Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 20 King Ye vs. Dragon

Author: Few words

Chapter 20 King Ye vs. Dragon

Happy time is always short.

Wang Mo hadn't even seen enough. The two contestants who were fighting fiercely in the ring had already ended the battle hastily.

He looked at the two middle-aged men lying on the ground breathing heavily, and then looked at the Holy Light host who was flying high into the sky with his wings flapping and could no longer see anything.

Wang Mo was heartbroken.

Fast, too fast!

What's going on with these two people on the stage? They just hit each other twice and it's all gone. It's all in vain that you have such a strong body.

Sighing, Wang Mo, who had no welfare to see, could only withdraw his gaze and look at Ye Lingling beside him.

I saw her sitting upright, her long black stocking legs tightly closed together, her hands holding a corner of his clothes, trembling.

She originally held his hand, but maybe because of shyness, she changed it to grabbing his clothes.

Seeing this scene, as a conscientious and kind-hearted person, the sunshine boy Wang Mo naturally wanted to spoil her.

He raised his hand and passed his left hand over, placing it on Ye Lingling's soft and silky thigh.

The two of them were truly close partners, and their tacit understanding was undeniable. Ye Lingling shuddered and immediately understood what Wang Mo meant.

His hands instantly covered the salted pig's trotters that Wang Mo handed over.

Yu Tianheng, who had been silently paying attention to them since the two people came in, saw this and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

This poor thing is so shameless!

He turned around and looked at Dugu Yan, who was also sitting next to him. He wanted to try it, but he was afraid of being beaten.

Yu Tianheng thought to himself that his face was indeed too thin.

Time passes minute by minute.

During this period, people kept entering the waiting room to wait for the soul fighting to begin, and people kept pushing open the door in front of the entrance passage to go to the soul fighting.

As for Wang Mo, with the turbulent Holy Light host in front of him shaking his soul, and Ye Lingling's soft thighs warming his palms in the back, he didn't feel bored at all.

If the host at the front hadn't called out the number for them to come on, Wang Mo would have really wanted to sit here all night.

After standing up and stretching his somewhat stiff muscles, Wang Mo raised his hand and pulled Ye Lingling towards the entrance passage.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

Ye Lingling didn't say anything. The atmosphere at the scene made her uncomfortable. Wang Mo held her hand and followed him step by step.

She's just like a bitchy little daughter-in-law.

Pushing open the door to the Soul Fighting Platform outside, a strong sound came out instantly, killing them, tearing them apart, whistles, and roars.

Not to mention Ye Lingling, a social phobia, even Wang Mo, a social terrorist, felt the slightest bit of discomfort.

The noise at the scene was too loud!

I used my soul power to make a simple isolation protection on both ears. Although the surrounding sounds were still noisy and noisy, it was much better.

He raised his hand to give Ye Lingling a blessing, which made her frown suddenly relax.

Seeing the grateful look from her, Wang Mo smiled slightly and tightened his hands. "Let's go, it's our turn!"

This is just a smaller one among the many soul fighting stages in the Tiandou Great Spirit Fighting Arena.

The overall shape is circular, and the diameter of the ring is about twenty meters.

After all, it is only used for duel battles between great soul masters, so this area is completely sufficient.

The host, who had most of his body illuminated by holy light, was standing in the center of the soul fighting stage, passionately introducing information about the two soul masters on stage.

As for the opponent.

Wang Mo glanced at the opposite side and saw two middle-aged men.

I don’t know if this spirit fighting arena favors muscular men like this but they are useless. Wang Mo saw several of them backstage just now.

Seemingly seeing Wang Mo sizing him up, the middle-aged man opposite him instantly grinned.

I can't describe what it feels like.

Just... very scary, the kind that can stop a child from crying at night.

The most obvious thing is that the body of Ye Lingling who was following behind him shook unconsciously, and his palms suddenly became sweaty.

How disgusting, how dare he scare his lovely teammates.

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and decided to chop him twice more later to vent his anger on Ye Lingling.

Seeing that both sides of the spirit fight had arrived, the Holy Light host immediately cleared his throat. "The Ye King Combination and the War Dragon Combination, please release the soul rings. At the same time, dear audience friends, you can also start placing bets."

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"The odds of this game are 2:1. The game will start after the betting is completed, and the betting channel will be closed at the same time."

Seven soul rings slowly rose from the top of the soul fighting platform.

"No, why are there still first-level contestants participating in the soul fighting of a two-level soul master?"

"The Ye King combination? With this level of soul power, do you dare to call them Ye King?"

"Looking at their clothes, they seem to be the uniforms of Tiandou Royal Academy. It may be the request of the academy teachers."

"Yes, I came from next door. There are also students from the Tiandou Royal Academy over there. They are no match for their abilities, but they were beaten so badly."

"Beat, beat this King Ye to death. Don't ask why, I just can't stand these noble children!"

In the surrounding auditorium, hundreds of spectators were so excited that they roared so much that their saliva flew everywhere, making Wang Mo pout.

No matter which world we are in, there are always people who hate wealth and power.

Perhaps because they were young, or because the Tiandou students from other Soul Fighting Arenas nearby gave people the inducement, the bets on this game were placed extremely quickly.

It ended within two minutes of opening.

After receiving a signal from the colleague in the audience who was responsible for collecting money and writing notes, the Holy Light host raised his arm with a smile and quickly lowered it in the midst of a turbulent wave.

"No. 22 Soul Fighting Platform, the two-person Soul Fighting Leaf King versus the Dragon Fighter begins now!"

Buzz~!

With a trembling sound, a bright yellow soul guidance shield rose up, covering the entire soul fighting platform below, preventing the aftermath of the collision of the soul skills of both soul masters from splashing into the audience.

"Drink~!"

The strong man from the Zhanlong group took the lead in launching the attack. As soon as they heard a soft shout, the surface of their bodies was quickly covered by pieces of scales.

When Wang Mo originally heard that their group name was Zhanlong, he thought they were soul masters with dragon-type spirits, or at the very least, sub-dragons.

The results can be seen at this time.

Good guys, you are just two geckos, why do you have the nerve to take a combined name like War Dragon?

Asking Ye Lingling to retreat to the edge of the soul fighting platform and not get close to the battlefield, Wang Mo raised his hand to condense the Wuhun Tetanus Blade.

The rusty blade was gleaming with traces of scarlet, seeming to be advertising its bloodthirsty to the world.

The opponent may have wanted to take care of Ye Lingling first, so they moved forward in an arc to the left and right, preparing to bypass Wang Mo.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. As long as Ye Lingling, a person of the same level, is eliminated, Wang Mo, a first-level soul master, is nothing to fear.

In response, Wang Mo smiled sarcastically, and lightning flashes emerged from his body, and he intercepted him instantly with a Z-shaped move.

The Wuhun Tetanus Blade was dragged behind him, and its tip drew a series of long sparks on the ground of the Soul Fighting Platform.

(End of chapter)