Douluo's cute Douluo

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

The much-anticipated competition is about to begin.

This time is a bit special, a friendly sect Qianjun Sect came to participate in this grand event.

In the world of soul masters, there are not many opportunities like this. After all, they are not those who cultivate immortals, and their lifespan is so long.

A Soul Saint can live up to one hundred and fifty years old, a Soul Douluo can live up to two or three hundred years, and a Titled Douluo can live much longer. Normally, one thousand years is possible.

Other soul masters have basically the same lifespan as ordinary people, only a little stronger.

So this kind of activity is not available to people many times.

The arrival of Qianjunmen made this place more lively, but to say how welcoming it was, it was gone.

"What kind of friendly exchanges between Qianjunmen, isn't it just relying on their peak soul king to pretend to be compared!"

"That's right, he is still so many years older than the Holy Son, the Holy Son will definitely beat him when he is the same age..."

The crowd's discussion is enough to explain their attitude towards this Fifteen Ton Gate.

Originally, Yan Mengmeng thought it was nothing, but the word "pretending to compare" just now shocked her.

No matter what the situation is, she has pretended to be here. It seems that her plan still has some flaws!

Originally, she was only using the holy son to make her name famous, but now, she wants to let this pretender of the outer sect understand what is called the king of the king.

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Without further ado, the competition begins.

Several leaders blah blah blah blah above, and the people below were drowsy.

After a long time, the leader's speech phase was finally over, and then came the preliminaries.

Unfortunately, Yan Mengmeng is a saint and does not have to participate in this.

Then came the strong sixty-four, thirty-two, sixteen...and so on.

It wasn't until the final semi-finals that Yan Mengmeng got the chance to play.

When she first appeared on the stage, Yan Mengmeng met the second seed player of Qianjun Sect, who seemed to be named Yang Mao, a three-headed martial soul dog. He was currently a five-ring soul king, similar to the Holy Son, and had just broken through not long ago.

But in terms of age, he is much older than the Holy Son.

It can be seen that with Yan Mengmeng playing at this time, it is completely a duel between a child and an uncle.

Yan Mengmeng's appearance made the crowd scream and shout. After all, it was the first time for the saint to appear on stage, and the key is that she is still so cute.

Looking at the other side, in fact, this person looks pretty good, tall and thin, and his facial features are relatively delicate, but at this moment he looks like an uncle.

As the uncle on the field, he looked at the little girl who came up with great doubts.

Very cute, very beautiful, all perfect except small.

If the voices in the audience hadn't told him that this was his opponent in this match, he wouldn't have believed it anyway.

As a friendly uncle, he naturally reminded me first: "Little girl, this is not a place you can come to. Be careful of getting hurt."

Yan Mengmeng smiled and instantly captured the hearts of the people on the field.

Don't ask, it's too kawaii to ask!

Immediately afterwards, he began to say: "No need, uncle, you can make a move!"

Yan Mengmeng's words made Yang Mao stunned on the spot.

Big... Uncle?

I'm so...

However, Yan Mengmeng couldn't wait any longer and urged: "Hurry up, uncle, aren't you scared?"

"Afraid? Haha, little girl, I'm really afraid of hurting you accidentally."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll take it easy, don't worry!"

Uncle Yang Mao felt as if he was talking to a soul beast, not on the same line at all.

In desperation, he summoned his martial spirit.

A phantom of a vicious dog with three ferocious heads instantly appeared behind the man, and the five soul rings on his body flashed brilliantly.

The momentum was so strong that the people off the field couldn't resist it.

On the other hand, Yan Mengmeng stood opposite him and stared at him, with her hands behind her back, her smiling face was not panicked at all.

This is Yan Mengmeng's newly developed costume comparison technique. It can adapt to all changes by staying the same. No matter how strong, beautiful and gorgeous your personality is, I will laugh at it.

Then it is the strongest move as soon as it is shot, and it is said that this is the weakest move, which will make everyone dumbfounded. This is called "confuse the public".

Then, Yan Mengmeng slowly stretched out her right hand, and the light sword appeared quietly. To outsiders, it seemed like it was just a jade token.

But the next move was interesting. Yan Mengmeng turned the jade medal around, held a sword flower behind her back, and said, "Hurry up, uncle, I still have to go back and play with the little sisters!"

Hearing this, Uncle Yang Mao was furious, and rushed towards Yan Mengmeng, using his hand as a claw, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Yan Mengmeng who was standing with his hands behind his back, and stabbed with a dog claw, aiming at Yan Mengmeng's body Between eyebrows.

Everyone who saw this was holding their breath, and some even covered their eyes because they didn't dare to see what would happen next.

There is no doubt that Yan Mengmeng's danger at this moment is no less than life and death. If this move is successful, Yan Mengmeng's tragic situation is unimaginable.

Although Dabi can't kill people, he can be injured, and it is common for him to become a fool if he is abolished.

It's a pity that Yan Mengmeng won't let him hit it.

At this moment, the sword in Yan Mengmeng's right hand was clenched a little bit, a monstrous sword force emanated from Yan Mengmeng's body, and the rushing momentum caused Uncle Yang Mao who was attacking to retreat suddenly.

His move just now seemed to be very powerful, but it was actually just a test, so when Yan Mengmeng broke out, he immediately reacted and retreated violently.

After that, the soul rings on Yan Mengmeng began to appear. The four soul rings let people know that Yan Mengmeng was a real soul sect. However, this was the first time for them to see such a small soul sect, so they were a little surprised.

Immediately, the fourth soul ring on Yan Mengmeng's body began to flicker, and it was the strongest soul skill when she made a move.

This made people look down on Yan Mengmeng a little bit, but the next change was unusual, the fourth soul skill was still used, but it was not for Uncle Yang Mao.

On the contrary, the second horizontal slash with the sword, which seemed very understated, was aimed at him. With just such a swipe, most of the hair on Uncle Yang Mao's head was directly eliminated.

This made his scalp shudder, and he was stunned looking at the black hair that had been wiped out on the ground.

But at this time, people's attention was not on him, but on the pillars in the distance behind him. The target of Yan Mengmeng's fourth soul skill - Crossing Eight Directions Sword Qi just now was really the pillars behind him.

Those pillars are a special landscape of the Baiyun Sect. The tips of the pillars are dragon heads, and the pillars are printed with patterns of white clouds.

Streams of fountains would spray out from the faucet, but at this moment, those springs stopped in the air, as if they had been cut off.

For a moment, everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, feeling as if they were seeing a hallucination.

After a while, the spring water flowed out.

Only then did people realize how terrifying the scene just now was.

Who would have thought that a sword could cut off the flowing water, is this really a sword?

Under people's skeptical eyes, Brother Yang Mao, who had his hair removed, didn't know it. At this moment, he was almost mourning his own hair.

The next step is to fight back against Yan Mengmeng, oh no, it should be said to be furious revenge!