In Douluo, the female pope used me as a substitute for her first love

Seeing Wang Zhao in such a posture, many men in the stands subconsciously wanted to curse him as "cheeky".

However, because Wang Zhao had been tortured by cold energy for many years, and because he had just killed a group of small nobles last night, the cold and cold look in his eyes still made them swallow the curse words that came to their lips. .

Compared with the men who hesitated to speak, the female spectators in the stands did not care so much. Most of them blushed with excitement, and some even couldn't help but clench their legs.

"ah!"

"Come here, handsome man, look at me, your little sweetie is here!"

"It's so cold! It's so handsome! I like this one the best, and none of you are allowed to compete with me!"

"Come here, I want all his information within three minutes!"

"..."

"Wait a minute, don't focus on his face. How old does he look? How could he have the strength of the Soul Sect?"

"Shut up, don't worry about handsome guys. Appearance is the truth! Mr. Wang Zhao, right? Come on!"

"The Lun family loves you!!!"

"..."

In this way, even if a few slightly loud voices sounded from the stands from time to time, they would soon be drowned out by the shouts of a woman who had lost her mind.

But no one knew that a certain blond girl in the rest area who had a clear view of all this had exploded silently.

At this moment, facing the enthusiasm of the audience, Wang Zhao walked up to the Soul Fighting Stage step by step with a dull expression.

"Boy."

On the opposite side, Leng Feng's face looked a little ugly. After all, Wang Zhao was the first man in so many years to steal his limelight for the first time on the court.

"I hope your strength can be as attractive as your face."

Wang Zhao smiled slightly.

"Thank you for the compliment, but you probably can't see it."

"What?"

Leng Feng was subconsciously confused.

Wang Zhao said nothing, but raised his hand slightly.

In this regard, even if Wang Zhao did not release his martial spirit, Leng Feng, who was experienced in combat, instantly felt an inexplicable danger and immediately possessed the martial spirit.

The next moment, Leng Feng's already strong body became even bigger. Black hair like steel needles suddenly sprouted all over his body. His head also mutated into a pig-headed model. A pair of eyes emitted a strange green light. Four soul rings, white, yellow, yellow and purple, appeared at the same time.

In this way, Leng Feng felt a sense of security in his heart. At this time, when he saw Wang Zhao on the opposite side still motionless, he couldn't help feeling that he was being underestimated. He frowned and said:

"Boy, activate your martial spirit."

"Martial spirit?"

Wang Zhao smiled.

"It's already open. Look behind you."

"..."

Leng Feng thought this was Wang Zhao's conspiracy, so naturally he would not look back, but just replied:

"Since you are so arrogant, get out of here!"

Then, he clenched his thick pig's trotters tightly, and the black iron hair attached to them was about to move, as if he had silently activated his soul skills, and he was about to rush towards Wang Zhao.

However, at this moment——

Bang!

In the stands, countless spectators stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

At the edge of the Soul Fighting Stage, no matter how calm the host was, he lost his mind for a moment.

I saw a huge dragon claw with platinum scales seemingly protruding from the void. With just one tap, Leng Feng was knocked unconscious and then disappeared as if nothing had happened.

Wang Zhao: One move was enough, what’s there to say?

"What...what is this?!"

After a while, some of the spectators in the stands spoke out in horror.

"A space-based soul skill? When? He clearly didn't activate the martial soul!"

"I have heard that some masters can activate their own martial arts without revealing their soul rings without using their soul skills. This means that what they just did was not a soul skill at all!"

"Is it a self-created soul skill?!"

"That's not right... that one just now should be the dragon claw, the promised elemental holy dragon..."

"Shouldn't the attack method be something like metal, wood, water, fire, earth?"

"Holy crap! Come to think of it, he killed Leng Feng in one move. Is he really only in the Soul Sect realm?"

"Whatever, just be handsome. Mr. Wang Zhaofu loves me!"

"..."

Like this, there were endless exclamations.

Wang Zhao raised his head slightly at this time, facing the eyes of everyone who were either amazed, doubtful about life, or admired, and said calmly:

"Before the host announces the results of the competition, I want to tell you something."

"actually……"

"I'm a wandering healer."

"ah?!"

In an instant, countless viewers became stunned.

Wang Zhao just kept to himself and continued:

"I used to travel around the edges of the continent practicing medicine, and I also had some misunderstandings about martial arts. I was nicknamed 'Tai Shi' by others. I will stay in Xilu City for a month, participating in the spirit fight and receiving medical treatment at the same time. For some patients, in order to truly help those in need, I will only treat difficult and complicated cases, and those in need can come to me.”

After speaking, he looked at the host.

Only then did the host wake up from a dream and hurriedly announced:

"Wang Zhao of the War Soul Sect wins, with a record of one win and zero losses. Player Wang Zhao, please go and register your points after you step down."

Wang Zhao nodded, ignoring the excited audience in the stands, and silently left the Soul Fighting Arena.

Return to the lounge area.

As soon as Wang Zhao stepped in, he heard a familiar strange sound of yin and yang.

"Wang~zhao~husband~jun~"

"..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and then he couldn't help but said with a dark face:

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?"

"Hmph!"

Seeing him coming over, Qian Renxue immediately puffed up her little face, full of unkindness.

"So many people call you husband, even men and women, are you happy?"

As she said this, she was a little annoyed again.

"How can they do this, just call others... good friends, husbands."

"tui~"

"How shameless!"

"Didn't you just call..."

Wang Zhao spoke suddenly.

But before he finished speaking, he was blocked by Qian Renxue.

"I... Don't think too much!"

"Did I call you?"

"I just want to remind you not to indulge in vanity."

"Okay, okay~"

Wang Zhao just smiled and responded.

But Qian Renxue, who already knew him, knew that he might be laughing in his heart, and immediately wanted to turn around with some shame, but suddenly turned back.

She took Wang Zhao's hand and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Zhao asked.

"You still need to register your points, so let's go together and sign up."

"What?"

"Double battle."

Wang Zhao paused.

"But our levels..."

"Why don't you follow me to participate in the Soul King battle? Anyway, with the strength you just showed, it's not impossible for the organizer to make concessions to increase the highlights of the game."

Qian Renxue said as a matter of course.

Wang Zhao did not refute.

Not long after.

The two went to the front desk side by side to register Wang Zhao's previous score, and then mentioned the matter of forming a team to participate in the two-on-two soul battle.