The Road to Godhood of the Shrek Seven Monsters

Chapter 285 Dark Horse, White Tiger Sect 3

"Ahem, the second round of the battle between the strong ones. The third match is between Fengjian Sect and White Tiger Sect. The strong ones from both sides are invited to participate!"

It wasn't until they heard that Minglin Soul invited the strong players from both sides to come on stage that the audience who were still immersed in the atmosphere of the previous battle came back to their senses.

"Wind Sword Sect versus White Tiger Sect? What's so interesting about this? Although Feng Sword Sect is not very strong, it is still much stronger than White Tiger Sect, right?"

In the eyes of many viewers, the White Tiger Sect's bye on the first day was really good luck, but in today's second round, the White Tiger Sect was about to experience a disastrous defeat.

Not to mention the general audience, even the disciples of Fengjian Sect looked confident at this moment.

"Please let the strong men from both sides line up from left to right according to their soul power levels!"

The strong ones from Fengjian Sect are Yifeng Bailong, a level 96 powerful attack type Douluo, titled: Wind Sword; Feng Zhixiang, a level 89 powerful attack type Douluo, and Lin Fenghua, a level 88 powerful attack type Douluo. ; Feng Linhai, level 87 power attack type, Contra; Stilwell, level 82 agility attack type, Contra. "

"The strongest players from the White Tiger Sect are - Dai Yutian, a level 96 powerful attack-type titled Douluo, with the title: Kuang Hu; Dai Ling, a level 96 powerful attack-type titled Douluo, with the title: Exploding Tiger; and Black Douluo, a level 93 powerful attack type titled Douluo. Luo, the title is: Soul Seizing; Bai Douluo, the 93rd level powerful attack Douluo, the title is: Life Seizing; Hu Hesong, the [-]th level powerful attack Douluo, the title is: Feihe."

"Wow—"

As soon as Ming Linhun finished speaking, unprecedented exclamations and uproar broke out in the audience.

The White Tiger Sect, which was recognized to be at the bottom in the battle of strong men, turned out that all the strong men participating were titled Douluo!A fully titled Douluo like the three major sects of Tang Sect, Haotian Sect and Nine Treasure Glazed Sect!

"how can that be!"

"This... is so unexpected!"

"Damn it, who said that the White Tiger Sect got lucky yesterday when it got a bye?"

Almost in disbelief.

And Dai Yutian's name is even more shocking.

The previous emperor of the Star Luo Empire, the current Supreme Emperor, had even condescended to represent the White Tiger Sect in the Seven Sects Competition. Does that mean that it was the entire Star Luo Empire that supported the White Tiger Sect?No wonder the White Tiger Sect can come up with such a lineup.

However, people with a discerning eye also saw the mystery behind it. The Star Luo Empire originally wanted to take this opportunity to show its powerful strength to the Tiandou Empire!

"I didn't expect that the Star Luo Empire would use the White Tiger Sect to participate in the competition with the strength of the whole country. It seems that it is difficult for ordinary sects to shake the White Tiger Sect." Feng Bailong smiled bitterly and said softly.

"Sect Master..." Feng Zhixiang looked at Feng Bailong beside him and spoke in a bitter voice.

Feng Bailong turned his head to look at Feng Zhixiang's expression and chuckled, "Why, are you afraid of losing?"

"...Yes." Feng Zhixiang hesitated for a moment, but still answered honestly.

Looking at the strongest person between the two sects alone, Feng Bailong is level 96, and he also has the top-notch power attack spirit wind sword. Facing Dai Yutian, who is also level 96, he still has a good chance of winning.However, except for Feng Bailong, the other four strong contenders from the Fengjian Sect were all soul Douluo of over 80 levels. They were a whole level behind the other four titled Douluo from the White Tiger Sect. How could they compare?Incomparable!

At this moment, the four Soul Douluo of the Wind Sword Sect all had their faces alternately red and white, feeling ashamed and worried. Just yesterday they had laughed at the White Tiger Sect for being lucky enough to miss the first round...

"Haha, after all, this seven-sect competition is just a game. So what happens if you lose or win?" Feng Bailong smiled, seemingly speaking to Feng Zhixiang, but actually he was talking to Feng Zhixiang. All the strong players from Feng Jian Sect said, "But, we are Feng Jian Sect! The purpose of our Feng Jian Sect is to shine the sword with our heart, and the sword will be unyielding! If we don't come up at the beginning, we can admit defeat, which is called abstention; but , now we are standing on the battle stage, if we surrender without fighting, this is called cowardice! Once cowardice grows, it will have a very bad impact on our future cultivation."

"It would be wise to simply abstain, but surrendering without a fight would be cowardly!"

While talking, Feng Bailong walked past Feng Zhixiang and walked towards the center of the battle platform...

With the White Tiger Sect's strong victory, the second round of the battle between the strong ended.

Although today's game was not as dazzling and passionate as yesterday's, the battle between Niu Gao and the Seventh Elder left two words imprinted on the hearts of many viewers: Glory!

——Fight to the death for the glory of the sect.

At the same time, the biggest dark horse in this competition, the White Tiger Sect, which has a fully-titled Douluo lineup, has also made this seven-sect competition a suspenseful one, that is, will the White Tiger Sect enter the upper three sects?

The next morning.

Seven sects compete for hegemony, the strong ones compete in the third round.

According to the schedule, today’s battles between the strong ones are as follows: Game [-]: Haotian Sect vs. Nine Treasure Glazed Sect; Game [-]: Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect vs. Tang Sect; Game [-]: Wuhun Palace vs. White Tiger Sect; Feng Jian Zong had a bye.

As soon as the host Ming Linhun on the stage shouted: "We invite the strong contestants from Haotian Sect and Jiubao Glazed Sect in the first game to come on stage." Ma Hongjun, who ran to the viewing area for the strong contestants, bent his waist and chased after him. Oscar kept asking from behind: "You haven't answered me yet. Are you going to kill your uncle today or win by eating mirror sausage? I think you can only win by eating mirror sausage, but you will become the third brother." Or should I turn into Xiao Wu?"

"I asked you, are you bothered? I asked you all night.

Okay, it won't stop now. "At this moment, Oscar really regretted it. He regretted that he had asked this damn fat man like this the night before yesterday - you said that I didn't think that I would face my uncle today. Alas, I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly. Oscar glared at Ma Hongjun several times with an impatient look, and said a little exhausted: "Damn fat man, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you dare to ask again, I will win against your uncle today. Do you believe it or not? "

"Uh... you, why are you so mean? Stinky sausage, don't blame me for not saying hello to you. If you dare to become me and fight against your uncle, I will... I will... I won't be as good as you! I'm still caring about you!" After saying that, Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar with a mean look and said with a bad smile, "Why, you haven't figured out how to deal with this situation today? You won't learn how to pretend like me? Does your stomach hurt? Or should you just give in like Zhuqing?"

"Do you want to take care of it?" Oscar replied angrily.

At this moment, host Ming Linhun's voice sounded again: "We invite Oscar, a strong competitor from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, to come on stage...

It turned out that at this time, nine of the ten strong players from both sides had already taken the field, and Oscar was the only one missing.

"Hey, you are so proud today. I call you out alone. Even Third Brother and Boss Dai probably don't have such great dignity." Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

"I mean, Fatty, didn't I ask you a few more questions the day before yesterday? Do you really want to see me make a fool of myself?" Oscar said while rolling his eyes, thinking urgently about what to do.

Fatty Ma didn't deny it at all, and nodded sharply.

"Okay." Oscar nodded, raised his head and coughed lightly, calmed down his emotions a little, and then said loudly to the ghost forest soul on the fighting platform: "Who is that...Host, what, I've had a stomachache these past two days. It was such a big fuss that I was completely exhausted and couldn’t compete anymore. I gave up in that battle and stopped playing.”

"Why are you so shameless? Are you trying to imitate me? You are Oscar, can you come up with something new? You said that you, a peerless Douluo of the food department, would get upset? Why can't you find someone more reliable when you are making excuses?" Oscar actually used his own excuse, and Ma Hongjun suddenly felt that Oscar was less reliable than himself.

"Why do I have a stomachache again..." Tang Hao stood on the fighting platform with a dark look on his face, thinking that he would have a stomachache if he faced anyone like this.

"Damn, what kind of show is this? Yesterday, a peerless Douluo had a stomachache. Why is there another peerless Douluo who has a stomachache today? Huh? Damn, this is a peerless Douluo of the food department..."

As soon as Oscar used the excuse of having a stomachache to abstain and admit defeat, there was a commotion in the audience.Isn’t this treating everyone as idiots?You have to find someone more reasonable, right?Don't be upset all the time, there is no technical content at all.

"In this case, I'll admit defeat." Tang Xiao smiled and said: "Let's not talk about reciprocating favors. Da Ming's level 99 alone is enough to keep me in check. I'd better just admit defeat to avoid embarrassment. ”

"That's fine. Anyway, it doesn't matter who wins or loses between our two sects. Just admit defeat." Tang Wu nodded.

"Well..." The second elder, Chiyang Douluo, hesitated for a while and said, "Since the sect master has decided to admit defeat, I think I should also admit defeat. Er Ming is also level 99, so there is no way I can win. What does the sect master think?"

"Well, anyway, you are no match for Er Ming, so just admit defeat."

"The third round of the battle of the strong, the fourth round, Haoyang Douluo, the 94th-level power attack system title Douluo of the Haotian Sect, will face Liu Muzhi, the 94th-level agility attack system title Douluo of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

The host Ming Linhun loudly announced the matchup of the fourth game.

"Finally, we can see a serious match." With a heart in mind, the audience, who were afraid of admitting defeat again, finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the two opponents standing face to face in the center of the fighting stage.

On the battle stage, after a short preparation, the two sides officially started the game.

At the beginning of the competition, Feng Mo Douluo increased his speed to the limit, spinning around on the fighting stage, not giving the Fourth Elder any chance to seize his figure and attack.

Feng Mo Douluo knew very well that as a sensitive attack type soul master, it would be an extremely unwise and foolish act to collide head-on with a power attack type soul master of the same level. Moreover, the fourth elder's martial spirit was the best in the power type type. The attack power of Wuhun Haotian Hammer is not generally strong. His correct strategy can only be to use his speed advantage to avoid the attacks of the four elders first, control the rhythm of the battle in his own hands, and then find an opening to counterattack.

"Well, not bad." The fourth elder also admired Feng Mo Douluo's strategy.But he didn't move. He just stood there, watching the constantly spinning Wind Demon Douluo, while gently tossing the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand with very subtle movements, ready to attack at any time.

"Whoosh!" Several sounds broke through the air. After careful observation, the spinning Wind Demon Douluo finally made a tentative attack. As soon as he made a move, several weapons of various kinds formed by the wind struck at the four elders.

"Ha! Can you finally bear it?"

The fourth elder swung the Wu Tian Hammer in his hand, and the huge force came out one after another, turning into the most solid protective barrier in front of him, allowing all kinds of wind-mimetic weapons to attack.

The wind-mimetic weapon struck the protective barrier formed by the power of the Clear Sky Hammer. Although the sound was astonishing, it had no substantial effect.

"It doesn't look good." In the viewing area of ​​the powerful contestants, Oscar shook his head. "Wind Demon Douluo's strategy is not very appropriate. This game is probably going to be lost."

"You are still the deputy sect leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect, so you have no confidence in the people of your sect?" Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar with disdain and said.