Tang San's Crushing Defeat

"Manager Yang?" Xiao Wu was instantly alert.

Manager Yang quickly stopped and said, "Master Ye, don't get me wrong, I'm here to give you an apology gift!"

Ye Hua raised his eyebrows, "Apology ceremony?"

"Yes, yes," Manager Yang quickly took out the contract, "This is the contract for Tang San to borrow money from me."

His mouth was like pouring beans, and he finished the story quickly, fearing that Ye Hua would be impatient if he spoke too slowly.

"In other words, you set up a trap for Tang San and others?"

"That's right! I found out that they have offended you, so I just want to give you some vent!"

Seeing that Ye Hua didn't mean to blame, Manager Yang breathed a deep sigh of relief.

After Ye Hua left last night, he sent people overnight to check [Night Gate]'s details.

But he tried all the information channels and even asked about Spirit Hall Branch, but he couldn't find it!

The more he couldn't find it, the more panicked Manager Yang felt.

He knew very well what it meant to be able to get the position of supervisor at Soto Great Spirit Arena.

He has Titled Douluo's allegiance, so he definitely doesn't have the time to make up stories and lie to him!

There is only one truth. They are too powerful and secretive to find out!

Recalling the shock last night, Manager Yang was still frightened. To offend such a person, just paying money is obviously not enough!

What if he is in a bad mood one day and settles old scores?

So he racked his brains and finally figured out a way to please Ye Hua!

"You are quite interesting," Ye Hua nodded slightly, "You want me to manipulate them based on the contract."

Manager Yang's face was flattering, "Hey, I know that with your ability, you can handle it even without a contract, but they are not worthy of your use of methods!"

"Let me help you create a handle so that you don't get your hands dirty!"

"This is a good statement," Ye Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, "But it's not enough!"

If he remembers correctly, the task of [breaking a certain Grandmaster Daoist heart] has not been completed yet!

Since Manager Yang intends to surrender, let him use this as his pledge of surrender.

The smile on Manager Yang's face froze, and he said in fear, "Sir, if it's not enough, I'll do it if you ask me to!"

Ye Hua leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, "Later Tang San..."

The more Ye Hua said it, the more creepy Manager Yang became, and the way he looked at people was wrong.

He is so young, but he is full of bad ideas. If he were to become an enemy of Ye Hua, not even his bones would be left!

At this moment, he was extremely lucky that he was on the right team!

Half an hour later, Tang San won again, completing the "feat" of nine consecutive victories, becoming Great Soul Arena's outstanding Bronze Spirit Fighter, attracting countless people to exclaim.

"Oh my god, he's not an adult yet? How can he be beaten like that?"

"Bronze Spirit Fighter doesn't just take it whenever you want, this guy has two brushes!"

"There's a hammer! Didn't you see that all the people he fought against were low-handed?"

"That's it, how strong can Blue Silver Grass be, allowing him to win nine games in a row?"

"Eh~ Great Soul Arena is a fair competition~ It's impossible to beat your opponent just because you're not good at it!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Tang San has been arranged!

All sensible gamblers have tacitly agreed to stop playing and avoid Tang San, the tenth game, Soul Fighting.

But Tang San didn't think so. He stepped off the stage, strode to the watch window, and slapped the heavy money bag he just won on the counter.

"Go all-in and I'll win the next game!"

The waiter in the window looked up at him with a strange look in his eyes, and silently made a bet.

Tang San took it and was very proud!

Nine consecutive wins!

He accumulated nearly two thousand Gold Soul Coin!

If you win the last game, you can ask Manager Yang to contact a strong person to stop Ye Hua!

Xiao Wu...

It will be mine soon!

Dai Mubai also came and pressed himself to win with Ma Hongjun.

Both of them have won nine games in a row, but Martial Soul is so good that no one thinks they are also scheduled to win games in a row.

Dai Mubai saw the gradually bulging pockets and smiled from ear to ear, "Fat man, big brother is treating me tonight, Suotuo City is the best restaurant, feel free to eat whatever you want!"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands, "Boss Dai is mighty!"

Yu Xiaogang stood nearby, unable to hold back his smile.

Although Soul Power has not grown, isn't this actual combat ability and this winning streak enough to prove him?

As for Ye Hua... heh, I'm afraid you've been frightened by Xiao San's unstoppable winning streak, right?

"Xiao San, come on, give your teacher ten consecutive victories!"

Tang San is full of confidence, "Don't worry, teacher! I will never let you down!"

When he walked onto the ring and saw his opponent with sunken eyes and a thin body, resembling a tuberculosis ghost, he felt even more happy.

Manager Yang is so kind!

Keep your word and never break your promise!

Ten consecutive victories, Copper Douluo, not even Ye Hua have won it, right?

But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

Four Soul Ring rose from the feet of the tuberculosis ghost!

White, yellow, purple, purple!

It turned out to be Soul Ancestor!

Tang San was stunned on the spot!

Why did you arrange Soul Ancestor for yourself?

He thinks he is a genius, but it is impossible to fight across two realms!

"Wait! There's a problem!" Tang San exclaimed.

The referee who was about to give the order showed displeasure, "What's the problem?"

Tang San's lips trembled, "Why did you match me Soul Ancestor? I'm just Soul Grandmaster!"

"Oh," the referee sneered disdainfully, "Because you are Bronze Spirit Fighter, isn't it normal to be matched with a strong person?"

"No, no, no," Tang San shook his head repeatedly, "Where are you Manager Yang? I want to see Manager Yang!"

The referee snorted coldly, "The supervisor has a lot of things to do every day. You can see him whenever you want!"

"Besides, our competition at Great Soul Arena is open and transparent, it's useless for you to see anyone!"

"The game begins!"

Before Tang San had time to pull it apart, the tuberculosis ghost raised his hand, Second Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and a dark green vortex emerged.

"Swallow."

Two words, an understatement.

Tang San and Blue Silver Grass were all sucked into it.

Click click click--

The teeth-searing sound of chewing exploded in the ring!

Tang San and Blue Silver Grass were crushed into pieces in the whirlpool and turned into fly ash and scattered in the air!

"This--"

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could react, dark green poisonous mist suddenly erupted from the vortex.

The poisonous mist poured in along the Soul Power trace left by Blue Silver Grass. Tang San had no time to dodge, and his whole body was swallowed up by the poisonous mist.

"Ah!!!"

Tang San let out a heartbreaking scream.

The poisonous mist seeped into the lungs along the respiratory tract.

Skin ulcers, eyeball burns, internal organs damaged!

He used his last strength to take out the throwing knife from his waist and threw it away.

However, as soon as the flying knife was thrown out, it was also sucked into the vortex and chopped into pieces.

"Oh, that's all you have?"

"Boy, hard skills are the foundation, relying on crooked ways is useless!"

The tuberculosis ghost sneered, and with a slight step, he ducked behind Tang San and struck out with a palm.

Bang!

Tang San palmed his back, and his whole body flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string, and hit the ground hard!

His whole body was twitching, he was frothing at the mouth, and his skin was covered with abscesses corroded by poisonous mist!

The audience was filled with applause.

"Okay! Good, good, good! Good fight!"

"Finally someone has taken care of this arrogant guy!"

"Hmph, winning streaks won by cheating don't last long, Bronze Spirit Fighter is not a soft persimmon!"

"That's right, a little harsh confrontation will reveal your true colors. Winning streaks are useless!"

Yu Xiaogang rushed forward to help Tang San, his face turned pale, "Xiao San! Xiao San How are you?"

Tang San was shaking all over, and blood and pus were dripping down from the corners of his mouth.

But what was more unacceptable to him than the physical pain was the bet he had just made!

He bet all the money he won!

In other words, instead of making any money, he now owes others five hundred Gold Soul Coin!

Soul Grandmaster The monthly subsidy is only ten Gold Soul Coin. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, it will take four years to pay off the debt!

This doesn't include interest!

"Yang Chang!"

"You fucking tricked me!!!"