Douluo: Capturing the Goddess from Bibi Dong

Chapter 72 The internal stereotyped player, Yan's operation

On the ring, Xiong Da's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he had escaped from the range surrounded by Situ Han's Su Tianjian.

This swift speed not only shocked the hearts of those present, but also made Situ Han feel a little bit surprised.

Situ Han moved his hands very fast, his toes touched the ground suddenly, and his body rushed out at a speed that was not timid at all. The unparalleled sword in his hand was shining with crystal blue light, and it had become more than ten times larger in the blink of an eye.

A gust of wind blew up, making it clear that Situ Han had used a unique move.

The sound of piercing wind whistled in his ears, Xiong Da realized that it was inevitable and impossible to avoid, flames ignited on his body, the black flames completely gathered in his right palm, and all the soul power was gathered in this move among.

"The flames of the netherworld, burn everything!"

It is Xiong Da's strongest move to use up all the strength in his whole body with one palm.

After one move, a light flashed on Xiong Da's body, and his seventh younger brother appeared beside him. Both of them were powerlessly half-kneeling on the ground, their faces pale, obviously exhausted.

After fighting to this extent, they no longer wished extravagantly for victory, but only wanted to kill Situ Han to avenge their brother.

Black fire balls flew out, and the arena made of pig iron was somewhat dyed red by the flames, making it clear how high the temperature of the flames was.

Situ Leng laughed, and his body speed suddenly doubled. At this moment, the huge sword in his hand swelled more than ten times, turning into a sword that lifted the sky.

In the unbelievable eyes of everyone, especially Xiong Da's unbelievable eyes, the moment the giant sword collided with the black fireball, a light flashed on the blade, and the black flame seemed to be intimidated by the giant sword , was pierced by the giant sword in an instant, the flame split into two, and shot out in all directions.

Even the black flame, whose power has been weakened several times, still burned two deep pits on the ring.

With a puff, the crystal blue giant sword penetrated the bodies of Xiong Da and Xiong Qi, reaping their lives.

"how is this possible?"

Xiong Da died without understanding why his strongest blow was so unbearable?

Situ coldly smiled, and didn't want Xiong Da to understand.

With a flash of blue light, the long sword in his hand shrank back to its original shape, and turned to leave.

The inner alchemy that devoured the nine-headed blazing sun snake, ordinary flames did not pose any threat to him, and the devouring ability of the martial soul can absorb most of the energy body and transform it into his own power.

Xiong Da reversed two mistakes at once, it's hard for him not to die!
The victory was decided, and Qian Daoliu also announced the victory of Situ Han's team at this time, and let Yan's team play to challenge the Title Douluo for 1 minute.

After watching several battles, especially the battle between the Black Bears and Situ Han, Qian Daoliu felt a little suspicious of himself.

When did these students in Wuhundian become so fierce?Hunzong always shows him a martial soul fusion skill from time to time. This kind of qualification is ten thousand times stronger than Yan, the default candidate!

Being in a high position, Qian Daoliu naturally did not understand the desire of the lower class for the Pope.

Obtaining the position of pope is equivalent to directly obtaining hundreds of billions in the modern world, which is equivalent to becoming the emperor of a big country in ancient times.

People say that the college entrance examination will change your destiny, and your salary will increase from [-] to [-], [-], [-]. This is less attractive to people and lacks motivation.

The battle for the position of pope is real money, and whoever is stronger will get a huge fortune.

Every contestant who participated in this competition is cultivating desperately. Except for the basic needs of life such as eating and sleeping, they spend all the rest of their time practicing. That's why there are so many strong players.

Moreover, some people may not like money, some people may not like power, but few people like neither.

The throne of the pope has a fatal attraction for the vast majority of people in the entire continent. Who would want to be the third emperor of the Douluo Continent.

The emergence of a group of mountain practitioners is also the second reason why so many talents can be shown in this competition.

The long-term retreat and healing have made Qian Daoliu's news stagnant, and he lacks understanding of the current situation of Wuhun City, which is still at the primitive stage.

Although this competition gave him a new candidate, Situ Han.

Qian Daoliu was satisfied with Situ Han's appearance and aptitude, but when he saw the three girls beside Situ Han, Qian Daoliu's face turned dark.

He didn't want such a playful person to be his grandson-in-law.

Therefore, it can only be a mistake to the end, and still put the heavy treasure on Yan's body.

After Situ Han left the arena, the fiery red-haired Yan led his team members onto the ring, and the titled Douluo he needed to fight against was the Second Priest of the Shrine Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The corners of Yan's mouth raised slightly, with a confident smile, he knew as early as yesterday that this was just a formality, Grandpa Qian Daoliu had already arranged everything for him.

Grinning, he bowed to Golden Crocodile Douluo, and then signaled to his teammates to let them display the formation he had set up.

Fighting against Title Douluo has a very strong attraction for the young soul masters under the ring, these soul masters who have just grown up.

After all, there are only thirty or fifty Title Douluo in the entire continent, and they have never seen a battle at the Title Douluo level.

All held their breath, quietly looking forward to a wonderful battle for one minute.

Under Yan's signal, the six team members released their martial souls one after another, and surrounded Golden Crocodile Douluo in six directions.

"What does this mean?" Many people were confused.

However, this operation naturally cannot escape the eyes of some smart viewers.

"I don't see it yet. Divide my team into seven. If His Majesty the Title Douluo wants to defeat this team, he must launch seven attacks. Each attack only takes a few seconds. As long as there is a slight delay One click, and they won."

Under the wise man's explanation, all the people around him immediately understood Yan's thoughts, and they all stared intently.

In the Douluo Continent, the strong are respected, and such a wretched way of fighting will naturally not be respected by others.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also gave three wry smiles in his heart, Qian Daoliu, this old guy, is really old and dizzy, he doesn't choose so many geniuses in the whole Wuhun City, he has to choose a son Ge Yan who can't be supported by mud, isn't that Push Xiaoxue into the fire pit?
However, since the old guy has something to ask for himself, he can't refute the old guy's face.

He sighed three more times, and with the igniting of a timing incense, Golden Crocodile Douluo moved. His figure seemed to be strolling in a leisurely manner, but he was as fast as lightning, and he had already defeated one of Yan's teammates in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)