Douluo: The villain system, slaps Ning Rongrong in the face at the beginning

Xiao Wu, who was standing by, also looked over here, feeling an indescribable strangeness in her heart.

What's going on with this guy?

You just said this morning that you are his girlfriend, and now you like someone else?

What a playboy!

"No, I'm just giving a normal review." Chen Feng said in a serious tone, looking at Xiao Wu, and said, "Don't misunderstand me, okay?"

Xiao Wu turned her head and snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with me!"

Chen Feng smiled and said nothing more.

This Xiao Wu is indeed simple-minded. I'm afraid it won't take long to completely conquer her.

Just wait a few days!

Chen Feng seemed to be confident.

Even as everyone was chatting and joking, the battle on the field reached a fever pitch.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass swept across the entire venue, like a cage.

Zhu Zhuqing had no way to escape and was tied up tightly, which highlighted her exquisite figure.

Ma Hongjun's mouth opened wide and his eyes almost popped out.

The battle is over, and it's Chen Feng's turn next.

Surprisingly, the opponent standing in front of him was a thin old man with white hair!

"It's going to be a good show now!" Dai Mubai said with a smirk in the audience:

"I've met this old guy before."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Wu immediately asked, "Is it amazing?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone looked over with surprise.

The leisurely look made Xiao Wu a little flustered.

She quickly explained: "I'm just worried about our classmates."

Hearing this, Tang San felt strange, but he didn't think much about it.

At this time, Dai Mubai took a deep breath and sighed:

"That old man is called Mo Cang, and his soul power is level 39!"

"He is a famous stubborn person here. He likes to bully level 30 spirit masters and then place bets to win money."

Tang San's curiosity was aroused, and he asked doubtfully:

"Even you are no match for me?"

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly and said, "I can only say that after three moves last time, I was defeated."

However, he was still very happy to see Chen Feng being taught a lesson.

"What?" Xiao Wu and the others were extremely shocked.

If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that Chen Feng is likely to lose the first battle?

It's such bad luck to meet such a strong opponent right at the start.

The soul power levels of the soul masters are allocated by drawing lots, and the soul masters above level 30 are all over level 30.

Even someone as strong as Dai Mubai only maintains a winning rate of over 60 percent in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena.

At this moment on the stage, the two introduced each other.

"Chen Feng, a level 33 weapon spirit master."

"Mo Cang, a level 39 weapon spirit master!"

Then the host gave an order and the battle began.

"Little guy, now that you've met me, just admit defeat as soon as possible!" Mo Cang didn't rush to take action, but teased with a smile.

Chen Feng blinked and smiled, "Really? Since I became a soul master, I have never been defeated."

Mo Cang's eyes were sharp: "Haha, I like arrogant youngsters. Don't cry after being defeated by me, an old man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly, stretched out his right hand, and a long sword as black as ink slowly emerged.

There were bursts of intense cheers from the surrounding audience seats!

"Come on! Old man Mo, kill him in one second!"

"I bet a hundred gold soul coins, hoping to make a fortune!"

"Hahaha, I can't wait any longer. That old man Mo Cang has already won more than 20 games in a row!"

"..."

In the Soto City Soul Fighting Arena, Mo Cang is extremely famous.

With a soul power of level 39, he is unbeatable in the battle at this stage!

However, he is really shameless!

Most soul masters are proud of their status and would not do such a tasteless thing.

At this moment, the battle has begun.

Three soul rings rose under Mo Cang's feet, two yellow and one purple!

At the beginning, the gorgeous Millennium Soul Skill was activated!

"Sweep away everything!"

Mo Cang swung his sword suddenly, and a powerful soul power roared up.

Then the black sword actually grew larger in the wind and turned into a black magic sword that was more than ten meters long!

The next second, the black magic sword rolled forward with unmatched courage.

Naturally, Chen Feng was not willing to be outdone. He summoned his martial soul and activated his first soul skill.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Hundreds of snow-white Heavenly Swords rushed away.

boom!

The violent fluctuations of soul power were deafening.

Mo Cang's face was filled with a confident smile, as if he had already secured victory.

With just this one move, no Soul Master below level 35 can take it!

The gap in soul power is ultimately insurmountable!

But this time, he was dumbfounded!

Two forces, one black and one white, collide.

Although the white soul power released by Chen Feng was slightly inferior, for some reason, the sword energy released was unparalleled!

The black magic sword was gradually disintegrated, and finally collapsed and disappeared.

"What level of martial spirit is this!"

Mo Cang's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

What shocked him even more was that the third spirit ring under the opponent's feet was actually a black ten thousand year spirit ring? !

What a joke!

He had lived for most of his life, and he had never seen a third soul ring that was ten thousand years old!

The cheers from the audience gradually died down.

They stared at the ring, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Are you kidding me? Mo Cang's third soul skill is so weak?"

"No, it's that guy in white who is too strong!"

"Is that a ten thousand year spirit ring? This... are you sure I'm not seeing things?"

"Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring! Poof!"

"..."

After seeing this, many viewers almost vomited blood on the spot.

Where did this little monster come from!

It’s ok that his martial soul is special, but there is also a ten thousand year soul ring?

Dai Mubai and the others also had strange expressions.

Ma Hongjun seemed to have thought of something, and said tremblingly:

"Brother Feng, is he... is he a real monster?"

Xiao Wu let out a light breath, and the tension in her heart was temporarily put at ease.

"Chen Feng is quite powerful!"

Outside the venue, there was a constant noise and excitement.

Chen Feng stood there calmly, having long been accustomed to it.

Then, he looked straight ahead and said calmly:

"Your soul power is quite strong, but unfortunately your martial soul is of average quality."

Hearing this comment, Mo Cang's eyes were filled with anger and he yelled:

"No! I don't believe it!"

He absolutely cannot lose!

You know, this time a total of 5,000 gold soul coins were bet!

If I lose, then... I'm afraid I'll vomit three liters of blood on the spot!

Mo Cang walked forward quickly with sword in hand.

In the blink of an eye, he was already ten steps away from Chen Feng.

"Sweep away everything!"

The huge black demonic sword reappeared.

At such a close distance, the power is even more terrifying!

"It's time to end this."

Chen Feng let out a light sigh and shook his head slowly.

Under the attention of everyone in the audience, the black ten thousand year soul ring lit up.

"One Sword Immortal kneels down!"

Chapter 23 For Chen Feng’s sake, I won’t bother with you!

With the help of soul power, Chen Feng's body suddenly rose up.

A murderous atmosphere filled the entire place!

Facing the terrifying demonic knife, he thrust forward with his sword.

Mo Cang's pupils contracted violently.

At this moment, I saw a scene that I will never forget!

It seemed that he was not facing a young boy, but the way of heaven that oppressed all living beings.

Compared to it, the magic sword is like a child's toy!

Clang! !

After the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing, everything vanished into thin air.