Just when Tang Le was feeling the frenzy with his heart, a staff member hurriedly walked over and hurriedly said, "Tang Le, your personal game is about to start, please go down and prepare as soon as possible." ”

Tang Le stretched out his body and said, "Okay, I'll go down now." ”

"This way, please." The staff helped down and made a gesture of please, and the two walked to the battle table.

The lounge is communal, where players can rest or adjust their condition, and Tang Le saw his opponent as soon as he walked in.

It was a skinny guy with bright eyes. His skin was white and pale, and even the women in the past were full of praise, and they cast envious eyes. However, he put on a black cloak and wrapped his whole body tightly, revealing only the palms of his hands. At the same time, he also put on a black mask on his face, on which was painted a hideous demon, the demon opened its bloody mouth, but spit out a red tongue, Tang Le always felt that this time the demon was laughing at him.

"Huh?"

The man obviously felt Tang Le's gaze, frowned, and slowly turned his head. Two pairs of piercing eyes suddenly burst into sharp eyes, like a hungry wolf looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

"Tang Le."

Tang Le opened his mouth lightly.

Out of politeness, the man on the other side also spoke.

"Knife Ming"

His voice was very hoarse, as if the inside of his throat had been roasted by charcoal, and the sound he made was like the sound of mechanical friction, and the man couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

After speaking, Dao Ming ignored Tang Le's strange eyes and walked straight out.

"What a strange opponent."

Tang Le muttered in a low voice, although the opponent is strange, but the one-on-one game is decided by drawing lots, and there is no choice if he actually draws it. Immediately following Dao Ming's pace, Tang Le also walked out.

Because Tang Le was the first game, Tang San, Xiaowu and the others were all watching the game in the rest area.

"Brother, what kind of combination? It's not good at all. Xiao Wu said aggrievedly, when she just went to register for the two-on-two team competition, she originally gave their group a three-dance combination, but the staff formed a combination, if Tang Le hadn't started the competition, Xiao Wu really had to go back and have a good theory with the staff dance.

Tang San smiled bitterly, "Alas, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay." ”

Xiao Wu stood on tiptoe, stepped on the floor angrily, pursed her lips and said, "Hmph, I'm really angry!" ”

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, Brother Le is out, you see." As he spoke, Tang San pointed to Tang Le who slowly walked out of the battle area from the audience.

Xiao Wu immediately poked her head out, her eyes looking for her under the stage like a machine gun.

"You're really" Looking at Xiao Wu with an excited face, Tang San said sourly.

"Hey, hey"

Xiao Wu smiled and grimaced at Tang San, then immediately hugged his arm and said in a voice that he could only hear, "No matter how good others are, I still be"

"Good evening, everyone! The next battle will be our one-on-one game, and it will be the most exciting part for everyone. Next, let me analyze the information of both sides. The speaker was a man in a tuxedo who stood on the platform at the top of the stage, which was the most striking position on the stage.

Then he cleared his throat and said loudly, "First of all, of course, we are most familiar with, Daoming Player!" When it comes to Daoming players, then we have to mention his brilliant record. In the Soto City Arena, he fought a total of sixty-seven battles, winning fifty-two and losing fifteen. In addition to this impressive record, there is also her formidable rank. At the age of nineteen, he has already reached level thirty-eight, and the Bright Moon Knife in one hand is even more amazing, once creating a brilliant achievement of five consecutive slashes with one knife and directly defeating five opponents! ”

The host paused and continued, "But compared to Dao Ming's players, our Tang Le players are nothing to watch. His information card was only registered today, and he didn't have any records, so he was completely inexperienced. But it is worth mentioning that Tang Le has reached level 30, but he does not have a third soul ring, with such strength, he actually wants to challenge the Daoming player, is he arrogant or profound? Let's wait and see! ”

As soon as the host's voice fell, the audience immediately remembered the discussion, but most of them were not optimistic about Tang San.

"What an arrogant boy, given his young age, I'm afraid he will die here tonight." A middle-aged woman sighed.

"Who's to say it isn't? It's just this level to challenge our sword god, I really don't know whether to live or die. The other man chimed in.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

"It's a shame for this kid."

……

"Brother, Brother Le is fine, right? Such a big gap, I'm afraid," Xiao Wu in the viewing area said worriedly.

Somehow, Tang San, who originally trusted Tang Le, also became worried because of the atmosphere at the scene, his deep eyes looked at Tang Le in the center of the stage, and said prayerfully. "Brother, you can't have anything to do."

Standing on the platform more than 20 meters long, Tang Le's mood was not afraid, nor was he afraid because he heard the opponent's record. He Tang Le, the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the future heir of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, if he was afraid, he would not stand here. If he was afraid, he should get out of this stage.

Looking at Tang Le, who had a resolute face, Dao Ming, who was standing opposite him, smiled evilly, as if he was laughing at Tang Le's ignorance of life and death. "Little brother, go back quickly, this is not for you."

"Don't underestimate any enemy, because every time you underestimate it, it can be fatal!" Tang Le said lightly.

"Hahahaha"

Dao Ming seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed out loud. After a while, Dao Ming withdrew his smile and looked at Tang Le proudly. "Do you think there is a gap between us, do you still have a chance of winning?"

Tang Le was not angry because of Dao Ming's disdain, but said indifferently. "Don't be arrogant, for arrogant people always pay the price of arrogance."

"I think you should go back and prepare a coffin and come back, I don't want to trouble Brother Hei again." Dao Ming sneered, and then his right hand probed into the void, and a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand. The sword was engraved with red lines, and there was strong soul power flowing on these lines, and at the moment when Dao Ming released his martial soul, his surging soul power was suddenly released, and even the surrounding space began to distort.

A strange smile tugged at the corner of Dao Ming's mouth, and at the same time, a bloody aura diffused from his side, enveloping the audience at once.

"My sword tells me that you and your head must be left today."