The Road To Play From Douluo

The disappearing flame suddenly appeared from behind Mo Ling, and the position happened to be in his blind spot. Huo Ling looked at Mo Ling who hadn't responded at all, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "It seems to be successful!"

"Such a little trick, if I can catch it, I'm too low-level!" Mo Ling didn't even look at it, and waved his hand to disperse the attacking flames.

Mo Ling's move made many viewers who supported him shout excitedly, "As expected of Mo Ling, let's defeat her like this!"

Mo Ling remained unmoved by the cries from the outside world, and did not disrupt his own rules because of the clamor from the outside audience.

Mo Ling also came to a conclusion from Huo Ling's attack just now. Huo Ling's attack power is relatively weak. Although he doesn't know if the opponent is hiding his clumsiness, let's try to attack first.

Having made up his mind, Mo Ling started to act. He stamped his foot on the arena, and the ground around him began to crack instantly, and he rushed to Huo Ling with the recoil of the shock.

Just now Huo Ling was attracted by the sound of Mo Ling's stepping on the ground, and didn't notice that he had come in front of her. When she fully recovered, Mo Ling's fist had already hit her in the stomach.

Of course, Mo Ling was also a gentleman, knowing that he was dealing with a girl, he didn't do much, he just needed to knock her out of the arena.

Huo Ling was pushed directly out of the arena by the huge force of the fist, and she had no time to react. In the end, she could only sit on the ground outside the arena and stare at Mo Ling in bewilderment.

"Am I defeated?" Even now, Huo Ling still couldn't believe what happened in front of her eyes. It was only two levels behind, but the gap was so big!

Although Mo Ling's blow was extremely powerful just now, Huo Ling didn't feel any severe pain. She could guess this, and Mo Ling must have stopped.

Thinking of this, she was no longer obsessed with her own defeat, and said gratefully to Mo Ling, "Thank you for your mercy!"

"It's okay, it's just a discussion!"

So far, the results of the first round of individual competitions have been drawn, and the winner is Mo Ling!

"Contestant Mo Ling is worthy of being the captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Team. His level of strength is extremely high. Let us all cheer for him!"

The host's incitement has always been very strong, and it immediately ignited the fiery hearts of the audience.

The shouts of Mo Ling's name echoed in the arena, and Qin Ming in the waiting room couldn't help feeling: "This Mo Ling is so popular,

But Mr. Hashirama has reminded me not to be too ostentatious! "

A few minutes later, the host announced loudly: "Now, the second individual match will be held soon. The two sides are contestant No. 6, Qin Ming from Shrek Academy, and contestant No. 15, and Hu Yanmeng from Elephant Team!"

In the auditorium, Flender and others frowned when they heard that Qin Ming's opponent was Hu Yanmeng. This time, Qin Ming encountered an opponent with extremely strong defense.

"The Diamond Mammoth, the inherited martial spirit of the Elephant Armor Sect, is a powerful martial spirit capable of both offense and defense. This time Qin Ming may be more troublesome." Flender pushed his eyes and said in a low voice.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji has great confidence in Qin Ming, "Flender, don't underestimate this kid Qin Ming, it's not difficult to pay this Hu Yanmeng with his strength!"

"Yeah, I know that too, but their martial soul defense is indeed very high, so we still can't be careless!"

Qin Ming and Hu Yanmeng stepped onto the arena together, and the height gap between the two sides became a beautiful landscape. Hu Yanmeng, who was over two meters tall, formed a stark contrast with Qin Ming, who was only 1.7 meters tall.

At first glance, Qin Ming was only 40 centimeters shorter than Hu Yanmeng, but Hu Yanmeng's body was full of muscular muscles, which made him look even bigger. When the two of them stood together, Qin Ming looked even more compact.

"It's so high!"

One of the criteria for recruiting disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect is that they must be men and be more than two meters tall.

In this way, it is doomed that the Elephant Armor School is a gathering place of straight steel men in a literal sense.

"Hey, your name is Qin Ming, right? I suggest you just admit defeat, your small body can't stand my beating!" Hu Yanmeng crossed his arms and looked down at Qin Ming proudly. For a dwarf like Qin Ming, he preconceived that Qin Ming was not strong.

After Qin Ming was ridiculed, he didn't get angry. Compared with Hu Yanmeng's height, he was indeed a lot shorter, but his strength has nothing to do with his height.

"Qin Ming, a level 37 assault-type battle soul master, Wu Hun Raging Flame Wolf!" Qin Ming forcefully introduced himself, which also meant that Qin Ming officially declared war on him.

"Hmph, Hu Yanmeng, a level 39 defense system soul master, martial soul diamond mammoth, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Compared to Qin Ming's friendliness and peace, Hu Yanmeng's side seemed very manic, which also made Qin Ming a little helpless. He hadn't done anything yet, and was hostile by Huyanmeng.

In the stands, Ning Fengzhi looked at Qin Ming appreciatively, shaking his red wine glass, "As expected, Qin Ming is still humble and polite, even when facing such a manic opponent."

Jian Douluo also heard Ning Fengzhi's evaluation of Qin Ming, and looked around, and said indifferently: "Fengzhi, do you like this guy? To be honest, Hu Yanmeng's strength is 2 levels higher than his, plus It's really difficult for a defense-type soul master."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "Uncle Jian, what you said is indeed reasonable, you don't have an advantage in leapfrogging challenges. But you forgot one thing, Qin Ming is a student of Zhujian, who knows if there will be some What a surprise!"

Thinking about it this way, it really is true, let alone the actual combat ability of that guy Hashirama, just his medical skills are enough to impress Sword Douluo.

"Then let us wait and see!" Sword Douluo finished speaking, and also set his sights on the arena.

"The game begins!" The referee waved his hand to signal the start of the game.

With a loud roar, Hu Yan rushed straight towards Qin Ming, trying to end the battle with one blow!

Qin Ming knew that Hu Yanmeng was very proud of his own defense, so a little trick came to his mind.

The corner of Qin Ming's mouth smiled, and rushed towards Hu Yan in a loud voice.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite talented!" Hu Yanmeng didn't think too much about it, since Qin Ming dared to rush towards him, then let him see what strength is.

Although Qin Ming is a soul master of the assault department, his speed is not slow, not at all slower than a soul master of the agility department.

Hu Yanmeng was too big, and his attack speed was too slow, he couldn't hit Qin Ming at all, so he punched lonely.

On the other hand, Qin Ming gracefully avoided Hu Yan's fierce attack and punched him at his side, something shocking happened.

Hu Yanmeng, who was hit by Qin Ming's blow, remained motionless, as if the attack just now didn't exist.

"Hahahaha, are you tickling me? Come and scratch a few more times!" Hu Yanmeng felt Qin Ming's pitiful strength, and he was even more arrogant, completely throwing away his vigilance.

Qin Ming followed Hu Yanmeng's wishes and punched him a few times, but he was still weak.

This time, Hu Yanmeng completely drifted away, and did not defend directly to let Qin Ming attack.

But Qin Ming's attack on Hu Yanmeng's body was still weak, and he said that the massage was a little bit weak.

"Okay, since you massaged me so hard, I'll be gentle with you!" Hu Yanmeng felt that it was time for this match to end, so he raised his fist and threw it at Qin Ming.

After Qin Ming dodged, a concealed smile appeared on his face, "Very good, Huyan took the bait!"