Douluo: Ruo Tuo Save Me

"You! All of you, get out, now! Don't stay here..."

Zhong Li: Someone who could withstand such a trial...

Next time, wait for me to finish speaking first!

He had ambition, but not much!

Meanwhile,

The Shrek group arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena for their matches.

It was worth mentioning that because Tang San and Xiao Wu's strength differed from the original story, their opponents were different as well.

Zhao Yun even ended up facing Ma Hongjun.

As for Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, they also had different opponents.

"The participants in this Soul Fight are Tang San, a Tool Soul Elder with an Iron Fighting Soul badge who is competing for the first time, and Mo Bai, an Iron Fighting Soul Elder who has already won nine consecutive matches!"

"Tang San is a level 32 Tool Soul Elder, and his martial soul is Blue—Blue Silver Grass! We truly look forward to the performance he will bring everyone!"

The host stood on the commentary platform in a tailcoat, microphone in hand.

When he mentioned Tang San's martial soul, he nearly went numb. Level 32 Blue Silver Grass? After serving as a commentator at the Soul Fighting Arena for so many years, this was his first time seeing such a thing.

Still, he had professional ethics, so he did not laugh. Instead, he went against his heart and said he looked forward to Tang San's performance. Look forward to what? They had probably seen Mo Bai's nine-win streak and wanted to hand him his tenth win!

"Everyone should already be familiar with Soul Elder Mo Bai! He is a veteran level 39 Soul Elder, and his martial soul is the Flame Demon Tiger! Please welcome both Soul Elders to the stage!"

"Mo Bai!"

"Mo Bai!"

"Mo Bai, Mo Bai! I love you! I want to bear your—"

Cheers for Mo Bai rang endlessly from the stands, like rabid fans catching sight of their idol.

Mo Bai, who walked onto the stage, was a refined-looking young man wearing glasses. He had nearly lost it just now—the one shouting that he wanted to bear his children was a damn burly old man picking at his feet!

Fortunately, he had professional composure and held himself together!

It was Tang San's first time participating in a Soul Fight. How could he possibly have fans?

The others were busy with their own matches, so there was truly no one to cheer him on.

"Even with a heart as still as water, one could easily lose their direction in such a scene if they were not careful."

Seated in a private room, Zhong Li commented as he watched Tang San's match.

Supervisor Ao beside him nodded in agreement. To understand such profound truths at such a young age, he truly deserved to be someone favored by that lord!

Tang San and Mo Bai stood at opposite ends of the arena, each studying the other.

Tang San was somewhat nervous. His opponent was actually a level 39 Soul Elder! And his martial soul was the Flame Demon Tiger, a beast martial soul!

Flame Demon Tigers were powerful soul beasts!

Yet strangely, there seemed to be very few tiger-type soul beasts older than Ten-Thousand-Year.

How could humans know that tiger-type soul beasts could not become kings? (Hundred-Thousand-Year beast kings.)

This was an order jointly issued by the soul beast race! If that Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had not been for another protagonist, it would not have been killed so late...

Tiger-type soul beasts were too powerful, and their aggression was equally terrifying. Once such soul beasts grew strong, they became a disaster for all low-level soul beasts...

This man before him looked like a teacher who had taught for many years. He really did not match his martial soul at all!

Mo Bai was also observing Tang San. To cultivate a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass to level 32 was no simple feat!

And he looked no older than fifteen. He was a genius Spirit Master! His martial soul was just too trash...

"Both sides have one minute to release their martial souls. Then the official match will begin!"

The referee here also doubled as the host.

Releasing martial souls naturally did not take a full minute. This was for both sides to introduce themselves.

After all, most people who took part in Gambling Fights wanted to show themselves before major powers. Naturally, the Soul Fighting Arena had to give them the chance.

"Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass. Level 32 Tool Soul Elder. Please advise me!"

Tang San released his martial soul. The Blue Silver Grass had changed greatly from its original form.

It now resembled vines, covered with many violet-black patterns. They had come from absorbing the Ghost Vine and the Man Faced Demon Spider.

Three Soul Rings of different colors appeared beneath his feet. White, yellow, purple...

Yet none of the audience laughed at him. A white first Soul Ring was completely normal!

Not everyone had the ability to hunt a hundred-year soul beast while still at the Soul Master stage. Among commoners, most people's first Soul Ring was a ten-year Soul Ring.

Forget commoners—even Xiao Chenyu, the city lord's son, had a ten-year first Soul Ring!

Instead, Tang San's third Thousand Year Soul Ring brought the audience quite a surprise.

"Mo Bai, martial soul Flame Demon Tiger. Level 39 Beast Soul Elder. Please advise me!"

Mo Bai put away his glasses, then released his Flame Demon Tiger martial soul. In an instant, his frail-looking body swelled with muscle.

A fiery character for king appeared on his forehead.

His black hair turned flaming red and danced in the wind...

The refined man with glasses had become a ruggedly handsome man overflowing with domineering presence.

Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet, the standard Soul Ring configuration of geniuses.

"Mo Bai! Mo Bai! I love you!"

"Mo Bai! Mo Bai!... I want to bear your—"

After Mo Bai underwent Martial Soul Possession, the people in the stands screamed themselves hoarse with even greater fervor! Too handsome! Mo Bai after Martial Soul Possession was simply too handsome!

"Get lost!"

Unable to endure it any longer, Mo Bai roared at the burly old man in the stands who kept shouting that he wanted to bear his children.

But his words seemed to have no effect. After drawing a chorus of sinister chuckles, even more people started shouting...

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Tang San would be lying if he said he was envious. These spectators were terrifying!

"One minute is up! The match begins!"

At the host's command amid the cheers of the audience, the match began.

Tang San instantly launched Blue Silver Bind! He would test him first!

"First Spirit Skill, Blue Silver Bind! Go!"

New Star of the Commentary World

"Contestant Tang San has used Blue Silver Bind, a Spirit Skill from a ten-year Soul Ring! Heavens! Contestant Mo Bai has actually been restrained! As expected of Blue Silver Bind!"

"Contestant Mo Bai has begun his counterattack, he's counterattacking! It seems he broke free from Contestant Tang San's Blue Silver Bind without using much strength! He truly deserves to be a level 39 Soul Elder!"

"Heavens! Contestant Tang San's second Soul Ring has lit up! It has lit up! What happened? That is a hundred-year Soul Ring! Parasite! It's actually the Parasite skill!"

"Contestant Mo Bai has just broken free from the restraints, only to be controlled again! Contestant Mo Bai has been controlled again! What will Contestant Mo Bai do next? He has actually broken free once more using brute force!"

"Contestant Mo Bai refused to be outdone and has used the first Spirit Skill of the match! What? Contestant Mo Bai actually used the powerful second Spirit Skill, Great Flame Bullet, right from the start! The Great Flame Bullet is flying toward Contestant Tang San! Contestant Tang San actually dodged it! He..."

While the contestants fought, the commentator beside them was doing his best to "interfere"!

Tang San was in a terrible mood. Mo Bai's martial soul was the Flame Demon Tiger. Not only was his physical body powerful, but he also possessed fire-attribute attacks. His Soul Power was several levels higher than Tang San's as well.

His Blue Silver Grass could do nothing to him. What should he do? What could he do?

Mo Bai did not let down his guard. Tang San had actually dodged his Great Flame Bullet with a strange footwork technique!

"Tang San, since you can dodge my Great Flame Bullet, try this move!"

"First Spirit Skill: Flame Demon Transformation!"

Flame Demon Transformation: Increased attack, defense, and strength by forty percent. Duration: five minutes.

After using Flame Demon Transformation, small flames ignited around Mo Bai's body. Though the flames were small, their temperature was extremely high!

Mo Bai charged at Tang San. Once a control-type Spirit Master with nothing but Blue Silver Grass was forced into close combat, could he still defy the heavens?

The two were separated by only a dozen meters or so. To Soul Elders, that distance could be crossed in an instant.

Watching Mo Bai rush toward him, Tang San did not sit still and wait for death.

With Purple Demon Eye activated, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to evade Mo Bai's attacks.

When Mo Bai saw Tang San use the same technique that had dodged his Great Flame Bullet, he did not panic at all. He only needed to get close!

His third Soul Ring instantly lit up. It was also his only Thousand Year Soul Ring!

"Third Spirit Skill: Flame Demon Shadow Kill Array!"

With Mo Bai at its center, six Fire Walls made of flame appeared within a five-meter radius. The Fire Walls were nearly five meters tall, and the top was sealed by a sheet of flames as well.

This Flame Demon Shadow Kill Array happened to trap both Mo Bai and Tang San inside.

"Hehehe! Within my Flame Demon Shadow Kill Array, you cannot escape! Admit defeat, Tang San!"

Mo Bai shouted that once-classic line: admit defeat...

Whenever someone said that to Tang San, their ending was always miserable...

"Mo Bai! Mo Bai!"

"Flame Demon! Flame Demon!"

When the audience saw Mo Bai restrain Tang San and trap him within his signature technique, they instantly erupted in thunderous cheers.

Everyone said they did not like violence, but who did not enjoy watching it?

"Heavens! Contestant Tang San has been trapped by Contestant Mo Bai's third Spirit Skill! What exactly will happen inside?"

Mo Bai had shrunk their range to a five-meter radius, leaving Tang San nowhere to evade. His Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track could not be unleashed at all.

Mo Bai's Spirit Skill was actually rather lackluster. It was fine when used against weaker opponents.

But against someone stronger, that person could simply run out of the skill's range. Once they left, however, the Flame Demon Shadow Kill Array would automatically dissipate, making it extremely useless...

Either get beaten inside, or get beaten outside anyway...

Tang San used Blue Silver Grass to test the temperature of the Fire Wall. The Blue Silver Grass instantly evaporated and turned to ash...

"I was careless! No! I cannot admit defeat like this!"

"Third Spirit Skill, Spider Web Restraint!"

Tang San used his strongest current third Spirit Skill on Mo Bai, Spider Web Restraint, acquired from the Man Faced Demon Spider.

Spider Web Restraint was an instant-cast Spirit Skill, and the two were so close. Under normal circumstances, nothing would go wrong—but something went wrong.

Spider Web Restraint did bind Mo Bai, but the flames around his body nearly instantly burned away the web formed from Blue Silver Grass!

"You have no chance, Tang San!"

Seeing that Tang San refused to admit defeat and still wanted to resist, Mo Bai raised his Tiger Claw and slammed it at him.

"Am I really going to fall here? I refuse to accept this!"

Tang San hurriedly used Mysterious Jade Hand to block Mo Bai's attack. Mo Bai gave him an even stronger feeling than Dai Mubai had when they first met!

Dai Mubai: Yeah, yeah, yeah! Did I use my third Spirit Skill?

After taking two of Mo Bai's attacks in succession, the gap in their strength attributes was simply too great! Even with Mysterious Jade Hand, Tang San felt his palms go numb and sore...

"I'll give you one final chance. Admit defeat!"

Mo Bai said again. This was merely a Gambling Fight; there was no need to use any trump cards.

Tang San was the most stubborn opponent he had ever encountered, and also the weakest...

Seeing that Tang San was still young, Mo Bai could not bear to injure him.

In most Gambling Fights, when the gap in strength was too great, both sides would exchange a few moves before the weaker side admitted defeat. That way, no one got hurt, and they still got to display their abilities.