Gradually a huge light curtain emerged in the void.
It was Douluo Field that cast the magic projection.
Project the arena directly to all areas in the Douluo Arena.
After all, the Qiang Douluo District can accommodate too few people.
Now in Douluo Arena, every area is crowded with people.
You can’t let everyone not see it.
Therefore, using magic projection, the battle scenes can be broadcast live to everyone simultaneously.
Millions of people poured into the entire Douluo Arena. At this time, they all looked at the huge light screen in the sky. What was displayed on it was the battle arena in the Strong Douluo District. The huge arena with a diameter of more than a hundred kilometers
There was only one person sitting there.
It’s Long Xiaoshan!
"Brother Long!"
Tu Mengyun, who had been absentminded all the time, his eyes suddenly focused, and then he exclaimed.
His face was full of shock.
It’s really Brother Long Xiaoshan.
She had already made some guesses when she heard the name of Qiang Douluo just now, but she still couldn't be sure.
Because it's incredible.
What kind of person is Qiang Douluo?
That is the giant of the younger generation, the future leader of the Far West.
Even her father must remain respectful when he sees Qiang Douluo.
Of course she knows that Brother Long Xiaoshan is great.
But she didn't dare to think that Brother Long Xiaoshan could become a powerful Douluo, and in such a legendary way. It was like meeting someone on the road, meeting by chance, becoming a good friend, and then suddenly learning that this friend is the richest man in the world.
It's so incredible.
but.
Now on the light screen, Long Xiaoshan's figure was clearly revealed.
Tu Mengyun was finally convinced.
That legendary strong fighter was Long Xiaoshan, whom she had met not long ago.
It's really like a dream.
"Brother Long, I'm here, Brother Long, Brother Long." Tu Mengyun waved his hands and yelled at the top of his lungs. Maybe he was too excited and forgot that this was a projection light screen. How could Long Xiaoshan hear it.
"Tu Mengyun, you idiot, aren't you embarrassed by shouting at the light screen?" the girl next to him shouted.
Several other young men and women also looked at Tu Mengyun as if they were a fool.
"No, that's Brother Long, he's my friend." Tu Mengyun also came to his senses, but he couldn't hear him calling Long Xiaoshan like this.
"Your friend? Are you talking about Mr. Qiang Douluo?" The girl beside her pointed at the image of Longshan in the sky and sneered.
"Yes, he is."
"Haha." The other men and women laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Tu Mengyun puffed up his mouth, looking very angry.
"Hahaha." She responded with even louder laughter.
"Tu Mengyun, you, do you want to laugh me to death so you can inherit my inheritance?"
"No, I can't do it anymore, my stomach is going to burst from laughter."
"Ouch, my tears."
A group of men and women leaned forward and backward, bursting into tears. Even Chu Wei, who always respected his identity, had a look of amusement on his face.
It's so ridiculous.
Could it be that the so-called Big Brother Dragon that Tu Mengyun usually talks about is the legendary strongman Luo Long Xiaoshan.
Ridiculous.
Tu Mengyun is just a Xudan. Although he has a good background, he is not top-notch. What qualifications do he have to call a powerful Douluo master a brother and sister.
Even Tu Mengyun's father, the head of the Nixia Sect, may not have that qualification.
Because Qiang Douluo, as long as he does not fall, is destined to be a giant in the future, and he can become a man of the hour even in the entire Xiyan Region.
"By the way, I have the communication talisman that Brother Long gave me." Tu Mengyun suddenly felt something in her heart. She took out a talisman. It was indeed given to her by Long Xiaoshan. She has also used it, but Long Xiaoshan is isolated from everything in the Taoist Monument Room.
Communication.
But now Long Xiaoshan can obviously receive it.
Tu Mengyun picked up the communication token and said a few words.
Above the light curtain, Long Xiaoshan's expression suddenly changed. He who had been wandering around suddenly opened his eyes, took out a talisman and took a look at it, and moved his lips.
A message came through.
Tu Mengyun looked overjoyed, holding up the talisman and saying: "Brother Long asked me to take this talisman to find the people in the Douluo Field. They will take us into the strong Douluo area."
"Tu Mengyun, wake up."
"Tu Mengyun, there must be a limit to joking." Others didn't believe it.
"Really, Brother Long sent me a summons. He asked us to find someone from Douluo Field. He will say hello." Tu Mengyun shouted.
"That's enough." Chu Wei, who had been silent all this time, said calmly: "Stop playing, the battle will begin in a moment."
"I really didn't lie to you." Tu Mengyun said.
"Tu Mengyun, you're still in high spirits. It's not over yet. We still have to watch the game. If you don't want to watch, don't stand here and get in the way." A girl said.
Tu Mengyun stamped his feet, turned around and left, since they didn't believe it.
Then go by yourself.
Tu Mengyun squeezed out of the crowd, arrived around the Douluo Arena, took the talisman and handed it to a Douluo Arena staff member.
The man didn't believe it at first, but a message suddenly came from the talisman.
The Douluo Field staff's expression changed slightly, and they took the talisman to find the elder in charge. Soon someone arrived and looked at Tu Mengyun: "You are Miss Tu Mengyun."
"Yes."
"Please come with me, His Excellency Long Xiaoshan asked me to take you up."
"Okay, okay, thank you." Tu Mengyun was a little nervous.
Douluo Arena naturally has internal passages.
Tu Mengyun was led directly to the Qiang Douluo area by that person, but that person did not lead Tu Mengyun to the overcrowded stands, but to a separate and spacious room on the top floor.
Not only is the interior extremely comfortable, but there are also a variety of spiritual fruit drinks.
The person said: "Miss Tu, this is the VIP room. Here, you have the best angle to watch the game. If you need anything, just click this and someone will come soon."
"No, no, thank you." Tu Mengyun said quickly.
"Okay, please take your time." The man retreated.
Tu Mengyun then stood up. At this time, the entire Qiang Douluo District was filled with people. To exaggerate, even the ants had no place to stand.
Now she alone owns this VIP room that occupies hundreds of square meters, and there is a huge one-way lens in front of the VIP room, so she can clearly see the fighting platform, as if it is right under her feet.
If Chu Wei and the others knew, I wonder if they would regret it to death.
But soon, she forgot about them.
Lying in front of the lens, looking at the huge fighting platform and the motionless figure on it, it seemed as if it was right in front of me, but also as if it was far away in the horizon.
Brother Long.
Tu Mengyun was watching.
Suddenly, a roar rose from the stands.
I saw several figures stepping in one after another.
"It's Lord Qiang Douluo, my God, they're coming, they're coming."
"That's Master Yaoyin, right?"
"And Xiao Ye, the magic sword."
"And Mr. Liyang."
Those who appeared were all strong Douluo. These people were undoubtedly the absolute stars of the Far West. Everyone knew them. Their auras could be unruly and violent, or as deep as the netherworld, or as calm and gentle...
Everyone has different temperaments, but the only thing they have in common is their all-powerful aura, which no one can lose to.
