Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

"One versus seven!"

"..."

The shouting turned into a rope, stopping Tang San and the others.

They looked intently.

At the main gate of the fighting arena, a man in black clothes walked slowly towards them.

The people around me are extremely fanatical, yet extremely distant.

So the four meters around the black-clothed man was his exclusive restricted area.

Wearing black, blending into the night.

Black eyes, gathering sunlight.

The white mask, which does not blend into the night, is shrouded in the aura of a changed world.

Step by step, there is an indescribable solemnity and casualness.

Killing one person every ten steps is a sign of confidence.

To leave no trace during a journey of a thousand miles is to be free and easy.

The two are almost perfectly integrated into one.

"So, so handsome~"

"If I were a girl, I would also like a man like this."

Holding her cheeks in his hands, Oscar's peach blossom eyes made him infatuated.

No wonder there are so many beautiful women around him. Which woman wouldn’t like such a charming man?

"Okay, Xiaoao."

"He has never shown his face, so he might be ugly."

"But that guy is really powerful. He suppressed two Soul Masters by himself and beat them so hard that they couldn't fight back. He was just like a monster."

As soon as Dai Mubai finished speaking, he felt a chill coming towards him.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

Ok?

Do you feel that you are wrong?

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about any of them, Dai Mubai smiled helplessly in his heart and didn't care about it.

Little did he know that these words had already been written down in the notebook of the calm Xiao Wu.

Zhu Qing's revenge has not yet been avenged~

It's not that I won't report it, it's just that I haven't found the evidence yet~

A mischievous look flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, and she took Zhu Zhuqing's lead and walked towards the fighting spirit arena.

Several people followed.

Let’s talk about Su Ming.

At this moment, he had been arranged by Murong Qi to rest in a private room.

There is only this one match in today's main fighting arena.

The time has been set, it's eight o'clock in the evening.

With a playful look in his eyes, Murong Qi pretended to admire and said:

"You are truly a one-of-a-kind genius. You have such strength at such a young age. It is really enviable."

"A good father will have a good son. I believe your parents are also famous and powerful soul masters, right?"

Su Ming said "hmm" lightly, and then fell silent.

"…Hehe, I have a friend who is also from the Far North. We were at my place this afternoon to chat about old times. I can take you to meet him some other day."

"Yeah." Just as concise.

Su Ming continued to carve the wood sculpture, and sawdust fell on the luxurious carpet like "stain".

Murong Qi was speechless, “…”

I've said so much, and you're still pretending, right?

"you…"

Well, Murong Qi got back to the topic and reminded:

"Among those who came to watch the game, there is the cardinal of the main hall of the Spirit Hall, and the Lord of Soto City who represents the royal family."

"If you win, it will definitely be of great benefit to you in the future."

Swish—a document fell in front of Su Ming.

"This is the list and information of the opponents you will play against, which was drawn by lot. You can take a look at it first and make preparations."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming gathered energy in his palm and pressed it on the list. "Boom" confetti flew up and down in the sky.

"you…"

Retracting his gaze, Su Ming continued to draw with his knife, "What I want is a 1v7 situation that can be handled immediately. Senior, please don't waste your time thinking about this."

"I will win this first game."

I will win. These three simple words are more useful than any explanation. Murong Qi swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Well, don't you think about it? Actually, my granddaughter is pretty."

Murong Qi raised his eyebrows and looked up, but his attention was always fixed on Su Ming.

"Women will only affect the speed of my cultivation."

The corners of Su Ming's mouth slightly raised, and he seemed to be interested again. "If your granddaughter has a unique physique, is as beautiful as a fairy, and can practice yin and yang to help improve her cultivation, then I can consider it."

Murong Qi's face turned dark instantly. What do you think of me as your granddaughter?

"If it weren't for the good benefits you brought to the fighting arena."

"I want to push you into the wall right now, humph!"

With a wave of his sleeves, Murong Qi left here with a frosty face and a murderous look.

Su Ming smiled slightly, remained indifferent, and continued to carve the wood sculpture.

Murong Qi and Spirit Hall had already been trying to win him over, so instead of agreeing to the former, he might as well agree to the Spirit Hall.

As for Xiao Wu having a grudge against the Spirit Hall, that is not a problem. She is receiving subsidies from the Spirit Hall and it is impossible for her to have any other thoughts about her behavior.

Of course, this is only relative.

Su Ming had no intention of joining any force, otherwise there would always be some things that could not be explained.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves missing you.

Never think that people are too kind.

Swish swish!

Palm-length wooden swords were formed under Su Ming's carving and placed quietly on the table.

There are more and more wooden swords, and time is flying.

In the blink of an eye, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

“Dear audience members and distinguished guests, it is my honor to spend this evening with you all.”

"I believe that tonight will leave everyone with an unforgettable scene. No soul master in the entire continent has ever proposed a 1v7 soul fighting challenge to the soul fighting arena."

"I believe everyone knows how difficult this is, even if I don't say it."

"..."

“Perhaps, tonight, we will witness history.”

"Next, please welcome this time's challenger, the Kundou team!"

The host stood on the fighting spirit stage with surging emotions, delivering the opening speech of the fighting spirit.

Looking in the direction the host's finger was pointing, a group of seven people were walking towards them under the spotlight.

There were five men and two women, led by a man about 25 years old, who was handsome and had an imposing manner.

His white clothes fluttered and his body was straight, as if measured with a ruler, like a long sword piercing the sky.

On both sides of him stood two burly men with iron arms.

The two men looked very similar, with hard and square faces, and arm muscles bulging like gourds. The gray-iron color made them look more like they were cast in steel.

On the far left is a slender couple, and there is nothing special about them.

On the right, following the two burly men is a young woman who looks the youngest, apparently less than 20 years old.

She was wearing a green long skirt, like a blooming green lotus. Her big eyes kept looking around the audience, with a playful and leisurely confidence. She didn't seem to care about the outcome of the spirit fight, but rather seemed to be here for fun.

Of course, what attracted the audience's most attention was the cold-blooded man at the end, because his white hair was so conspicuous.

The host simply introduced the names. The captain was Jianfeng Jianxue, but no one remembered the others.

As for martial spirit and cultivation, the host kept it in suspense, smiled slightly and didn't continue.

Standing on the stage, Feng Jianxue glanced at the other six people and reminded them coldly:

"For today's battle of spirits, I have only one final word for you - put away your pride, and don't think that we have the upper hand against the other side just because seven of us are fighting against one."

"You all know the strength of that guy. Facing two Soul Masters, he didn't even use his martial soul. His strength is at least at a high level Soul King."

"Among the seven of us, only Bai Yu, Tingting and I are Soul Sect members. If we really fight, we may not have much advantage."

"Tingting, you will assist me and Gu Long Gu Hu later. Let's try to take him down right away to avoid any more trouble."

"Okay." The youngest woman in green spoke softly and pleasantly, as if a lark was singing.

The others also nodded. Even though it was seven against one, they did not relax at all.

Because of 1v2 - 15 consecutive victories, Su Ming has conquered all doubts with his strength.

Even if it's 1v3, it won't be difficult for that guy to win.

Otherwise, 1v7 would not be considered as the next challenge goal.

As the men were explaining their final tactics, the lights were already moving away from them.

The spotlight shone directly on the exit of the soul master passage, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

The black clothes attack the person, and the white face reflects the color.

Swish——, as soon as Su Ming took a step forward, his figure arrived at the fighting arena like a ghost.

The right foot, which had not yet landed, was also firmly on the fighting spirit stage.

This move shocked the audience.

The faces of the two lovers changed instantly, and they no longer had any desire to continue communicating.

"It's a real loss for Spirit Hall that this guy wasn't selected for the Golden Generation."

In the VIP room, the distinguished old man in red raised his lips slightly, and his interest grew stronger.

So fast? ! !

Tang San and Xiao Wu in the spectator seats were a little uneasy.

This was the first time they saw Su Ming burst out with such terrifying speed.

There was no movement, and the figure seemed to have moved in an instant.

Even when fighting against Zhao Wuji, he was never exposed.

"How much stuff does this guy have hidden?!"

Tang San was filled with deep hatred and sighed repeatedly in his heart.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had stern faces, doubting their lives. They had only seen a 1v2 soul fight between Shi and the latter, who was clearly not an agility attack soul master, but the speed he burst out at this moment was more like an agility attack soul master.

The one who was most deeply touched was probably Zhu Zhuqing, who was of the Agility Attack Department. This speed was almost the same as the speed at which she used her first soul skill.