser, and Lin Dong's encounter with Wei Li, who is the weakest opponent, is obviously a win. In this way, the most important match will become After the battle between Han Mengqi and Wei Zhen, this position has almost completely changed from the previous one.
Han Shuo on the side was also frowning tightly, but the result had already come out, so he had nothing to do, he could only say, "Meng Qi should act first, if the result is not good, there is no need to compete later."

Looking at the distribution, the most important thing is Han Mengqi's result. If she loses, the score will be fixed at two to zero. Even if Tang San is powerful, he still cannot reverse the result.

Hearing this, Han Mengqi nodded slightly, gritted her silver teeth lightly, and said, "I'll try my best." After the voice fell, she no longer hesitated, and with a movement of her tender body, she flew directly to a place.

Looking at the beautiful figure she swept away, Han Shuo sighed, looked at Tang San, and said with a wry smile: "If it fails, it's not your fault. It can only be said that my Han family is not as strong as others."

Tang San had no choice but to turn his head immediately, looking in the direction of the Wei family. At this time, Wei Zhen also looked over, showing him a schadenfreude smile, and then moved towards the stage where Han Mengqi fell.

"Hehe, Ms. Mengqi, it seems that the foreign aid your Han family invited is unable to turn the tide this time." Wei Zhen landed on the ground, smiling at Han Mengqi, and said.

"Wei Zhen, it's too early for you to be happy!" Han Mengqi's gentle cheeks also showed a little anger because of Wei Zhen's sarcasm, and even her soft voice became much colder.

"The result is a foregone conclusion, do you think you can beat me?" Wei Zhen jokingly said.

"You have to fight to know!" Gu Mengqi said coldly, holding her jade hand, a blue long sword like a crescent moon flashed out, and a cold light overflowed from the blade, obviously it was not weak The weapons soul.

Seeing this, Wei Zhen smiled faintly, and slowly grasped the huge knife behind his back with his palm, and immediately spun his palm, the huge knife flew out, and stuck heavily on the ground in front of him.

boom!
The giant knife was inserted into the ground, but even the ground trembled. At the same time, a shockingly sharp knife light gradually spread from Wei Zhen's body.

"Ten rounds, you will know the result."

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, Wei Zhen raised his head and grinned at Han Mengqi, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife in an instant, and the movement of his body was like thunder, darting out.

Boom!

And as Wei Zhen's figure flitted out, an extremely astonishing sharp knife light shot straight into the sky, where the knife light passed, the hard square was like tofu, scattered and cracked, and many people were moved by it.

In the stands, Tang San looked at the glow of the sword in the field, his lips were slightly pursed, and Han Yan and others beside him had even more ugly expressions.

The situation in the arena was almost completely dominated by Wei Zhen, that fierce and domineering saber aura enveloped every corner of the arena, while Han Mengqi was retreating steadily in this kind of offensive. Look at this, Everyone knows that facing Wei Zhen, Han Mengqi's chances of winning are almost nonexistent.
"In less than ten rounds, she will lose." Tang San stared at the field, and immediately said softly.

Hearing these words, Han Yan and the others' eyes darkened even more. Han Shuo beside him sighed helplessly. Such a result could not be changed.

The atmosphere in the seats of the Han family was solidified and oppressive. All the children of the Han family were clenching their fists tightly. Could it be that the Han family will stop here?
Swish!

The domineering saber energy shot out violently, the attack was like rushing thunder, and the beautiful figure in it was like a small boat in the rainstorm, crumbling.

"I lost." Tang San's eyes suddenly froze, and he murmured.

"hey-hey."

Just when Tang San said this, Wei Zhen in that scene had a smile on his face, and then his eyes turned cold instantly, he held the knife in both hands, and slashed down angrily.

"The fourth soul skill, Mountain Crack!"

The berserk sword energy roared out, and countless sword glows turned into a huge mountain in mid-air, and the mountain was directly facing Han Mengqi.

shhhhhh!
Han Mengqi looked at the mountain of knives that came suddenly, her eyes became extremely dignified, almost all the soul power in her body gushed out, and a rainbow of hundreds of feet of sword rushed out, slashing fiercely on the mountain of knives.

boom!
At the moment of the impact, a shocking sound resounded through the sky, and then, a violent sword qi and sword light swept away crazily, and ruthlessly impacted on Han Mengqi's body.

puff.

A mouthful of blood was spurted directly from Han Mengqi's mouth, and her delicate body also flew upside down, and immediately fell to the outside in a bit of a state of embarrassment.

"I said, within ten rounds, you will be defeated." In mid-air, Wei Zhen stood up with his knife in his hand, a slightly insolent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In the first round, the Wei family wins!" Seeing this, the Shentu family's referee immediately announced the result of the competition.

When the sound came out, cheers came from the direction of the Wei family, and one after another proud eyes looked towards the direction of the Han family, which made many children of the Han family look a little ugly.

Han Mengqi turned slightly pale and swept back to the seat of the Han family, then looked at Tang San and the others, and said with a wry smile: "Sorry."

Tang San sighed softly in his heart, then turned his head, only to see Wei Zhen standing in the air looking at him, and when he saw Tang San looking over, a trace of domineering flashed across his face.

"Tang San, it seems that you don't have the qualifications to turn the tide." Wei Zhen stood in the air, looked at Tang San, and said with a smile.

"This kind of competition that doesn't even require a shot is very aggrieved, isn't it?"

Tang San frowned slightly and looked at Wei Zhen who was getting carried away, but fell silent.

"Oh, forget it."

Han Shuo patted Tang San's shoulder and sighed: "I'm afraid my Han family can't give you the quota. If you need other compensation, feel free to bring it up."

Tang San rubbed his forehead, said: "Didn't I say it earlier, I'm only interested in the quota of Honghuang Pagoda."

"But our Han family has already lost," Han Shuo said helplessly.

"Losing? Not necessarily."

Tang San smiled when he heard the words, and immediately turned his head, staring at Han Shuo and others, and said softly: "Isn't there still a Shura mode?"

"Asura mode?"

Hearing these words, Han Mengqi and the others instantly raised their heads, staring at Tang San with a dull gaze, and even the old face of Han Shuo on the side was faintly moved.

(End of this chapter)