Douluo: Martial Soul Double Fist, my wrist pierces the world

Chapter 29 29. You go undercover

"It's me, you want to cause trouble? Why don't you go on stage and have a show? You can do it alone or in a group. If you dare to come, go on. If you don't dare to come, just get out."

Seti's words caused these people to fall into silence.

Without him, I wouldn’t dare.

Fighting with Seti is simply making yourself unhappy.

Yesterday's tragedy was still vivid in everyone's mind. None of their so-called Monster Academy students were Seti's enemies. They would definitely fight, but definitely not now. After they became stronger, they would definitely fight. Will find his place again.

Everyone thought so.

Seeing that these guys were silent, Seti didn't bother to pay attention to them and walked straight towards his playing field.

After a period of waiting, the audience could not wait. The other people's soul fighting competition was really too boring. They were all having fun. Only Seti, only his simple and crude way just now. And it was the decisive and gorgeous KO of his opponents that brought them a refreshing feeling to the audience.

So when Seti stepped onto the Soul Fighting Stage again, the surrounding audience who had seen Seti's last match couldn't help but shout the title of Seti in unison.

"A powerful arm! A powerful arm! A powerful arm!..."

Some people are born and destined to be the king of a certain field, just like Seti, who combines the template of a wrist hero, is the king of the arena. As long as he appears on the stage, he will definitely become the most dazzling presence in the entire arena.

"This guy... is so popular, it's really abominable."

Listening to the hysterical carnival, Ma Hongjun couldn't stand it anymore. Even Dai Mubai, who had been struggling in this spirit fighting arena for so long, felt a little unhappy. Why was Seti so angry just after he arrived?Are all those idiots sitting in the audience sharks?

"Okay, don't be jealous of him here. If you have time, you might as well take a good look at how he fights. If you want to be popular, just outperform him, right?"

"Rongrong, you made it easy, but except for my brother, everyone here seems to be..."

"Little dance."

Hearing his good sister compliment him like this, Tang San felt quite happy in his heart, but this method of stepping on a few and praising one was really not good, mainly because the person being stepped on was present, and they still had to take their face into consideration. , so Tang San immediately interrupted Xiao Wu's next words, and then changed the subject: "Let's watch that guy's game first. We can take this opportunity to get to know him better, and maybe we can find his weaknesses and flaws. In the future, If we fight again, it will be easier."

After saying this, everyone said nothing more and looked at Seti's side with concentration.

In the second game, Seti faced a level 35 Beast Martial Soul War Soul Lord. Perhaps the staff made this arrangement out of consideration for the frequency and excitement of the battle.

It's just that they didn't accurately judge Seti's true strength. Facing Dai Mubai, a soul master with level 37 soul power and a powerful white tiger spirit, he was able to beat him up, let alone this level 35 soul master. The ordinary beast's martial soul is the soul master.

After being introduced by the host, Seti found out that the other party's martial spirit was a black bear. He was also very strong and a very good punching bag.

However, after this strong man glanced at Seti, he started talking to him in a familiar manner.

"I watched your last game."

"So?" Seti asked doubtfully.

"That Stinger guy is a tough opponent. The poison in his martial spirit is very powerful."

"Then what?" Seti started to get a little irritated.

What is Zhiba talking about?Inexplicable, is there something wrong with your brain?

However, the strong man was still talking and had no intention of stopping.

Seti glanced at the host helplessly, and the host seemed to understand what he meant, and immediately announced the start of the game.

Wuhun double fists!Possessed!

Bow people's prestige!

The golden stream of light covered his fists, which was extremely dazzling. Seti rushed forward without saying a word. In two breaths, he directly crossed the distance of more than ten meters from the opponent and came to the strong man.

Left hook!

Right hook!

Seti knocked the strong man to the ground with two punches, and the surrounding sounds suddenly stopped. The staged growth task progress was also completed, and the accumulated soul power level was full.

"Wha...what's going on? Is it fake? It's fair to say that the attack-type Stinger was defeated by one punch. This guy is a durable beast spirit. How come he was knocked unconscious by two punches? Is this fake? Sai! I protest!"

After silence, such a sound came from the audience. The host frowned and was about to speak, but Seti pointed to the place where the sound came from.

"You're going to be on horseback. If you don't accept it, come down and have a fight with me. If you don't dare to come down, just close your buttocks. Don't let me come up and blow your head off."

"You, vulgar person, I don't care about you."

The man blushed and frowned, saying something harsh, and then left with his tail between his legs dejectedly.

After this man left, cheers rang out again, and the area around the Soul Fighting Stage was filled with voices shouting Seti's name, while Seti got off the Soul Fighting Stage and returned to his resting place.

"Brother! So fierce!" Huang Junshi started licking directly.

"What the hell, I can hit a hundred of this kind of thing." Seti sat down on the sofa boldly, picked up a bottle of water and poured a few sips into his mouth, and then said: "Where's the money? ?How much did you win?”

Huang Junshi took out the gold card from his pocket and said excitedly:

"Now we have more than 1 gold soul coins. I don't know why your odds haven't been adjusted. They are still five times."

"If it's not adjusted, it's fine. Anyway, it's not our fault."

As soon as Seti took the card handed over by Huang Junshi, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Wanhao, my master is here to invite you."

"Who? The boss here?"

The person outside the door did not deny it.

"I know, just wait."

Seti glanced at Huang Junshi and ordered: "Play the second game today, and the rest of the time is up to you. I'm going to get the soul ring after I'm done here. You can go to the Wuhun Hall first. The undercover agent waits for me to come over. When the time comes, the two of us will take down the Wuhun Palace, and I will be the pope and give you the entire elders to play with."

"Big brother."

Huang Junshi's face darkened, thinking to himself, brother, how dare you think about it, but just as he shouted, he was interrupted by Seti's slap on the shoulder.

"Okay, let's go. Be careful and don't get caught by those valuables again. I'll come find you when you do well in Wuhun Hall."

After saying that, Seti strode out of the room, leaving Huang Junshi sitting in the room with a lifeless expression.

After following the guy who led the way for a long time, Seti walked into a luxuriously decorated private room.

As soon as he glanced at it, he saw a middle-aged man with a kind face and a kind smile. The man was gorgeously dressed and looked like a nobleman, which was more in line with the status of the boss.

"Are you looking for me?" Seti didn't care about this guy, and sat down on the sofa opposite the middle-aged man, crossing his legs and asked.

The middle-aged man looked at Seti for a few seconds and then said with a smile: "Mr. Zhihao is quite happy. He doesn't feel at all restrained when meeting someone like me."

"Restricted? I'm not here to box with you to be your servant. I can come and leave when I want. What's there to be restricted about? Is it possible that I am inferior to others when I go to the soul fighting stage?"

"No, no, Mr. Zhihao was joking. Tian invited you here today to discuss some matters." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and smiled, like a smiling tiger. Although his expression was gentle, it gave people a chill. .

"Say." Seti didn't care, leaning on the back of the sofa carelessly, finding a comfortable position and waiting for the middle-aged man to speak.

(End of this chapter)