Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

"Not bad!" Feng Yao nodded calmly.

Well, this guy is either crazy or a fool!

The waiter secretly complained in his heart, but also started to move his hands.

"Uh……"

"May I ask your companion..."

"I'm participating in a two-person soul fight alone!" Feng Yao said calmly, not feeling anything wrong.

"Okay..." The waiter was speechless and continued: "The name of your duo..."

The Grand Soul Fighting Arena did not stipulate that one person could not participate in a two-person soul fight, so the waiter had no reason to refuse.

"Just call, the strongest!" Feng Yao said two words decisively,

After a while, after leaving another ten gold soul coins as the registration fee, Feng Yao walked towards the waiting room with a brand new iron fighting soul badge.

Looking at Feng Yao's leaving figure, the beautiful waitress felt that her eyes had been really opened today.

There was still some time before the opening time, so Feng Yao took off his arms and came to the place where the bet was placed in his true self.

After spending some time, Feng Yao found his name.

After discovering that his bet turned out to be ten to one, he directly put all his current net worth, which was also Yu Xiaogang's net worth, one hundred gold soul coins, into the bet.

The gamblers on the side burst out laughing when they saw this.

A fat middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes smiled at Feng Yao while playing with a round jade stone in his hand: "Kid, if you want to bet, you can't bet on newcomers, right?"

"This guy nicknamed God of War has zero battle record. Not only has he never heard of the martial soul of Super Lock, but he also challenged the great soul master with the strength of a 19th-level soul master. At first glance, he is a newcomer from out of town, and he is still an unknown person. The sky is the limit, the arrogant and arrogant clown, you will definitely lose if you try to suppress him."

"Listen to me, I have to be a fighting spirit master who has an awesome spirit to overpower this guy who has won three games in a row!"

Hearing this, Feng Yao scratched his head and smiled slightly awkwardly: "Thanks for reminding me, but I still want to follow my own ideas!"

"After all, this person's name makes you think he's awesome at first sight!"

"Whatever you want!" Seeing this, the middle-aged man said nonchalantly.

Anyway, he just mentioned it casually. If the little brat doesn't listen to the advice, he won't take care of it.

After losing so much money, this kid will have a hard time going home.

"I'll give you five hundred gold soul coins!"

Feng Yao looked at the middle-aged man with a strange expression and left.

Noticing Feng Yao's eyes, the middle-aged man panicked for no reason.

"Should... you won't lose, right?"

……

"This is the first soul fighting stage. The next soul fighting is with a well-known player who has won three consecutive victories, the twenty-sixth level great soul master, Man Niu!"

"And his opponent is a newcomer. Not only that, this newcomer also used his level 19 soul power to challenge our Manniu player!"

On the hosting stage, the host held a microphone and announced the contestant information for this game under the gaze of everyone.

After the words fell, there was a bit of silence the whole time.

Some of these viewers had doubts on their faces, some smiled, and some were sarcastic and disdainful.

But Feng Yao didn't care about the looks from the audience. Under the instructions of the referee, Feng Yao and his opponent walked onto the ring from the steps on both sides of the Soul Fighting Stage at the same time.

Looking at the muscular middle-aged man in front of him, who was two meters tall, Feng Yao began to gear up.

"Little Douding, are you arrogant?" A sneer appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and he looked at Feng Yao with disdain in his eyes.

"How dare you challenge me, a great soul master, beyond your level? You really don't know how to live or die!"

"I just came to fight, just to improve myself in the battle." Feng Yao took a stance and said calmly.

"I didn't mean to look down on you, please forgive me!"

The lights on the Soul Fighting Stage shone faintly on Feng Yao, making his armor shine brightly. Feng Yao also exuded an extremely extraordinary aura.

"It seems that our players are all ready, so... please both sides release their martial spirits, and the game begins!"

Seeing that both sides were already confronting each other, the referee did not hesitate and gave the order directly.

After hearing the referee's announcement, Feng Yao stepped on the ground and rushed forward with great speed, "Yeah!"

The middle-aged man, who was originally extremely relaxed, had just released his martial spirit and looked like a bull. Just when he was about to say a few sarcastic words, he suddenly felt that the little guy in front of him had a drastic change in his temperament, giving people a feeling of chilling. His heart tightened and his eyes condensed.

"The first soul skill - Horned Ox Attack!"

I saw two yellow soul rings appearing on the soles of the middle-aged man's soul master. Suddenly, the first yellow soul ring flickered. And when the middle-aged man's martial soul was possessed, a sharp force suddenly came from the two horns on his head. Sharp feeling.

The middle-aged man's feet hit the ground with a deafening sound, and then the middle-aged man moved towards Feng Yao's attack direction at a very fast speed and killed him.

Looking at the oncoming horned bull, Feng Yao concentrated his soul power on the soles of his feet, and exploded in an instant, suddenly jumping into the air midway.

The middle-aged man was originally lowering his head slightly, but when he noticed Feng Yao's movements from the corner of his eyes, he looked startled. Before he could react, Feng Yao did a somersault in the air, and his hands accurately grasped the middle-aged man's waist. He pressed his arms against the horns, and after landing, he threw the middle-aged man's body out directly under the horrified gaze of the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Feng Yao took advantage of the victory and pursued him. He flashed his figure and killed the middle-aged man.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man had also been in the spirit fighting arena for some time and had rich fighting experience. When Feng Yao came, he forcibly stabilized his body before falling and used his second spirit skill.

"The second soul skill—Tianniu Transformation!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and Feng Yao saw that the already burly body of the middle-aged man had grown again, and the muscles on his body had also become like lumps.

Amplifying soul skills!

Seeing this, Feng Yao couldn't help but feel a fighting spirit in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were full of joy.

I have been waiting for this battle for a year!

"Born to fight, fight to the death!"

"excuse me!"

Feng Yao also shouted loudly, and a burst of fighting energy suddenly erupted around his body, and white soul power appeared on the surface of Feng Yao's body.

Hearing Feng Yao's shout, even the middle-aged man opposite Feng Yao felt fighting spirit stirring in his heart.

"It's interesting!" The middle-aged man grinned.

The figures of both sides moved at the same time, and the battle was about to break out.

boom!

The fists of the two collided together, and a powerful wave of soul power instantly erupted. This wave of fluctuations spread around like ripples, shaking the surrounding air to violent fluctuations.

"it is good!"

The audience in the auditorium cheered when they saw that the real hand-to-hand combat finally began.

Among them was a middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes and with a relatively plump body. His eyes were full of expectation. He stared at the middle-aged man on the stage and was still mumbling something about how he must win.