Chapter 121 A Familiar and Unfamiliar Opponent
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Jian Fei De Tan Chi Xiong
Chapter 121 A Familiar and Unfamiliar Opponent
"Hey, everyone, have you heard? It is said that the talented young soul master 'Gaotie' who was born three years ago, but has not been heard from since then, seems to have returned."
In the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, a middle-aged man approached several of his friends and couldn't help but whispered.
"Well! Old Wu, where did you get the news?"
"Hey, what's so strange about this. This matter has already been spread by those people in Tiandou Great Soul Arena."
Another man standing next to that old Wu pointed to the crowds of people coming and going in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, which was twice as large as before, and said with disdain: "Look, these are all people who heard the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting. Come and see the 'Glutton' fighting spirit after the news is released."
"Fuck! Old Wang, since you already knew it, you didn't tell us, you are too mean."
The man named Lao Wu, after hearing Lao Wang's words, his head was covered with black lines and his face was embarrassed.
"Cut, that's up to me. Three years ago, the 'Glutton' was amazing, not to mention a one-on-one victory. Grandma's, she got the Golden Soul Fighter in less than a month, she's a monster."
"Anyway, if you know the news and don't tell it, it's not interesting enough."
"Well, since you said so, you and your wife will come to my house tonight, and I'll treat you to a meal."
Old Wu heard what Old Wang said, and said, "This can be..."
……
"Is this news true?"
In the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, among the VIP seats.
A refined middle-aged man looked at a man kneeling on one knee in front of him and asked aloud.
"Inquire many times, it must be true."
"is it?"
After hearing the man's conviction in front of him, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a bit of thoughtful light, and then he waved to the man kneeling on one knee and said, "You should step back for now."
"Yes."
As the man retreated, the door of the VIP seat opened silently, and a person walked in from the outside.
"Sovereign, we should go back."
It was an old man with a haggard face, with shriveled muscles and skin, and sunken eye sockets, like a skeleton.
The few white hairs on the head were scattered on the scalp, as ugly as it could be, and the whole person revealed a strangeness.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Uncle Gu, let's watch the next one-on-one soul fighting."
"Huh? Sovereign..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man said lightly, "For the next one-on-one, our personnel have been confirmed, and one of them is 'Glutton'."
"Ok!"
The old man's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Fengzhi, you are talking about the 'Glutton' three years ago."
"Exactly."
Hearing this, the old man sat down next to the middle-aged man angrily, "I want to see what kind of guy this kid is! He can actually abduct my beloved little princess."
……
in the box.
Xuan Mo was looking at the opponent's information in his hand, "Level 49, Sensitive Attack Department, Battle Soul Sect, Wuhun is unknown."
"Hehe, it's quite mysterious."
Xuan Mo was talking, but when his eyes were on the opponent's name, his pupils froze slightly.
"Ballot Ryder, it turned out to be him."
While Xuan Mo was muttering, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and memories of the past also came to mind.
"How could he be in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena?"
When Xuan Mo was still in the Junior Soul Master Academy of the Barak Kingdom, he had heard of the strength of this senior who was five years older than him. It could be said that he was both familiar and strange.
However, Xuan Mo remembered the evaluation of Barot Ryder by everyone in the academy, "The blood shadow surrounds the body, scattered and indestructible. It is very strange." His martial soul, except for the teacher at that time, no student knew about it. .
"Extremely weird martial soul, Barot Ryder, come and let me see the true face of your martial soul."
Xuan Mo put down the materials in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes to adjust his state, so as to meet the next soul fighting.
……
After a stick of incense, the announcement from the loudspeaker suddenly sounded.
"The next battle, Taotie vs. Ballot Ryder, players who hear the broadcast, please get ready."
"Oh, is it my turn?"
After Xuan Mo opened his eyes, he got up and walked out of the box.
When Xuan Mo walked in along the aisle of the Great Soul Arena, on the other side of the Great Soul Arena, Baluotled, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, also walked up.
"I don't think I need to introduce it. All the audience here know the record of this 'Glutton' player. Three years ago, he won every battle in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena and became famous all at once. It's a pity that he disappeared later. Now, he is back!"
"Taotie!"
"Taotie!"
The host's voice and performance were very exaggerated, directly highlighting Xuan Mo's strength, which attracted many audiences to cheer continuously.
After all, more than half of the audience in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena came for the title of "Glutton".
"The opponent of the 'Glutton' contestant is Ballot Ryder who participated in the soul fight on the first day today. Let's wait and see!" Optimistic about Ballot Ryder.
However, those who support Xuanmo naturally also support Ballot Ryder, and some of them are infatuated with Ballot Ryder because of his seductive handsomeness...
at the same time.
In the VIP seats.
It was still the elegant middle-aged man and the haggard old man, who were listening to the reports from the people below.
"What is the identity of that Ballot Ryder?"
"According to the investigation, Ballot Ryder is an aristocrat of the Barack Kingdom and the eldest son of the Barot family. For some unknown reason, he had a conflict with the family relationship, which made him temporarily leave the Advanced Soul Master Academy of the Barack Kingdom and travel alone. .”
"Balak Kingdom, recently walked very close to Wuhundian..."
The middle-aged man fumbled for the teacup in his hand, and after muttering, he asked, "Then what is the cultivation level and age of this Ballot Ryder?"
The man kneeling on one knee did not hesitate, and said directly: "His cultivation is already level 49, and his age is only one month away, and he will be 20 years old."
"Oh!"
The eyes of the middle-aged man brightened slightly, and he put down his teacup, "Such an achievement is not inferior to the three golden generations of Wuhun Temple. I never expected to meet such a genius."
"The suzerain has taken a fancy to that blood-robed boy."
At this time, after the old man waved his hand to let the man go down, he looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"good."
The middle-aged man didn't deny it, "This Barot Ryder, without accident, can become a Titled Douluo within 30 years."
"But those are the nobles of the Barak Kingdom, and you also said that the Barak Kingdom has recently gotten very close to the Spirit Hall."
"How do you know if you don't try? Besides, I'm not trying to win over their family, I'm just trying to win over a young man like Ballot Ryder." Facing the old man's words, the middle-aged man just waved his hand, and then set his eyes on Xuan Xuan. Ink body.
"Of course, the ultimate goal is still that kid."
"Humph!"
(End of this chapter)
"Hey, everyone, have you heard? It is said that the talented young soul master 'Gaotie' who was born three years ago, but has not been heard from since then, seems to have returned."
In the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, a middle-aged man approached several of his friends and couldn't help but whispered.
"Well! Old Wu, where did you get the news?"
"Hey, what's so strange about this. This matter has already been spread by those people in Tiandou Great Soul Arena."
Another man standing next to that old Wu pointed to the crowds of people coming and going in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, which was twice as large as before, and said with disdain: "Look, these are all people who heard the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting. Come and see the 'Glutton' fighting spirit after the news is released."
"Fuck! Old Wang, since you already knew it, you didn't tell us, you are too mean."
The man named Lao Wu, after hearing Lao Wang's words, his head was covered with black lines and his face was embarrassed.
"Cut, that's up to me. Three years ago, the 'Glutton' was amazing, not to mention a one-on-one victory. Grandma's, she got the Golden Soul Fighter in less than a month, she's a monster."
"Anyway, if you know the news and don't tell it, it's not interesting enough."
"Well, since you said so, you and your wife will come to my house tonight, and I'll treat you to a meal."
Old Wu heard what Old Wang said, and said, "This can be..."
……
"Is this news true?"
In the Tiandou Great Soul Arena, among the VIP seats.
A refined middle-aged man looked at a man kneeling on one knee in front of him and asked aloud.
"Inquire many times, it must be true."
"is it?"
After hearing the man's conviction in front of him, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a bit of thoughtful light, and then he waved to the man kneeling on one knee and said, "You should step back for now."
"Yes."
As the man retreated, the door of the VIP seat opened silently, and a person walked in from the outside.
"Sovereign, we should go back."
It was an old man with a haggard face, with shriveled muscles and skin, and sunken eye sockets, like a skeleton.
The few white hairs on the head were scattered on the scalp, as ugly as it could be, and the whole person revealed a strangeness.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Uncle Gu, let's watch the next one-on-one soul fighting."
"Huh? Sovereign..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man said lightly, "For the next one-on-one, our personnel have been confirmed, and one of them is 'Glutton'."
"Ok!"
The old man's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Fengzhi, you are talking about the 'Glutton' three years ago."
"Exactly."
Hearing this, the old man sat down next to the middle-aged man angrily, "I want to see what kind of guy this kid is! He can actually abduct my beloved little princess."
……
in the box.
Xuan Mo was looking at the opponent's information in his hand, "Level 49, Sensitive Attack Department, Battle Soul Sect, Wuhun is unknown."
"Hehe, it's quite mysterious."
Xuan Mo was talking, but when his eyes were on the opponent's name, his pupils froze slightly.
"Ballot Ryder, it turned out to be him."
While Xuan Mo was muttering, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and memories of the past also came to mind.
"How could he be in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena?"
When Xuan Mo was still in the Junior Soul Master Academy of the Barak Kingdom, he had heard of the strength of this senior who was five years older than him. It could be said that he was both familiar and strange.
However, Xuan Mo remembered the evaluation of Barot Ryder by everyone in the academy, "The blood shadow surrounds the body, scattered and indestructible. It is very strange." His martial soul, except for the teacher at that time, no student knew about it. .
"Extremely weird martial soul, Barot Ryder, come and let me see the true face of your martial soul."
Xuan Mo put down the materials in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes to adjust his state, so as to meet the next soul fighting.
……
After a stick of incense, the announcement from the loudspeaker suddenly sounded.
"The next battle, Taotie vs. Ballot Ryder, players who hear the broadcast, please get ready."
"Oh, is it my turn?"
After Xuan Mo opened his eyes, he got up and walked out of the box.
When Xuan Mo walked in along the aisle of the Great Soul Arena, on the other side of the Great Soul Arena, Baluotled, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, also walked up.
"I don't think I need to introduce it. All the audience here know the record of this 'Glutton' player. Three years ago, he won every battle in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena and became famous all at once. It's a pity that he disappeared later. Now, he is back!"
"Taotie!"
"Taotie!"
The host's voice and performance were very exaggerated, directly highlighting Xuan Mo's strength, which attracted many audiences to cheer continuously.
After all, more than half of the audience in the Tiandou Great Soul Arena came for the title of "Glutton".
"The opponent of the 'Glutton' contestant is Ballot Ryder who participated in the soul fight on the first day today. Let's wait and see!" Optimistic about Ballot Ryder.
However, those who support Xuanmo naturally also support Ballot Ryder, and some of them are infatuated with Ballot Ryder because of his seductive handsomeness...
at the same time.
In the VIP seats.
It was still the elegant middle-aged man and the haggard old man, who were listening to the reports from the people below.
"What is the identity of that Ballot Ryder?"
"According to the investigation, Ballot Ryder is an aristocrat of the Barack Kingdom and the eldest son of the Barot family. For some unknown reason, he had a conflict with the family relationship, which made him temporarily leave the Advanced Soul Master Academy of the Barack Kingdom and travel alone. .”
"Balak Kingdom, recently walked very close to Wuhundian..."
The middle-aged man fumbled for the teacup in his hand, and after muttering, he asked, "Then what is the cultivation level and age of this Ballot Ryder?"
The man kneeling on one knee did not hesitate, and said directly: "His cultivation is already level 49, and his age is only one month away, and he will be 20 years old."
"Oh!"
The eyes of the middle-aged man brightened slightly, and he put down his teacup, "Such an achievement is not inferior to the three golden generations of Wuhun Temple. I never expected to meet such a genius."
"The suzerain has taken a fancy to that blood-robed boy."
At this time, after the old man waved his hand to let the man go down, he looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"good."
The middle-aged man didn't deny it, "This Barot Ryder, without accident, can become a Titled Douluo within 30 years."
"But those are the nobles of the Barak Kingdom, and you also said that the Barak Kingdom has recently gotten very close to the Spirit Hall."
"How do you know if you don't try? Besides, I'm not trying to win over their family, I'm just trying to win over a young man like Ballot Ryder." Facing the old man's words, the middle-aged man just waved his hand, and then set his eyes on Xuan Xuan. Ink body.
"Of course, the ultimate goal is still that kid."
"Humph!"
(End of this chapter)
