Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

The first day is the individual competition audition, limited to 1,000 people, a total of 500 rounds, divided into 250 rounds in the morning and afternoon, soul masters with a number of less than 1,000 will participate.

Each arena is a square competition table, which is not too big, and has a number. Soul masters with a number within 1,000 who draw the same table number are opponents.

The rest of the people have dispersed, and there are only 1,000 people left. There are also spectators watching the game. The audience is also limited. There are four viewing platforms, and each viewing platform allows 800 spectators, which is 3,000 Two hundred spectators.

Even so, more than a thousand people is quite grand.

"Hao Xiao, what's your number?"

"Seven thousand four hundred and two, I'm afraid we won't be able to compete until the eighth day, what about you, Ming Tian?"

"Uh... number one hundred and seventeen."

"Congratulations! There will be a game on the first day."

Hearing that Ming Tian will have a game on the first day, the teammates around him all gathered around, and there seemed to be sympathy in their eyes.

"What are you looking at! How many are you?"

"Number three thousand sixty-four."

"Number five thousand and three."

"Number 20,720."

"Fuck, there are more than 10,000 people? Long En, you can do it."

Everyone looked at Long En in unison, Long En just shrugged helplessly.

"Slap."

Jiang Ke came over and clapped his hands, looked at the students and said:

"Okay, those who participate in the individual competition, I wish you good results first, calm your mind, show your best strength, and prepare more if the competition is late. Is there any competition today?"

"I……"

Ming Tian raised his hand by himself.

"Come on, good. Let's go, do you want to stay and watch the game?"

"It's not necessary. I think we will cooperate when we go back. Tomorrow is the audition for the team competition, so we need to practice more."

"Yes."

So, no one cared about Mingtian at all, watching his next game, Mingtian was alone, looking at these guys with some depression.

"Look and see, what kind of brothers are there, I didn't come to cheer me up when I went to the game."

"Hmph! I hope my opponent will be more resistant to beating, I'm going."

Angrily went to participate in the competition, the remaining six people looked at Ming Tian, ​​Long En asked:

"Are we really not going to see it?"

"It's just a waste of time. How many people can beat him in this individual competition? Don't worry about him. If I meet him later, I will vote directly."

Hao Xiao said it jokingly, but it was true. After thinking about it, everyone had no desire to watch, and had already begun to mourn for Ming Tian's opponent in advance.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm hungry."

Everyone dispersed, and Ming Tian had already gone to his own competition platform, the fiftieth competition platform.

On the way, Xue Huangji, who hadn't seen him for a few days, came to find him.

"Hey! Mingtian, you are competing today."

The observant Xue Huangji soon saw the number plate on Mingtian's chest.

"Well, let's go and see who was so unlucky to run into me. My teammates didn't come to cheer me up, so it will be resolved soon."

"Then let me cheer you on! Come on! I'll watch your game."

"Thank you, First Prince."

She smiled at Xuehuangji, and Xuehuangji also smiled at Mingtian with a smile.

The competition table was easy to find, and when Ming Tian arrived, he found that his opponent had already arrived.

There are referees on each competition stage. Seeing Ming Tian approaching, the referee urged:

"Come on stage and start. I am your referee. Remember not to intentionally kill someone, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition."

"clear."

Both sides said.

Mingtian's opponent is an extremely burly and tall man. Judging from his appearance, he doubts whether his age is beyond the class.

"Hello, my name is Mingtian."

"Deng Zhi, twenty-five years old, fifty-eighth-level attack-type soul king, martial soul shrouded general!"

The tall Deng Zhi said, a khaki light burst out from his body, strips of white cloth appeared from his body, and behind him a tall corpse appeared,

One eye was wrapped in a cloth strip, and the other eye was exposed, which was very large.

It looked like a mummy.

Three yellows, one purple and one black is not the best soul ring ratio, but reaching a soul king at the age of twenty-five, even a peak soul king is already very powerful.

"The first soul skill, Shroud!!"

"Whoosh!"

The wide white shroud flew out from the shrouded general and entwined towards Ming Tian. Ming Tian quickly dodged, his right arm lit up, and the demon knife Yuxue was in his hand.

"Soul bone?"

Deng Zhi has a discerning eye, and a soul master with a soul bone is obviously difficult to deal with. The third soul ring lights up, and countless bone claws under Ming Tian's feet are grabbing at his ankle.

Underworld Corpse Claw!

"Yuki Yuya Ice Dance!!!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!"

The chopped snow blade shattered the claws of the corpse, Ming Tian jumped up, the torso lit up, flying skills, eight wings volley!

"Boy, you have too many soul bones! Could it be that you want to use your soul bones to defeat me?"

"The fourth soul skill, Rotten Bones Corpse Fist!!"

"boom!"

The yellow shadow of the fist waved towards Hades, this fist has corrosive properties.

"Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion!"

"whisper!"

A scorpion soul imprint lit up from Mingtian's feet, it was the three-tailed scorpion spirit that Mingtian hadn't used for a long time.

Four soul rings floated from Mingtian's body, two yellow and two purple were the best combination, no one doubted at all, but Deng Zhi was surprised all afternoon, he thought that Mingtian should be at the same level as his own soul power, no Thinking that it is the Soul Sect, the Soul Sect has two soul bones these days?

"Uh, let me think about what soul skills the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion is using?"

The four soul rings were rhythmically moving, Ming Tian scratched his head, there was no way that there were too many martial souls, he couldn't even remember them himself, and he hadn't used the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion for a long time.

"Boy! Are you kidding me?"

Deng Zhi was furious when he saw it on the side, how can there be a soul master who doesn't remember his soul skills? Looking at Mingtian's appearance, he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Second Soul Skill, Slow Corpse Qi!!"

"puff!"

A cloud of yellow air erupted from Deng Zhi's body and began to fill the arena. This dead air has the effect of slowing people's movements, and it is good for dealing with agility attack system soul masters.

"Second Soul Skill, Ice Scorpion Poison!!"

"Whew!!!"

Blue poisonous mist also spewed out from the mouth of the Dark Demon Three-Tailed Scorpion. The venom of the Ice Scorpion has a great cold toxicity.

"The third soul skill, Dark Scorpion Ball!!"

"Thuk Thuk!!!"

A few energy balls were spit out from the mouth of the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion, attacked Deng Zhi, and began to explode.

"The fourth soul skill, Scorpion Shadow Cut!!"

"Oh!!!"

The two pairs of huge scorpion pincers of the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion joined together, and a burst of purple light erupted, followed by a purple scissor phantom erupting from the scorpion pincers of the Dark Demon Three-tailed Scorpion, forming a pair of huge phantom energy scissors, cutting To General Shrouded.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Corpse Explosion!!"

The shrouded general clenched his giant fist, and there were a few more rotten corpses near Mingtian, and then a burst of yellow light erupted from the corpses. There was an explosion sound, and violent energy explosions appeared around Mingtian.

"Deep Sea Whale Guard!"

An azure defensive barrier enveloped Mingtian, and Mingtian's torso lit up again, isolating the explosion of corpses around him.

"Twice? Could it be that a hundred thousand year spirit bone?!"

Deng Zhi was surprised, really? A soul sect has a soul bone of 100,000 years, how is it possible?

"Corpse!"

Two shrouds stretched out from Deng Zhi's arms and wrapped around Ming Tian. Deng Zhi's fifth and third soul skills were used again. Using them together, Ming Tian surprised him more and more.

"Punishment of the evil god!!"

The energy aftermath of the explosion has not dissipated, so no one saw the situation inside Ming Tian. A long purple light shot towards the shrouded general at high speed. Deng Zhi wanted to resist, but found that the light had no real harm to him , he just couldn't move.

"Snowflying Ghost Sting!!"

The next moment, Ming Tian had arrived behind Deng Zhi, and countless black blade strikes erupted again from the Snow Blade in his hand, which Deng Zhi, who was still in the body, could not resist.

"Deng Zhi is out!"

The referee quickly made a judgment and blocked Ming Tian's attack. Deng Zhi's evil god's punishment effect ended. He looked at Ming Tian and couldn't believe that he had lost just now, to a player whose level was lower than his own. Soul sect.

"Accepted!"

"Hmph, what trick did you use just now? And your soul bone, a hundred thousand years old?"

"Sorry, no comment."

"At such a young age, I have quite a few spirit bones on my body. We will meet again. If you participate in the team competition, I am from the Underworld Sect."

"The Underworld Sect?"

He read the name of this sect in surprise, obviously Ming Tian had never heard of it.

At this time Deng Zhi had already left, and Ming Tian won this game very smoothly.

"Hehe, congratulations, Ming Tian, ​​I really look forward to meeting you again in the individual competition."

Ming Tian turned his head to look at the person who came, it turned out to be...