Douluo's super god level choice

Chapter 82 The best drama! !
The Great Soul Arena in Soto City is still a familiar venue, the familiar No.14 Soul Arena!
But the audience was quite different from the last time, it was full of people, it was a dense crowd, and it could kill you if you hit a brick, the kind of a dozen!

At the entrance to the ring passage, Tang Er rubbed Tang San's shoulders like a professional boxing coach, repeatedly explaining the tactics.

"According to the script, you must be beaten badly in the early stage, and then create an accident for the opponent, creating the illusion that you are lucky to win!"

Tang San looked confident, "Don't worry, brother, when did my brother let you down!"

Then he turned his head and walked towards the ring with confident steps!
Tang Er could only pray secretly, maybe don't make any more fools!
The familiar middle-aged man in a black tuxedo appeared on stage again. He was very proud to see the crowded auditorium. The Soul King Bidou didn't even have half as many people here as himself. What an honorable thing!

He cleared his throat, "The following will be our No.14 Soul Fighting Field, a much-anticipated contest. The two sides in the battle are the genius boy Tang San. Grass, what an astonishing amount of perseverance it is to reach the level of a great soul master!"

The audience below booed as always!

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"Trash, go to hell!"

"Trash, admit defeat quickly!"

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The voice of contempt in the crowd was overwhelming!
"Hmph! I'll see you guys can still laugh!"

Tang San pointed his middle finger at the crazy crowd with disdain!

The middle-aged man in the tuxedo went on to introduce, "And the other one is amazing. He has played four games without a single defeat, an invincible attacking soul master, Iron Dragon!!!"

"Level 26 Great Soul Master, Wuhun is a forging hammer with super attack power!!"

The disdain in the audience suddenly turned into enthusiastic cheers.

"Come on, Master Iron Dragon!!"

"Master Iron Dragon hammered that trash to death!!"

"It's Master Tielong, that trash is doomed, so be sure."

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The competition officially started. Tie Long is a taciturn man, not too tall, but extremely stocky. He is the same type as Zhao Wuji, the immovable king.

Under the strong body, there is hidden explosive power, especially his two arms, because of long-term swinging the casting hammer, they have become the legendary unicorn arms, which are extremely thick and disproportionate to his figure.
Tie Long looked at Tang San in front of him, he didn't despise him, the spirit power in his right palm was bursting, and he held the black casting hammer tightly in his hand!

Seeing this, Tang San couldn't help being overjoyed, if other spirits create accidents by themselves and win by luck, it's still a little difficult.

But the casting hammer, the martial soul he is most familiar with, lets him hammer himself to pieces every minute.

Seeing that the iron dragon was coming towards him aggressively with a huge hammer in his hand.

Tang San smiled confidently, the light blue spirit power fluctuated in his right hand, the most primitive blue silver grass spirit spread in his palm.

There are two yellow spirit rings under his feet, which are the auxiliary functions of the spirit ring upgrade card, which can be converted into low-level spirit rings to cover himself.

The first soul ring flickered, and the Blue Silver Grass in the palm grew rapidly and spread, entangled like a blue ribbon, Iron Dragon's Forging Hammer!

"Haha, you can't move anymore, you should admit defeat quickly!"

Tang San talked triumphantly.

The audience below saw this guy's snarky look, and his teeth itched with hatred.

"Master Iron Dragon, kill this trash!"

"Kill him, stop talking nonsense with him, and get rid of him with one move."

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Tie Long's expression was neither sad nor happy, and he glanced at Tang San coldly.

The yellow soul ring under his feet shines.

The casting hammer in his hand suddenly shook slightly but extremely rapidly.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

It caused the surrounding air to vibrate, and then a huge force exploded from the casting hammer. The blue silver grass vines vibrated violently, and then quickly scattered and shattered.

Seeing this, Tang San was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that his expression was wrong, he widened his eyes and opened his mouth, "Impossible! My Blue Silver Grass is invincible!"

Then he made a gesture, wanting to put away the martial soul in a hurry, but it was too late, the martial soul shattered.

Tang San fell to the ground in an exaggerated response, then quickly took out the prepared ketchup and stuffed it into his mouth, when he raised his head again, the corners of his mouth were already full of blood.

"You! You are so ruthless!!"

Tang San looked sad and indignant, pointing at Tie Long!

"Great, Master Qing Bao is going to win!"

"Waste is indeed waste!"

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The audience stood up excitedly and cheered.

Seeing this, Qing Bao brandished a big hammer and pursued the victory.

Seeing this, Tang San quickly stood up, activated Ghost Shadow Mistrack, and fled crazily, looking for opportunities to create accidents.

Qing Bao pursued closely, although the arena was small, Tang San was like a loach, with Qing Bao's clumsy steps and body, how could he catch up with him.

"Shameless! Don't run away, trash, and fight Master Qingbao head-on!"

"Coward, as a man, are you still bloody?"

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Seeing that the trash is about to lose, and he is about to win the bet, who would have thought that this trash would avoid fighting instead of fighting, it's really abominable!

Seeing this, Qing Bao didn't panic at all, and said disdainfully, "Coward, run away as much as you want!"

The second spirit ring under his feet was shining yellow, and the hammer in his hand came out unexpectedly, hitting the running Tang San.

The speed is extremely fast, rubbing against the air, and there is a piercing sonic boom, and the huge force causes the space to be faintly distorted.

Tielong's housekeeping soul skill is desperate.

But this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that it has its own tracking effect.

Tang San frantically circled around, his forging hammer was always inseparable.

"Haha, run away! Run away as much as you want! But unfortunately, you will never be able to escape. I am desperately pursuing you, hahahaha..."

Tie Long laughed confidently.

Seeing this, Tang San laughed even louder than him, while Tie Long was still twitching, he dodged and hid in front of him, and rolled on the ground, dodging perfectly.

"bump!"

The casting hammer, unable to make a turn in time, hit the iron dragon's forehead fiercely!

"boom!"

The embarrassing expression on Tie Long's face was completely frozen, and he fell straight on the ring, bleeding from the head and unconscious!

The audience in the audience was completely dumbfounded. Master Tielong made a mistake and knocked himself unconscious!

The air freezes!

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief! !

"Tie Long has lost consciousness, I declare that Tang San wins!"

The middle-aged man in the tuxedo had a sad face and tears, announcing that he had no choice but to buy Qingbao Victory with all his wealth!These are all lost!

Tang San kicked Qing Bao disdainfully, like a dead dog!

"Rubbish!"

Then he looked arrogantly at the sweaty audience all around him!
Lean back 130 five degrees, despise everyone!

"By the way! Don't get me wrong! The third master didn't target anyone! The third master said that everyone here is rubbish!!!"

These people finally reacted!
"boom!"

The densely packed auditorium completely exploded!
(End of this chapter)