Douluo Zhijie lottery system

102. Chapter 101

(three more)

Just one trick!

With the realm of a 25th-level great soul master, Yang Ming lost a 29th-level great soul master in seconds!

When the great soul master named Fangzheng collapsed in a pool of blood, not to mention the audience in the stands looked dumbfounded, even the host looked bewildered, obviously not yet able to react.

"Contestant Yang Ming, contestant Fangzheng was killed by you, right?"

When the host said this, his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

He has presided over the competitions in the Suoto Great Soul Arena for so many years, and has seen many fierce people, violent people, geniuses, and eccentrics, but he has never been as horrified as he is today!

"Of course not." Yang Ming shook his head and said, "I still know the rules. This is just a sparring, not a life-and-death battle. If I kill someone, I'm afraid you will be disqualified from the competition, right?"

The host smiled awkwardly, he really thought so just now.

Seeing Yang Ming turn back to leave the stage, the host immediately said in the most passionate voice:

"We may be witnessing the rise of a new star in the Great Soul Arena!"

"Let's applaud Yang Ming's victory!"

The audience in the stands is the most real, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.

They had long forgotten the coldness of Yang Ming when he first came to the stage, and now they gave warm applause to Yang Ming when he left the stage.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.

Even the people in the soul fighting field next door could hear it clearly, and someone came over curiously to ask.

Whenever someone asked, the audience who watched just now would describe Yang Ming's record with elaboration.

What is the god descending from the earth, with incomparable strength, what is the white clothes that win the snow, and Dugu seeks defeat.

Anyway, how to exaggerate, how to publicize!

This time, Yang Ming's reputation was immediately spread, and it began to spread widely in a small area.

Seeing Yang Ming walk down the stage calmly, Dai Mubai lightly tapped Yang Ming's chest with his fist, and said with a smile:

"You kid is really powerful. You can kill your opponent in seconds with one move. It's hard for you not to be famous this time."

"Ok?"

Yang Ming stretched his waist, and said with confidence in a tone that would piss you off:

"Isn't it easy to kill your opponent with one move?"

Everyone: "..."

Dai Mubai held his breath tightly in his chest, unable to vomit.But he felt that what Yang Ming said was so reasonable that he was speechless.

In desperation, Dai Mubai had no choice but to turn his head, and patted Tang San's shoulder.

Under Tang San's bewildered eyes, Dai Mubai said earnestly:

"Yang Ming kills his opponent in seconds with one move. As Yang Ming's brother, you have to fight hard!"

"I..." Tang San was speechless.

Tang San thought about it, but if he used his latest hidden weapon, people would be killed in minutes.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, the contestants for the next round had already been matched, and it was Zhu Zhuqing's turn to play.

As for Zhu Zhuqing's opponent, it was the brutal man who deliberately bumped into Xiao Wu on the road before.

Yang Ming recalled the whole journey, the other party's malicious attitude, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

When Zhu Zhuqing was on the stage through the soul fighting channel, Yang Ming turned to her beautiful figure and said:

"Be careful, your opponent has a problem."

Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps paused slightly, without any reply, as cold as before.

Yang Ming didn't know if she had listened to it, but he could only hope that the previous worries were just unnecessary.

As soon as a beauty like Zhu Zhuqing came on stage, the eyes of the audience in the stands were immediately dazzled.

She has a hot figure, a delicate figure, long black hair hanging over her shoulders, slightly lowered face, and milky white skin, especially the rough waves, which are always so easy to attract the attention of men, stimulating the rapid surge of male hormones.

Contrary to his fiery figure, the expression on Zhu Zhuqing's face was very cold, it was a kind of coldness from the heart, pure coldness, and there was not even a trace of life in his black eyes.

The first impression you give is that of an iceberg beauty.

But this kind of strong contrast, not only did not reduce her charm, but stimulated the desire to conquer deep in the man's heart, eager to climb this iceberg!

Compared with the silence when Yang Ming was on stage, the audience obviously liked Zhu Zhuqing more, and heard whistles blowing from time to time.

After a while, the barbarian came onto the stage, his temple hair twitched slightly, and a disgusting smile appeared on his face.

"Tsk tsk, what a beautiful girl, I don't know what kind of expression you will show when I beat you down and tear your clothes off after a while?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned cold, and he blew towards the barbarian coldly.

The other party didn't care at all, and even had time to pick his nose.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, but his demeanor became colder and colder, obviously he was really angry with such a disgusting man.

The host stepped up to the front desk, introduced both parties, and said:

"The girl on my left is named Zhu Zhuqing, a level 27 great soul master, and her martial soul is a ghost civet."

The audience in the stands was very powerful and applauded enthusiastically.

"And the big man on my right is named Mazda, a level 29 soul master, and his martial soul is heavy water."

Yang Ming's expression moved slightly, he didn't expect this barbarian's martial soul to be so special.

After the host briefly introduced the names and martial spirits of both parties, he indicated that the fighting spirit between the two could begin.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Mazda coldly, and released his martial spirit at the beginning of the battle.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed color at the same time, the left eye was dark green, the right eye was blue, and a pair of cute cat ears were slightly erected, which added a bit of playfulness and cuteness to her cool temperament. If she often smiled, she might be very happy. likable.

The ten fingertips shot out claw-like sharp claws, which shone fiercely and coldly under the spotlight, making no one doubt the sharpness of the claws.

Zhu Zhuqing looked like a cat, his body lay down, his center of gravity sank, his chest was almost close to the ground, and every muscle in his body was highly tense, like a bowstring that was tensed to accumulate energy.

A pair of eyes without the slightest emotion, like a predator ambush in the grass, constantly observing the movement of the prey, looking for the opponent's flaws.

Two yellow soul rings appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's body at the same time, the cold and sharp aura gave people a somewhat suffocating feeling.

As for her opponent, Mazda seemed very confident, with magnificent light blue soul power fluctuations rippling from her body, her left hand was in a circle, her right index finger and middle finger were close together and inserted into the circle, with a wretched expression on her face.

"Hey hey hey."

Although Zhu Zhuqing couldn't understand the meaning of Mazda's actions, but looking at the disgusting expression of the other party, he instinctively felt a shock.

The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing moved!

The tense muscles suddenly exploded, and the person moved out like a civet cat, very fast.

Don't move like a mountain, move like a fire!

(End of this chapter)