Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 46 Great Soul Fighting Arena

Of course, all students used pseudonyms and wore masks.

Time passes like this, half a year later!

"Wild Boar King! Wild Boar King! Wild Boar King!..."

Fierce shouts rang out in the main arena of the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, and everyone's expressions were extremely enthusiastic.

Because there will be a ten-game winning streak versus a ten-game winning streak below.

One of them is a middle-aged man with ferocious muscles and a shiny body.

The shiny head seems to be able to reflect light, and the ferocious face with a big mouth looks like a demon.

"Dear viewers, what is about to begin is the grand finale of this Grand Fighting Soul Arena home match, ten consecutive wins versus ten consecutive wins!"

A host was flying in the air, shouting with all his strength.

"I believe everyone can see that although they are all ten consecutive victories, there is only one shout, and that is the Wild Boar King who ends the battle in the shortest time every time!"

The host shouted and pointed his hand to the other side, and the light beam followed closely.

I saw a fat, majestic man standing there wearing a wild boar mask.

His clothes were torn and dirty, and he had a ragged beard. Only one pair of eyes looked very sharp.

A faint sense of oppression came from him.

"The Wild Boar King, a martial soul explosive wild boar, a level 29 battle soul master, and what he faced was also a level 29 battle soul master, the martial soul horned frog..."

After just talking nonsense, both sides began to summon martial spirits.

Wang Hao stared at the opponent with sharp eyes, his body flashed with a faint red light, and he completed the summoning of the martial spirit in an instant.

The strong man on the other side also completed the summons, and a yellow horned frog also appeared behind him.

I saw the horned frog standing up, its muscles all swollen like a monster, especially its two thighs.

"……start!"

As soon as the sound sounded, the two soul rings on Wang Hao's body lit up almost at the same time, and the whole person entered a charging state.

"boom!"

The sound of the air exploding rang in his ears. Wang Hao had already rushed in front of the strong man. The red energy shield in front of his body was less than one meter away from the strong man.

The strong man seemed to understand Wang Hao's fighting methods. The moment the initial sound sounded, he had already crouched down.

The muscles in his legs were swollen and filled with blood, and they suddenly exploded, rushing to the side.

"Boom!"

Wang Hao stepped hard on the spot where the strong man was standing. The greatest force made the whole ground shake, and a circle of flames exploded from under his feet.

With almost only an instant of deceleration, Wang Hao had already turned around and charged out again.

Wang Hao's first soul skill, Flame Charge, increases the flame effect and physical fitness by 10%. The speed increases by 200% in one second, and gradually decreases to zero in the following five seconds.

So that second has three times the speed. Even a speed-type great soul master can at most be equal to Wang Hao in this second.

On the weekend, I was standing in the private room upstairs, with Liu Dong, Lin Ze, and other students beside me.

They all watched the battle quietly below.

The moment the battle began, red and yellow lights flashed in the eyes of these students, and their linear movements were like beams of light flashing.

"I didn't expect that someone could avoid Brother Hao's charge. This person is very strong!"

"After all, he is a veteran who has been in the spirit fighting arena for more than ten years and has rich combat experience!"

The sound of discussion came from behind, and Lin Ze's eyes kept moving, following the movement of the light beam below.

"Wang Hao is in a bit of trouble." Lin Ze said.

Liu Dong nodded after hearing this and said: "I didn't expect that the opponent's explosive power was so strong. He could dodge the charge instantly. However, the pressure on the legs should be great. Wang Hao has been using the first soul skill, which consumes soul power.

It’s huge too!”

"Now it depends on the two of them, who can persist to the end!" Lin Ze said with a frown.

"No, it depends on whose mentality is more stable!" He said calmly at this time on the weekend.

Lin Ze and Liu Dong looked over with doubtful eyes.

Weekend glanced at the two of them and explained: "With Wang Hao's strength and charge, even if the previous pure strength soul masters were prepared, they would be knocked out of the field directly."

"It was impossible to stop the bull-horned frog soul master, so he could only choose to delay first. He wanted to make Wang Hao fall into anxiety because the attack did not work. When he fell into anxiety, he lost his balance and lost his balanced mentality.

Mistakes will happen, and mistakes are opportunities!”

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Weekend looked at the battle below and said: "After all, only in this way can he have a chance to win!"

"However, the party being chased is often under greater mental pressure. The strong man may have overestimated his own mentality!" Weekend said with a smile.

Several people looked down, quietly observing the battle below.

Suddenly, the yellow light jumped up.

"Oops!" The strong man's expression suddenly changed!

I was being chased so closely just now that I was extremely nervous and jumped up subconsciously!

"It's over!" The strong man's face was extremely ugly, and he quickly gathered his limbs together to form a ball, and a large amount of soul power emerged from his back and limbs.

Wang Hao showed no mercy, found his right position and rushed towards the strong man rushing down.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The yellow figure flew straight away, rushed out of the playing field, and hit the wall hard.

The strong man fell to the ground and propped himself up on all fours. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was not seriously injured.

"Congratulations to the Wild Boar King for his 11th victory..."

Warm shouts erupted at the scene, and a large number of people fell into carnival.

It's not that they like the Wild Boar King very much, but they make a lot of money by betting on it. Of course, there are also some gamblers who like to pick on the wrong side and lose everything.

Weekend watched Wang Hao walk into the passage. After a while, a faint sense of oppression came from behind.

A student wearing glasses behind him suddenly hugged his shoulders with his hands and shook his whole body.

"Brother Hao makes people feel more and more panicked, and there is that uncomfortable sense of oppression!" The man with glasses said with his hands shaking slightly and his whole body feeling uncomfortable.

"Bullshit...nonsense, if you can confront a tiger over two meters high and four meters long without using soul power or martial arts, you can also give people this feeling." A classmate next to him shook his trembling hand.

said.

"You don't need soul power, you don't need martial arts. I'm afraid I'm just giving that tiger extra food!" A tall and thin man next to him said after thinking for a while, his whole body trembled.

I reached out and rubbed my chin over the weekend, and the pressure was almost enough to complete the third stage.

"boom!"

"Boss, I'm back!" Wang Hao opened the door fiercely and said boldly.

"You should be finishing training soon, right?" Weekend looked back at the sloppy Wang Hao and asked.

"It's almost time. We had a confrontation with that big tiger for more than an hour today. If we fight it two or three more times, we should be able to drive it away with our momentum." Wang Hao rubbed his sparse beard and said after thinking for a while.

(End of chapter)