Douluo's super god level choice

The competition on the stage has already begun. The first one is between two great soul masters at level 24. One is an offensive soul master with a weapon soul. The martial soul is a big sword. The other is a weapon soul, but the martial soul is

A black shield.

One attack and one defense, the terrifying soul power criss-crosses, you come and I go, the shocking roars come and go, it is really exciting!

It was a pity that none of the hundreds of spectators in the audience paid attention to them, but the atmosphere in the audience was more than ten times stronger than before.

The purchase is gone, the colorful flags are flying, and this thing appears for the first time in Soto City's Great Soul Arena!

Such a novel thing immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience. However, attention was due to attention and curiosity was due to curiosity. Most of the second-generation ancestors were quite sensible.

This thing is too risky. Who knows if these people will default on their debts? I have never seen anyone do this before.

After being dazzled by the big pie at first, many people woke up.

Doubts arose one after another.

"Look at how poor you are, can you afford such a huge amount of gambling money?"

"I think you just want to draw a pie and make money. Don't be fooled by this guy."

"It's not that I look down on you. If you can spare 10,000 gold soul coins, I will pay for all your belongings."

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Hearing this, several young nobles who had just prepared to place their bets immediately took the money back in a hurry and stared at Tang Er warily.

Tang Er frowned. It seemed that he thought things were too simple. He didn't expect that there were so many people here.

Seeing Tang Er's hesitation, the crowd around him immediately became furious. The dozen or so young men who had just paid the money and passed the bet surrounded Tang Er angrily, fearing that he would run away.

"Put out 10,000 gold soul coins for gambling, and we will believe you."

The first young man to place a bet threatened in a cold voice, but there was still a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping that Tang Er would have a lot of gambling money. After all, it would be a pity if the big pie delivered to his door was empty.

"Humph! Isn't it just ten thousand gold soul coins? Who are you looking down on!" Tang Er stared at the questioning crowd around him and smiled disdainfully.

Then a group of confident ones dug around in their arms, and then seemed to find them.

The crowd around looked at it expectantly, wondering if it really happened. If so, they would immediately bankrupt themselves in betting.

The hand stretched out, and the gold soul coin card, it must be the gold soul coin card, came out completely.

Tang Er's arrogant voice sounded in his ears, "Isn't it just ten thousand gold soul coins!"

He stomped his big foot on the stage and glanced at everyone with a domineering look, "No labor and capital! Not even half a cent of labor and soul coins!"

He patted the face of the young noble who had just questioned him and smiled ferociously, "Haha, am I surprised or not?"

"Second Master, why don't you have money?"

Boom! As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was stunned for a moment, and then started to get excited.

"Did I hear you right? With his arrogant look just now, I thought he would have to take out a dozen Gold Soul Coin cards."

"You heard me right. This brat has no money. Damn, he dares to be so arrogant. I have seen what it means to be extremely shameless!"

"Damn it, this brat is just trying to amuse us, beat him, beat him to death!"

"Damn you, you dare to be so arrogant when you don't have money, let's see if labor and management don't beat the shit out of you."

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The crowd was immediately filled with indignation. A large number of people rolled up their sleeves and headed towards Tang Er.

Tang Er was not timid at all and sat on the gambling table arrogantly.

Right before his eyes, the crowd was about to drown Tang Er.

"Lord God!"

"Lord God!"

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Pious and solemn cheers came from the middle of the walk.

Led by the four soul kings, more than thirty young people carried large boxes and walked towards Tang Er excitedly.

This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

"Look at their clothes, they seem to be from the Qibao Sect!"

"What does it mean? It's obviously the third elder of the Seven Treasures Sect. I was lucky enough to meet him once."

"Ah! Why do the adults of the Seven Treasures Sect come to the Great Soul Arena?"

"What are those boxes for, and what kind of gods do they call them?"

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The people from the Qibao Sect walked straight towards Tang Er. Wherever they passed, the people who were still arrogant and domineering suddenly became weak. They all got out of the way, lowered their heads, and looked at the Qibao Sect curiously.

A small noble like me cannot afford to offend the behemoth who is entrusting the city.

"See the Lord God!"

Dozens of people from the Seven Treasures Sect, including the four Soul Kings, respectfully knelt down and worshiped Tang Er, who was sitting on the gambling table and picking his nose.

"Haha, I came just in time, things went well."

Tang Er smiled happily.

"I am willing to die for the sake of the Lord God!"

Everyone in the Qibao Sect was extremely happy and knelt down to worship even more devoutly.

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The box was opened, and there were boxes full of gold soul coins, at least one hundred thousand gold soul coins.

Now the nobles were dumbfounded and opened their mouths in disbelief.

"What did I see? The four elders of the Seven Treasures Sect actually knelt before this liar!"

"Impossible, it must be an illusion. Are these people the same disciples of the Seven Treasures Sect who have eyes above their heads and are arrogant about everything?"

"Idiot, how could that young man be a liar? He must be a higher-level member of the Seven Treasures Sect, and he is here to bring warmth to us at the bottom!"

"This will explain everything. How rich the Qibao Sect is. This little ancestor of the Qibao Sect must think that he has too much money. Let us bear it. What a big heart this is. Lord God, wait for me. I

Go home and bring all your wife's books to press.

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The expression was really wonderful. The noble who was so angry just now and vowed to kill and shave Tang Er was now licking his face and complimenting Tang Er as if he were seeing his biological father.

"What are you doing? Why did you run so fast towards me just now?"

Tang Er stared at everyone teasingly, this kind of invisible pretense was really cool.

"Ah, don't get me wrong, sir. Aren't we anxious to come here to support you, sir?"

"Haha, that's right, sir, you always miss us and give us such an opportunity. I'm so anxious to thank you, little one!"

"Stop talking nonsense, my lord, I will put down 1,000 gold soul coins to win the Qingbao. Your great kindness and kindness will be unforgettable to me!"

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Sincere thanks and grateful glances were cast towards Tang Er, and Tang Er was regarded as a good boy, because Tang San, that bean sprout, could win in front of Master Qingbao, basically.

zero.

Tang Er's face turned red when they saw him, and he felt a rare trace of guilt in his heart, "Oh! What a bunch of innocent children, what a pity!"

After this incident, many aristocratic young people completely let down their guard and placed bets gratefully, but more viewers remained rational and watched from the sidelines.

After all, the risk is too great for the first person to eat crabs.

Until Tang Er took out a loudspeaker and stood on the gambling table, just about to shout.

Sangouzi didn't know when he came here, and jumped to Tang Er's side.

Seeing this, Tang Er was overjoyed and whispered a few words to San Gouzi.

Then Sangouzi's charming and alluring whispers instantly spread throughout the entire audience.

"The first **** in Soto City is online!"

"Sexy dealer dealing cards online!"

When Tang Er heard the sound that haunted him every night in his previous life, his hands couldn't help but want to twitch up and down rhythmically!

As for the melon-eaters, although they didn’t know what the shouting meant, they sounded powerful. They always felt like their blood was surging, and the little beasts in their hearts seemed to be rushing out.

A small group of people joined the gambling table.