Douluo signed for ten thousand years, Bibi Dong kneeled and begged me to come out

Chapter 85, Disguising, Dust Dragon's New Identity
"If you want to ask me who I am, Dragon God Douluo is my brother."

The young man confidently proposed the title of Dragon God Douluo, and everyone present felt sorry for this.

"Dragon God Douluo is your brother, what are you kidding, you two don't look alike, you are so ugly, how handsome is Dragon God Douluo."

In the crowd, a little sister with a ponytail spoke first, and his words sparked a heated discussion among the crowd. No one thought that the ordinary-looking person in front of him, who exuded a poor aura all over his body, was the younger brother of Dragon God Douluo.

Seeing their appearance, the young man who called himself Chenchen shook his head helplessly, and then he jumped onto the high platform.

At this moment, the breath of the whole body condensed, and a slender iron sword appeared on the left hand like that.

At the same time, four black soul rings appeared together.

"Level 43 assault system, Battle Soul Sect, Martial Soul, Seven Killing Sword."

"I have the same powerful talent as Dragon God Douluo, if anyone here doesn't believe it, just challenge me."

"If anyone can defeat me, I will obey him for a month and lose 500 million gold coins to the other party."

As he said that, the young man directly put a purse to the side, and 500 million gold coins appeared in the eyes of everyone. Even though the disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are very rich, 500 million is definitely a very large amount.

Seeing this scene, everyone present opened their mouths.

And at this moment, a strong man slowly walked out from the crowd.

"Chenchen, right? Your words count. If one of us defeats, we can get those golden soul coins, no matter whether the level is the same as yours or not."

Facing the question, Chen Chen nodded slightly.

"That's right, as long as someone can defeat me, no matter if his level is a titled Douluo or an ordinary great soul master, this is my goal, and I will naturally admit it."

As soon as Chen Chen's voice fell, the strong young man regained his energy in an instant.

"Okay, then I, Lei Hu, will compete with you today."

"Thunder Tiger, the level 68 Assault Soul Emperor, the Soul Thunder Beast."

A berserk aura erupted from the man named Lei Hu, and under his feet, six black, yellow, purple, and black soul rings shone extraordinarily.

The moment he appeared, the people around him started talking again.

"My God, the person who came was actually Lei Hu. His father was an 88-level Contra expert back then. If he hadn't died on the battlefield of Jialing Pass, he might have become a Title Douluo. What about the strong?"

"It is said that Lei Hu has been practicing in retreat in the back mountain since the loss of his father. It has only been five years, and his soul power has risen to seven levels. This talent is really terrifying."

When Lei Hu appeared, public opinion instantly became one-sided.

Seeing the terrifying aura erupting from the person in front of him, Chen Chen standing on the high platform shook his head helplessly.

"Level 68 Battle Soul Emperor? It looks okay, but if he is alone, it seems a bit unsightly. Does anyone among you want to come up and challenge me?"

"I'm here to accompany everyone. If someone succeeds, these bonuses will not be divided equally, but will be distributed in corresponding multiples."

As soon as this remark came out, the discussion among the audience became more intense.

At that time, two figures appeared in the crowd.

"Hua Xiaoxue, the soul king of the fifty-level auxiliary system, martial soul, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda."

"Zhang Baibai, Level 61 Battle Soul King, Martial Soul, Flame Twin Swords"

Once again, two people appeared in the crowd, and their spirit rings were all in the best proportion.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were also full of interest in this battle.

But they never expected that just as the competition was about to start, another voice came from afar.

"My little brother, I've been very poor recently, and I really want to borrow some money from you to spend. I wonder if I can join this battle."

As the voice fell, the disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who were present gave way one after another to the high platform.
In the next second, an uncle with a wine gourd staggered towards him.

After seeing him, everyone present was very surprised.

"You...are you the good-for-nothing uncle who used to show the gate to the sect? Didn't you disappear five years ago?"

The uncle pointed by a little girl said that the uncle obviously didn't like the word waste wood very much.

"Hey, you stinking girl, don't call me a fool, it's not like I don't have a name."

"My name is Bai Er, a 72-level assault system battle soul saint, a martial soul burning fire stick."

The uncle opened his mouth to introduce himself, and at the same time, 7 soul rings appeared at his feet.

Chenchen looked at the brilliance shining on his body, and was also very curious about this uncle.

This guy's gangsters turned out to be one yellow, one purple and five black.

Looking at the Douluo Continent, who can have such a matching ratio, which one is not cheating, or those who have obtained some kind of inheritance, why are such existences called waste wood by others.

Perhaps, this situation should have a lot to do with his fire stick martial soul.

For his arrival, Chenchen didn't mind at all.

"Whatever, whatever I say can be used at any time. As long as someone can successfully defeat me, no matter how many people come, I won't lose any 500 million gold soul coins."

Chen Chen said the terms of the reward again. At this time, many young disciples began to weigh in. Right now, there are already so many powerful people challenging Chen Long, a War Soul Sect, and there are such existences as Uncle Waste Chai.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. If you go up at this time, then the probability of getting 500 million gold soul coins is very high.

As a result, many people actively participated in the crowd.

Chen Chen still didn't mind about this, but Uncle Waste Chai became angry in an instant.

"Bastards, you guys really don't talk about martial arts at all. Four people fighting one is already a bully, and besides, everyone on our side is higher than him."

"You all go back to me. If anyone dares to come up again, I will knock him down with a fire stick and can't take care of himself."

Saying that, the domineering aura that is exclusive to the soul sage erupted from Uncle Waste Chai.

Just as one of the young men was about to say his name, he was blown away by the momentum.

After that, no one in the entire venue dared to join in the fun anymore.
The good-for-nothing uncle in front of him went crazy, but he really didn't care about anything.

Just like that, five people stood on the high platform at the same time, Chenchen was one against four, and the opponent's level was much higher than his own, such a boldness was born.

Not far from the arena, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo stood there quietly, their gazes all fell on that young man named Chenchen.

"I didn't expect Xiaolong's disguise to be quite successful. No one in our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School could see it."

"Uncle Jian, I'm afraid you will become more famous today, and your other "grandson" will soon shock our sect."

Hearing this, Jian Douluo smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Ham, I really don't know what method that kid used to suppress his own strength to the level of the Soul Sect."

(End of this chapter)