Starting from Douluo, the draw of all realms begins

It started to rain lightly in Tiandou City today.

The pattering of humid air still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the residents of Tiandou City. As early as around eight o'clock in the morning, the large soul fighting arena, which could accommodate 10 people, was already full.

Even on the outside of the spirit fighting arena, tall ladders were erected, and countless people peered forward to watch.

There is no other reason.

"Xinghuo, who eliminated the Wuhundian team, will soon fight Hanxing, who eliminated the Xingluo team. Hurry up, have you placed your bet? I think Xinghuo is better."

"Xinghuo's hard power looks really strong, but Hanxing Team feels that they have never shown their full strength. The last time the God of Death and the Netherworld White Tiger fought against the energy wave, they were unscathed. I think he still has a trump card. I can defeat Hanxing."

"Believe me, internal information, Huang Dou is the champion."

Countless spectators were chattering and making noise, and the official handicap of the Elite Soul Master Tournament was completely surrounded.

This is also inevitable.

In previous years, the three major seed teams suppressed everything. Although the game was exciting, the official restricted the betting.

Without the motivation of profit, many nobles and soul masters would just look at it casually and not be so passionate.

But this year is different.

Two teams from small border countries actually eliminated the super seeds known as the strongest Xingluo and the strongest Wuhundian one after another, and met in the semi-finals ahead of schedule!

This kind of match situation is simply rare to see in a century.

If you don't make a bet, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Just like that, amid the enthusiastic shouting and pushing of all the gamblers, it rained non-stop in Tiandou City.

The competition also slowly kicked off.

……

In the Tiandou City Great Soul Fighting Arena, the humid air still carried a bit of the salty smell of rain. With the heads turning, members of the two teams were already sitting quietly on both sides of the candidate seats.

Nervous breathing, rapid heartbeat.

Lin Feng was wearing the black cloak that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He was leaning on Qian Renxue, who had a calm face on his left hand, and was quietly looking at Team Starfire opposite, with purple meaning in his eyes.

Da Ming was as calm as ever. He looked like a thin young man with black hair and black eyes. People couldn't imagine that he was a soul master who could crush the ring with one punch. The strong man Er Ming next to him was groaning and eating. Holding a stick of ice cream, his face was full of enjoyment, completely ignoring the cold weather.

The aura of the two parties didn't look like they were coming to compete at all, but more like spectators.

No, the audience present was ten thousand times more nervous than them.

"Do you remember clearly the tactics I summarized yesterday?"

After staring at Ming for about two or three seconds.

Lin Feng slowly moved his gaze to Qian Renxue beside him, and asked softly in a low voice.

"Ah."

Feeling Lin Feng's warm breath, Qian Renxue couldn't help but twitch her neck, her ears turned slightly red and she said, "Our first goal is to force them to reveal their prototypes. She has already arranged everything. As long as these two beasts dare to show their heads, we will Suppress it with thunderous means."

"Yes."

Lin Feng nodded, but frowned slightly.

There was nothing wrong with Qian Renxue's reply, it could even be said to be perfect, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Bibi Dong valued these two soul beasts and Xiao Wu more than the remaining members of the Haotian Sect.

Most of the forces of Wuhun Palace are deployed outside the arena, including the five Douluo of the Elder Palace, the two elders of Ghost Ju, and all the elites from Anbu Soul Dou and above, just waiting for these two beasts to show their prototypes.

Logically speaking, everything should be fine by now, without any disturbance.

But Lin Feng's heart still couldn't let go.

He couldn't sleep last night, thinking about Xing Luo's purpose of deliberately changing the signatures.

After thinking about it, the only explanation is out of revenge.

But is there a single explanation?

Lin Feng's university teacher on Earth in his previous life once said something to him:

When you feel that there is only one explanation for something, that explanation is either the truth or a reason that has been made up by someone.

Compared to the truth, Lin Feng prefers - this is the reason spun by the Star Luo Empire to cover up a certain purpose.

"Be careful Xingluo."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng gently squeezed Qian Renxue's little hand and reminded him in a low voice.

He couldn't think of any deeper purpose of the other party, but the only thing they could do was to be more thoughtful.

Qian Renxue was startled at first. She felt the cold sweat oozing out of Lin Feng's palms with her delicate palms. She couldn't help but feel nervous and nodded.

Even Lin Feng was sweating nervously.

It seems that this incident is not as easy to solve as imagined.

The rain was pouring, hitting the fragile hearts of every audience member.

The clock in the center of the Great Soul Fighting Arena finally reached the "nine" position.

Nine o'clock is the time when the personal battle begins.

Boom!

A dull sound broke the silence of the drizzle. As the pointer moved accurately to nine o'clock, the soul-stirring sound of the amplified soul guide came from the sky above the Great Soul Fighting Field.

"Dear viewers and students, without further ado, let's use the craziest roars and the warmest cheers to invite today's two protagonists!"

The host changed his usual appetizing tone and said simply.

The audience suddenly heard cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and the momentum soaring to the sky seemed to make even the rain tremble slightly.

"The Cold Star Team is invincible, destroying the divine light and annihilating all things!"

On the left side of the auditorium, a large red banner was pulled out, with words of encouragement compiled overnight for the Hanxing team written on it. Although it was simple and straightforward, it could show the attitude of the supporters.

About [-]% of the audience stood on the side of Hanxing Academy. Most of the audience did not like the wild and wild atmosphere of Team Starfire and chose to stay away from them.

"Starfire! Invincible! Crush! Must win!"

In the corner on the right side of the auditorium, a small group of Tiandou City residents, most of whom were soul masters, who extremely worshiped power, frantically shouted cheering slogans for Team Starfire, their voices heartbreaking.

Although not as neatly as the Hanxing supporters, people can feel the power of it.

Those who support Team Spark are those who absolutely worship power.

They thought Team Starfire could easily defeat even the strongest Wuhundian Team, and dealing with Hanxing would be a piece of cake.

In fact, the support rate in the audience and the betting rate of the opening spinach are completely opposite.

On the surface, the audience favored Hanxing Academy, but in their hearts they were impressed by the strength of Team Starfire.

So when it comes to spinach of vital interest.

Team Starfire’s bet was three times higher than Team Hanxing’s!

human heart.

Lin Feng looked at the voices in the field that were almost overwhelmingly supportive of him. With a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, he took Qian Renxue's little hand and walked towards the ring as always.

Opposite him, Er Ming carried an unshakable majestic aura. He chewed ferociously on a large bucket of smoothie in his hand, and slowly stepped forward. The ground trembled as he moved.

The final battle finally begins!