The entire competition fell into a strange silence, and this strangeness came from the strangeness in the ring.
From the perspective of the audience in the spirit fighting arena, after both sides activated their martial spirits, the Blue Tyrant team rushed towards the Demonic team.
Then the scene started to get weird. The leader of the Lanba team, who had a disgusting martial spirit, suddenly turned his head and looked at another masked female soul master in his team. The female soul master with rabbit ears, immediately became miserable.
Called to the ground.
Then he suddenly stopped in front of his teammate with the White Tiger Spirit. A bunch of liquid spurted out from those disgusting tentacles, and the White Tiger Spirit Master also screamed and fell to the ground.
The liquid should be poisonous. After substituting himself into the white tiger soul master, the audience shuddered.
——What kind of special tactic is this? Is it possible that the Blue Bulls have developed a tactic of sacrificing teammates?
This is a common doubt among most viewers, except for both sides of the game.
The few people with keen eyes and careful eyes looked thoughtfully at the black-haired young man standing behind the demon team, whose three soul rings flashed once at the beginning.
"Come and die!"
After knocking down the man in the red trench coat of the Monster Team, Yan was clearly furious and rushed forward with a roar. Tang San shook his head when he saw this scene.
‘It seems that after losing Hu Liena, the Demon Team is in disarray.
'Team fighting requires calmness!'
Then, Tang San switched martial arts. His current Shura Divine Hand was not immune to elemental damage. Soul masters with fire elemental martial arts like Yan were best faced with a trident.
"ah!!!"
After Yan screamed, he fell to the ground, and Tang San's trident was stuck in his belly.
As soon as he saw Yan who had exited the state of possession by the martial spirit and was vomiting blood, Tang San once again confirmed his thoughts.
Sure enough, even a strong team like Fenghua Team cannot be mass-produced by Wuhun Palace.
At least the three members of the Golden Generation are much weaker than in their previous lives.
Pulling the trident out of Yan's body, the long hair on the back of his head entangled the attack from behind, Tang San switched martial arts again and turned to look.
——Same as Dan Bing, he is a sword-type spirit owner, but he has white feathers on the hilt of his sword.
A flash of disgust flashed in Tang San's eyes, he hated things with wings the most now.
'In my previous life, I was just an angel I played with, but this life has made me so embarrassed. The angel spirit really deserves worse treatment.
'Yes, for the angel martial souls created in this life, the men will be slaves for generations, and the women will be prostitutes for generations!'
So Tang San struck much more ruthlessly this time. When the tentacles stretched out towards the opponent's face, the fine fangs on them opened up, and amidst the screams of this soul master called Transi, he bit the opponent beyond recognition.
The next moment, a crescent moon struck directly at Tang San. After a burst of smoke, Tang San's figure appeared in everyone's eyes again.
'Sure enough, this is the role that Tang Sect's unique skills should play.'
Enjoying the cheers of the audience in his ears, Tang San had a flash of luck in his heart. Fortunately, the ghost shadow was still as powerful as in his previous life, and he narrowly escaped Xie Yue's attack.
Looking up at Xie Yue with a sad and angry face, Tang San's eyes flashed with purple light again, and Xie Yue instantly fell to the ground.
There are two people left in the Demon Team, and one of them is just a food-type soul master with no fighting ability according to the intelligence.
Tang San ignored him, his martial spirit switched to the trident again, holding the trident with one hand, assuming the posture of the sea god he was most used to in his previous life, and walked step by step to the last control spirit master of the opponent.
"Admit defeat, you have no power to fight anymore!" Tang San finally said the second sentence of this competition. This was the inspiration he got from the Fenghua Team.
Not saying a word during the whole process, the final battle has been decided, and then speaking the words of determination with the attitude of the winner, this is the margin of the strong.
This also shows the demeanor of a strong man!
However, the other boy, a young man with black short ear-length hair, gold-rimmed glasses and a silver pocket watch pretending to be hanging on his pocket, white silk gloves on his hands, and a solid gold scepter in the shape of a key, just looked at him with a smile.
She didn't seem to hear what he said.
Tang San suddenly felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. Is this soul master who should be called Li An deaf?
He slashed the trident down without hesitation, and the opponent was split in half instantly.
Bathed in the other person's blood, Tang San's irritability and anger did not lessen at all, because the other person's face, divided into two halves, still wore a shy smile.
He obeyed this anger again and chopped the opponent's corpse into two halves one by one, and then chopped it into pieces again!
‘How dare you disrespect the son of Haotian Douluo!
‘How dare you ignore the son of the Blue Silver Emperor! The most talented person in history!
‘Ignore me, the great Poseidon and Shura God, who are two gods in one body?!’
…
After the rising anger broke Li An into pieces, Tang San raised his head and looked at the referee in the air.
"Referee, it's time to announce the winner!"
The referee gave him a strange look, a look of pity.
Tang San saw the pity in the referee's eyes, and his anger increased to a higher level, but unfortunately it was the referee opposite him.
'It's a dark, windy, murderous night, so you wait for me tonight!'
After making the decision, he took back his martial spirit and opened his hands. Now it is more important to welcome victory and honor!
‘Sure enough, I haven’t changed much, I’m still the terrifying Thousand-Armed Shura!
‘With my talent and fighting ability, I can still easily leapfrog the fight!
‘The opponents I encountered were all too strong, but I can still crush 99% of my peers in the mainland!
‘As long as you eat the grass jelly, the one percent of people will no longer be a problem!
‘This victory will be the first step on my path to becoming a God-King!
‘Hu Liena Qian Renxue, the beauties of heaven, will also fall in love with me again because of my strength!
‘And I will have a few more chess pieces in the Spirit Hall!
'Even Bianca of Camelot could fall in love with her to the point of death.
‘After all, this is how women should always worship and submit to the strong!
‘And I will cruelly reject them after they have given everything they have!
'Continue to leave a love legend that makes thousands of girls cry!'
Closing his eyes, Tang San could already imagine what kind of cheers would follow, and how many girls would be obsessed with it.
"I declare that the Demon Team wins!"
'Yes, this is it, I should enjoy such an honor!' Tang San raised his hands to the sky and started running around the ring.
‘?’
Something seems wrong?
What about the cheers from teammates? What about the cheers from the audience?
Who did the referee just say won?
"No, referee, are you blind?
"Can't you see that I have defeated everyone in the Demon Team?!"
Tang San raised his head in disbelief, looking at the referee in the air, murderous intent instantly appeared in his eyes!
"Oh, really?
"I suggest you look around again to see who is blind." But the referee just responded coldly.
Tang San had no choice but to hold back his anger and return his gaze to the ring.
His eyes were blank at first, then disbelief, and then - fear.
He was so confident just now, but now he is so frightened.
There was no scene of the Demon Team's defeat. The seven opponents were still standing on the opposite side intact!
'So, who did I just defeat?'
He turned his head sharply, and all the Lanba players behind him had fallen down, except for Ning Rongrong who wanted to eat him.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. The venom on Dai Mubai's face was eroding his skin. Even if the blood on Yu Tianheng's face continued to flow, countless small wounds could still be seen. Ma Hongjun was holding his stomach.
The bloody hole howled miserably.
"No, you are all lying to me! I even cut one of my bodies into pieces!"
He finally found an existence that was different from the current situation. There was no young man whose body was broken into pieces on the ground.
He started to roar and released the Purple Demon Eyes again, trying to break through this illusion!
"Hahaha, this person is a fool."
Clear laughter came from behind, and he turned around to look again. Everyone in the Demon Team was looking at him jokingly, but the boy with short black hair and ears who should have been cut into pieces was still looking at him.
