Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 101

"Please advise." Tang Ling's voice was full of seriousness. Every match was a reward for him, no matter whether the opponent was strong or weak.

For some reason, when Tang Ling said the words "please advise", the man suddenly calmed down. Obviously, he was also a little stunned by the black soul ring just now.

He didn't mean to talk too much, his body crawled slightly, his black nails slowly extended, and the Wuhun behind him appeared. It was a civet, with a black body, light green pupils, and sharp black nails exuding a faint black glow. , the first and second soul rings lit up, and they rushed towards Tang Ling without the slightest timidity.

The man's speed was very fast, but compared with Zhu Zhuqing, his speed and attack power were much weaker. Seeing that the black sharp claws were about to touch Tang Ling's body, the man couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face.

His second spirit ring and first spirit ring increase speed and strength respectively, so it can be said that they are very suitable for agility attack skills.

Just when the black sharp claws were only half a minute away from Tang Ling, a palm burning with white flames suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the biting cold made his palm lose consciousness in an instant.

"Oops!" The man was shocked, and the third soul skill was activated instantly. His whole body and even the hand held by Tang Ling disappeared abruptly. When he reappeared, he was already behind Tang Ling, and the black sharp claws stabbed at Tang Ling's neck.

Tang Ling's brows were raised, Ghost Shadow Bewitching activated, and his whole body disappeared in place strangely like a ghost shadow, leaving only a black afterimage.

The sharp claws pierced through Tang Ling's afterimage, which made the man who thought that this attack would be successful, stunned. He didn't know how many soul masters who were more advanced than him were killed by this move, although it was not the first time he failed. , but it also made him a little dazed.

And at this moment of bewilderment, a white palm burning with white flames directly pinched his neck from behind, and the biting chill seemed to penetrate his skin and freeze his throat, making him His body is completely out of his control.

Tang Ling let go of his palm, and the white flame disappeared when Tang Ling let go of the man's neck. He looked up at the host in the air.Although he didn't speak, everyone understood Tang Ling's meaning.

"I declare that Emperor Zun will win this match!" The host's voice was still so calm and composed, but he looked at Tang Ling with a little admiration.

This is the first time that the battle has been easily resolved in this way. I am afraid that it took less than 20 seconds from the beginning to the end. It feels like defeating the Soul Lord is like playing a game.

But this should be normal, after all, his soul ring configuration is two purple and one black...

After the host announced the result of the competition, Tang Ling also left the Soul Fighting Stage feeling neat. His points changed from negative one to zero.

When he fought Zhu Zhuqing for the first time, he voluntarily conceded the game, and his points were zero. Now that he has won a round, the points are not embarrassingly negative.

The master watched as Tang Ling stepped off the fighting spirit stage and also walked towards the private room he had booked, and Flender behind him followed in the master's footsteps.

Now Flender seems to have recovered, but there is an imperceptible trace of solemnity and fear in the eagle's eyes.Just a name made him, a soul saint, feel an inexplicable fear in his heart. How powerful is such a person?

Title Douluo?No, absolutely not, even the name of Titled Douluo would not have such power!That should be, the realm above the title, that realm, seems to be called "God"...

Become a god at the hundredth level... the goal of countless peak titled Douluo.It's just that no one can break that thing called a shackle...

Entering the private room, looking at the eight straight boys and girls standing in front of them, Flender, Zao Wou-ki and the master couldn't help nodding secretly. The oldest of the eight children in front of them was only 15 years old, and the youngest was only 11 years old. Already able to stand invincible in Soul Sect.Such a group of the proud of heaven gathered in Shrek, how can we not make them feel proud?
The master looked at the eight boys and girls and said: "It's time to participate in the team battle. The registration time is relatively late, and the order of our appearance should be relatively late. Remember, this is a team battle between the [-]th and [-]th levels. In team battles, don't be careless, let alone get injured.

Team battles are different from one-on-one and two-on-two. The test is not the individual combat ability but each other. "

"Don't worry, Master, are you still not dismissing us from school? This team battle will be led by Xiao San, we just need to cooperate." Dai Mubai is calm and confident, the arrogance in his different eyes is hardly concealed Show it.

Tang San didn't refuse either, directly said: "When we go on stage later, Xiaoling, Mubai, Zhuqing, Xiaowu, the four of you are the main attackers, Xiaoling in front, Mubai in the middle, Xiaowu and Zhuqing Side response, I will try my best to control the opponent and assist you in the center, Fatty, you stay behind and use the Phoenix Fire Line to make long-range attacks and protect Rong Rong and Xiao Ao. No problem, right?"

Ma Hongjun patted his chest, and said to himself: "Of course this is no problem!"

"Okay, that's the case, let's go."

The team fighting spirit venue is obviously much larger than the one-on-one and two-on-two ones, at least the lounge is wider than the one-on-one private room.The lounge at this time was also very lively, there were at least thirty soul masters chatting inside.

Even soul masters like Zao Wou-ki and Flender have come to participate in the soul fighting competition.

The order of Shrek Academy's appearance was the penultimate one, and the weird outfits of the eight people made the lounge eerily quiet.

While the eight people were talking, a strong man suddenly kicked open the door of the lounge, which made the eight people who were talking stop communicating and looked at the door.

The burly man standing at the door looked to be in his thirties, with dark skin, his bare upper body showing exaggerated dark muscles, and a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. No need to think about it, he must be a powerful soul master.

"Not bad, there is such an upright girl! That guy didn't lie to me! Little sister, you have such a hot body, what are you doing with your face covered, come on, show me~" The dark and strong man's target is Zhu Zhuqing with a hot body , the mask covered Zhu Zhuqing's face, and it was completely impossible to tell that she was only 11 years old.

"Get out." It wasn't Zhu Zhuqing who spoke, but Tang Ling, who was always beside Zhu Zhuqing. The powerful aura emanating from Tang Ling made the big man's movements stagnate.

"Boy, I want to see today so I have to move, what can you do with me?" The strong man disdainfully stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)