Douluo's super god level choice

The Great Soul Arena of Soto City is still a familiar venue, the familiar Fourteenth Soul Arena!

But the audience was completely different from the last time. It was packed with people, so dense that they could be killed by just hitting a brick, dozens of them!

At the entrance to the arena, Tang Er was rubbing Tang San's shoulders like a professional boxing coach, explaining the tactics again and again.

"According to the script, you must be beaten badly in the early stage, and then create an accident for the opponent, creating the illusion that you are the lucky one to win!"

Tang San looked confident, "Don't worry, brother, when has my younger brother ever let you down?"

Then he turned his head and walked towards the ring with confident steps!

Tang Er could only secretly **, this might stop making any more trouble!

The familiar middle-aged man in a black tuxedo appeared again. Looking at the crowded auditorium, he was very proud. Even Soul King Bidou didn't have as many people as he had less than half of the people here. What a face-saving thing!

Clearing his throat, "Now we will have our fourteenth spirit fighting arena, a much-anticipated competition. The two sides are the genius boy Tang San. He is already a great spirit master at a young age, and it is even more rare to use the useless spirit blue silver.

Damn it, to reach the level of a great soul master is such an amazing perseverance!"

The audience below was cheering as always!

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"Trash, die!"

"Trash, give in quickly!"

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...

The sound of contempt in the crowd was overwhelming!

"Hmph! I'll see if you can still laugh after a while!"

Tang San raised his middle finger disdainfully at the crazy crowd!

The middle-aged man in a tuxedo continued to introduce, "And the other one is incredible. He has fought four times without losing a single invincible offensive spirit master, Iron Dragon!!!"

"Twenty-sixth level great soul master, the martial soul is a forging hammer with super powerful attack power!!"

The contempt in the audience suddenly turned into enthusiastic cheers.

"Come on Master Iron Dragon!!"

"Master Iron Dragon hammer that loser to death!!"

"It's Master Iron Dragon. That loser will definitely lose. It's for sure."

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The competition officially begins. Tie Long is a taciturn man. He is not too tall, but extremely stocky. He is the same type as the Fudo Ming King Zhao Wuji.

Under his strong body, there is hidden explosive power, especially his two arms. Due to long-term swinging of the casting hammer, he has become the legendary unicorn arms, which are extremely thick and disproportionate to his body.

Tie Long looked at Tang San in front of him without looking down upon him. The soul power in his right palm was gushing out, and the dark casting hammer was tightly held in his hand!

When Tang San saw this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. If other martial spirits were to create an accident on their own and win by luck, it would still be a little difficult.

The forging hammer, the martial spirit he is most familiar with, allows him to hammer himself to pieces in minutes.

He looked at the iron dragon who was charging towards him with a giant hammer in his hands.

Tang San smiled confidently, the light blue soul power in his right hand fluctuated, and the most primitive Blue Silver Grass martial spirit spread in the palm of his hand.

There are two circles of yellow soul rings under your feet. This is the auxiliary function of the soul ring upgrade card. It can be converted into a low-level soul ring to cover yourself.

The first soul ring flickered, and the blue silver grass in the palm grew rapidly and spread, like a blue ribbon, wrapping around the iron dragon's casting hammer!

"Haha, I can't move anymore. You'd better admit defeat quickly!"

Tang San was talking proudly.

The audience below saw this guy's arrogant look, and their teeth itched with hatred.

"Master Iron Dragon, kill this waste!"

"Beat him to death. Stop talking nonsense with him. Kill him with one move."

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Tie Long looked neither sad nor happy, and glanced coldly at Tang San.

The yellow soul ring under his feet shines.

The casting hammer in his hand suddenly shook slightly but extremely rapidly.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

It caused the surrounding air to shake, and then a huge force exploded from the casting hammer. The Bluesilver Grass vines shook violently, and then quickly scattered and shattered.

When Tang San saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then realized that his expression was wrong, widened his eyes and opened his mouth, "Impossible! My Blue Silver Grass is invincible!"

Ran made a gesture to quickly put away his martial spirit, but it was already too late, and his martial spirit collapsed.

Tang San fell to the ground with an exaggerated response, then quickly took out the ketchup he had prepared in advance and stuffed it into his mouth. When he raised his head again, the corners of his mouth were already full of blood.

"You! You are so cruel!!"

Tang San looked sad and angry, pointing at Tie Long!

"Great, Master Qingbao is going to win!"

"Waste is indeed waste!"

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The audience stood up excitedly and cheered.

Seeing this, Qingbao brandished a big hammer and pursued the victory.

When Tang San saw this, he quickly stood up, started running the ghost shadow, and ran away frantically, looking for opportunities to create an accident.

Qingbao chased after him. Although the arena was small, Tang San was like a loach. With Qingbao's clumsy steps and body, there was no way he could catch up with him.

"Shameless! If you have the guts, don't run away, you loser, and fight Master Qingbao head-on!"

"Coward, as a man, do you have any blood left in you?"

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Seeing that the good-for-nothing was about to lose and he was about to win the bet, who would have thought that this good-for-nothing would avoid fighting, which is really disgusting!

When Qingbao saw this, he didn't panic at all and said disdainfully, "Coward, you can run away as much as you want!"

The second soul ring under his feet shone yellow, and the hammer in his hand unexpectedly came out and hit Tang San, who was running happily.

The speed was extremely fast, it rubbed the air, and emitted a harsh sonic boom. The huge force caused the space to distort slightly.

Tie Long's special soul skill is all-or-nothing.

But that's not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that it also has a built-in tracking effect.

Tang San was circling crazily, and the forging hammer with overwhelming power was always inseparable.

"Haha, you run away! Run away as much as you want! But unfortunately you will never escape. I will pursue you with all my might, hahahaha..."

Tie Long laughed confidently.

When Tang San saw this, he smiled even louder than him. While Tie Long was still shouting, he ducked in front of him and rolled on the ground, dodging perfectly.

"bump!"

The casting hammer, which was unable to turn, hit Tie Long on the head hard!

"boom!"

The angry expression on Tie Long's face completely froze, and he fell straight on the ring, his head bleeding and bleeding, and he was unconscious!

The audience in the audience was completely dumbfounded. Master Iron Dragon made a mistake and knocked himself unconscious!

The air freezes!

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief!!

"Tie Long has lost consciousness, I declare that Tang San wins!"

The middle-aged man in a tuxedo looked sad, shed tears, and announced that he had no choice but to spend all his wealth on Qing Bao Shengli! All these were lost!

Tang San kicked Qing Bao with disdain like a dead dog!

"Rubbish!"

Then he looked arrogantly at the audience around him who were dripping with cold sweat!

Lean back 135 degrees and look down on everyone!

"That's right! Don't get me wrong! The third master is not targeting anyone! The third master is saying that everyone here is rubbish!!!"

These people finally reacted!

"boom!"

The densely packed auditorium was completely blown away!