Douluo's God of Death is coming

Xiaodi listened to the familiar interaction between the host and the audience.

The service tenet of non-refundable tickets sounds so familiar!

It looks very much like a certain male group in China.

But Xiao Di is really annoyed, these people are really too noisy!

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu who was ready to launch an attack, Xiao Di also moved.

Xiao Di was going to use his soul skills directly because he simply wanted the people in this soul fighting arena to be quiet.

And he is not afraid of letting go of any strength, after all, he still has a lot of trump cards.

Jiang Xiaoyu had already launched a charge, but Xiao Di still did not move forward, but stayed where he was.

"That kid was fooled, wasn't he?"

"That's right, why aren't you moving!"

"It's over, this isn't a fake match!"

"Nothing to see at all!"

"It would be nice to just admit defeat!"

···

At this time, Xiao Di directly raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. A cute and round skull the size of a basketball instantly appeared on Xiao Di's fingertips, suspended in the air.

The black flames were accompanied by thick black smoke, which looked quite intimidating.

"The first soul skill, Pluto Bullet!"

disease--

With a slight wave of Xiao Di's right index finger, the skull flew out.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu had just rushed to the center of the ring, and at the same time, Xiao Di's first soul skill also reached the middle of the ring.

Looking at the oncoming black fire skull ball, Jiang Xiaoyu originally thought about smashing it with a knife. After all, in his opinion, it was a soul skill generated by a ten-year soul ring. How powerful can it be!

So he was ready to split, and he didn't even plan to use his soul skills, because he felt that his power was still very strong.

"cut--"

But as the black flames got closer and closer, Jiang Xiaoyu felt an extremely hot aura and a soul-stirring power.

But he was already close to the Black Fire Skull, and there was no room for him to dodge. He didn't even have time to use his soul skills, so he had no choice but to slash directly at it.

Everything happens in an instant.

Jiang Xiaoyu swung his knife!

boom--

Soon, he felt the huge power coming from the black fire skull. His first reaction was - this is impossible.

This power! !

But it was too late.

Jiang Xiaoyu's slash only changed the direction of the Black Fire Skull, but he was knocked down and flew out by the powerful force.

The Black Fire Skull that was not directly split was split by Jiang Xiaoyu to the ground in the middle of the ring.

boom--

Black flames!

Thick black smoke!

The small half of the arena was directly broken!

Finally, it was Jiang Xiaoyu who flew directly out of the ring!

Silence, deathly silence~

The audience who had just shouted had no time to sit down, let alone put down their waving arms.

The host holding something similar to a microphone soul guide had no idea what was happening on the stage, because he was just paying attention to the audience and was not in the ring at all.

One of the spectators who had shouted the loudest finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As his throat squirmed, he began to cough violently again.

"Cough, cough, lion, lion king, lion king was seconds, seconds!"

He couldn't believe his eyes, because what just happened was indeed completed in just an instant.

"What happened on stage!"

"That little man won!"

"How did you win? With ten years of soul skills, you defeated the Lion King!!"

···

At this moment, only Xiao Di was left standing quietly on the stage!

The black robe automatically rustled in the absence of wind!

The blood-red patterns on the black iron mask looked particularly eerie. Under the light, it seemed as if there was blood flowing on it.

The host finally reacted from the shock. After all, he is a professional host.

A host still needs to have the on-the-spot reaction ability and qualities that a host should have!

"Congratulations to Hades, the winner of the seventh one-on-one soul battle is our new king, the God of Death. Everyone, come and cheer for him!"

With that said, he walked towards Xiao Di and raised Xiao Di's right hand.

What surprised the host was that Xiao Di's height just reached his chest.

What's even more surprising is Xiao Di's tender little hands with baby fat.

his age!

The host immediately had some conjectures in his mind.

He secretly kept these in mind, after all, this was very unusual. However, the atmosphere on the court at the moment still needs to be mobilized by him.

"Hades!?"

"Pluto——"

"Hades! Hades!"

The old gods pass away and new gods take the throne. In this unpredictable arena, anything can happen.

Xiao Di looked at the damaged arena and couldn't help but think - why did everyone have to forcefully take over his first soul skill! Can't you avoid it?

Xiao Di's first soul skill is very powerful, but it has one shortcoming, that is, it is difficult to hit. There is a trajectory when flying in the air, and the speed is not very fast. With the strength of a great soul master, it is completely within three seconds. You can dodge within a few steps, but there is no one to dodge.

In the past, Yuxiao liked hard-hitting, and later Long Guyuan also liked hard-hitting, and now the undefeated Lion King likes hard-hitting even more.

There are guns in the brain! !

After a burst of cheers, Xiao Di silently returned to the waiting area. After thinking about it, he decided to leave directly. If it was two to two, he could bring someone over next time.

Whether it's Cui Bin or Hou Dazhi, you can come over and give it a try.

Xiaodi went directly off the ring and returned to the backstage!

"Wait, Hades, hello!"

A crisp voice sounded behind Xiao Di. It sounded like a teenage girl, so Xiao Di turned around!

Although he also despised himself, he couldn't help but say to himself - Haha, man!

But the most evil thing is sexual immorality, and the deeds have no regard for the heart.

So Xiaodi felt it was nothing.

He was the one who turned around to see the owner of the voice.

Three steps away from Xiao Di, a beautiful and elegant girl appeared opposite Xiao Di. She had pure black long hair spread to her waist. She had light eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and was lightly painted with powder. She was indeed a delicate girl, with a traditional Chinese look. Beauty.

"Are you calling me!?"

Xiao Di's voice made the girl stunned for a moment, but soon the surprise on the girl's face disappeared!

"I just saw your strength, it's very strong!"

The girl's voice was as clear and melodious as a lark, very pleasant to the ear.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Di's hoarse voice was in sharp contrast to hers.

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first!"

Xiao Di was alone outside and remembered the words of Zhang Wuji's mother - be careful with pretty women!

His persecution paranoia was at work, but he immediately denied it in his heart. After all, he finally saw a very traditional Chinese girl in this other world.

So although Xiaodi said he wanted to leave, he hadn't moved yet. He was waiting for the girl's next step.

"Please wait a moment, I want to ask you a favor!"

The girl paused, as if waiting for Xiao Di's answer.

But Xiao Di is not someone who is blinded by beautiful women. Xue'er is much more beautiful than the girl in front of her.

"First tell me what to do, and then I'll decide whether to help or not!"

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