The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 66 A real man in five seconds?

When Mo Fan came to the stage, he found that his opponent was a muscular man.

After the referee announced the start of the game, both sides showed their martial spirits one after another.

Mo Fan held Panlong Moxiao in his hand, and the opponent's martial spirit instantly aroused Mo Fan's interest, and he looked at the opponent's martial spirit with great interest.

Because the opponent's martial spirit is similar to Yan's Flame Lord, it is an ancient heroic spirit.

What Mo Fan finds interesting is that the Heroic Soul looks very much like a character in a previous game, but unfortunately lacks a big sword.

After being possessed by the martial soul, Fang's stature skyrocketed, and with Mo Fan's current height, he could reach his belly button at most.

"Let's go to war! Roar!"

I saw that the man directly lit up a nearly white yellow soul ring, and immediately integrated the soul ring into his body, and rushed towards Mo Fan with a roar.

When rushing in front of Mo Fan, it was a bear hug.However, Mo Fan tapped his toes, turned around behind him, and easily avoided his warm embrace.

Seeing Mo Fan dodging, the man didn't hesitate, growled and continued to rush towards Mo Fan.

However, after Mo Fan tossed and turned several times, the man insisted that he didn't even touch the corner of Mo Fan's clothes, which made him very angry.

And when he was in a state of desperation, Mo Fan noticed that red blood was surging around his body, and it seemed to be gradually deepening.

This made Mo Fan more interested, and looked forward to his soul skills even more.

The man saw that Mo Fan was slippery like a loach, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't touch Mo Fan.As a last resort, he could only use his second soul skill.

His second soul skill is War Roar, which can last as long as three seconds, and during this time, as long as the opponent turns sideways, he will be slowed down.

This is also his only currently restricted skill.

"Roar!"

A loud roar came out of his mouth, and when he made the sound, he raised his legs and ran towards Mo Fan again.

However, Mo Fan looked at him jokingly, did not turn around, and still faced him with his face, but kept stepping back without slowing down at all.

This made him stunned, the other party seemed to know the effect of his soul skills, not to mention turning around, without even turning his head.

Three seconds passed in a flash, and Mo Fan once again used his agility to fly the kite.

"Hey, how is the battle going now? Why are there only two of you, brother and sister?"

Xie Yue, who was still watching the fighting spirit, felt that her arm had been bumped, and turned to look at the other party, only to see Qin Mo looking curiously at the fighting spirit platform.

"What else can I do, the other party is being sneaked by Mo Fan." Xie Yue turned her gaze back to the stage, "Yan's soul fight is about to start, Ling'er will accompany him there."

"Oh, that's it." After listening to Xie Yue's explanation, Qin Mo focused all his attention on Mo Fan.

"Tsk, I don't know when I will be able to act like the boss." Looking at Mo Fan's agile and unrestrained figure on the stage, Qin Mo's eyes lit up.

"Come on, I guess you don't have this chance." As a friend, Xie Yue has the responsibility to let him recognize this cruel reality, whether he is willing to accept it or not.

Sure enough, he soon received Qin Mo's negative gaze.But soon there was a roar that brought his attention back to the Soul Fighting Stage.

I saw the man's eyes were red, his body was full of blood, and his figure suddenly jumped, wrapped in a tyrannical aura, roaring towards Mo Fan.

And Mo Fan seemed to be determined to carry out the kite-flying tactics to the end. He even took back his martial soul, trying his best to avoid the opponent's attack.

He wanted to see if the barbarian with full blood and big power lasted only five seconds, and what would happen after the skill ended?

Things were just as he had expected. Five seconds later, the blood in the man's body suddenly disappeared, and he sat slumped on the ground.

This made Mo Fan a little surprised, would it cost his own health bar to open a large game?This is a fake barbarian!

"Should I send you down, or do you admit defeat?" Mo Fan came to the other party and asked kindly.

"I give up. Referee, I give up!" The man simply gave up and stepped down.

But before stepping down, Mo Fan curiously asked him the name of his martial soul.However, the name he said made Mo Fan completely stunned.

Tryndamere? !You're not in the Freljord with your wife, why are you here for a show!

The man looked at the shocked Mo Fan in bewilderment, isn't it the name of a Martial Soul?There is no need to be so surprised.

Could it be that my martial spirit is unusual?

He left the stage with complicated thoughts, and Mo Fan finally recovered from the referee's reminder and left the fighting spirit stage.

"Boss, congratulations on your first victory." Seeing Mo Fan approaching, Qin Mo congratulated.

However, Mo Fan gave him a strange look, the first victory?

"It's my turn next. I'll go first." Xie Yue loosened her muscles, greeted the three of them, and then walked towards the fighting spirit platform.

As soon as Xie Yue left, Yan and Yan Ling'er came back, just passing by Xie Yue.

"Is it Xie Yue's turn to take the stage?" Yan looked at the soul fighting platform with great interest, only to see that Xie Yue and another person had already stood on the stage, and the soul fighting would start soon.

After Jian Yan came back, Mo Fan asked, "How is your opponent?"

"So-so, although he is an agility attack type soul master, his speed is not outstanding. And you also know my second soul skill, so it's easy to deal with her." Yan waved his hand and replied nonchalantly.

"Yeah, but you molested her for several minutes." I don't know whose vinegar jar was overturned, full of sour smell.

"I...how can I!" Yan retorted weakly.

However, Yan Ling'er didn't believe it at all, "Then how do you explain the 'little color embryo' after she stepped down?"

"I...you...you also know my fighting style, so I have no other choice." Yan forcefully explained.

"Yeah, it's really your style to hug the other party tightly without saying anything, and even burst the other party's clothes." Yan Ling'er didn't buy what he said, and continued to speak sarcastically.

"Hey, is that person in good shape?" Qin Mo approached Yan with a wretched expression, and asked curiously.

After hearing this, Yan raised his eyebrows a few times, and replied quietly: "It's not bad, it's a little older than Linger."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a show fist slammed into his Tianling Gai fiercely, and a roar like a lion's roar came from his ears.

"I'm only 11 years old now! What else do you want?!"

"Hiss~ Brother, wait until you go back and kneel on the washboard." Qin Mo patted Yan's shoulder with one hand, and rubbed his ear with the other hand, gloating.

"Hey you……"

Just when Yan was about to grab Qin Mo, Qin Mo slickly hid beside Mo Fan and asked about the current battle situation in a serious manner.

Leaving Yan alone endured Yan Ling'er's eyes.

"Ling'er, listen to me making excuses for you... no, it's an explanation." Yan looked at Yan Ling'er pleadingly.

However, Yan Ling'er didn't want to ignore him, and after throwing him a beautiful roll of the eyes, she started to pay attention to the game on the court.

The opponent was not Xie Yue's opponent at all, and was severely suppressed by Xie Yue, and was finally knocked out of the ring by Xie Yue's double strike.

Since then, the six people's one-on-one soul fighting today has come to an end.

After meeting with He Buhuan, everyone came to the waiting room again.

When registering, Why Buhuan mentioned that they had signed up for the team spirit fighting project, and the next thing was today's team battle.

And this time Mo Fan will not be on stage in the team battle, and Mu Zijin will replace him on stage. After all, it is a team of eight people, and the tacit understanding of the team needs to be adjusted.

And just when everyone was going to discuss tactics, an unexpected visitor came to the waiting room.

After some ideological struggle, Qu Tiange finally chose the latter between women and family rights.

After inquiring, I found out that Mo Fan and his party were in the Soul Arena, so they hurried over and came to the lounge where Mo Fan and the others were.

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, he first glanced at Mu Zijin, who was full of indifference, and then walked towards Mo Fan.

He took a deep breath, and said mechanically, "My grandpa invited you to my house as a guest, and I hope you can come."

I'm a little depressed today, so I'll update it first.It will be delivered at three o'clock tomorrow, and will make up for today's.

Also, I just went to take a look at the recommendation ticket, and found that it has reached [-], so tomorrow and the next two days will be three shifts...

Tsk, there is a feeling of passive evolution.

Go to bed first, bye, good night.

(End of this chapter)