Chapter 162 Tang San’s details

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

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

  After all, the Wuhundian team had already lost yesterday.

  There are many people in Wuhun Palace who are still in a dream-like state.

  Compared to them, three people from the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace who were involved were also on the viewing stand nearby.

  Obvious changes have appeared in them. The domineering self-confidence of yesterday has collapsed.

  They stood high and looked at the playing field below, with yesterday's scene flashing through their minds from time to time.

  The dull eyes made them look like they were in a trance.

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

  referee's introduction sounded throughout the scene, and the atmosphere became slightly livelier.

  "Tian Dou vs. Shrek? These two teams plus the Wuhun Temple team are far stronger than the others. Now that they are facing each other, wouldn't there be another team that can't even make the top three?" "

  Wulhun Temple. If Shrek and I weren't so unlucky, we could still compete for the runner-up spot."

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

  The scene became lively at this time, and they were discussing in low voices.

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

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

  Zhou Tian led his teammates to the ring.

  On the other side, the first person in the Shrek team has been replaced by another person from Dai Mubai.

  In the competition information, he was registered as the Gray Wolf Martial Spirit with a soul power of level 43.

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

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

  "But what's strange is that the data shows that his cultivation level is only level 43. Why would he lead the team to the ring at this time?" "Could it be

  that he already knew that this game would fail, so he randomly found a member of the team to be the leader? The one who takes the blame?"

  "Alright, both sides are ready!"

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

  One of them is so eye-catching.

  "Fake...fake!" an audience member pointed at Team Shrek and stammered.

  I saw the young man who led the team from Shrek, covered with a rich black aura, burning like a flame.

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

  A powerful aura hit the face, causing the scene to become silent, and most people felt a sense of suffocation.

  "Title Douluo?"

  Dugu Bo exclaimed, taking a step forward and looking at the young man in shock.

  That aura is actually stronger than him, damn it.

  First of all, Zhou Tian, ​​the soul saint's cultivation was stronger than his own titled Douluo.

  Now that such a boy has appeared again, what is happening to the world?

  Not far away, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath to calm his racing heart.

  This year's competition is always so unexpected.

  After taking a look at Zhou Tian opposite him, Ning Fengzhi didn't have much worries in his heart.

  Although Zhou Tian's cultivation level is that of a Soul Saint, he has personally felt the strong sense of oppression. Even a peak level 96 Douluo cannot move.

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

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

  The calm eyes are terrifying!

  Below, under the powerful momentum of the titled Douluo, the referee said tremblingly: "The game... begins!"

  "The gap between you and me is already obvious. Give up!" The young man's eyes were black and gold, and his eyes were indifferent. Watching Zhou Tian.

  A slight pressure hit his face, but Zhou Tian had no reaction yet.

  All the teammates behind him, except Zhu Zhuqing, couldn't help but retreat, with fear on their faces.   

  "The power of emotions and spirit? Just saying a word and spreading the momentum can make people's spirits fall into fear. It's a good method."

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

  "You can't interfere in the next battle, just take them down!"

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

  Turning to look at the young man in front of him, Zhou Tian was already sure of one thing, he was Tang San.

  The moment he burst out with strength, his perfect disguise was revealed.

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

  Especially as a great witch's perception, a striking force was deeply entangled with Tang San's body and soul.

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

  The murderous aura and some other dark forces merged with the resentment of heaven and earth to form a powerful black force.

  In comparison, there was another force within Tang San's body.

  There is compassion in compassion, but it is just an appearance.

  Zhou Tian's powerful 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 there was something weird about it.

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

  There was a sneer at the corner of Zhou Tian's mouth, and red aura erupted from Zhou Tian's body.

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

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

  The fear of death with pure murderous intent made them retreat uncontrollably.

  "No, no... I don't want to die!"

  "Ah!"

  A screaming voice sounded, and the three ordinary players ran directly off the ring.

  Although Dai Mubai and the other three were strong, they couldn't help but their legs were shaking. The spirits in their minds were being seduced into darkness, and their whole emotions fell into fear.

  But their eyes would look at Tang San's back from time to time, causing their trembling legs to not dare to retreat.

  "Huh!"

  Tang San snorted coldly, and the three people trembled, but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran towards the bottom of the ring.

  "If you dare to go against my will, you will live or die!" Tang San looked at Zhou Tian with cold eyes and said in an indifferent voice.

  Zhou Tian ignored Tang San at all, and soul rings rose up on his body.

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

  Even worse than Zhou Tian, ​​who is now level 86.

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

  "Buzz!"

  Like an ancient bell roaring, golden light suddenly appeared.

  Sanskrit sounds resounded, and golden palm prints struck directly.

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

  With an extremely domineering force, it blasted towards Zhou Tian.

  "Boom!"

  A roaring voice sounded, and golden light exploded.

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

  A black aura enveloped the surroundings, and the three-corpse magic ring in his hand shone with light.

  A short black monkey stood on the dark red clouds, raising a palm to block it in front of him.

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

  (End of chapter)