Douluo - something is wrong with you useless martial soul

"Well, that's it, you've registered. This is your Spirit Arena identity certificate."

Raising his hand to take the certificate given by the staff, Tang San looked at the sign in Tang Yin's hand with some curiosity, "What was your last name?"

"Here." Tang Yin turned the sign over and handed it to Tang San, "See for yourself."

"Xiaoyao Cunning Doctor?" Tang San looked at Tang Yin with some suspicion, "Where are your characteristics in this?"

"My dream, my fighting style, and my type?"

Tang San: ...That's true.

After successfully registering, the four children successfully signed up under the leadership of Zhao Wuji, and then dispersed to find the competition venue.

"No. 97...Ninety...Ah, I found it." Tang Yin handed the number plate in his hand to the waiter, and then walked into the battle waiting area.

Looking around, he was the only one in the room full of tough men and strong women.

But to put it bluntly, at the age of ten, he was already over 1.4 meters tall and nearly 1.5 meters tall, which was not considered short among his peers.

"Those who don't know think I have dwarfism..." Tang Yin muttered, sitting down in a corner and waiting to play.

Not long after, Tang Yin heard the waiter calling his name, and at the same time, a skinny man with long fingernails also stood up and followed the waiter out with him.

A battle on the field gradually came to an end.

The winner flaunts his power, accepts cheers, and enjoys supreme praise.

The loser can only leave sadly and lick his wounds alone.

Tang Yin was inexplicably touched when he saw this scene, knowing that he heard the host's words, "Now we invite our king who has won three games in a row - Ghost Man -!"

Tang Yin heard cheers rising like a tide, and the skinny man opposite him also raised his hand, so the cheers became even louder.

“Then there’s our other contestant today—Xiaoyao Guyiyi—a rookie~”

"Hahaha - I made a lot of money today! Suppress the ghost!"

"Happy Doctor? It's not like some kid from some family came here secretly to lose his reputation, right?"

"Hahaha, this is so funny-"

"You're so big, maybe you're a dwarf, right?! Hahaha!"

What was different from before was that Tang Yin was only greeted with some unknown ridicule.

Reaching out into his arms and gently touching the soft hair ball, Tang Yin's face under the mask looked indifferent, "Boring..."

"So! Without further ado - the competition - begins!" The host warmed up the atmosphere without any delay, stepped on the ground with both feet, jumped out of the soul fighting stage, and announced the start of the competition.

"Okay!"

"Fight!"

"Tear him apart! Ghost Man!"

Unlike the excited audience on the stage, the two people on the stage were very calm.

The skinny man chuckled, his voice a little hoarse and cold - "I'm so lucky to meet a young boy like you."

Tang Yin still stood there with his hands down, while his right hand was kept in his arms and carelessly touched the fox.

"You know? I like to cut my opponent's vocal cords first. That way I can enjoy it slowly..."

Feeling the malice emanating from the man, Tang Yin's expression gradually changed to =-=

Question: What should I do if I seem to encounter a 24K pure pervert?

Answer: Then you have to be more perverted than him.

"Then let me test you," Tang Yin said with some playfulness in his voice, and slowly stepped forward, "You said you like to cut people's vocal cords first, then do you know how much nails have to go through after scratching the skin? Is there any obstacle to accessing your favorite vocal chords?”

The steps that the skinny man was about to take suddenly stopped.

Tang Yin stretched out his hand and touched his throat gently, with an intoxicated smile unconsciously in his voice, "First of all, it's a fragile epidermis. It's only a thin layer and can be broken very easily. Then... The slightly hard cuticle, the gorgeous transparent layer, the relatively rough granular layer, the spinous layer, the basal layer and the elastic fibers. Only after crossing these, you will see the gorgeous red color begin to bloom...

After that, you have to break through the slightly sticky collagen fibers to get closer to the vocal cords, but at this time, you will encounter the biggest obstacle, the thyroid cartilage, followed by the soft and elastic vestibular folds. Only after breaking through these obstacles can you meet your beloved vocal cords...

Hahaha, isn’t it incredible?How could something so fragile actually have so many layers of protection? "

Tang Yin had already arrived in front of the skinny man. As Tang Yin approached, the skinny man took a step back unconsciously, "You..."

"Are you curious about why I know so clearly?" Tang Yin only had one hand exposed from the beginning to the end, with a casual look. At this time, the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but expand, and he made a sound that seemed to be suppressed. He chuckled or something, and the light with soul power on his exposed hand began to light up, "Of course it's because I also like the sound of -"

"I surrender!"

Tang Yin paused and felt embarrassed when he saw the skinny man suddenly collapsed and ran off the stage, screaming.

Oops, no, I unknowingly used the same tone that I used to induce newcomers when giving lectures in my previous life.

Really, really, I really miss the reverent (?) looks that the students looked at me after I finished the lecture in my previous life.

It's a pity that the opposite person now is a rough guy who doesn't understand humor.

I don’t understand our romance in learning to treat people.

You have to know that when I first started studying medicine, I even went to a restaurant to eat a couple's lung slices and had to study whether it was the left lung or the right lung. Even when there was a competition among classmates, I had to pack it up and take it back to the laboratory to clean it and fight it out.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin looked at the referee and his voice became slightly cold, "So, do I, the rookie, win?"

The referee's arms were trembling, his voice was dry, and his head was covered with sweat, "I, I declare that the winner is Doctor Xiaoyao!"

There was no cheering, and all the spectators present watched Tang Yin slowly leave in silence.

You know, there are loudspeakers in the spirit fighting arena.

They clearly heard all of Tang Yin's increasingly cheerful and enthusiastic speech. Although his voice was childish, who knew how many people he had killed knowing so clearly.

No one wants to attract a lunatic for a moment of pleasure.

Tang Yin left the scene smoothly in silence. After finding a place for everyone to change clothes, he held the fur dumpling in his hand and murmured to himself, "Am I scary?"

[Are you unaware of the extent of your perversion? 】

"Really?" Tang Yin tilted his head and looked harmless, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's good not to have to see blood. But I did learn a very practical psychological tactic. Well, I'll ask for it later. Tell my brother."

Hu Qing just twitched the corners of his mouth and shook unconsciously.

"Eh? Qing, are you cold?"

Hu Qing raised his eyes and looked at Tang Yin's still clear eyes. He didn't know whether to say that the kid was talented or too cruel and cold-blooded.

[Let’s go, I found the location of the other kid. 】

Tang Yin no longer hesitated and left in the direction indicated by Hu Qing.