Douluo's opening is chased by Wuhun Temple

Chapter 48 Wukong vs Bugs Bunny

The white-bearded old man was wearing a black mandarin jacket, his soul power surged with his hands, and he was angry with himself.

"You guys have thought about it. On the Soul Arena, you will either get rich overnight or go bankrupt, or you will live or die. I think you are still young, so go back." The old man with white beard looked at Ye Chen and said in a deep voice.

Ye Chen was shocked, he was so tightly wrapped, the old man could tell that he was a young man through his voice, and the strength of this old man should be higher than his own.

Great soul master? , Soul Venerable?
"Ahem, it's really rare that there is such a kind person like you in Soul Arena?" Ye Chen coughed dryly twice.

"Uh, mainly because you play, I earn less." The white-bearded old man curled his lips and said disapprovingly.

Ye Chen: ".........."

As an old man in the Soul Arena, the white-bearded old man is very familiar with the rules of the Soul Arena. Newcomers like Ye Chen usually lose when they go up. If everyone bets on the opposite side, there will be very few soul coins in the winning prize pool, and then according to the betting ratio, there will not be much left.

"Old man, bet on me, I guarantee you will make a lot of money!" Ye Chen looked at the old man and said in a deep voice.

The old man with white beard looked at Ye Chen and smiled without saying a word.

"You help me bet on myself in a while, I'm going!" Ye Chen handed all the soul coins on his body to the old man with white beard.

Soul Arena, Golden Zone.

"Woohoo!" A thin man cheered in the ring at the moment, and beside him was a fat man with a bruised nose, who was lying on the ground and moaning in pain. The host walked over and raised the man's hand.

"The winner is Wukong. Wukong's performance is very exciting. If you support Wukong, please continue to support him!"

"Goku, Goku!"

"Wukong will continue to win for Lao Tzu!"

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The one who shouted the loudest in the crowd was the one who won the money, or else was betting on Wukong.

"Wukong?" Ye Chen, who was about to appear on the stage, was taken aback when he heard this person's name, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Please invite our next challenger, Bugs Bunny!" The host said in an extremely rich voice, the voice was not loud but could clearly reach everyone's ears, obviously this host is also a soul master.

When the name of Bugs Bunny came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Bugs Bunny? What a weird name?"

"It seems to be a new challenger, Wukong probably smashed it to pieces with one punch!"

"It's a pity, there must be no one betting on this kid, and I won't be able to make money this time!"

No one was optimistic about Ye Chen, all of them were blatantly mocking, but Ye Chen on the side didn't care.

When Ye Chen, who was wearing a black robe and a rabbit mask, walked onto the ring, everyone started whispering again, and things changed a bit.

"This person looks quite mysterious, and he should be quite powerful."

"Brothers, don't be fooled, this kind of people are all flamboyant, and they will be crushed as soon as they play."

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"Okay, everyone, one side is the veteran warrior Wukong, and the other side is the new challenger Bugs Bunny, please start betting!" The host shouted in his slightly magnetic voice.

The old man with the white beard looked at Ye Chen in the stands wearing a black robe, then at Wukong, bet Ye Chen's money on Ye Chen, and then bet another soul silver coin.

The white-bearded old man just wanted to test the waters. Anyway, everyone bet on Wukong, and he couldn't make much money. If he bet on Ye Chen, the chance of winning is very small, but there is a chance of winning.

.........

Ye Chen looked at the man named Wukong in front of him. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he looked like a monkey. He was about 1.7 meters tall, half a head shorter than Ye Chen, but what surprised Ye Chen was that this man's arms could be level with his knees in a vertical state.

And the muscles on both arms are also extra obvious, it seems that this person is exerting strength with both arms.

"Boy, why don't you take off the mask, is it too ugly to see people?" Wukong looked at Ye Chen and said disdainfully.

In his opinion, Ye Chen's appearance is a sign of guilty conscience, only those who have no strength will rely on external things.

"Oh, no, he's too handsome. If I show my face, I'm afraid you'll feel inferior!" Ye Chen sneered.

"Sharp teeth and a sharp mouth will only make a quick tongue. The boy will show you that fists are the last word in the ring!" Wukong said, but Ye Chen could only clench his fists
"The game begins!" The host gave an order, and the game kicked off.

Ye Chen stood still and looked at Wukong and said suddenly.

"Why don't you take a rest first, just finished a game, so that if you lose in a while, you won't say that I bullied you~"

Naked provocation, a novice teased himself like this, Wukong's inner anger was burning.

"I won't take more than ten rounds against someone like you!"

"Wuhun Possession!" Wukong snorted softly, a cold light flashed in his pupils, Wukong's body began to swell suddenly, the muscles on his body swelled, and his whole body was covered with white fluff. The most noticeable thing was that Wukong's arms had grown thicker.

"Gibbon!" Wukong's beast spirit is a gibbon.

"Boy, do you know what my ancestors did? Fortune tellers, let me decide, today is your death day!" Wukong felt the strength in his body, and he could easily tear Ye Chen into pieces.

Ye Chen didn't panic at all, the soul power surged in his body, the light in the palm of his hand was shining, a palm-sized coffin slowly rotated, Ye Chen threw it towards the open space in front of him, the coffin suddenly became bigger, and fell heavily on the open space, although the material of the ring was quite special, it still smashed cracks like spider webs.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, followed by unprecedented restlessness.

The soul fighting field has existed in Notting City for so long, and there are thousands if not ten thousand soul masters who have come to participate in the competition. I have seen many spirits of all kinds, but this is the first time I have seen a coffin.

Even the white-bearded old man who was in charge of collecting money and betting under the ring was a little shocked, groping the beard on his chin and sighing.

"This kid is really unpredictable..."

Everyone thought that Ye Chen was wearing a rabbit mask and Wuhun should be a rabbit, but the result was beyond their expectations.

"Coffin, this person's martial spirit is actually a coffin!"

"It's fucking unlucky"

"It's unlucky, see the coffin and get rich, today will be made!"

"But what's the use of the coffin Wuhun? It was killed by someone, so put yourself in it?"

"Ha ha……"

...............

If Wu Shang was present, he would probably vomit blood, and his martial spirit was ridiculed for the second time.

"Your spirit is actually a coffin...?" Wu Shang stared at the coffin in front of him, unable to believe what had happened.

Ye Chen stared at Wukong with cold eyes, and grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Sorry, my ancestors helped people to carry out funerals, this coffin will send you on your way!"

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