When the sun pierces through the darkness, some of the early risers of Notting City see the magnificent building towering over the outskirts.

"Those brutes from the Ghost Gate have launched a jump battle against our Notting Academy, and it looks like this battle is going to be held in that building."

The inhabitants of Notting City were very untouched by the buildings that appeared overnight, and there was not the slightest surprise on their faces.

Amid the chatter of the inhabitants, the small city that had been suspended in the sky closed up and turned into a dark cloud again, on which more than a dozen people stood.

And the Notting Academy on the ground, many students have spontaneously gathered, led by the ten people selected, and waited quietly.

"Your Excellency, let's get started."

The voice of the Great Demon Spirit came from the dark clouds.

"In that case, let's get started!"

Yang Dong appeared in the Notting Academy, and with a wave of his hand, a spatial door appeared in front of everyone, and he was the first to enter the spatial door.

The entire ring is a system of equal length and width, with a distance of thousands of meters, and it has the blessings of Yang Dong and the Great Evil Spirit on it, which is very solid.

Soon, a large number of people from the academy appeared in the building, and in addition to the people from the academy, a large number of spectators began to pour into the building.

"So, shall we get started?"

The whole building sounded as the words of the great evil spirit, and the noisy words were quiet, and they all subconsciously held their breaths, stretched their necks and waited one by one.

"Yes."

Yang Dong gently craned his neck, and put his eyes on Tang San and the others, and then it was up to them.

"I'm the first."

Biyuxue took steps as she spoke, walking towards the ring.

"I'm the first one!"

Tang San stretched out his hand to stop Biyu Xue and walked to the ring with a smile on his face.

"Do you people in the Douluo Continent like such inkblots? Anyway, it's all sent to death, and it's convenient to die earlier and reincarnate earlier, isn't it? ”

As soon as Tang San stepped into the ring, the man in the ghost gate who also looked very young looked at Tang San mockingly and said.

The anger in the words made Tang San's eyes shrink slightly, and he didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes and quietly looked at the man in front of him.

What is the use of the use of the tongue? In the end, you still have to see the real chapter under your hands!

"Both sides are ready, five-second countdown!"

"Five, four, three, two, one, the competition begins!"

Martial soul possession!

The moment Tang San's countdown ended, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit in his palm emitted a blue light, and soon Tang San's side was growing Blue Silver Grass one after another, and this range was still expanding.

This was exactly the effect of Tang San's first soul technique, growth.

Blue Silver Grass can be grown in places where there is no Blue Silver Grass to help you fight, and Blue Silver Grass has a tenacity effect.

"Grass?"

The first man to appear in the ghost gate camp was named Han, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw the blue silver grass that was constantly growing, and in his impression, the weak creature of grass had no effect at all.

"What a waste!"

Leng laughed, he thought that the person who dared to be the first to appear would have some ability, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

How good can a grass player be?

Known as Han, he has a kind of frost bloodline, which can greatly enhance the power of his ice moves, although he will not be the most restrained by grass-based fire moves, but his ice attribute attack will not be too bad.

"Snow."

With him as the center, a layer of frost stained on the ground appeared, and this frost also continued to expand, and soon collided with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Click! Click!

The Blue Silver Grass was stained with a layer of white frost, which stopped its expansion under this cold current, but that cold current was still advancing, and it would soon appear in front of Tang San.

"So weak!"

On the side of the Great Evil Spirit, several people who were also one of the candidates for this battle looked at the battle between Han and Tang San, and some said with disgust.

"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, the cold may not be able to win."

In a black and purple robe, a woman as beautiful as the cry of a yellow warbler spoke.

After the woman spoke, no one continued to speak, but there was a flash of disapproval on their faces, and it was clear that they did not agree with the woman's words.

On the battlefield, the frost-like cold snap finally appeared in front of Tang San, but Tang San was not very panicked, he had calculated that the speed of this cold snap was not as fast as the speed at which he cast the ghost shadow.

Stepping on the ghost trail, he slowly retreated towards the rear.

"I'd like to see if you're moving fast, or if I'm spreading the snow fast!"

Cold laughed and walked quickly, and as he moved, the frosty cold spread faster.

"Click!"

The cold current successfully spread to the soles of Tang San's feet, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

But Tang San's face did not have a trace of panic, on the contrary, there was a trace of confidence!

Because the cold has unknowingly entered the place covered with blue silver grass.

"Third Soul Skill: Cutting."

Skill Effect: Hardens Blue Silver Grass, dealing 200% damage to the target, and adding armor-piercing to attacks. Can be released in combination with the rest of the soul skills.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Blue Silver Storm."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The frost-covered blue silver grass on the ground trembled slightly, and the frost-covered leaves shot out of its body like arrows from the string.

"Fooled!"

The moment Han saw the changes around him, he realized that he had been fooled, but it was too late, and at this moment he had fallen into a huge storm of ice blue.

Poof!

Poof!

In the midst of this storm, the blue silver grass became extremely sharp, and it soon broke Han's defenses, and the blue silver grass continued to leave scars on Han's body.

"The junior has won."

Yang Dong's side was more relaxed than Yuxue and the others, but once he fell into the rhythm of Xiao San, then that person was already lost.

"That's the price of underestimating your opponent!"

The Great Evil Spirit withdrew his gaze from the ring, looked at the few people around him, and said faintly.

Han's strength is definitely not weak, otherwise he wouldn't be the first to shoot him. But now he is caught in the rhythm of the opponent because he underestimates the opponent, which can only be said to be deserved.

He won't save a failed piece of waste.

And if he saves it, then in the next game, the ghost god will also save people.

This precedent cannot be set, at least not for the sake of a waste.