Douluo started from being accepted by Bibi Dong as a disciple

"Tang San, you are despicable, how could you do this!"

Amidst the numerous denunciations, Xiao Wu shouted angrily.

Following the trend, Xiao Wu wanted to jump onto the ring and pull Tang San down.

But unexpectedly, before Xiao Wu could make any move, a protective light curtain suddenly rose up in the competition arena.

The protective light curtain is to prevent the aftermath of the ring battle from affecting the spectators.

Originally, Ling Feng had not answered the battle, but unexpectedly, the protective light curtain rose.

At this time, at the organ responsible for raising the protective light curtain in the competition arena, Yan said with a wicked smile: "Hey, from now on, you will have to fight if you don't want to fight!"

When he finished speaking, Yan looked at Ling Feng in the stands with gloating.

"Uh...that's not good!"

The guard beside Yan said with a bitter look on his face.

"It's okay. The sparring arena is not a life and death arena. Our Holy Son will at most be beaten violently!"

"By the way, lend me 10,000 gold soul coins, and I'll beat this Tang Sansheng!"

"Don't worry, I will repay you ten thousand yuan with interest when the time comes!"

Yan Mo rubbed his palms and said to the guard.

In this kind of win-win game, he has to make a small profit. After all, he still has a lot of debts...

…

Not long after, when Yan was taking the money to place a bet, Ling Feng in the stands did not rush to step down after agreeing to Tang San's challenge, but instead whispered to Hu Liena.

"Junior brother, I also want to beat you to win, but I have no money~!"

Hu Liena said helplessly when she heard Lingfeng asked her to bet and go all-in to win.

"You are stupid. So many people have sent so many gifts and money. Move it away!"

"Senior sister, I leave this matter to you. I am stepping down!"

Seeing the protective light curtain slowly opening a passage towards the stands, Ling Feng gently patted Hu Liena on the shoulder and said.

"Huh? Little guy, what were you talking about just now?"

Bibi Dong, who was relatively close to the two of them, looked at them with narrowed eyes and a smile on her face and said.

"Uh...it's okay, Master...there's a gambling game going on here, I'll let Senior Sister pressure me, and earn some extra money by the way, so I can buy gifts for Master and Senior Sister!"

Ling Feng knew that the distance was so close, so Bibi Dong clearly heard what happened just now, so if he asked again now, he was obviously asking knowingly, and Ling Feng didn't hide it at all.

"How can such a thing be done without Master!"

"Nana, master, I have 100,000 gold soul coins here. Push it all in for me, little guy, to win!"

Touching Ling Feng's head, Bibi Dong said with a smile.

Bibi Dong did not deliberately lower her voice, so as soon as Bibi Dong left her mouth, many Wuhun Palace managers in the surrounding stands, including the two imperial royal families and the leaders of the major forces, also began to discuss this matter.

However, what they were discussing was not overpowering Lingfeng for victory, but overpowering Tang San...

These powerful leaders could all see that Ling Feng's aura fluctuations had not yet reached the level of soul power level 30.

Although I know that His Royal Highness the Holy Son has been able to reach this level in a short period of time since he opened his martial soul, he is truly a genius.

But the fact is before our eyes, Tang San in the arena has the real strength of a three-ringed soul master.

The gap between soul rings is not as simple as one plus one.

With one more soul ring, the strength will double!

Under this situation, major powers began to send people to place bets.

For a time, what was originally a bet involving small and large crowds of spectators has completely evolved into a huge bet involving almost all the major forces in Douluo Continent!

…

Seeing the actions of all the forces, the smile on Bibi Dong's face became even stronger, and then she whispered to Ling Feng: "Little guy, be gentle, killing is not allowed in the competition arena, otherwise those people will be killed in the end.

Repudiated the bill!"

No one present, including Hu Liena, can be said to fully understand Ling Feng's strength.

Despite this competition, Hu Liena still believed that her junior brother would not lose.

But Hu Liena is not very clear about Ling Feng's current strength.

However, Bibi Dong, who thought she knew Ling Feng's strength, didn't know how she would feel after learning about Ling Feng's true strength at this time...

Of course, no one knows Ling Feng's true strength now.

After all, Ling Feng's soul ring was only a yellow soul ring due to the deliberate blocking of the system's functions.

…

Due to the gambling situation, the discussion was slightly delayed for a few minutes.

When Ling Feng stood in the competition ring, Tang San's face was full of impatience: "It's been a long time, the outcome is already destined, it has to be so troublesome!"

"How's it going? Your Highness the Holy Son, it's too late to admit defeat now. At least I can save some face for your Wuhun Palace, so you don't have to lie on the ground crying for a while!"

Tang San said while hugging his shoulders.

The three soul rings around him, two yellow and one purple, exude powerful soul power fluctuations.

Not only that, there are also vine-like plants growing around it.

Ling Feng knew that this was Tang San's martial spirit.

"You talk a lot, so I'll give you a treat soon!"

Facing Tang San's ridicule, Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Tang San snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hands, he grabbed the rattan-like martial spirit in his hands.

Waiting for the competition to begin!

"Next, Shrek Academy, Tang San, will fight His Highness Ling Feng, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"I announce that the countdown to the game has begun... 5~4~3~"

Just when the referee announced the process and started the countdown.

Tang San suddenly moved.

Just when the countdown was only counting 3, Tang San took the lead!

"Fuck! Shameless!"

"This guy is carrying out a sneak attack!"

For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar!

Although people denounced it one after another, the faces of many people who placed bets were filled with unstoppable smiles.

Because no matter what happens, as long as Tang San wins, they can get double the bet!

…

Ling Feng also didn't expect that Tang San would take action before the countdown was finished.

Can you still do this?

If I had known this, Ling Feng should have shot Tang San as soon as he came on stage...

As Tang San took action, the vines suddenly surged and flew all over the sky, twining towards Ling Feng in an instant.

Almost in an instant, Ling Feng's legs were restrained in place.

Moreover, the flying rattan quickly clung to Ling Feng's body, trying to wrap Ling Feng into a rice dumpling.

Ling Feng, who reacted instantly, would naturally not let Teng Tiao and Tang San with a sinister smile succeed.

I saw Ling Feng wave one hand, and the Desert Eagle instantly appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, two crisp sounds were heard.

Bang bang~!

At this moment, Ling Feng did not hesitate to unleash his soul-eating volley with all his strength.

Almost instantly, Tang San fell to the ground.