The Rise of Douluo's Grassroots

"The next duel is between Yu Tianheng, the captain of the Tiandou Royal Team, and "Tian Wen", a new soul master from the Tiandou Empire. Will their duel give us a different vision? Experience it!

Now I announce that this spirit battle has officially begun. Please introduce yourself to both parties. ".

The hostess stood on a soul guide specially used to host martial soul duels and flew around the ring.

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The picture came to the audience.

"Who is this boy named Tianwen! Why haven't I heard of it?"

A fat rich businessman in the audience asked his companion next to him with a puzzled look.

"I don't know, but according to the boyfriend of my cousin's second aunt's granddaughter's daughter, this boy named "Tianwen" had a private appointment with Yu Tianheng of the Tiandou Royal Team. He just registered. ."

The companion introduced his connections with a proud look on his face.

Several people nearby couldn't help wiping their sweat. Look, is this something done by humans?

The audience immediately became enthusiastic and began to place bets. Mo Wentian’s odds were 1:10, and Yu Tianheng’s odds were 1:1.

If Mo Wentian wins, he will get 10 times the reward, and if Yu Tianheng wins, he will only get double the odds.

"This kid, at first glance, looks like he is a child of an aristocratic family who has not experienced actual combat. He is definitely no match for the genius Yu Tianheng from the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family. What's more, the difference in soul power level is 9 levels. Isn't it a completely one-sided battle? It seems that this bet is You can make a lot of money."

A tall and thin businessman who paid Yu Tianheng [-] gold soul coins said to the friend next to him.

"I also bet on Yu Tianheng for 5000 gold soul coins. This big soul fighting arena must be stupid, right? You dare to start such a bet."

The friend next to me looked puzzled.

Hearing this, the fat and wealthy businessman passing by came directly to the counter and said:

"I pressed 3, and "Tianwen" won."

"Huh? Is "Tianwen" winning?" The lady at the counter looked up and confirmed again.

"Yes, can't you?".

The fat wealthy businessman said with confidence.

"Okay, okay. I'll handle it for you right away. This is your certificate. Please keep it."

After the beautiful counter lady completed the application, she respectfully handed the certificate to the wealthy businessman.

In a mysterious box.

"Your Excellency Demon Lord, according to your request, a gambling game has been opened. Only a few people who won by betting on "Tianwen" wanted to try it out of luck. Only one wealthy businessman bet on 3, but the impact was not big. This time Mo Wentian's victory in the gambling game was less than 10 gold soul coins, while Yutian Heng's victory was a full 500 million gold soul coins."

A steward from Tiandou Auction House came to a masked man and said respectfully.

"Well, let's get down!".

The masked man in black robe sat there without any movement, except for a smile on his lips.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Demon King."

The steward carefully closed the door and exited.

On the ring, Mo Wentian and Mo Wentian walked out of the preparation area together. After hearing the host's words, they both summoned their own martial spirits.

"Mo Wentian, martial soul - Qiyecao, level 30 battle soul master, soul ring two yellow.".

Mo Wentian handed over his hand and reported his martial soul level.

"Yu Tianheng, martial soul - Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus, level 39 attack-type battle soul, two yellow and one purple soul rings.".

Yu Tianheng also returned the gift seriously and reported his martial spirit level.

"Soul fighting, start!".

The beautiful hostess came to the soul guide on the soul fighting stage, and shouted after the soul guide took off.

"Hey, yeah.".

Both Mo Wentian and Mo Wentian were not polite and rushed towards each other from the beginning.

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged several moves.

"Be careful, Bitao Hand."

Mo Wentian used Bitao's true hand to remind him.

"Hey!".

Yu Tianheng did not summon the martial spirit, but due to some carelessness, he was almost staggered by Mo Wentian's palm.

"The third soul skill, the fury of thunder.".

The pride in his heart would not allow Yu Tianheng to lose to a boy whose soul power was far inferior to his own.

Summoning the martial spirit, he unleashed the fury of thunder.

The whole body was filled with electric light, as if a giant dragon was roaring silently.

"Be careful, Wentian!".

When Ye Lingling in the audience saw this, she couldn't help shouting worriedly. She didn't even realize that her relationship with Mo Wentian had long gone beyond friends.

"Well, the first soul skill, Ghost Vine Parasitic Sword.".

Although the voice was noisy, Mo Wentian still heard Ye Lingling's worry. He nodded and did not dare to be careless. He summoned the martial spirit and instantly changed his form. A green thin sword appeared in his hand. The sword body changed. The middle part of the sword changed. Next to the black lines, two more lines of ice and fire appeared.

The two leaves with soul rings turned into swords, and the two small yellow circles were unusually beautiful and conspicuous.

"The second soul skill, Medusa's Gaze.".

Instead of forcibly interrupting Yu Tianheng, Wentian waited for Yu Tianheng to perform it before using his second soul skill. ,

"Hey!".

"Touch, click.".

"The energy contained in the Fury of Thunder is so huge that it was able to enter my body along the Ghost Vine Parasitic Sword. Fortunately, my Seven-leaf Clover Martial Spirit is tough enough, otherwise I would never be able to stop it."

Mo Wentian flew backwards a few meters away, stabilized his figure, and analyzed secretly in his heart.

Yu Tianheng was also restricted for two seconds, unable to move and had no chance to pursue.

"Thunder."

Yu Tianheng, who had recovered, struck Mo Wentian with another blow.

"Relegated Immortal Steps, Bitao Hands.".

Mo Wentian did not choose to fight head-on this time. He used Qinggong footwork to dodge the attack and slapped Yu Tianheng on the back from the side.

The pace is elegant and the speed is extremely fast,

Yu Tianheng didn't react at all. In an instant, he felt like a wave was coming, rushing into his body, and he fell back three meters.

"I underestimated you. Next, I will take it seriously and transform into a dragon."

Yu Tianheng put aside the contempt in his heart and began to deal with it with all his strength.

I saw Yu Tianheng's left arm instantly transformed into a dragon, and his strength increased several times.

Mo Wentian could only use the Banishing Immortal Step and use sword moves to block it.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Mo Wentian seemed more relaxed. The rapier in his hand seemed like countless swords forming an airtight defensive wall.

Although Mo Wentian's soul power is far better than that of ordinary soul masters, he has not yet reached the realm of the soul sect, and he does not dare to bet that his soul power will be deeper than Yu Tianheng's.

He could only defend passively, hoping to consume a little more of Yu Tianheng's soul power, and then give the opponent a fatal blow when the soul power was almost exhausted.

Sure enough, Yu Tianheng began to feel anxious when he saw that he could not attack for a long time.

"Damn it, I'm not as fast as Mo Wentian, and it's useless no matter how strong I am.".

In a box under the stage.

"Tianheng still can't let go of the pride of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus. He can't keep up with the opponent in terms of speed. The best way is to keep still and cope with the changes. If you are so impatient, your defeat is already certain."

Qin Ming couldn't help but think when he saw this.

The team members next to him were looking at the ring nervously.

Duguyan, who was in the audience, couldn't help but worriedly asked Ye Lingling beside her:

"Lingling, Wentian won't hurt Tianheng!".

"No, Wentian does things in a measured way.".

Ye Langling put down her worries and began to comfort Duguyan.

"The second soul skill, Medusa's Gaze.".

Mo Wentian saw that Yu Tianheng's soul power had been consumed a lot, so he directly used his second soul skill. In a flash, Bitao's real hand shot out, and instantly knocked away the overwhelmed Yu Tianheng. Before he could get up,

Mo Wentian's sword flew out, shocking everyone, and the long sword pierced Yu Tianheng's face along the opposite side.

"you lose!".

"Ahem! Yes, I lost." Yu Tianheng coughed a few times,

Some people watched with dull eyes as the sword body beside them turned into a seven-leaf clover and returned to Mo Wentian's body.

Although he still had the strength to fight, it was not something he couldn't afford to lose, but the pride in his heart made it difficult for him to accept it.

There wasn't much soul power left in the body, and his physical strength was even more depleted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Mo Wentian's palm and flew out, giving Mo Wentian a chance.

Mo Wentian was also severely depleted of soul power, but fortunately he still had plenty of physical strength, which was also the benefit of exercising since he was young.

"Congratulations to Tianwen for winning this soul battle.".

The host lady was still open-mouthed in shock. Unexpectedly, the winner of the exciting duel was suddenly decided.

"What a bullshit blue electric tyrannosaurus that caused me to lose so many gold soul coins!".

"Ah! Impossible, impossible, how could Tianwen win the genius of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, ah! My gold soul coin.".

There were screams everywhere, and those who were lucky enough to win money pretended to be sad to comfort their losing companions.

Ye Lingling took Duguyan to the private room.

It was discovered that Mo Wentian and Yu Tianheng had returned to the house.

"This time, your fighting spirit is very exciting, especially that of you Wentian. I declare that you are qualified to train with the Tiandou Royal Team, and you will be a substitute member of the Tiandou Team for the time being."

Qin Ming couldn't help but announce when he saw everyone was here.

However, except for Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, they looked at Mo Wentian congratulatingly.

Everyone else looked unhappy.

Although Duguyan was worried about Yu Tianheng's condition, she was also happy about why Mo Wentian was there.

Mo Wentian didn't say anything, just nodded, and then said:

"Since everything is fine, I'll leave first, Lingling, Sister Yanyan, where are you!".

"We're fine. I'll go home with you, and let Sister Yanyan stay to persuade the captain."

Ye Lingling spoke.

"Well, I want to advise that men can be proud, but they cannot be overly proud. Excessive pride is stupid."

Mo Wentian said pointedly to Yu Tianheng in the corner of the private room.

"You, hum!".

Team members Oslo and Yu Tianheng had a good relationship. They stood up and wanted to say something, but thinking of the relationship between Mo Wentian and Ye Lingling Duguyan, they could only sit down and snorted alone.

"Remember to prepare yourself tomorrow morning and come to the training base with Lingling to find us. You will leave the Tiandou Empire tomorrow to start participating in soul fighting in other cities."

Qin Ming didn't say anything. He was quite happy to do so. Proper competition would also allow the team members to practice harder.

Mo Wentian didn't care what the other team members thought, nodded and walked out.

If he holds a grudge against himself because he defeated Yu Tianheng, then these people are not worthy of letting him take it to heart.

He and Ye Lingling left the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

It was dark and the lights were bright.

Walking on the quiet path, Ye Lingling had a look on his face that he was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, Lingling.".

Mo Wentian couldn't help but ask.

"Wentian, you, you came to the Tiandou Royal Team because...".

Ye Lingling hesitated.

"Because of what?".

Mo Wentian looked at Ye Lingling with a blank expression.

"Yes, it's because, oh, it's nothing, annoying, hum, idiot."

Seeing Mo Wentian looking straight at her, Ye Lingling couldn't help but stamped the ground shyly and said.

"Forehead.".

Mo Wentian thought that Ye Lingling called him a fool because he was affected by the sword's intention and did not argue.

"Hmph! You can go back by yourself. I'm almost home. See you later!"

Ye Lingling said somewhat bitterly.

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"Why is it so inexplicable!".

Mo Wentian scratched his head and muttered to himself.