Standing beside Tang San and them were Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had just finished the game, their brows were tightly locked, and their faces were extremely solemn.

Tang San sighed, "After fighting for so long and not ending the battle, Brother Le must have suffered a loss." ”

Dai Mubai nodded, his eyes stared at the red mist in the birth, and said in a deep voice, "I have been fighting in the Soto City Great Fighting Arena for a long time, and I have had the honor of cutting off Dao Ming. ”

Xiao Wu asked, crooking her neck. "So who's going to win and who's going to lose?"

Dai Mubai's eyes immediately dimmed, and he sighed and said, "Dao Ming is very strong, at least in my opinion. He is superior to me in terms of combat experience and techniques, and after several years of training, he has fused with the Bright Moon Sword in his hand, forming a realm of unity between man and sword. When I played against him, I couldn't find a place to break through in the face of his powerful attacks, so I could only defend passively. ”

Speaking of this, Dai Mubai pointed to the red mist in the center of the field, and said with an unusually solemn face. "That's Dao Ming's first soul skill, Bright Moonlight. With the blessing of Ming Yueguang, the strength of his whole person has increased significantly, and in my opinion, he has increased his strength by at least thirty percent. ”

When everyone heard this, they all gasped and increased by three percent, this is too perverted, right?

Tang San turned his head with difficulty and said, "Then according to what you said, isn't Brother Le hopeless?" ”

Dai Mubai was silent for a while, and then said, "Dao Ming's first soul skill can only have an amplification effect if it is used by people with a low level of their own soul power, if Tang Le's level is similar to him, it would be okay to say, but the gap between them is too big, I think it should be hopeless." ”

Everyone didn't say anything, just silently stared at the light mist, praying that Tang Le would not die inside.

The atmosphere in the audience was the opposite of them, and the audience was excited, just like a New Year's holiday, and everyone's happy hippie smiling faces were written on their faces.

"Brother, how much did you vote for the Sword God this time?" A fat man waved the stakes in his hand at another man sitting next to him.

The man scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled innocently. "It's the first time I've come, and I don't know what a sword god is, but I think that little brother named Tang Le is too young, so I voted for Dao Ming."

The fat man patted his broad shoulder and said with a smile, "That's right, although the odds of the Sword God are a little lower, but he can win." Brother listen to me, in the future, I will vote for the sword god. ”

Something like this has played out a lot in the entire Great Fighting Arena, and there is no doubt that everyone is not optimistic about Tang Le. Even some fanatical fans of Dao Ming had to squeeze through the safety fence and rush to the battle platform, eager to kiss Dao Ming's whole body.

"Drink, slash!"

With a muffled sound, a crimson sword shadow slashed through the air, quickly slashing downward.

However, the young man below him immediately distanced himself with mysterious steps, and in just an instant, the two were five meters apart.

"Strangling!"

Tang Le snorted lightly, and dense black silver grass immediately grew on the ground, and several of the black silver grasses immediately rose from the ground, tightly wrapping around Dao Ming's feet, and those few black silver grasses quickly dragged Dao Ming to stir like pythons.

"It's endless."

Dao Ming looked at the dense black silver grass on the ground and couldn't help but curse secretly, it was these damn things in front of him that consumed a lot of his time.

"Broken!"

With a low roar from Dao Ming, the black silver grass that had been entangled around him was immediately shattered, turning into pieces and dissipating into the air.

Tang Le's face was a little pale, and he gasped and said, "You, very strong!" ”

Dao Ming said lightly, "I'm strong, I know." ”

Tang Le gasped for breath to adjust his state, and at the same time, the black vines once again covered the entire stage, like poisonous snakes waiting for the right time, one by one rhythmically, as if waiting for the best time.

As a soul master of the control system, Tang Le naturally sounded how to face the soul master of the sensitive attack system. If you want to deal with them, you must control their movements and intercept their path. Tang Le, who had been adjusted, looked at Dao Ming with a flat face, and suddenly smiled proudly, he knew that the entire battle situation was now under his control.

Dao Ming looked at the black vines surging with a solemn face, he knew that if he didn't act, he would probably suffer a big loss. As a Min Gong Soul Master, the most important thing is speed and agility, and now that the entire platform is wrapped in black silver grass, he will be greatly affected in any aspect. Even if the new round of competition has just begun, in terms of the situation, the balance of victory is already slightly tilted like Tang Le.

From now on, Dao Ming began to really pay attention to this battle, and his subconscious told him that the young man standing in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

Seeing that the vines were getting closer and closer to his position, Dao Ming finally couldn't sit still, and with a series of afterimages, Dao Ming disappeared in place. appeared in the direction of ten meters away, and was rushing towards Tang Le.

Tang Le naturally wouldn't let him come over so easily, his right hand was raised slightly, and he controlled dozens of vines to gather in his direction, forming a rattan six meters long and two meters wide, with a stinger on it, and threw it out.

The heavy rattan scraped the ground rattling, like a high-speed train rushing towards Daoming. At the same time, several black sticks rose up behind Dao Ming, forming a cage to block his way.

"It's a nuisance."

Dao Ming pursed his lips, his body suddenly accelerated, and his whole body gradually became illusory, and he actually disappeared directly on the ground.

Tang Le was stunned for a moment, and then immediately used Ling Bo to widen the distance, Dao Ming's figure had disappeared, he didn't have Tang San's Purple Pole Demon Pupil to be able to find Dao Ming's location, he could only use the most conservative method to ensure his own safety.

Just as Tang Le continued to retreat, a crimson light suddenly flashed on his right hand, and Dao Ming's figure quietly appeared. Holding the Mingyue Knife in his hand, he didn't have the slightest politeness at all, and just slashed it with a knife.

The appearance of Dao Ming caught Tang Le off guard, but with more than ten years of experience, he quickly turned sideways, making Mingyue Dao pass by him, and he escaped a catastrophe.

Dao Ming was stunned, obviously not expecting that his opportunity would fail.

Tang Le, who came back to his senses, quickly pounced, grabbed the Mingyue knife in Dao Ming's hand with his left and right hands, piled up all his weight, and pressed down desperately. Dao Ming looked at Tang Le with a confused expression, he didn't expect that his knife would be robbed one day, but then he quickly came back to his senses and pulled back desperately with all his strength.