It's dawn.
Suotuo City is like a giant who drank strong alcohol all night!
Not only is there no hangover sluggishness!
Instead, under the rising sun! Even more crazy tremors broke out!
The streets are packed!
The shop is closed!
The rooftops! The treetops! Even the crenellations of the city walls were filled with people!
All eyes look greedily in one direction - Soto Great Soul Arena!
Every entrance to the ringed beast!
They were all overwhelmed by the black, roaring crowd!
To grab a standing seat!
Fists! Spit! Even Soul Skill's light shavings are flying around!
"Go away! Don't stop me from watching Imperial Fighting Team crush the reptile!"
"Clear Sky?! Bullshit! I've reserved the ashes of the masked guy!"
"Imperial Fighting Team will win!!"
Crazy!
It's the whole Suotuo rave!
It is a sacrifice dedicated to the invincible myth of Imperial Fighting Team!
The huge and twisted Imperial Fighting Team soul shadow light curtain!
Still hanging at the top of Soul Fighting Arena!
Yu Tianheng Thunder Entanglement! Shi Mo Shi Mo Turtle-shelled as a mountain! Dugu Yan Jade snake is ferocious! Like a god looking down on all living beings!
The bottom of the light curtain!
A line of scarlet and bloody scrolling soul words:
"Crush the mask! Promote my reputation as Suotuo! Imperial Fighting Team--the undefeated golden body!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three huge drum beats that shake the soul!
Explodes from the Soul Fighting Arena core!
Instantly drowned out the noise of millions of people!
Countless restless souls were forcibly suppressed! Hold your breath!
"Ho--!!!"
A thick arm covered with earthy yellow scales! It violently tore apart the thick soul steel gate of the main entrance!
A three-meter-tall rock giant!
Take one step forward!
The earth trembles!
Every step you take! A huge pit burning with earth element Soul Power is left on the ground!
Elephant Armor Sect Master--Huyan Zhen!
Eight-Ring Soul Douluo pressure!
Like a physical mountain!
Brutally running over all the auditoriums!
Countless low-level Soul Masters turned pale! Their legs were shaking! They almost knelt down!
"Babies!"
Huyan Zhen opened his mouth! The sound was like rolling thunder! It echoed in the dead silence of the arena!
"Watch it!"
"What is strength! What is crushing!"
"Today! I personally hold the hammer!"
His giant palm-like hand suddenly pointed at a three-meter-high golden bell hanging in the center of the arena!
"Victory for Imperial Fighting Team! Sound the strongest note!"
Roar!
Elephant Armor Sect Hundreds of disciples suddenly stood up in a corner of the stands!
Roaring in unison! The sound is shocking!
"Huh! You fool!"
A voice as cold as a poisonous snake sounded immediately!
At the entrance! A purple-black poisonous mist is billowing that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved!
The fog lifts!
An old man with a withered body walked out, leaning on a snake-headed staff!
Jade Phosphorous Douluo--Dugu Bo!
His pair of pale green snake eyes swept across!
The hundreds of spectators in the front row felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave! Their skin stung instantly! It was as if they were being licked by a poisonous snake!
His eyes fell directly on the entrance to the exclusive passage of Imperial Fighting Team!
Dugu Yan straighten up his chest and raise his head! A fierce light shines from the snake's pupils!
"Yanyan."
Dugu Bo's voice is hoarse! With unquestionable authority!
"Grandpa's poison sac!"
"Save a bite for you today!"
"Give that hidden thing a try!"
"Keep something... a souvenir that will last a lifetime!"
Dugu Yan licked his bright red lips! "Grandpa, don't worry!"
"I'll dunk him... in snake wine!"
Boom!
The golden main passage suddenly opened!
The brilliant holy light bursts out! It's like opening up the road to the Kingdom of God!
Seven figures wrapped in holy light!
Surrounded by magnificent hymns! Slowly come out!
Yu Tianheng!
A silver armor inlaid with thunder patterns! Like a walking thunderstorm!
Shi Mo! Shi Mo!
Black Tortoise armor covers the whole body! Like a moving mountain barrier!
Dugu Yan!
Wearing a tight-fitting Jade Phosphorous Serpent soft leather armor! Poisonous mist condensed around the body into tumbling little snakes!
Osler! Yu Feng! Like two Gui Mei blended into light and shadow!
Ye Lingling!
The white dress beats the snow! Holding Nine Heart Begonia! As quiet as a fairy in a painting!
Imperial Fighting Team!
Everyone appears!
The terrifying Soul Ring instantly lights up the arena!
All yellow! Yellow! Purple!
Three-Ring Soul Elder!
The breath is like seven unsheathed divine swords!
Pierce the sky!
The stands were instantly set on fire!
"Imperial Fighting Team! Invincible!!"
Roar--!!
Yu Tianheng suddenly looked up to the sky and roared!
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul's real body and shadow disappeared in a flash behind him!
The roar of the dragon shakes the sky!
His right fist wrapped with purple lightning! It hit the ground with a bang on the entrance!
Boom!
A huge thunder pit with a diameter of ten meters exploded instantly! The scorch marks on the gravel spread out like radiating lightning!
Provocative!
A naked oath of force!
"Where is Clear Sky?!"
Roar like rolling thunder!
A tsunami roars over the mountains!
Straight to the other end of the death arena!
the other end.
There was only an entrance through a narrow gap.
dim.
Dead silence.
There are only three figures.
Ling Feng wearing a silver mask.
Tang San, dressed in simple linen clothes and with calm eyes.
There are also those with clenched fists, stern little faces, and bunny ears on top of their heads...Xiao Wu.
Three white Soul Ring.
Under the huge Imperial Fighting Team pressure.
As small as a lonely boat in the storm.
Silence.
It is the only answer to the roaring mountains and tsunami.
"Pfft!"
Dugu Yan was the first to laugh out loud!
That laughter was sharp! With undisguised contempt!
"The turtles are out?"
"One! Two! Three!"
She stretched out her fingers smeared with green khaodan! It was like counting livestock to be slaughtered!
"What? The masked man was so frightened yesterday!"
"Where are your... improvised pig teammates?"
"Don't you dare come?"
Her snake waist swayed lightly! Jade Phosphorous Serpent shadow Entanglement! The voice suddenly rose! It was like a poisonous snake spitting a message!
"It's just you three losers!"
"You also want to block my Imperial Fighting Team path to invincibility?!"
She takes one step forward!
The miserable green three-ring light surged!
The venomous snake shadow screams! Pointing directly at the mask of Ling Feng!
"Isn't it majestic to hit a trash fish?"
Dugu Yan's lips opened in an almost twisted arc!
"Today!"
"Let you see what it means..."
"... a real power gap!"
Her fingertips!
A glimmer of light that is more secret than the poisonous fog and glows with a faint golden glow!
Quietly blend into the boiling Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison!
The power of Angel Holy Judgment!
Under the cover of poison!
Just like Ling Feng!
Right now!
Ling Feng who has been silent!
Keep your head up!
Eyes covered by a silver mask!
Through the cold mirror!
Through the roaring waves!
Beyond the dazzling Soul Ring!
Ignored Dugu Yan's poisonous provocation!
Even!
Passing by the center of the VIP table! The blond figure seemed to be watching calmly, but in fact his aura was like solidified lava!
Finally!
His eyes fell on...
On the referee's seat!
On that old man wearing a priest's white robe, with his eyes closed to meditate, like a stone sculpture!
A very faint, but extremely pure "sacred breath"!
It was faintly emerging from the old man's withered body!
Compared with the faint golden light on Dugu Yan's fingertips!
Ten times more intense!
[Warning: Highly polymerized 'Angel Divine Power' residue detected! Suspected of 'spiritual body'!]
[Energy level: Beyond the limit of the current plane! Danger! Danger!]
The system's cold and crazy alarm! Exploded in Ling Feng's mind!
But in his eyes!
A trace of blood red light!
But it jumped suddenly!
Not fear!
Yes...
The hungry wolf saw the fat sheep!
The corner of the mouth!
Pulled upward very weakly!
Ling Feng's gaze!
Finally turned back!
First time!
It fell on the furious Yu Tianheng!
It fell on the provocative Dugu Yan!
Cold! Indifferent!
It's like watching a group of jumping people at your feet...
... Bugs!
"Are you done talking nonsense?"
A hoarse voice without any emotion!
Through the mask!
Like a cold winter wave!
The grin on Dugu Yan's mouth froze instantly!
"Then..."
Ling Feng Slowly raise your right hand!
Five fingers!
Point in the direction of the huge thunder pit created by Yu Tianheng!
Just press it!
"... the fight begins."
Boom--Crack!
Hanging in the middle of the arena!
That Huyan Zhen just pointed at! The giant golden bell that symbolizes cheering for the winner!
No warning!
Under the gaze of millions of eyes!
It's like being crushed by an invisible force!
Exploded!
Turn into golden fragments all over the sky!
Like a heavy rain...
Smashed to...
VIP seat center!
That blond figure sitting upright!
And on the referee's bench!
That old priest who has been keeping his eyes closed like a stone sculpture!
The whole place was dead silent!