The audience was as silent as death again, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, only to see Du Yuanlong's whole person flying into the air, and then fainted to the ground.

Even the referee was stunned for a while, although he already had the experience of the first game, but this real second kill still gave him a great shock.

He immediately rushed to the fighting spirit stage and raised Tang Le's hand, "I declare Tang Le the winner of this game!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause, and everyone looked at Tang Le with admiration, although this little guy who didn't look very old won their hearts with two wonderful spikes.

Tang Le smiled slightly, the strength of his whole person who had advanced to the Soul Venerable had reached a new level, and that feeling of abundant strength made him feel very happy every time he stretched his body.

"Really defeated with one move?" Xue Qinghe, who was sitting in the VIP room, exclaimed, if Tang Le defeated Xu Taiyu with just one move in the first round, then it can only be said that it was luck, but what about the second round? In the face of a real strong attack, Du Yuanlong, Tang Le can still be in danger and defeat the opponent with one move, is this still luck?

Apparently not.

Xue Qinghe's eyes were a little complicated, he never thought that the little guy six years ago would grow up so fast, and it seemed to exceed his expectations.

The ironclad guard beside him said in a deep voice, "Yes, and according to the observation of his subordinates, Tang Le's offensive is very fierce, his movements are also very decisive, and every move and style is very calm, which is obviously not something that can be practiced overnight." ”

Xue Qinghe shook his head, "Wang Ying, I'm afraid you're mistaken, he only has six years, how could he do this." ”

This person named Wang Ying was the guard beside Xue Qinghe six years ago, and he also knew that Tang Le in front of him was the child six years ago, and he also said in disbelief: "I know all this, but Your Highness doesn't know that practicing this kind of martial art requires a lot of perseverance and endurance, and it is not possible to reach such a point in just six years." Blame the subordinates for talking too much, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this Tang Le, otherwise ......."

"Enough!" Xue Qinghe frowned and scolded, "This matter must not be mentioned again in the future, you should step back first." ”

Looking at Xue Qinghe, who was frowning, Wang Ying didn't say anything anymore, if it weren't for Xue Qinghe today, I'm afraid he would have led someone to arrest Tang Le and torture him. Without saying anything more, he picked up the iron helmet on one side and turned around and walked out.

"Wait."

Suddenly there was the voice of Xue Qinghe behind him.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Wang Ying asked.

Xue Qinghe rubbed his aching temples, "If you have the opportunity, arrange Tang Le into the individual competition, and I will practice with him personally, I want to see how much he has." ”

"Yes, the subordinate has retired." Wang Ying nodded.

"Go for it......"

With a "bang", the door was slowly closed, and Xue Qinghe sat alone in the room, looking at Tang Le standing in the center of the field through the transparent glass, and muttered to himself, "What are you still hiding in your body?" Amazing talent, Xuanyuan Excalibur? It's really interesting. ”

The corners of Xue Qinghe's mouth drew an evil smile, as if he had fallen in love with a lamb to the slaughter.

......

"Sir, this is your bonus, please take it." The young lady in front of the counter held two bags of small gold coins in both hands and smiled sweetly at Tang Le.

It was already afternoon, and after a morning of soaking in one-on-one tournaments, he managed to win seven opponents. And the two generations of small gold coins in front of him were his rewards, Tang Le was naturally not polite, and hurriedly took it with both hands, "Thank you, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

The young lady at the counter smiled, "You're welcome." ”

Tang Le nodded, took two bags of gold coins and put them in his pocket, and covered them tightly, this was the result of his hard work for half a day, and he had to keep it for a good time.

This time the soul fighting was much simpler than before, and when he reached the soul venerable level, he simply despised all opponents, and his combat effectiveness was greatly enhanced. This Soul Fighting gave him a clear idea of his strength to reach the Soul Venerable stage, so that he would not be confused like he was at the initial stage. Although it is not a lot of gains, it is generally reasonable.

Holding the gold coin and taking two steps, suddenly two or three burly bodies blocked in front of Tang Le.

"Guys, what's the matter?" Tang Le frowned and asked tentatively. Although it looks like the person on the other side is not good, you can't start it all at once.

A scarface said viciously, "Boy, are you winning seven straight head-to-head tournaments?" ”

Tang Le tilted his head and asked curiously. "It's me, how did you find out so quickly? Am I famous? ”

A man with a strong body and two arms like a bull said, "Do you know what happened to you?" ”

"I don't know." Tang Le shook his head, and then asked, "What?" Am I doing something wrong? ”

Scar Man sneered, "Since you have won seven consecutive victories in a medical examination class competition, I will give you ...... on behalf of the Fighting Soul Arena"

Tang Le looked at him and said seriously, "What to give me?" ”

The scar man's attitude changed, and he said with a smile on his face, "Give you a personal competition registration form!" As he spoke, he took out a golden registration slip from behind his back, with three big characters written on it for the individual competition.

Scar Lang's attitude was like a Peking Opera changing face, Tang Le was stunned for a moment, and only then did he look at the golden admission ticket in Scar Man's hand, and shook his head decisively, "I understand the kindness of the Fighting Soul Field, but I'm tired today, forget about this admission ticket." As he spoke, he walked straight ahead of Scar Man and the strong man next to him.

"Wait."

Behind him came the hurried voice of a strong man.

Tang Le paused, couldn't help frowning, turned around, and said lightly. "What's wrong again?"

"Please accept this volume." The scar man hurriedly said, and stuffed it into Tang Le's hand without saying a word. Before this, Wang Ying told them that if Tang Le did not participate in the individual competition tonight, then the two of them would have to move tomorrow.

Seeing that the other party was so unceremoniously stuffed into his hands, Tang Le suddenly became angry, "Why are you still forcing me to compete?" ”

The scar man hurriedly took out twenty gold coins from his pants and handed them to Tang Le, "This is my little heart, please be sure to accept it." ”

Tang Le scoffed and sneered, "Twenty gold coins want to buy me? Do you know what you're doing? By doing so, you are undoubtedly trampling on my personality and insulting my dignity. ”

"Don't say it, I'll give you two thousand."

"Deal."