Chapter 167: Emperor Fighting Team VS Mad God Clan, Begin! (1)
Hearing the voice, Su Mo and Qin Ming couldn't help but immediately frown and looked back.
I saw behind him, a young man dressed in a gorgeous costume, with a handsome face, but with a pale face, black eye sockets, and an overindulgent gentleman, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at Su Mo and Qin Ming beside the young man with a sneering face, and a man dressed as a servant, also with a mocking face.
This made Su Mo a little speechless. He knew that he had won by crushing the Emperor Dou team in the betting area, and was seen by so many people, and now in the audience, it was normal to meet a few of them.
But it's just a bet, is it necessary to be so sarcastic?
"Do you think the Mad God Squad is going to win?" Regarding the ridicule of the young man, Su Mo didn't argue anything, let alone do anything, this was the audience, but just said lightly and asked rhetorically.
The tone was bland, but there seemed to be a hint of disdain and contempt. With this tone, the young man who listened to it couldn't help but suddenly have green tendons on his forehead, and the complacency in his heart, which was originally like a joke, instantly turned into annoyance and anger.
Because all along, his eldest brother, who was always praised by his father, always looked at him with disdain and contempt, as if he was looking at a fool!
"How could the Mad God Clans lose! This Emperor Fighting Team has only one Soul King, and its cultivation is only fifty-three, but all the members of the Mad God Fighting Team are above fifty-five, and the Emperor Fighting Team wins the first place! Looking at Su Mo, the gentleman suddenly said coldly.
"If that's what you think, how about we make a bet?" Finding that the gentleman actually thought so, Su Mo's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but say lightly.
"Bet? How to bet! The gentleman snorted disdainfully.
"Just bet on whose team wins, if the mad god team you pressed wins, then I can directly give you a million gold soul coins."
"But if the Emperor Dou team that I pressed wins, then I don't want you to give me one million gold soul coins."
As long as you are at that time, in the betting area of the hall, shout three times: "Those who bet on the mad god team to win are all big fools, all brain-dead, and all waste!" "Okay, what do you think?"
"One million gold soul coins, this is what you said, if you dare to repay the debt, then don't blame me for being unkind!!" Hearing Su Mo's bet, the gentleman's eyes suddenly showed a strong look of greed, and he directly closed the folding fan in his hand, slapped it on his hand, and gave Su Mo a threat.
He didn't think about losing the bet at all, on the one hand, he thought it was impossible, and on the other hand, he thought that it was a big deal to pay the bill.
In case this Emperor Fighting Team really wins. I don't know how many people who bet on the Mad God Sentai have lost so much that they don't even have pants to wear, if he shouts like this, even if someone will beat Yoneda out!
A person who is angry, especially a soul master who is angry, doesn't care who he is at that time. He wouldn't be so stupid!
Anyway, he had never seen Su Mo and Qin Ming in front of him, and they shouldn't be the natives of their Sunset City, let alone someone with status, it is estimated that they are a stupid person with a lot of money.
He's just defaulting, what can these two guys do? …… In the central arena, under the sweet explanation of the host Wei Li, the teams on both sides boarded the fighting spirit platform one after another, and then stood on both sides.
", or carry out martial soul possession."
"After a minute, when I announce the official start of the fight, you can start the battle, and the battle can not end until one side admits defeat and all the personnel of one side lose their combat ability or leave the field!" After both the Emperor Fighting Team and the Mad God Fighting Team boarded the Fighting Soul Platform, Wei Li in the air suddenly raised the amplified soul guide in her hand and said aloud in a sweet voice.
Hearing Wei Li's words, both sides of the Emperor Dou Clan and the Mad God Clan suddenly summoned their respective martial souls, or entered the state of martial soul possession.
For a while, I saw bursts of colorful light constantly bursting out from the various players on both sides.
Then, after summoning the martial spirit, or performing the martial soul possession, various soul ring configurations also rose from everyone's feet at the same time, surrounding their bodies.
"Mad God Sentai Clan! Mad God Sentai !! "When I saw the side of the Emperor Dou Clan, although they were all the best soul ring configurations, there was only Dai Lingxuan as a soul king, and Dugu Yan as a soul sect, and the rest were only soul venerables.
On the contrary, on the side of the Mad God Clan, they are all soul king-level soul ring configurations of the five soul rings. This difference in strength is simply too clear at a glance!
This made almost most of the audience in the audience can't help but start cheering and shouting the name of the Mad God Team in a frenzy and frantically, hoping that the Mad God Team can bring them a very impactful visual feast tonight.
"See, how ridiculous your thoughts are, the Mad God Clan is what people want!"
"What Emperor Dou Clan, in the Soul Venerable District, they may indeed have good strength, but in the Soul King District, they are simply like they are here to die, and the final winner will definitely only be the Mad God Clan!" In the frenzied cheers and shouts like mountains and seas, the gentlemen behind Su Mo and Qin Ming couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts, and immediately continued to mock Su Mo and Qin Ming.
"What do people want? But there is another sentence, which you may not know, that is, the truth will always be in the hands of a small number of people, keep watching, the results should be revealed soon, and then it will be clear who wins and who loses! Regarding the ridicule of the gentleman's disciple, Su Qimo still just said lightly, as if he was not angry.
Of course, there is no need for him to be angry, this gentleman likes to talk about it now. But when he waited for the promise to be fulfilled, he would have to cry.
Faced with a bet that you think you can win 100% of the time. I don't know how many soul masters have even put their own coffins into it.
If they lose at that time, the mood of these people can be imagined, and they are afraid that they will want to die.
And at that time, this gentleman fired a map cannon in the hall, scolding the people who bet on the Mad God Clan's big fools, brains and waste, and it is estimated that they will be beaten to death by a group of people!
In addition, after he returned, he was ready to let him experience his inner nightmare like an avalanche again.
That's the best punishment for it! Damn it!! And found that Su Mo was still calm, as if he was in his chest, and the gentleman was simply annoyed.
What he wanted to see was Su Mo's ugly face, and he wanted Su Mo to feel pain and regret, why did this guy think so confidently that this Emperor Dou team would definitely win!
"Fight, begin!!" Just when the gentleman was angry in his heart, on the fighting spirit stage, the host Wei Li finally announced the start of the battle.
For a while, I saw that the mad god clan that had already completed the possession of the martial soul couldn't help but suddenly rush out with an unstoppable momentum in a loud shout, and rushed straight to the direction of the Emperor Dou clan.
"It's coming!" Seeing the mad god team rushing towards him, Yu Tianheng, who was standing at the front, couldn't help but let out a loud shout, and then looked at Dugu Yan.
"Goose, it's time to start!"
"Okay, everyone in front of you hurry up and get out of the way!" Hearing Yu Tianheng's words, Dugu Yan also suddenly burst out loud.
Immediately afterwards, everyone standing in front of Dugu Yan, including Yu Tianheng, Graphite, Graphite, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Lingxuan, suddenly retreated quickly.
At the same time, Dugu Yan stepped forward quickly, and when he finally crossed the retreating crowd, he suddenly shouted again and launched his soul technique.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Petrified Poison!"