Legend of Douluo, the god of snow

Chapter 144 Fighting Dao Ming Again

Looking at the small team of seven who didn't look like locals, Tang Le's eyes flashed with doubts, and then he thought of the tall big spirit fighting field behind him, and thought to himself: I should be here to participate in the fighting spirit competition here.

Then he shook his head, and didn't take this matter to heart, after all, if any small team came to another city, they would definitely challenge his big spirit fighting field, which has recently become the rule among soul masters.

After a while, just as he expected, the young team leader led the six of them straight into the Soto City Spirit Arena.

After bringing Xiao Er some spicy lobster noodles, Tang Le was unambiguous, and finished his lunch hungrily.

After resting for a while, Tang Le also walked quickly into the big soul fighting arena.

According to the information on the previous ticket, Tang Le found the way to the private special individual competition platform.

It's just that he was a little nervous along the way, because he was surrounded by heavily guarded guards. If he hadn't seen Tang Le holding a golden ticket in his hand, he might have arrested him long ago.

The granite on both sides is also a custom-made bluestone pattern, engraved with some densely packed words, and the carpet under Tang Le's feet is also carefully selected from high-quality silk.

Everything here exudes a "luxury" atmosphere.

After walking about 50 meters, we came to a corner.There was a temporary small counter by the corner, and the sign-ups in front of the counter were not familiar female staff members, but soldiers with sharp knives.

The registration here is also very simple. Tang Le handed over the ticket in his hand, and the soldier's expression became serious and respectful after a few careful glances.

"Please!" A rough voice sounded, and the soldier slowly pushed open the heavy gate, signaling Tang Le to enter the competition area.

The moment the gates were all opened, what appeared in front of Tang Le was an extremely vast battle platform. This platform was at least 50 meters long and 20 meters wide. The surrounding guardrails were made of special steel. Those above the level cannot destroy this special guardrail at all.

Tang Le walked in with curiosity, the floor inside was covered with red carpets, and the surroundings of the carpets were inlaid with golden patterns, which looked very beautiful and elegant.

It's just that Tang Le was a little puzzled. There was no audience seat in such a luxurious spirit arena. Apart from a luxurious small private room at the top of the arena, there were no other places around to watch the battle.

"Which guy who sent you to death is here?" Just as Tang Le was still observing his surroundings, an evil smile spread into his ears.

Tang Le turned his head immediately, staring blankly at the figure in black robe on the stage.

He immediately recognized who this person was, the holder of the 26-game winning streak, Dao Ming!
He was still the same as before, wearing a black robe that could completely cover his whole body, and a hideous mask on his face, leaving only two blood-red eyes.

Both of his arms are wrapped with special cloth, which can minimize the damage and prevent excessive blood loss in times of crisis.

"We met again." Tang Le said with a smile. If other people saw Dao Ming at this time, they might have been too scared to speak, but Tang Le was still able to talk and laugh happily. A little interested.

Dao Ming raised his brows, his eyes full of blood and evil spirit looked at Tang Le as if fascinated.

Sensing Dao Ming's spiritual attack from his ghostly eyes, Tang Le was not afraid at all, without even blinking his eyelids, the Beiming Zhenqi on his body rushed into his whole body at once, forcibly shaking his spirit The attack pushed back.

Dao Ming withdrew his attack, and said with a faint smile, "I remember you, come up." After speaking, he turned around and walked into the Soul Fighting Arena, leaving a space for Tang Le.

After Tang Le hesitated for a while, he jumped up with his right leg. The two-meter-high Soul Fighting Platform was obviously an object that could be easily climbed over in his eyes.

After he got on the fighting stage, he realized that this fighting stage was unusual.The countertop of the entire soul fighting platform is made of special crystal stones. This kind of stone can well maintain the effect of soul power. You will not lose a lot of soul power, and it has extremely high defense power, It is not something that can be penetrated by ordinary battles. Of course, if it is a team battle, then it will be mentioned separately.

The moment he jumped onto the battle platform, Tan Zhuo suddenly felt that his body was extremely light, and the soul power in his whole body was very abundant, and that full sense of strength suddenly surged up again.

"Why did you come to challenge me? What? Didn't you lose enough last time?" Dao Ming said indifferently, as if he didn't take Tang Le seriously. To Tang Le, he seemed to be just playing for fun, as if It's like playing house with children.

"Whoever can't defeat me will only make me stronger." Tang Le's eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted coldly.

"You're really confident." Dao Ming looked at Tang Le with interest, "You think you can knock me down after absorbing the third soul ring? It's ridiculous."

Tang Le's heart skipped a beat, how did he know that I absorbed the third soul ring?

Dao Ming said: "Don't be suspicious. I have noticed your aura since you first entered the door. At this time, you are calm and have a strong fighting spirit. Compared with before, that is too bad." many."

"However." At this point, his tone paused, and instantly became mocking, "You think you can defeat me with your strength? Come on, let me see how much you weigh!"

As soon as the words fell, Dao Ming's figure instantly became unreal, and an unknown gust of wind blew up the entire fighting spirit stage. Tang Le clearly saw a blood-red saber hovering in the center of the gust of wind.

That is Dao Ming's martial soul, Mingyue Dao!

Dao Ming's right hand released a black airflow, black and red intertwined, and the resulting light splashed everywhere.Then he twisted his right hand and slammed it into the air, and the Mingyue Saber fell directly into his hand.

Tang Le frowned slightly, looking at Dao Ming who seemed to be transformed into a god and demon, his whole body's vigilance was raised to the highest level.

It seems that not only has he become stronger, but also he has become stronger.

Tang Le thought to himself, originally thought that the shame of that day could be washed away after the breakthrough, but now it seems that this battle is still an unknown.

Tang Le raised his right hand, and a dexterous black silver grass came out from his palm. Three circles of light circled under his feet, and the cold and sharp soul power locked onto Dao Ming.

The long branches and leaves on the black silver grass began to spread to the ground, like a poisonous snake crawling on the ground, quickly spreading one by one on the battle platform.In less than three seconds, the Black Silver Grass had already covered the range Tang Le could control.

(End of this chapter)