Chapter 32 1 versus 2, 2 haha combination! [Please read, please vote
The fluctuations in soul power dissipated, and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time.
It seems that fighting a great soul master who uses amplified soul skills head-on is still too much...
"You are so strong. You can fight like this with me who used the second soul skill. I approve of you!" The middle-aged man looked at his slightly red fist and said with a very solemn expression. The previous expression on his face was no longer there. Any look of disdain.
"In the realm of soul masters, I would like to call you the strongest!"
"Thank you!"
"But... the battle still needs to continue!" Feng Yao's figure was as fast as the wind, approaching quickly, and his punches and legs were full of sharpness.
After the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, Feng Yao raised his leg and turned around to sweep back, knocking the middle-aged man back several meters.
"Hu-hu..."
The middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, he was slightly hunched over, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting heavily. His body also returned to its previous appearance. It was obviously time for the amplified soul skill.
Ten minutes...
It seems that the century-level amplifying soul skills do not last very long.
"It seems that you don't have much soul power anymore!" Feng Yao stopped and said calmly.
"If you continue to fight, I won't hold back anymore!"
"Why, why do I feel that you are getting stronger and stronger, and the soul power aura exuding is also getting stronger?" The middle-aged man said with unwillingness.
Feng Yao had no intention of answering when he heard this.
He would not do such a stupid thing by stating his abilities openly!
Feng Yao's calm eyes looked at the middle-aged man through his goggles, and said calmly: "Do you want to continue fighting?"
Ah……
What the hell, a great soul master like myself could outlast even a first-level soul master.
How embarrassing!
The middle-aged man gave a helpless smile and said slowly: "Referee, I admit defeat..."
It's just a loss, and it's not like he has lost before. If he continues to fight, who knows how strong this kid in front of him will become?
Until now, Feng Yao has not used any soul skills, which makes the middle-aged man very unbelievable.
But the fact is that he lost to a first-level soul master who only relied on his physical skills and did not use any soul skills.
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the whole place was in an uproar.
Even the host was extremely surprised, but many years of hosting work made him feel very good. He suppressed the shock in his heart. With a smile on his face, the host pointed at Feng Yao and announced loudly: "The game is over, the winner... "
"Mars!"
Many people in the audience were still immersed in crying, crying that their lives were miserable, and that all their wealth had been wiped out in one fell swoop.
However, there were also many people who really came to watch the fighting spirit, and they clapped and cheered.
Amidst the cheers and applause, Feng Yao calmly turned around and walked towards the audience.
A moment later, at the place where the big soul fighting arena was betting, a group of people looked at Feng Yao with envy and jealousy as he held five money bags filled with gold soul coins in his hands. The most jealous one among them was the one from before. A fat man who persuaded Feng Yao to suppress the Manniu Soul Master.
Feng Yao was also shocked by the crowd, and helplessly sighed secretly that gambling harms people...
"Two versus two, the strongest combination versus the two-ha combination, the strongest wins!"
Seeing that his odds were two to two, which was also ten to one, Feng Yao decisively placed the money bag in his hand in front of the waiter responsible for collecting money.
"Uh……"
The waiter looked at Feng Yao in surprise. Originally he was very envious of Feng Yao, but now there was a hint of pity in his eyes.
But he still collected the money as usual without any hesitation.
He knew the inside story, but he knew very well that what was called a two-on-two fight was actually one-on-two!
It was the same fat man. When the fat man saw Feng Yao was about to leave, he quickly grabbed him.
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Feng Yao's arm was pulled, and he turned around and asked with a puzzled expression.
But when he met the fat middle-aged man's slightly red eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble.
It was really red, Feng Yao thought it was redder than his own eyes.
"Kid, why do you think the strongest combination will win against the Erha combination?" The obese man forced a very ugly smile on his face and said in a gentle tone.
"The strongest group, the name sounds very powerful, okay?" Feng Yao spread his hands and lied again.
"..."
The corners of the fat middle-aged man's mouth were raised, with a hint of madness on his face.
He patted Feng Yao on the shoulder and raised the corners of his mouth crazily.
"you are right……"
Is this guy losing his mind?
Feng Yao still had some impressions of the person in front of him. After all, he had just met him before the battle, but looking at his appearance, he didn't look like an ordinary person, right?
But you just lost five hundred gold soul coins, now you can’t stand it?
"Five thousand gold soul coins, give me all my money on the strongest combination!" The obese middle-aged man decided to go all out and gamble on his fate. He threw a gold card in front of the waiter and said fiercely.
The corner of Feng Yao's mouth raised. This guy has a future...
After half an hour.
"This is the Soul Fighting Stage. We meet again. I am the host of this game, Xiaomei!"
A female soul master wearing the standard clothes of the fighting arena, flying in the air with wings spread out on her back, with a beautiful smile on her face.
With every frown and smile, countless viewers went crazy.
"Xiao Mei, I love you!"
"Screw you, how much money do you have to be able to fall in love? My father owns five shops in Tiandou City!"
"Get out of here, five shops are nothing, I'm the illegitimate son of the baron you bought!"
The host was smiling and didn't care about the gossips of the people around him. He looked at the Soul Fighting Stage with his beautiful eyes and said softly: "What follows is a two-on-two battle between the Erha combination and the strongest one." Combination, please come in from both sides!”
Pa Ta——
Feng Yao's figure slowly came onto the stage.
On the other side of the soul-fighting stage, two young figures walked over. They looked similar and were obviously twins.
Although the two look similar, their differences are also very special.
One of them had black hair, but there was a strand of white hair on his forehead.
The other man had white hair, but a strand of black hair on his forehead.
"Brother, we seem to be looked down upon, don't we?" The young man with a strand of white hair on his forehead looked at his elder brother and said coldly.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. We will teach this arrogant boy a lesson later." The young man known as the eldest brother said with evil intentions with an evil smile on his lips.
Seeing that both sides of the battle had already entered the ring, the host Xiaomei flapped her white wings, flew over the field, and whispered:
"You have one minute to release your martial spirit, and the middle and last game will automatically begin!"
"Possessed by a martial spirit!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the two twin brothers immediately released their martial spirits.
Feng Yao stared forward, and his body changed instantly. The two men began to grow hair on their bodies, their heads tilted, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
I saw only two brothers. The elder brother had black hair on his body and a streak of white hair on his forehead. He looked like a wolf and a dog. The younger brother was the same, but the color was reversed.
Good guy...
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