Douluo's dark martial arts

"You are really courageous. Fortunately, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is not here."

Under the ring, as the boss of the three Xiliu people, Tiqi was the only one who was not too surprised by Wang Xie's change.

And it was precisely because of Tiqi's dull reaction that aroused the interest of Hu Liena sitting beside her, who rarely took the initiative to ask,

"What is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger? Is this his true martial spirit?"

"Huh? How could the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger be a martial soul? Does the Wuhun Hall only teach you basic soul beast knowledge?"

Tiqi's surprising answer during the test almost made Hu Liena lose her temper. The golden generation of Wuhun Palace was questioned for not having learned the knowledge of advanced soul beasts.

Of course she has learned about soul beasts, and she can memorize hundreds of rare soul beasts with special functions.

But this doesn't mean that the dark evil tiger, which only exists briefly in ancient books and myths, is also within her control.

Then what he is talking about is actually expanded knowledge besides expanded knowledge.

"Is it a soul ring?

His martial spirit is only the black tiger martial spirit, and he does not have the characteristics of using soul bones.

Although the toughness and strength are a bit excessive, it will never be such an evil spirit."

Xie Yue said at this time,

He looked at Wang Xie who was fighting with the Netherworld White Tiger. With the blessing of the soul power of the six people from Canghui College, Wang Xie's strength soared to almost the threshold of the Soul Emperor.

The soul power of two of the soul sects accounted for a large proportion of the evil god's aura on his own body, especially the evil god's aura on the fourth soul ring. As his strength skyrocketed, his ferocity level skyrocketed, even overwhelming him in terms of aura. The white tiger of the underworld,

"It's just a soul ring contaminated by the power of the evil god. To be honest, I didn't expect such an effect."

Tiqi crossed his arms and nodded, confirming Xie Yue's conjecture.

Yan, who was sitting behind him, couldn't help but asked in surprise when he heard this,

"The soul ring contaminated by the power of the evil god doesn't sound like it can be absorbed casually."

"Who knows, it's not me who absorbed it anyway." Tiqi smiled and replied casually,

As the battle in the ring became intense, Tiqi sat in the audience and felt even more that the soul bone contaminated by the power of the evil god was about to move in his body.

die! ! !

The horrifying sound of broken bones echoed throughout the hall. Although only one minute had passed, it was also extremely long for both parties in the ring.

Wang Xie's mind became even more insane under the influence of the evil god's aura. He allowed the Netherworld White Tiger to open a bloody gash in his waist and abdomen, and kept hitting the Netherworld White Tiger's head with his fists.

Big wood!Big wood!Big wood!Big wood! ...

The high-frequency punches continued to fall on the head of the Netherworld White Tiger like raindrops. The bone spurs on the fists were shattered due to the violent collision, not to mention the Netherworld White Tiger who was almost knocked unconscious.

Originally, I wanted to rely on my ferocity to counterattack the Xiliu people, but I never expected that the real trump card of Canghui Academy was Wang Xie, the only person who seemed normal.

Without any tactical coordination, the final was an enhanced promotion match between the two sides. The competition was about who had the most health, who had stronger attacks, and who could finish off the opponent before they fell.

"go to hell!!"

Wang Xie, who had blood-red eyes, saw the intestines flowing out of his waist and abdomen from the corner of his eye. The pain was suppressed crazily, but the malice that came from nowhere made him make an astonishing move.

eat it!

The fists that were constantly punching suddenly stopped, and he punched up and down. His hands were closed together like a gate to hold down the head of the Netherworld White Tiger, and his five fingers were tightly clasping the tiger's head, which was like a glass plate.

Click!The sound of teeth cracking jewels resounded in the hall. Dai Mubai in the audience looked at the scene in front of him in horror. A cold air started from the tailbone and ran down the spine to the Tianling Gai.

The other colleges looked at this scene on the ring with expressions of horror and horror. Although there was no bloody chewing scene, this scene was enough to shock many people.

"Won't you prick your mouth?"

Ye Lingling looked at Wang Xie through the black veil as he leaned on the Netherworld White Tiger and ate the tiger's head. Compared to the horror of the companions around her, her tone of voice was still as ethereal as usual.

After all, the role of martial arts lies there. As a soul master who only knows how to heal wounds, she has not seen too many tragic situations.

Ever since she awakened her martial spirit at the age of six, before meeting Yu Tianheng, she had been making extra money by healing people's injuries.

Have you ever seen a scene where your head is smashed with a hammer, your skull is embedded in your brain, and your brain is twitching when a stretcher is brought over?

I haven't seen it before, Ye Lingling hasn't seen it either, so I just said this roughly, this is a professional "surgical" soul master,

"I'll go. What Lingling is worried about right now isn't the issue of pricking her mouth, right?"

Hearing this, Dugu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Lingling. The others were also confused by Ye Lingling's unexpected brain circuit for a moment.

Is there a pervert next to me?

But before they could start complaining, a familiar voice came from not far away, causing their originally lively atmosphere to instantly become silent.

"It shouldn't be pricked in the mouth. It's all a body made of soul power, but it does look a bit brittle."

Yu Tianheng looked in the direction of the sound with a somewhat unhappy expression. Sure enough, the owner of the voice was none other than Tiqi, who was wearing the uniform of the Wuhundian team.

Behind the opponent were a group of soul masters from the Wuhundian team. The golden generation stood side by side, and a full sense of oppression was directly given to the Imperial Dou team.

"This dress is not as good-looking as your cloak."

"Limited to skin, mainly for the feeling of youth."

Tiqi glanced at Yu Tianheng, looked at Dugu Yan who stood up and stood beside him, and said with a smile,

"Why are you so nervous, like trying to learn the methods of the champion of the Soul Master Competition in advance?"

With a simple sentence, several people who originally wanted to stand up with him all looked embarrassed. Finally, Yu Tianheng motioned for them to sit where they were.

"How dare you? Even my aunt almost died at your hands. Even if we take action, our chances of winning are less than [-]%."

Liu Erlong's matter was the inevitable estrangement between Yu Tianheng and Tiqi.

Not to mention the fact that he subsequently learned about the conflict between Yu Xiaogang and Tiqi, the fact that Liu Erlong almost died at the hands of Tiqi was a bit unacceptable to him.

"Hahaha~ That's it. It seems you are not a qualified noble."

When Tiqi heard the accusation in Yu Tianheng's words, there was no embarrassment on his face. As the initiator, there was no need for him to be embarrassed.

"Nobles can't stop having fun just because of such a trivial matter. Just like those nobles in Tiandou City, I killed their relatives and heirs, and those old bastards didn't do business with me with smiles on their faces.

She's just an aunt, and besides, Dugu Bo's granddaughter is still here with you. You have to face me sooner or later, so don't get into a child's temper over such a trivial matter."

Just like Tiqi’s initial evaluation of Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianheng was just a child studying for the nobility.

I can’t afford to play the bloody hypocritical game,

For a true aristocrat, material losses are just tickets to the hypocritical game.

The real game chips are emotional bonds, all the precious and irretrievable things you care about.