【Victory！ 】

[The ranking of individuals has increased from 14,532 to 13,980.] 】

Deming closes the prompt and chooses to continue matching opponents.

Because of the low ranking, the speed of matching opponents is still very fast, and it takes less than ten seconds to match the next opponent.

It's still the same venue as before, but this time there are more spectators, about a dozen, after all, his ranking has improved a bit.

Deming's opponent this time is a soul master, who looks like a soul master of the defense department.

However, his strength is also very average, about the level of the early stage of the Soul Sect.

Before Deming could guess his identity, someone in the audience shouted:

"Little brother wearing a mask, opposite you is a disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect, hit him in the lower body! I'll buy you to win. ”

Hearing the shouting from the audience, Deming was quite surprised, Elephant Armor Sect? It's kind of familiar.

However, it is still possible to place bets.

After asking about the will of the world, Deming was a little disappointed, he could indeed bet on the contestants, but the contestants themselves could not bet on their own sports, and they could not collude with their peers to bet, if such behavior was serious, and even forcibly executed.

This is a countermeasure taken by the will of the world to prevent someone from taking advantage of this to swipe points.

After the battle began, the soul master of the Elephant Armor Sect planned to use the common means of the defensive soul master - to consume the opposite side through strong defensive power to achieve victory.

Seeing this, Deming chuckled and shook his head, after all, the difference in strength between the enemy and us is too huge.

However, even if he is a defensive soul master at the level of the Soul King, in front of the Ming Hong Knife, he is still the same crispy, unless he has a martial soul of the same level as the Ming Hong Knife, he can resist Deming's attack.

"Minghong Shadow."

It was still the old tactic, and it appeared in front of him in an instant, and he slashed it with a knife in his right hand.

The defense of the Elephant Armor Sect is like paper paste, breaking the shield + killing the enemy with one sword, and the opponent turns into light particles and bursts apart.

【VicTory！ 】

[Two wins in a row!] 】

A line of big golden characters appeared above Su Xiao's head, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

"It's... Win? ”

The corners of the mouth twitched at the man who bought Demingsheng.

Deming disappeared from the arena and returned to the rest pod.

Deming feels like this will continue for some time.

[The individual battle is over, victory, two consecutive wins!] 】

[The ranking of individuals has increased from 13,980 to 12,370 (junior arena).] 】

[Received a message from the opponent in this field, yes/no view.] 】

"Oh? And a message function? ”

Open the message: 'Do you want to join our squad, the pay is good.... ’

Deming sneered: "Is there a sister, you just want me to join, even if there is a girl, is there Zhuqing and Xiao Wu good-looking?" ”

Deming chose to continue, and after more than ten seconds, he appeared on the arena and glanced at the audience on the stage, which was about a hundred or so.

Needless to say, the result was another easy battle.

【Victory!】

【Three wins in a row!】 】

Deming returned to the break room, a little tired from the frequent teleportations.

He smiled helplessly: "I didn't expect the battle to be very easy, but the teleportation made me a little weak."

【Four wins in a row!】 】

[Five wins in a row!] 】

[Six wins in a row!] 】

……

【Eleven Wins in a Row!!】 】

Sitting in the lounge, Deming watched as he jumped up the rankings as a result of his winning streak: 8,543.

But the strength is still almost meaningless, after all, the current Deming is the soul king, and killing some students from the outer courtyard is not the same as playing.

"Go on."

[If the match is successful, due to the individual's 11-game winning streak, the arena will match the individual with an opponent with the same 11-game winning streak.] 】

Deming appears on the arena.

"Here, here, the guy in the mask is a melee guy, and the opposite side is a control soul master, and the melee guy is going to be unlucky."

"Let's get started, I can't wait."

"Come on a thousand hands! Beat him up and win 12 in a row! ”

"Thousand hands are so handsome, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

There were thousands of people in the surrounding auditorium, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Tang San stood indifferently opposite Deming, he was wearing a light blue power suit, wearing a blue silver grass-style mask, looking from afar, his whole body was full of confidence.

As soon as Tang San appeared, Deming had already recognized him.

'Oh? This breath ...... 49 Soul Sect? It seems that this kid has gained a lot from this entrance exam. ’

That's right, after Tang San received the 10,000-year soul ring given by the will of the world, he broke through to the 49th level Soul Sect with the help of the reward of the first test of the Shura Divine Examination, and he was only half a step away from the realm of the Soul King.

As long as the attribute reaches the minimum breakthrough test of the Soul Palace, you can break through to the Soul King.

Tang San looked at Deming on the other side, because Deming was wearing a mask and that realm aura that was different from before, he couldn't confirm Deming's identity.

But, after all, after living together for six years, he still had a trace of doubt: 'This breath is so familiar, and there is a weapon in his hand, is it possible...... Is it Xiao Ming's by? ’

Once you have this thought in your heart, it is difficult to suppress it anymore.

'Made, whether it's him or not, you're out of luck today!' Suffer death! ’

"Level 49 Control System Soul Master, Thousand Hands, please advise!"

As Tang San's words fell, shouts began to be heard from the audience:

"Wow, Senju is so polite! Loved, loved. ”

"A thousand hands! yyds!”

And the waiting time is also coming to an end.

[The battle begins! 】

Deming ignored Tang San's words and said softly, "Minghong Shadow." ”

The figure disappeared in an instant.

When Tang San saw it, his eyes shrank: Damn! This familiar skill! Sure enough, it's you! That's just right! I'll show you how good I am today!

Tang San shouted, "Blue Silver Entanglement!" ”

Tang San released the Blue Silver Grass around his body to prevent Deming's advance.

And there was a sound from the audience:

"Wow, why doesn't this person talk about martial arts."

"It's just that there is no professionalism at all! Brother Thousand Hands, teach him a lesson! ”

"Oh, ridiculous."

Deming's words gently reached Tang San's ears, instantly arousing Tang San's blood pressure.

"Blue Silver Prisoner ......"

"Minghong Intercept!"

Deming appeared above Tang San, and a blood-red sword light interrupted the release of Tang San's soul technique.

"Minghong, Wanxiang, Jiaolong!"

"Boom!"

A blood-red dragon swung out by Deming and bombarded Tang San's body.

The earth-shattering roar sounded, and the arena was instantly covered by the phantom of the dragon.

With a bang, the phantom dispersed, and Deming was the only one left on the arena.

Deming gently smoothed the folds on his clothes, shook his head in the direction of Tang San's disappearance, and said, "It's still so weak." ”

Before the brain-dead fans in the audience could react, Deming's figure had disappeared.

"Brother Thousand Hands defeated?"

"Seems like so."

At this time, the voices of these brainless fans have become a little quieter, after all, this era is an era when the strong are the best.

In a rest cabin, Tang San sat on the ground indignantly.

"Damn! Bastard! How could I be killed in seconds! I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced! Xiao Ming, you forced me! ”

Tang San's chest rose and fell violently, but he was defeated after all, but what he didn't know was that Deming hadn't moved at all.