The night is as dark as ink, but Soto Great Soul Arena is as bright as day.
The deafening cheers almost overturned the dome, and various Soul Tool lights swept across the auditorium, reflecting the faces that were flushed with excitement. On the Soul Fighting Arena central arena, a tragic Power Attack System duel had just ended. The winning Soul Master was covered in blood and raised his fists to accept the cheers of the audience.
In the rest area backstage, Dai Mubai was squatting on the ground, slapping the last Gold Soul Coin in his arms on the table, staring at the registration desk feverishly. "Push all in! Press all Thousand-Hand Asura to win! I don't believe it, Tang San has won thirty consecutive games, and it can still capsize!"
"I'll go all-in too!" Ma Hongjun immediately pushed out the pocket money he had saved for half a month, his fat face full of anticipation, "If I win this one, I can buy the latest model of barbecue stove!"
Oscar also gritted his teeth, put the basket of sausages to the side, and took out the few hundred Gold Soul Coin soul coins he had. "Me too! Third brother is our Shrek's trump card, and has never lost!"
Tang San stood by the window, stroking the silver mask engraved with Asura patterns in his hand, but his eyes were a little wandering.
He has been waiting here for half an hour.
Before going out, he deliberately knocked on Xiao Wu's door, wanting to ask her to come and see him, Soul Fighting, but Xiao Wu just waved his hand impatiently, saying that he and Luolock would go together to see other elves giving birth to babies of different colors, and asked him not to bother him.
"Brother Xiao San, why are you so dazed?" Dai Mubai patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, this is a sure win today and is not your opponent at all. When we win the money, let's go to Drunken Immortal Tower and have a meal!"
Tang San reluctantly smiled, nodded, and put on the mask.
The cold metal stuck to his face, covering the disappointment in his eyes.
He knew that Xiao Wu never cared whether Soul Fighting won or not, nor how much he was injured. But he still wanted to win, make more money, buy Xiao Wu the skirt and hair accessories she liked, and make her happy.
"The next game, one-on-one Soul Fighting! Thousand-Hand Asura, versus--Endless Life!"
The host's voice spread throughout Soul Fighting Arena through Amplifying Soul Tool.
Tang San took a deep breath, straightened his robes, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the ring.
In the VIP box on the other side, Gui Mengguan was pushing a whole box of Gold Soul Coin in front of the maid who was placing bets. A relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Bet them all on Endless Life to win."
The maid was stunned for a moment and quickly confirmed. "Sir, are you sure? Thousand-Hand Asura has won thirty consecutive games and is the most popular dark horse of our Soul Fighting Arena recently. Endless Life is coming to participate in Soul Fighting for the first time, and he is registered as the auxiliary system Soul Master."
"What's wrong with the auxiliary system?" Oupai leaned on the sofa, chewing on an apple, and said casually, "The auxiliary system can also beat the control system to the ground. Hurry up and register, don't delay us making money."
Qian Gujue also smiled and added, "Yes, we believe in Endless Life's strength."
The maid didn't dare to say anything more, quickly registered the betting information, and respectfully left.
The window of the box faced the ring, and Tang San stood by the window, playing with a black mask in his hand. The mask was engraved with Blue Silver Grass patterns of Entanglement.
"Third brother, be gentle, don't beat him to death." Gui Mengguan walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "He is your biological brother after all. The beating was too harsh. Elder Bibi Dong should feel sorry for him."
Tang San sneered and put on the mask. His voice came through the mask with a hint of coldness. "I don't have such a brother. A loser who can't even understand his own life and hangs around women all day long is worthy of being my Tang San brother?"
"That's what I say, but I still have to live up to my reputation." Qian Gujue said, "Just stop it, let him know what it means to have someone outside the world, and let the old man in the dark see how vulnerable the son he has placed such high hopes is."
Tang San didn't speak, just nodded, turned and walked towards the entrance of the ring.
His steps were steady, without any Soul Power fluctuations in his body. He looked like an ordinary, most ordinary person.
"The contestants from both sides are invited to appear!"
Following the host's shout, Tang San jumped onto the ring first.
He was wearing a black suit, and a silver Asura mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
The three yellow, yellow, and purple Soul Ring slowly rose under the feet, and the aura of the thirty-third level control system Battle Soul Elder was released, causing a burst of warm cheers from the audience.
"Thousand-Hand Asura! Thousand-Hand Asura!"
"Thousand-Hand Asura will win!"
Cheers came and went, and almost everyone thought that there was no suspense in this match.
At this moment, Tang San also slowly walked onto the ring.
He was wearing a plain gown and a black mask with Blue Silver Grass engraved on his face, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.
Similarly, three yellow, yellow, and purple Soul Rings rose under his feet, but there was no aura of fighting on his body, instead there was a gentle Life power.
This was because he deliberately suppressed his strength, and even the color of Soul Ring changed. Otherwise, his true cultivation level would not be able to compete with Soul Elder.
"Next, let us introduce another player in this field--Endless Life! Level 33 auxiliary system Tool Soul Elder, Martial Soul--Blue Silver Grass!"
"Boom--!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the whole Soul Fighting Arena exploded.
"What? Blue Silver Grass? Or the auxiliary system?"
"Did I hear you correctly? Isn't Blue Silver Grass Trash Martial Soul? Why is there an auxiliary Blue Silver Grass?"
"Are you crazy? The auxiliary system Blue Silver Grass beats the control system Blue Silver Grass? Isn't this a death penalty?"
"Thousand-Hand Asura is also Blue Silver Grass! Two Blue Silver Grass fighting in the ring? This is my first time seeing them!"
The audience was talking a lot, and everyone found it incredible.
Blue Silver Grass is recognized in mainland China as Trash Martial Soul. Even Tang San, a genius like Innate Full Soul Power, can only follow the control system route and barely play a role.
But this Endless Life actually trained Blue Silver Grass into the auxiliary system? This is simply a fantasy!
Even Tang Hao, who was hiding in the darkest part of the auditorium, sat up straight and the wine gourd in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
He widened his eyes and stared at the figure wearing the Blue Silver Grass mask on the ring, with disbelief written all over his face.
"Blue Silver Grass? Auxiliary system?"
Tang Hao murmured to himself, his eyes full of doubts and shock.
In all his life, he has never heard that Blue Silver Grass can be an auxiliary type.
Wait, it seems that my cheap wife is also a support system...
Moreover, how could the Blue Silver Grass aura on this Endless Life be so pure? It was even purer and richer than the one on his son Tang San?
This is impossible!
Absolutely impossible!