Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 672 He’s coming, he’s coming
Fortunately, this time they shouted quickly enough.

After receiving the "surrender" guarantee from Chunshui Sword Sect, Jing Hongchen did not hesitate. He took out a protective soul guide and threw it at Jian Xingxing. "Zi La——", the dark-colored, sharp bird claw about half a finger long struck the shield heavily.

"boom--"

Jian Xingxing's body suddenly fell uncontrollably to the edge of the ring, his face looked miserable, and his eyes, which used to be bright and full of sharpness, became dim. However, the Chunshui sword was still tightly grasped in the palm of his hand.

Just like his unhappy mood at the moment.

"The game is over. In the Tiangan Division preliminary elimination round, Chunshui Sword Sect will face Holy Spirit Sect—"

"Holy Spirit Church wins!"

As soon as he finished the announcement, Jing Hongchen turned around and looked at Shen Mingjing, who was standing there for some reason and looked cold and indifferent, but his eyes seemed to be staring at the people of Chunshui Jianmen through the wide brim of his hat.

"You can take back your martial spirit now, contestant Shen Mingjing."

Shen Mingjing had a blank expression on his face. In fact, his face couldn't be seen at all because of the face-covering hat that came with his black robe.

Under the black hoodie that keeps people at a distance.

The boy's eyes were gray, not the kind of gray-black in color, but the kind of desolate and lonely feeling as if he had lost all hope but still had to live mechanically in the world.

Reach out, mobilize soul power, recall, and turn around.

One step at a time.

It was like a corpse moving only by instinct.

Huo Yunche was shocked by his own thought. Wei Qingxin's last appearance suddenly emerged in his mind. It was as if something was blocking his throat, and he felt a sense of blockage that was neither up nor down, and neither dry nor astringent.

"If it weren't for that huge change, they would have definitely been a happy couple, right?" Jiang Nannan pursed her lips, her eyes filled with sympathy and sadness.

"Nannan." Xu Sanshi called out softly, "I won't allow this to happen, and we will never become like that."

Jiang Nannan heard this and rarely turned around or said anything.

He simply raised his hand and smoothed the few strands of hair that had suddenly fallen around his ears.

He Caitou subconsciously turned his head to glance at Xiao Xiao, who was talking and laughing with his junior sister and Wang Dong. But he happened to see his junior brother staring at Wang Dong's beautiful profile in a daze.

Oh ~
He Caitou understood what he meant and turned his face away, then whispered a few words to Beibei.

Beibei smiled leisurely.

The two elder brothers just stayed in this "quiet" time accompanied by the chirping and sweet talk, and closed their eyes calmly.

The morning competition lasted until noon.

The two major divisions of Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches each qualified with five teams and eliminated five teams. What's interesting is that, apart from the Shrek Academy which won without a fight, the rest of the matches were rarely evenly matched, and most were one-sided crushes.

It’s not that the gap in strength between the two sides is too big.

For example, Jian Xingxing of Chunshui Sword Sect is an absolute six-ring Soul Emperor, but he was suppressed so badly that he could not bring out his own advantages at all.

This situation is actually very common in this competition.

It happens so frequently that it seems as if something has been tampered with.

However, the audience who only wanted to watch the fun didn't care about these things, and the big guys who found something wrong were silent for some reason.

All in all, the first day of the competition ended in the afternoon in such a strange state.

The competition in the afternoon was even more exciting than that in the morning!

In the first four rounds of competition alone, eight people were seriously injured and three people died. This brought the atmosphere of the last round of competition to a tense situation.

The last batch of Tiangan competition area.

Tang Sect, ushering in its first battle! "Tiangan Division Qualifying Knockout Round, Tang..." Jing Hongchen's voice was slightly interrupted when he saw the word "Tang Sect", but it was only a moment, and then he continued, ". Sect vs. Dilongmen!"

"Please ask the players from both teams to go to the waiting area of ​​the Tiangan competition area and wait."

at last!

The eight kids stood up and raised their hands at the same time to stretch their muscles.

"It's finally our turn."

Wang Dong yawned lazily, then raised his hands and stretched. When he put his hands down, his aura suddenly changed and his whole spirit became high.

Xiao Xiao held up her face, smiled and pouted in agreement, "Isn't it? The flowers have all withered in waiting!"

I always feel that the next move should be to throw a bomb.

Huo Yuhao immediately put on a serious face and glanced at everyone with a serious look. Then, when everyone's heart skipped a beat, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Turn on!"

Wang fried!

Huo Yunche covered his face.

Don't ask, she taught me.

"Ahem." Beibei clenched her fist to stop her laughter. Jiang Nannan and He Caitou couldn't help but glance away with laughter. Only Xu Sanshi, who liked to watch the fun, directly...

"Hahahahahaha!"

Laughing loudly!

Forget about the nervousness. These guys are veterans of the competition and there is no sign of nervousness on their faces. Instead, they are unusually relaxed.

Changing faces as you go.

Huo Yunche was only embarrassed for a brief moment, not even a fraction of a second, before he became alert again.

“Go, go, go!” Little Sun Huo Yunche smiled and pumped his fists, humming a weird brainwashing tune he had learned from somewhere, “He’s coming, he’s coming towards us.”

Huo Yuhao kept repeating these words in his mind until he stood on the stage.

"he came"

He shook his head quickly.

Jing Hongchen looked at him doubtfully: "Does this Tang Sect contestant have any doubts?"

Huo Yuhao:
"No, Your Honor." He was serious for a second, but it was hard to say whether what he was thinking in his mind was serious.

"Tsk——" A snorting sound suddenly came from the side, and it was actually the contestant from Dilongmen.

I think his name is Xu Shenshu?

Huo Yuhao glanced at Xu Shenshu indifferently, and the man rolled his eyes in disdain the moment Huo Yuhao looked over.

He muttered in a loud voice, "Playing tricks."

“Yes.” Huo Yuhao nodded calmly, pointed at himself and said, “I am God.”

Then he looked at Xu Shenshu seriously: "You, ghost."

"Still a grumpy ghost."

“You!” Xu Shenshu was furious, but his expression gradually calmed down after the rage. Then, he stared at Huo Yuhao, smiled meaningfully, and said word by word, “Then let’s see how a hot-tempered ghost like me can defeat a fake god like you.”

"Tang Sect?! Ha! It's just a declining sect that existed in the story and has long since disappeared without a trace."

Obviously, this person is a connoisseur.