Deification from Wuhun

Chapter 162 Tang San's Details

Compared with yesterday, today's arena is not so lively.

Although the number of personnel is almost the same, but there is no passion like yesterday.

After all, the Wuhundian team had already lost yesterday.

There are many people in Wuhundian who are still in a dreamlike state.

Compared to them, the three members of the golden generation of Wuhundian who were involved were also on the viewing platform next to them.

Obvious changes appeared in them, and the domineering self-confidence they had yesterday had collapsed.

They stood on a high place, looking at the playing field below, and the scene from yesterday flashed through their minds from time to time.

The sluggishness in their eyes made them appear to be in a trance.

"Everyone, today is a match between six teams and the top three, and today's first match is Tiandou Royal Academy vs. Shrek Academy."

The voice of the referee's introduction spread throughout the scene, and the atmosphere became slightly active.

"Tian Dou vs. Shrek? These two teams plus the Wuhundian team are far stronger than the others. Now that they match, isn't there another team that can't even make it to the top three?"

"If Wuhundian and Shrek weren't so unlucky, at least they could compete for the second place."

"That's right! Facing Soul Sage, the others can only compete for the runner-up!"

At this time, the scene became lively, discussing in low voices.

"Let's invite players from both sides to enter!"

The referee's loud voice fell, and the personnel of the two teams walked towards the ring.

Zhou Tian led his teammates to the ring.

On the other side, the first person from the Shrek team has changed from Dai Mubai to another person.

In the entry materials, it is registered as a gray wolf martial soul with a soul power of level 43.

"A scene similar to yesterday actually appeared on this field again! In such an important match, the Shrek Academy team played a player who had never appeared before."

The referee next to him glanced at the information in his hand, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"What's strange is that the information shows that his cultivation base is only level 43. Why did he lead the team to the ring at this time."

"Could it be that he already knew that the game would fail, so he randomly picked a player as the scapegoat?"

"Okay, both sides are ready!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, various lights appeared on the playing field.

One of them is so conspicuous.

"Fake...it's fake!" A spectator stammered, pointing at the Shrek team.

The boy who led the Shrek team was covered with a strong black aura, burning like a flame.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, red, and red, nine soul rings floated on the boy's body.

A powerful breath rushed towards the face, making the scene quiet, and most people felt a sense of suffocation.

"Title Douluo?"

Dugu Bo exclaimed, and took a step forward to look at the teenagers in shock.

That aura is stronger than his, it's really a hell.

First of all, on Zhou Tian, ​​the cultivation base of the Soul Sage is stronger than that of himself, the Titled Douluo.

Now that such a boy has appeared, what is going on in this world?
Not far away, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath to calm his beating heart.

This year's competition is always so unexpected.

Glancing at Zhou Tian opposite, Ning Fengzhi didn't have much worry in his heart.

Although Zhou Tian's cultivation is a soul sage, he has personally experienced that strong sense of oppression, even a level 96 peak Douluo cannot move.

It was already clear that ordinary Titled Douluo were no match for Zhou Tian.

Standing on the high platform, Bibi Dong tightly grasped the scepter with her slender fingers, and looked at the boy with a slight frown.

The calmness in the eyes is terrifying!
Below, under the powerful aura of Title Douluo, the referee said tremblingly: "The match...begins!"

"The gap between you and me is obvious, admit defeat!" The boy's eyes were black and gold, and he stared at Zhou Tian indifferently.

A touch of pressure came to his face, Zhou Tian hadn't responded yet.

All the teammates behind him, except Zhu Zhuqing, couldn't stop backing away with fear on their faces.

"Emotional and spiritual strength? Just saying a word, exuding momentum, can make people's spirits fall into fear, not a bad way."

Zhou Tian praised in his heart, and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.

"You can't intervene in the next battle, so take them down!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and when the others heard this, they quickly ran down the field.

Turning his head to look at the young man in front of him, Zhou Tian was able to confirm one thing, he was Tang San.

The moment he burst out with strength, the perfect disguise was leaked.

His aura was exposed. In addition, Zhou Tian's perception also found a lot of information.

Especially the perception of being a great witch, a striking force is deeply entangled with Tang San's body and soul.

It was a resentment, the resentment of heaven and earth, the resentment of nature.

Murderous evil spirit and some other dark forces merged with the resentment of heaven and earth to form a powerful black force.

And compared to it, is another force in Tang San's body.

There is pity in compassion, but it is only an appearance.

Zhou Tian's strong perception can feel the absolute domineering in this golden power, the domineering that cannot be violated by others.

The two forces formed a balance, and it felt like there was something weird about it.

These are the martial arts cultivation in Tang San's body, and his spirit power has actually reached level 95.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, a red aura erupted from Zhou Tian's body.

It poured out like a waterfall, instantly pushing back the power that affected the spirit.

Behind Tang San, the rest of the Shrek team also fell into fear at this moment.

The fear of death with pure killing intent made them retreat involuntarily.

"No, no...I don't want to die!"

"what!"

There was a scream, and the three ordinary players ran off the ring.

Although Dai Mubai and the others were strong, they couldn't help their legs trembling, the mental blackness in their minds was seduced, and their whole emotions fell into fear.

It's just their eyes, looking at Tang San's back from time to time, making their trembling legs, not daring to back away.

"Humph!"

Tang San snorted coldly, the three trembled all over, but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran down the ring.

"Dare to go against my will, I don't know how to live or die!" Tang San looked at Zhou Tian with cold eyes, and an indifferent voice sounded.

Zhou Tian didn't pay attention to Tang San at all, one after another spirit rings rose from his body.

Although Tang San's cultivation has reached level 95, no matter the strength, quantity or purity of his spirit power.

It's not as good as Zhou Tian, ​​who is now level 86.

It is even far weaker than Zhou Tian in terms of strength.

"Buzz!"

Like the roar of an ancient bell, the golden light suddenly appears.

The Sanskrit sound resounded, and the golden palm print hit directly.

The golden palm print is about two meters in size and powerful, just like a real palm.

With an incomparably domineering force, he blasted towards Zhou Tian.

"boom!"

A roaring sound sounded, and the golden light exploded.

Zhou Tian felt a strong wind blowing against his face, blowing strands of long hair.

A black aura enveloped the surroundings, and the Three Corpses Lord of the Rings shimmered in his hand.

A short black monkey stood on top of the dark red clouds, and raised a palm in front of it.

This was the first scene everyone saw after the golden light dissipated.

(End of this chapter)