I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group

Chapter 293 The last scene

Tang Ya didn't do anything about this. The characteristics of her domain were too obvious. Once released, the third brother would definitely guess it.

By then, she would inevitably be exposed. Having experienced an assassination attempt once, she didn't want to experience the feeling of being assassinated again.

After waiting for the third brother to achieve more than 90 consecutive wins, Tang Ya also chose to sign up for the last game.

Soon, all the contestants had gathered. Hu Liena looked at Tang Ya's back and shouted quickly.

"This is the last game, you must be careful."

Tang Ya waved her hand.

"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of."

But Tang San didn't say much. In the past few months, he had watched his little sister's matches many times. Even without the blessing of soul power, her sword was enough to kill others without making a sound.

The attack power of a sword formed by cold air alone can reach such a level. One can imagine how well she controls cold air.

At the same time, in the top room of the killing field.

The King of Slaughter sat in front of the huge French window, with excitement in his scarlet eyes.

This little ancestor has finally fought his last battle. He should leave quickly after the fight and not stay here. He is also afraid that this little ancestor will die here.

If something goes wrong here, the City of Slaughter will surely be destroyed as well.

Qian Daoliu or Bibi Dong, those people, he can't afford to offend them at all. It would be okay if he could exert the full strength of his body, but that is impossible.

At this time, there were soon ten people standing on the field, scattered in various corners of the stadium, with various main positions.

However, although the nine people were not standing together, their eyes were fixed on Tang Ya.

Those who can reach this step are all strong people with ten consecutive victories. Obviously, they did not judge people by appearance. Those who looked at Tang Ya’s young age before are now completely forgotten.

Tang Ya couldn't help but sigh about these people. The quality of the opponents this time was obviously much higher, but these people were only at the Soul Douluo level at best, which was only a dozen levels higher than her.

However, the quality of her soul power and physical attributes far exceed those of her peers, who are just soul fighters without soul skills. She is really not afraid.

The moment the game started, the eight people on the field rushed towards Tang Ya at the same time.

Although Tang Ya was not afraid of these people, she was not careless either. In this place, there was no winning or losing, only life or death. If one was careless, he might be gone.

With a slight movement of her hands, two long swords, one blue and one red, appeared in Tang Ya's hands. The long swords, which contained the two extreme properties of scorching heat and extreme cold, appeared in Tang Ya's hands at the same time.

Facing the eight people who attacked her, Tang Ya did not retreat but advanced. Two sword lights flashed in her hands, and in an instant, the Soul Emperor with a beast spirit in the front fell straight to the ground.

Although I don’t understand why the last Soul Douluo didn’t take action, it just made it convenient for Tang Ya to quickly deal with the other eight opponents.

A few minutes later, as the last opponent was killed by her sword, a burst of wanton laughter suddenly rang out on the field.

“Hahahahahahaha.”

"Your laugh is so ugly." Tang Ya couldn't help but frown when she heard the hoarse and somewhat obscene laugh.

The only remaining Soul Douluo said seriously.

"You should have some hidden strength, if so, hurry up, otherwise, you won't have a chance."

Tang Ya couldn't help but be speechless. How could this guy be so pretentious?

"Okay, I don't have time to waste with you. Get ready to die."

At this time, the Soul Fighter laughed.

"I admit that if we talk about strength alone, I am most likely unable to beat you. However, thank you for helping me deal with those eight people." After saying that, a blood-red humanoid creature suddenly appeared behind him, emitting an aura that Tang Ya hated.

Just as Tang Ya was about to kill him with a sword, a strange scene happened. The blood-red martial spirit opened its mouth wide, and the next moment, lines of blood slowly flew out from the wounds of the eight people she had killed.

"My martial soul is called Blood Demon. It can absorb blood to restore the body and temporarily obtain 30% of the blood owner's strength."

"And the most important thing is that I can improve the quality of my martial soul by absorbing your blood. I was too lazy to participate in the competition, but if I absorb your blood, the quality of my martial soul will definitely be greatly improved."

When these words were spoken, everyone in the audience was shocked.

The abilities that come with martial souls are different. For example, Tang Ya’s Nine-tailed Sky Fox, although it can also cultivate other attributes, its strongest ability is still the extreme coldness.

The ability of the six-winged angel is purification. It can purify all evil spirits and has a natural restraint on all negative energy. In addition, it can also dissolve the soul power of other people.

These are the abilities that the martial soul possesses itself, not soul skills.

And this guy can actually temporarily obtain some of the blood owner's strength, and can also recover injuries and soul power. This ability, if it is used in a war, is simply a humanoid war weapon.

As he spoke, the Soul Fighter's body began to grow bigger, and his muscles became more and more muscular.

"Hehehe, remember my name, Vladimir!"

After saying that, he attacked Tang Ya.

Even Tang Ya couldn't react to the terrifying speed, so she had to raise her sword to block in front of her. With just one strike, Tang Ya was knocked far away and was almost knocked off the ring.

And below the ring is a bottomless abyss. Once you fall in, no body will be left.

Vladimir couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

"Give up your struggle and just become my food."

This scene made Hu Liena a little nervous.

"How could it be possible? How could there be an opponent of this level here?!"

Tang San frowned. How could there be such an improvement? How could his body possibly hold up? Was there no limit?
A moment later, Tang San shouted.

"His absorption capacity has a limit. If he dares to suck your blood, he will die!"

Vladimir couldn't help laughing.

"How ridiculous! I do have an absorption limit, but you're just a Soul Emperor. You want to burst me? Are you dreaming?"

He absorbed the blood of eight people, from the lowest Soul King to the highest Soul Sage. His current strength is almost close to that of a Titled Douluo.

If another Soul Douluo came, perhaps he wouldn't be able to hold on, but what could a mere Soul Emperor think of?

Tang Ya knew that this was the simplest way. Her normal strength was roughly equivalent to that of a Contra, and might be able to starve him to death. However, she had her pride.

The two long swords in his hands suddenly disappeared, and he put the wine jug on his back on the ground.

Seeing this, Vladimir couldn't help but laugh.

"What? Are you planning to kill me with the gourd?"

Tang Ya raised her eyes and glanced at him, then said lightly.

"The Endless Wine Jug—Fill It Up!"

Okay, I’m done. I’m going to go to the League to find some inspiration. I’ll pick a single angel. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll give it away.