Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

Because of the addition of four younger brothers, the situation suddenly turned in favor of the Evil God Team.

The Snow Girl's second soul skill lit up, and she whispered, "Second soul skill, Snow's Sigh!"

A cloud of snow suddenly rushed towards the battlefield, gently brushing over the seven members of the Fierce God Team.

When they touched the light white snow, the seven members of the Fierce God Team immediately felt an extremely cold icy feeling, which made them gasp.

It feels like being in an ice and snow world at minus 100 degrees Celsius, the blood is frozen, and the whole body moves slowly.

Even if the Snow Girl and the other four were restrained, they still had spirit skills that could allow them to attack from a distance.

A fierce light flashed in Wu Shi's eyes, and he shouted, "Quick battle, quick decision!"

Wu Shi swung his fist, which was filled with soul power. Veins bulged on his arm, and the increase in strength and attack power allowed him to blow a person's head off with this punch.

Without any hesitation, Wu Shi punched Xiao Wu directly.

There was a sudden wave in the air, and Wu Shi's punch missed.

"I'm here~"

Xiao Wu appeared behind Wu Shi and patted his shoulder.

He turned back subconsciously, but was greeted by a heavy punch from Xiao Wu.

"Did you want to hit me like this just now? Sorry, my third soul skill is flash. How can a mere chain trap me?" Xiao Wu sneered.

Wu Shi's eyes were filled with ferocity and he wanted to fight back, but he felt his hands were very stiff. He looked down and saw that a thin layer of ice had condensed on his arms.

It’s cold, very cold. This was Wu Shi’s first thought.

The other teammates of the Fierce God Team thought the same.

Although the Snow Girl's second soul skill cannot freeze people directly, she can slowly freeze people's blood, causing them to die faster. If they don't dissipate the layer of ice in their bodies in time, they will become increasingly miserable in the following battles.

Waist bend, soft skills, aerial throws, after this series of moves, Wu Shi's internal organs were in severe pain. He saw stars and fainted because he could not hold on any longer.

A thin layer of ice had appeared on Zhang Chui's face. He was shivering from the cold and part of his body had lost all feeling. Although he could move, only he could understand how painful it was.

On the other side, two balls of light were brewing in Gu Yuena's hands, one green and one blue. The two balls of light merged and instantly formed a four-meter-high double tornado of wind and snow.

The second soul ring of Qian Yuehuan's Mirror of Destiny lit up, and the eight mirrors instantly rose into the air. With a crisp sound, the eight mirrors all shattered into sharp mirror blades. A gust of wind drove the mirror blades up, forming a mirror blade snow and wind tornado.

The tornado had a clear target, heading towards the four younger brothers, instantly carrying them up.

The mirror blade cut the skin, and the bleeding wound was frozen by the wind and snow.

For a moment, screams echoed in the air.

Wang Tie, who was still conscious, looked at his brother's miserable appearance and felt an unreasonable fear in his heart. He saw that the tornado was coming towards him.

He collapsed and shouted, "We surrender, we surrender!"

But it was too late. Gu Yuena flipped her hands and the tornado had already dragged him up. The wind, snow, mirror blades, screams, and blood covered the fighting arena.

At this time, the referee came out and shouted, "This round is over. If you continue to play, you will be disqualified!"

Gu Yuena snorted coldly, then she withdrew her soul power. The wind force became weaker, and then slowly disappeared in the air. The mirror blades re-formed into mirrors and returned to Qian Yuehuan's hands.

The tornado disappeared, and the four younger brothers and Wang Tie all fell in a mess under the fighting arena. Their clothes were soaked with blood, and all five of them were unconscious.

Zhang Chui was the only sober person left on the stage. Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he trembled all over. He looked at the six members of Team Xi as if they were demons, his face full of horror, and fainted out of fear.

The host swallowed his saliva and said in shock, "The victory of this game belongs to Team Xiyi!"

The audience were all cheering, and many civilians who had been bullied by the Evil God Team felt relieved. Some even spat on the unconscious Wang Tie. People like him deserved to be eliminated!

Gu Yuena emitted a green light, and a strong wind suddenly blew up on the fighting arena, which directly lifted up Wang Tie, Wu Shi and the other two people who were lying on the stage and threw them off the stage.

Suddenly, a lot of people appeared out of nowhere and started punching and kicking the Xiongshen Team and others.

The soldiers who were responsible for maintaining discipline came over and evacuated the crowd, but the seven members of the Fierce God Squad had been beaten to a bloody pulp.

Someone went to check on the members of the Evil God Team. Among the seven people in the team, only the four younger brothers survived, but they were almost disabled.

Someone died on the field, in front of so many people. It would be difficult for the Tiandou Empire not to pursue the matter, but it is also difficult to do so.

Team Xiyi and dozens of civilians were involved, and the victims were three level 40 Soul Masters. Logically, these should be investigated. But Qian Yuehuan was backed by the Spirit Hall, and her reputation was very high. If Qian Yuehuan was investigated, it would definitely cause public outrage.

So the person in charge here simply pushed all the blame onto these dozens of civilians.

But how to convict so many people? Civilians who kill soul masters will be severely punished.

While the person in charge was struggling, an old lady in her 90s finally came out. She had white hair and a weathered face. She said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, I was the one who beat him up. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

"I hate the people in the Fierce God Team. Two years ago, my granddaughter was killed by these beasts... The scar on Wu Shi's face was left by my granddaughter when she resisted. This beast, just to vent his anger, had people torture my granddaughter to death bit by bit."

"My granddaughter is dead, and the person who depended on me for life is dead. But I can't die yet. I have to seek justice for my granddaughter, but no one is willing to listen to a commoner like me. I only hate myself for not being a spirit master. I don't even have the chance to avenge my granddaughter, cough cough cough!"

The old lady coughed up blood, her eyes full of determination to die. "Now I finally have the chance to kill my enemy, I have no regrets. My lord, if you want to pay back a life with a life, just kill me."

Everyone looked at the old lady's frail body and were deeply moved for a moment. Most of the people in the audience were ordinary people without soul power. They had more or less suffered some unfair treatment and could empathize with the old lady.

The person in charge was relieved to see someone willing to take responsibility. He glanced at the soldiers behind him and said, "Capture her!"

The person in charge pointed at the old lady.

The old lady seemed to have foreseen her own death. She closed her eyes naturally. She had no fear of death, only calmness.