Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 25 The Artifact Refining Competition ([-])

This time there was no need for a waiter. Two soldiers in silver and white armor trotted onto the stage, picked up their restored human bodies, and the tiger-like man with his upper body naked left.

From the high stage of the host, the hostess shouted excitedly and excitedly: "Congratulations, Mr. Qingxu, for winning the competition. Next, please prepare for the contestant who has drawn the third lottery."

Accompanied by the shouts of the audience, Mr. Qingxu walked off the stage indifferently. When he passed by Tang Fei, he took a special look at Tang Fei's expression, but just as he disappointed the fierce tiger, Tang Fei's face did not show any emotion. Looking at his expression of admiration in belief, but Mr. Qingxu's face remained unchanged, thinking in his heart.

"Forget it, he probably doesn't know what kind of tricks I used. When he really faces me, I will let him experience the power of the soul guide. When he knows that I am willing to accept him as an apprentice, he I’m sure you’ll be grateful.”

Mr. Qingxu was thinking, the competition was still in full swing, but apart from Mr. Qingxu and an old man, there was no real soul tool duel, and the other five groups of competitions were ordinary soul masters.

Soon, the second round of the competition had already begun. Eight people were divided into two groups. Tang Fei's opponent was an ordinary 53-level attack system Golden Claw Giant Wolf Soul King, and he was also the first group to compete.

Because the Golden Claw Giant Wolf Soul King was the last group of contestants in the last round, and he fought bloody battles with his opponent for more than 30 minutes. Standing in front of Tang Fei at this time, he was still in the form of a werewolf, with golden wolf claws that were ten centimeters long. With bloodshot fangs, slender wolf pupils full of fierce light, scars all over his body, a big hole was cut in his forehead, and blood kept flowing out of it, making his originally unfriendly appearance very evil. .

Tang Fei put a black shield on his right hand in front of him, looked worriedly at the strong werewolf whose wound was still oozing blood, and said, "Uncle, do you want to take a rest?"

The strong werewolf man pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a ferocious smile, his eyes reflected Tang Fei, a skinny and handsome boy who was holding a shield, and said slowly: "Boy, you are just lucky enough to be able to enter the second place." Lun's little boy is still worried about me."

The strong werewolf patted his chest, which was covered with scars, old and new.

"See, this is the symbol of a strong man. It is impossible for a boy like you to understand what a strong man is. You still pity me, because you are afraid that you will be torn into pieces by me."

The werewolf man opened his eyes wide and roared in an unfriendly manner.

Tang Fei twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, thinking to himself, "I'm just imagining a handsomer person, these people always talk based on their faces."

At this moment, the strong werewolf narrowed his eyes. Years of fighting experience let him know that his opponent was distracted, so he hurriedly launched an attack. His martial soul is a wolf-like martial soul, which is the agility attack type in the assault type , The speed was so fast that before the audience could react, he had already arrived in front of Tang Fei, raised his thick arms, and the golden wolf claws emitted a dazzling and chilling golden light.

For the sake of the strong werewolf man attacking so quickly, he watched the strong tiger man get taken away by Mr. Qingxu who was similar in size to this kid. The strength of the strong tiger man was not much different from his because he was too proud In defeat, how could he dare to underestimate his opponent, after easily intimidating the opponent with words, he immediately launched an attack, knocked the opponent down, quickly eliminated the opponent, and won the game.

The strong werewolf thought that he would hit this blow, because the speed was so fast that the blood beads that originally rolled down the bridge of the nose were blown by the wind to the corners of the eyes that had been bent into crescents.

But to his surprise, Tang Fei actually came to his senses and raised his shield.

Bang, Si Si Si.

The wolf paw hit the shield and then swiped down again. The strong werewolf hurriedly backed away, looking at his trembling arm with a look of horror. He didn't care when he saw Tang Fei raise the shield. Smash it, or break the thin arm behind the shield, so he tried his best.

But when his arm touched the shield, a shock force came to his arm. At that moment, his arm seemed to be pressed by a huge beast.

The strong werewolf grasped his trembling arm with the other hand, forcefully stopped the trembling of his arm, he raised his head and gritted his teeth and stared at Tang Fei who was looking at him with a smile on his face.

At the moment of fighting, he understood that this soul master was not as powerful as him.And when the strong werewolf just started, he knew that the strong werewolf was not as fast as him.After being hit back by him, the body can't recover quickly, it seems that the body is not as good as him.

Tang Fei thought about it for a while, feeling calm in his heart. He thought that something was wrong with the Soul King, and that was all there was to it, so he said calmly, "Uncle Werewolf, are you still here?"

"Asshole." The werewolf bared his teeth, because the sudden attack just now caused all the old and new injuries on his body to erupt. The pain in his body and Tang Fei's taunt made his gray-black pupils gradually bloodshot.

"Hey, boy, congratulations on successfully angering me. In order to thank you, I will leave you a whole body."

The strong werewolf man let go of his clenched arms and stood up straight, only to see a purple soul ring shining on his body. He raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful wolf howl, like a lone wolf abandoned by a pack of wolves. .

"Blood battle against the lone wolf."

The werewolf growled in a low voice, the blood on his body suddenly gushed out from the wound continuously, and his body began to swell, growing from a height of about two meters to more than three meters before stopping.

Tang Fei was dumbfounded as he looked at the strong werewolf covered in blood in front of him.

"Aww, the kid is dead."

The strong werewolf quickly launched an attack. The sharp and slender wolf claws pierced the air and attacked Tang Fei. Tang Fei's thin body was like an ant in his eyes. I have already covered my eyes with my hands and dare not look at what happened on the field.

The person who closed his eyes passed one second, two seconds, three seconds, and the person beside him suddenly exclaimed, and he quickly opened his eyes and looked towards the center of the stage.

Just when the werewolf's sharp claws were about to hit Tang Fei's iron shield, Tang Fei didn't wait for him to come, but chose to take the initiative to attack. He swung the iron shield upwards, clanging, and the sharp claws collided with the iron shield in the air.

"How is it possible, how is this shield so hard, and, how is this kid so powerful!!!"

The werewolf's sharp claws were bounced off, and he staggered back two steps. When he turned around with a shocked face, a fist with a black shield hit him. The fist missed him, but the black The edge of the shield hit his fragile nose firmly.

"Aww." With a wail, the werewolf covered his nose and knelt down on the ground.

And Tang Fei didn't intend to let him go, he didn't intend to procrastinate any longer, just kicked the werewolf in the face.

Bang, bang.

The first sound was the sound of Tang Fei kicking the werewolf in the face, and the second sound was the sound of the werewolf falling to the ground.

"Oh oh oh oh oh."

The audience at the scene cheered when they saw Tang Fei solve the opponent so easily and comfortably.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Tang Fei walked off the stage. When he stepped off the stage, he found that the contestants who were waiting in the auditorium looked at him with a little more fear. Oh, there is another exception. Looking at Tang Fei curiously, a strange light kept shining in his eyes.

Tang Fei was so frightened that he hurriedly found a corner to squat down.

Young Master Qingxu looked at Tang Fei squatting in the corner and muttered to himself: "Is it a bit interesting to be born with supernatural power?"

After speaking, he went to the stage. In the second round of the second round, he faced a 49th-level Soul Sect with a martial spirit as a sword. Originally, Tang Fei thought that this battle would be more exciting, but he didn't wait for Master Qingxu to attack. , that soul sect automatically gave up the fight, and the next two games will be held soon, one is the battle of soul masters, and the other is the old man Tang Fei paid attention to before, wearing a set of extremely hard armor, letting the opponent Attack, when the opponent is exhausted, easily kick the opponent off the stage.

The third round of the competition soon began. The first person to play was Mr. Qingxu and the ordinary soul master. There was no fight, and the other party automatically surrendered. Mr. Qingxu entered the final round lying down. Tang Fei was speechless. It's not easy for Mr. Qingxu to have fans if the shady scene is like this.

Of course, the Perfect Blacksmith Shop and Wuhundian know about it.

Tang Fei stepped onto the stage for the second time, and there was only him and the old man whom he had been paying attention to in the entire empty venue.

He was holding a black shield, and the old man was wearing a dark golden armor covering his whole body including his face. When Tang Fei was thinking about how to win the game, a deep voice came out from the armor: "Boy, I am a level 75 Soul Sage!" , you have no chance of winning, admit defeat."

Tang Fei looked him around for a while, thinking about the way to win in his heart, but he didn't stop talking, and said mockingly: "The old man is not ashamed, and he is still a level 75 soul saint. Why don't you say you are a title Douluo?"

In fact, even normal people can tell that this old man is not an ordinary person. The purpose of Tang Fei's ridicule is to force the old man to attack, so that he can evaluate the strength of the old man. As for the 75th-level soul saint, well, he doesn't seem to be a strong attack There is nothing to be afraid of the battle soul master of the department.

Hearing his taunt, there was a cold snort from inside the armor and he didn't speak anymore, but Tang Fei knew that the real attack was coming, he felt the soul power in the armor was constantly flowing, Tang Fei quickly raised the shield, be careful on guard.

"However, this armor looks very bulky, and I haven't seen him take the initiative to attack before."

Just as Tang Fei was thinking about it, the armor finally moved. He was walking towards Tang Fei at a tortoise-like speed with vigorous steps.

Tang Fei almost laughed out loud. With this speed, it's no wonder that the old man didn't take the initiative to attack. At this speed, even babies can run faster than him, and they can still hit people?
But Tang Fei didn't intend to hide, even though he could already feel that all the soul power in the armor had gathered in the armor's hands, the armor also clenched his fists and held it high.

Finally, after waiting for almost half a minute, the armor finally rushed in front of Tang Fei. The height of more than two meters allowed the armor to attack condescendingly. He raised his fist and struck at an extremely slow speed. Tang Fei He didn't dodge either, and held the shield to meet the fist emitting light from the inside of the armor.

"Hey." A laugh came from the armor, and the voice contained the joy of the successful plot.

Suddenly, the fist of the armor accelerated in the air with a visible speed, carrying the sound of piercing through the air, and the heavy fist blasted towards Tang Fei like thunder. Tang Fei was knocked down to the ground without any time to react.

(End of this chapter)