101. Ji Cao, Don't Six
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(3rd Watch)
Just one move!
With the realm of a twenty-fifth-level Great Soul Master, Yang Ming killed a twenty-ninth level Great Soul Master in seconds!
When the Great Soul Master named Fang Zheng collapsed in a pool of blood, not to mention that the audience in the stands looked stupid, even the host was at a loss, obviously not reacting.
"Contestant Yang Ming, Player Fangzheng shouldn't have been killed by you, right?"
When the host said this, his teeth couldn't help but chatter.
He has presided over the competition in the Soto Arena for so many years, and has seen many murderers, fierce men, geniuses, and weirdos, but he has never been so terrifying today!
"Of course not." Yang Ming shook his head and said, "I still know the rules, this is just a competition, not a battle of life and death, if I kill someone, I'm afraid I will be disqualified from the competition by you, right?" ”
The host smiled awkwardly, he really thought so just now.
Seeing Yang Ming turn around, the host immediately said in the most passionate voice:
"We may be witnessing the rise of a new star in the Great Arena!"
"Let's cheer for Yang Ming's victory!"
The spectators in the stands are the most realistic, the winner is king, and the loser is the villain.
They have long forgotten the snub of Yang Ming at the beginning of his coming to power, and now they have responded with twelve warm applause for Yang Ming's departure.
"Smack, smack, slap......"
The applause was thunderous and enduring.
Even, even the people in the Fighting Soul Arena next door heard it clearly, and some people came over curiously to ask.
Whenever someone asked, the audience who watched just now painted Yang Ming's record with vinegar.
What god descends to earth, great strength, what white clothes win the snow, and the lonely seeks defeat.
Anyway, how to exaggerate, how to promote!
At this moment, Yang Ming's fame was beaten out all of a sudden, and it began to spread in a small area.
Seeing Yang Ming walk off the stage with an indifferent face, Dai Mubai gently knocked his fist on Yang Ming's chest, and said with a smile:
"You kid is really powerful, you can kill your opponent in seconds with one move, it's hard for you to think of not being famous this time."
"Huh?"
Yang Ming was lazy, and said in a tone that was angry and unworthy:
"Isn't it easy to defeat an opponent in one move?"
Everyone: "......"
Dai Mubai held his breath in his chest, not vomiting or being unhappy. But I felt that Yang Ming was so reasonable, and I was speechless.
In desperation, Dai Mubai had no choice but to turn his head and pat Tang San's shoulder.
In Tang San's confused gaze, Dai Mubai said earnestly:
"Yang Ming will defeat the opponent in one move, as Yang Ming's brother, you also have to fight for some anger!"
"I'm ......" Tang San was speechless.
Tang San thought about it, but if he used his latest secret weapon, he would be killed in a few minutes.
Just when everyone was talking and laughing, the players in the next round of the game had already been matched, and it was Zhu Zhuqing's turn to play.
As for Zhu Zhuqing's opponent, he was a brute who deliberately bumped into Xiao Wu on the road before.
Yang Ming recalled that along the way, the other party's malicious attitude couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
When Zhu Zhuqing was on stage through the soul fighting channel, Yang Ming looked at her shadow and said:
"Be careful, your opponent has a problem."
Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps paused slightly, without any reply, as cold as in the past.
Yang Ming didn't know if she listened to it, so he could only hope that the previous worries were just superfluous.
As soon as a beauty like Zhu Zhuqing came on the stage, the audience in the stands immediately lit up.
The body is hot, the body is delicate, the long black hair is scattered over the shoulders, the face is slightly lowered, and the skin is whiter than snow, especially the waves, which are always so easy to attract the attention of men, stimulating the rapid surge of male hormones.
And the opposite of the hot figure, the expression on Zhu Zhuqing's face was very cold, it was a kind of coldness from the heart, pure coldness, and there was not even a trace of anger in his black eyes.
The first impression is that it is an iceberg beauty.
But this strong contrast, instead of reducing her charm, stimulates the man's deep desire to conquer and desire to climb this iceberg!
Compared with the cold scene when Yang Ming took the stage at that time, the audience obviously preferred Zhu Zhuqing, and heard the whistle from time to time.
After a while, the brute stepped onto the stage, his sideburns swaying slightly, and a rather disgusting smile appeared on his face.
"Tsk, what a beautiful girl, I don't know what kind of expression you will show when you are beaten off and your clothes are torn in a while?"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were cold, and he coldly scraped towards the barbarian.
The other party didn't care at all, and even had time to pick his nose.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, but the temperament on his body became more and more cold, and he was obviously really angry with such a disgusting man.
The host walked up to the front desk and introduced both parties, saying:
"The girl on my left is named Zhu Zhuqing, a twenty-seventh level Great Soul Master, and the martial soul is a ghost spirit cat."
The crowd in the stands was brilliant and applauded enthusiastically.
"And the big man on my right hand is named Mazda, a twenty-ninth level great soul master, and the martial soul is heavy water."
Yang Ming's expression moved slightly, he didn't expect this barbarian's martial soul to be so special.
After the host briefly introduced the names and martial souls of both parties, he signaled that the fighting spirits of the two could begin.
Zhu Zhuqing stared at Mazda coldly, and released his martial soul at the beginning of the battle.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed color at the same time, her left eye was dark green, her right eye was blue, and a pair of cute cat ears were slightly erected, adding a bit of playful and cute color to her cold temperament.
Ten fingers and fingertips violently ejected hooked claw-like claws, flashing a sharp cold light in the spotlight, making people not doubt the sharpness of the claws at all.
Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be a cat, his body was down, his center of gravity was sinking, his chest was almost close to the ground, and every muscle in his body was highly tense, like a tense bowstring.
A pair of eyes without the slightest emotion, like a predator lying in ambush in the grass, constantly observing the dynamics of the prey, looking for the flaws exposed by the opponent.
Two yellow soul rings appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's body at the same time, and the cold and sharp aura gave people a bit of suffocation.
On her opponent, Mazda seemed to be very confident, with a magnificent light blue soul power fluctuation like an ocean rippling on his body, forming a circle with his left hand, and putting his right index and middle fingers together in the circle, with a lewd expression on his face.
"Hey, hey, hey."
Although Zhu Zhuqing couldn't understand what Mazda's movements meant, looking at the disgusting demeanor of the other party, he instinctively felt a burst of diaphragm.
In the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing moved!
The tense muscles suddenly exploded, and the person was like a civet cat, very fast.
Motionless as a mountain, moving as a fire!