Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 20 Leaf King vs. Dragon

Happy times are always short-lived.

Wang Mo hadn't seen enough yet, the two contestants who were fighting fiercely in the ring had already ended the fight hastily.

He looked at the two middle-aged men who were lying on the ground and panting heavily, and then looked at the host of Shengguang who flew high into the sky with his wings fluttering and couldn't see anything.

Wang Mo was heartbroken.

Hurry, too soon!

What's the matter with these two people on the stage, just hit each other twice and it's gone, it's useless to blind your strong physique.

Sighing, Wang Mo, who had no benefits to look at, could only look back at Ye Lingling who fell aside.

She was sitting upright, with her long black silk legs tightly closed, her hands clutching the corner of his clothes, trembling.

It was originally holding his hand, but perhaps because of shyness, it was changed to grabbing his clothes.

Seeing this scene, as a conscientious and pure-hearted person, the sunny boy Wang Mo will naturally get used to pampering her.

Raising his hand, he passed his left hand over, and put it on Ye Lingling's soft and silky thigh.

The two deserved to be close partners working together, and there was nothing to be said about the tacit understanding. Ye Lingling shuddered and immediately understood what Wang Mo meant.

His hands instantly covered the salted pig's trotters that Wang Mo handed over.

Seeing this, Yu Tianheng, who had been watching them silently since the two came in, unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth a few times.

This dog barren thing is really shameless!

Turning his head to look at Dugu Yan who was also sitting beside him, he wanted to try it, but he was afraid of being beaten.

Yu Tianheng thought to himself, his skin is really too thin.

Time passed by minute by minute.

During the period, people outside continued to enter the waiting room to wait for the start of the soul fight, and people continued to push open the gate in front of the entrance passage to go to the soul fight.

As for Wang Mo, the turbulent waves of the Holy Light host shocked the soul, and Ye Lingling's soft thighs warmed the palms of the hands afterward, so it didn't feel boring.

If the host in front hadn't called the number plate to ask them to play, Wang Mo really wanted to sit here all night.

After getting up and stretching his stiff muscles, Wang Mo raised his hand and led Ye Lingling towards the entrance passage.

"Come on, it's time for us to play."

Ye Lingling didn't speak. The atmosphere of the scene made her very uncomfortable. She was held by Wang Mo and followed behind him step by step.

Just like a door-matched little daughter-in-law.

Pushing open the door connected to the soul fighting platform outside, a strong sound wave spread over the face in an instant, all kinds of killing them, tearing them apart, whistling, and roaring could be heard endlessly.

Not to mention Ye Lingling's social phobia, even Wang Mo, a social terrorist, felt a little uncomfortable.

The noise at the scene was too loud!

Using soul power to make a simple isolation protection on both ears, although the surrounding sounds are still very noisy, but it has improved a lot.

He raised his hand to give Ye Lingling a blessing, which eased her frowning all at once.

Seeing the grateful gaze she gave, Wang Mo smiled slightly, and tightened his hand. "Let's go, it's time for us to play!"

This is just one of the smaller ones among the many soul fighting platforms in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

The overall shape is circular, and the diameter of the arena is about 20 meters.

After all, it is only used for duel battles of great soul masters, such an area is completely enough.

The host, whose body was covered with holy light, was standing in the center of the fighting spirit stage, passionately introducing the information of the two soul masters on the stage.

As for the opponent.

Wang Mo glanced across to see two middle-aged men.

I don't know if this soul fighting field prefers such muscular men who are not useful. Wang Mo saw several of them backstage just now.

It seemed that Wang Mo was looking at him, and the middle-aged man opposite him grinned instantly.

Can't tell what it feels like.

It's just terrible, the kind that can stop children from crying at night.

The most obvious thing is that Ye Lingling, who was following behind, trembled unconsciously, and cold sweat came out of her palms.

Too damned to dare to scare his lovable teammates.

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and decided that he had to cut him twice later to vent his anger on Ye Lingling.

Seeing that both sides of the fighting spirit had arrived, the host of Shengguang immediately cleared his throat. "Please release the soul rings for the Yewang combination and the Zhanlong combination. At the same time, dear audience friends, you can also start betting."

"The odds of this game are 2:1, the game will start after the betting is over, and the betting channel will be closed at the same time."

Seven soul rings slowly rose from above the soul fighting platform.

"No way, how come there is still one contestant participating in the soul fighting of the two-ring great soul masters?"

"The combination of King Ye? How dare you call him King Ye with this level of soul power?"

"Looking at their costumes, they seem to be the school uniforms of the Tiandou Royal Academy. It may be the request of the teachers of the academy."

"Yes, I came from next door, and there are also students from Tiandou Imperial Academy over there. Their strength is called a dish, and their beatings are called miserable."

"Hit, beat this Ye Wang to death for me, don't ask why, I just can't understand these noble children!"

In the auditoriums around, hundreds of spectators were excited, each and every one of them yelled so that spittle was scattered all over the place, which made Wang Mo's mouth puckered.

No matter which world you are in, there are many people who hate the rich and the powerful.

Perhaps it was because they were young, or because the other Tiandou students in the Soul Fighting Arena next to them had induced them, the bets for this match were placed extraordinarily quickly.

It was over within 2 minutes of opening.

Receiving a signal from a colleague in the auditorium responsible for collecting money and making notes, the host of Shengguang raised his arm with a smile, and quickly lowered it in a turbulent wave.

"Spirit Fighting Platform No. 22, the two-person combination of soul fighting Ye Wang vs. Zhanlong, starts now!"

Om~!

With a trembling sound, the bright yellow soul guide shield rose up, covering the entire soul fighting platform below, preventing the aftermath of the soul skills collision of the two soul masters from splashing into the auditorium.

"Drink~!"

The strong men on the side of the Zhanlong Group launched the attack first, and only heard them yell softly, and the surface of their bodies was quickly covered by pieces of scales.

Hearing that their combination was called Zhanlong, Wang Mo thought they were soul masters of dragon martial spirits, and at worst they should be sub-dragons.

Take a look at the results at this time.

Good guy, you guys are just two geckos, so you have the guts to take a combination name like Zhanlong?

Telling Ye Lingling to retreat to the edge of the fighting spirit platform and not to approach the battlefield, Wang Mo raised his hand and condensed the martial spirit Tetanus Blade.

On the rusty knife, traces of scarlet flickered, as if he was proclaiming his bloodthirsty to the world.

The other party probably wanted to take the lead in dealing with Ye Lingling, so they moved forward in an arc from left to right, preparing to bypass Wang Mo.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first. As long as Ye Lingling is dealt with at the same level, Wang Mo, a first-ring soul master, is nothing to be afraid of.

Regarding this, Wang Mo Jie Jie smiled, and a series of lightning lights emerged from his body, and a Z-shaped movement instantly intercepted it.

The Wuhun Tetanus Blade dragged behind him, and its tip drew a series of long sparks on the ground of the fighting spirit platform.

(End of this chapter)