NOVEL NEXT Douluo: Master of Rage at the Beginning
Chapter 45 You really rely on your mouth to output
Chapter 45 You really rely on your mouth to output
Don't look at me so much, I'm wondering too.
Hua Yuan was almost depressed by her eyes.
Because before that, he didn't know that Lu Fei's Wuhun was Baozi, and he didn't know why Lu Fei couldn't figure it out and went to die.
He couldn't figure it out even more.
Lu Yu actually asked his assistant soul master brother to participate in the soul fight alone, and what he wanted to participate in was death fights and gambling fights.
Are they really brothers?
Although he was speechless, the staff finally registered for Lu Fei.
No way, this is her duty.
Even if Lu Fei really wanted to die, she couldn't refuse.
Leaving the registration office, Hua Yuan took a look at Lu Fei, who looked happy like a fool, and then looked at Lu Yu, "Are you sure he's okay?"
Lu Yu said with a mysterious smile, "You will know when the time comes."
"Okay..."
Seeing that he continued to be confident, Hua Yuan didn't bother to ask any more questions.
Even if something goes wrong, it can't be relied on him.
The real highlight of the Great Soul Arena is the team spirit.
So one-on-one is also called peripheral spirit fighting, which belongs to the first wave, followed by the second team and second spirit fighting, and the finale, team spirit fighting.
Both Lu Yu and Lu Yu were assigned to the third ring in the No.15 division for their first match.
Lu Yu is the second game, and Lu Fei is the third game.
When he came to the fifteenth district, Lu Yu found that there were no spectators in the stands.
But it is also understandable.
There is nothing interesting about one-on-one, let alone a game of soul fighting. Most of the audience went to watch deathmatch and gambling fight.
In comparison, everyone is more willing to watch the bloody battle, because only the adrenaline-soaring battle can let them find the excitement they want.
Why do you come to the Great Soul Arena, isn't it to seek a visual feast?
Of course, part of it is for money.
The first game is over soon.
Under the leadership of the staff, Lu Yu came to the waiting area for admission. He didn't come to the ring from the waiting area until he heard the master of ceremonies' call.
His opponent was a middle-aged man with a fierce face.
Seeing Lu Yu, the other party was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "No... little brat, have you grown all your hair yet? You just came here to fight the soul?"
Lu Yu's face was as usual, and he didn't like him at all.
The verbal confrontation was meaningless, he just wanted to end the battle quickly.
It wasn't until the master of ceremonies announced that both parties could show their martial souls that Lu Yu said flatly, "Jiujue, a soul master of level 24 assault weapon. Martial soul, eight-faced Han sword."
Lu Yu couldn't do anything about the stupid behavior of self-reporting his family. Who made the atmosphere of Douluo Dalu be like this?
After finishing speaking, Lu Yu did not light up his martial soul, but took out the Eight-faced Han sword that was given to Lu Fei from the storage ring.
Soul ring, if you can not expose it, try not to expose it.
This saves a lot of trouble.
Anyway, there is no rule in the Great Spirit Arena that foreign objects cannot be used.
But now that Lu Fei has sword fingers, this eight-faced Han sword is useless at all.
"Stinky boy, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't activate martial arts now, you won't have a chance later." The middle-aged man was a little angry when he saw that he was actually looked down upon by a kid.
Lu Yu said contemptuously: "There's so much nonsense, do you rely on your mouth to fight for souls?"
The middle-aged man looked a little gloomy, but he still said patiently: "Crazy Saber, a soul master with a level 25 assault weapon. Martial Soul, a silver ring sword."
Following Kuang Dao's words, a silver-ringed broadsword nearly two meters long appeared in his hand.
Then, two yellow soul rings rose up.
Sure enough, those who can come to the soul fighting field are not easy people.
The standard best soul ring match.
Seeing that both parties were ready, the master of ceremonies opened his mouth and ordered: "Spirit fighting, start!"
As the word 'beginning' fell, Lu Yu rushed out instantly.
"So fast……"
Kuang Dao's pupils shrank, and when he was about to react, Lu Yu was already close, and the sharp blade was already attached to his neck.
That moment.
Kuang Dao broke out in a cold sweat.
The other party only needs to use a little force, and he's afraid he'll have to burp.
"You really rely on your mouth to output." Lu Yu sneered coldly, and then looked sideways at the master of ceremonies who hadn't recovered yet.
At this time, the master of ceremonies was a little confused.
He presided over so many battles, and the game ended in a second.
It was the first time I encountered it.
"That...Nine absolute victories!" The master of ceremonies didn't know how to announce the result.
Hearing this, Lu Yu withdrew his sword, then turned and left.
It's just the first game of Iron Fight Badge, nothing to be proud of.
In the stands, Hua Yuan was also a little confused.
Is this... the end?
No... The level of their soul power is at least one level higher than yours.
Isn't this a bit too shameless?
If everyone was like Lu Yu, how much money would the Great Soul Arena make?
On the other hand, Lu Fei looked as if everything was expected, turned around and walked towards the waiting area for admission.
Lu Yu left and Lu Fei started.
In the end, there wasn't much of a difference.
Lu Fei also easily dealt with the opponent, which stunned Huayuan again.
What happened to this world?
Forget it, Lu Yu is a battle soul master of the assault department.
But Lu Fei is just an auxiliary soul master.
Are the auxiliary soul masters already this perverted these days?
After the two battles, Lu Yu and Lu Fei led Hua Yuan, who had some doubts about his life, towards the death fight zone in the Ninth Division.
Where will they have their next soul fight.
On the way, Lu Yu instructed: "Xiao Fei, remember, a death fight is no better than a game of chess. Anyone who dares to participate in a death fight is a person with rich experience in actual combat."
"So, you must remember not to keep your hand carelessly. You must go all out from the beginning, and don't give the enemy any chance to breathe."
"Because if you are careless, the other party can kill you. Either you die or the other party dies. In short, only one of you can get out of the ring alive."
"Brother Yu, I remember." When Lu Fei said this, he was still a little nervous, after all, it was the first time.
You want him to hunt and kill soul beasts, and you want him to compete, there is no problem.
But to kill...
If this is not nervous, then there is a ghost.
Not to mention him, even Lu Yu was a little nervous at the moment.
It just didn't show up.
After all, they are outstanding young people who grew up under the red flag.
Where have you experienced this kind of thing?
Coming to the ninth division, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively than that of the fifteenth division.The audience in the stands shouted with red faces, as if those who were fighting in the arena were their relatives and friends.
But above the arena, it was even more intense.
I saw that the two of them were fighting back and forth, and the tricks saw blood.
One by one was beaten to a bloody mess.
But it is this kind of scene that stimulates the minds of the audience in the stands all the time. The dopamine in the body is crazily secreted, and the excitement is unbearable.
Seeing this scene, Lu Fei couldn't help swallowing.
Is it that exciting?
(End of this chapter)
Don't look at me so much, I'm wondering too.
Hua Yuan was almost depressed by her eyes.
Because before that, he didn't know that Lu Fei's Wuhun was Baozi, and he didn't know why Lu Fei couldn't figure it out and went to die.
He couldn't figure it out even more.
Lu Yu actually asked his assistant soul master brother to participate in the soul fight alone, and what he wanted to participate in was death fights and gambling fights.
Are they really brothers?
Although he was speechless, the staff finally registered for Lu Fei.
No way, this is her duty.
Even if Lu Fei really wanted to die, she couldn't refuse.
Leaving the registration office, Hua Yuan took a look at Lu Fei, who looked happy like a fool, and then looked at Lu Yu, "Are you sure he's okay?"
Lu Yu said with a mysterious smile, "You will know when the time comes."
"Okay..."
Seeing that he continued to be confident, Hua Yuan didn't bother to ask any more questions.
Even if something goes wrong, it can't be relied on him.
The real highlight of the Great Soul Arena is the team spirit.
So one-on-one is also called peripheral spirit fighting, which belongs to the first wave, followed by the second team and second spirit fighting, and the finale, team spirit fighting.
Both Lu Yu and Lu Yu were assigned to the third ring in the No.15 division for their first match.
Lu Yu is the second game, and Lu Fei is the third game.
When he came to the fifteenth district, Lu Yu found that there were no spectators in the stands.
But it is also understandable.
There is nothing interesting about one-on-one, let alone a game of soul fighting. Most of the audience went to watch deathmatch and gambling fight.
In comparison, everyone is more willing to watch the bloody battle, because only the adrenaline-soaring battle can let them find the excitement they want.
Why do you come to the Great Soul Arena, isn't it to seek a visual feast?
Of course, part of it is for money.
The first game is over soon.
Under the leadership of the staff, Lu Yu came to the waiting area for admission. He didn't come to the ring from the waiting area until he heard the master of ceremonies' call.
His opponent was a middle-aged man with a fierce face.
Seeing Lu Yu, the other party was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "No... little brat, have you grown all your hair yet? You just came here to fight the soul?"
Lu Yu's face was as usual, and he didn't like him at all.
The verbal confrontation was meaningless, he just wanted to end the battle quickly.
It wasn't until the master of ceremonies announced that both parties could show their martial souls that Lu Yu said flatly, "Jiujue, a soul master of level 24 assault weapon. Martial soul, eight-faced Han sword."
Lu Yu couldn't do anything about the stupid behavior of self-reporting his family. Who made the atmosphere of Douluo Dalu be like this?
After finishing speaking, Lu Yu did not light up his martial soul, but took out the Eight-faced Han sword that was given to Lu Fei from the storage ring.
Soul ring, if you can not expose it, try not to expose it.
This saves a lot of trouble.
Anyway, there is no rule in the Great Spirit Arena that foreign objects cannot be used.
But now that Lu Fei has sword fingers, this eight-faced Han sword is useless at all.
"Stinky boy, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't activate martial arts now, you won't have a chance later." The middle-aged man was a little angry when he saw that he was actually looked down upon by a kid.
Lu Yu said contemptuously: "There's so much nonsense, do you rely on your mouth to fight for souls?"
The middle-aged man looked a little gloomy, but he still said patiently: "Crazy Saber, a soul master with a level 25 assault weapon. Martial Soul, a silver ring sword."
Following Kuang Dao's words, a silver-ringed broadsword nearly two meters long appeared in his hand.
Then, two yellow soul rings rose up.
Sure enough, those who can come to the soul fighting field are not easy people.
The standard best soul ring match.
Seeing that both parties were ready, the master of ceremonies opened his mouth and ordered: "Spirit fighting, start!"
As the word 'beginning' fell, Lu Yu rushed out instantly.
"So fast……"
Kuang Dao's pupils shrank, and when he was about to react, Lu Yu was already close, and the sharp blade was already attached to his neck.
That moment.
Kuang Dao broke out in a cold sweat.
The other party only needs to use a little force, and he's afraid he'll have to burp.
"You really rely on your mouth to output." Lu Yu sneered coldly, and then looked sideways at the master of ceremonies who hadn't recovered yet.
At this time, the master of ceremonies was a little confused.
He presided over so many battles, and the game ended in a second.
It was the first time I encountered it.
"That...Nine absolute victories!" The master of ceremonies didn't know how to announce the result.
Hearing this, Lu Yu withdrew his sword, then turned and left.
It's just the first game of Iron Fight Badge, nothing to be proud of.
In the stands, Hua Yuan was also a little confused.
Is this... the end?
No... The level of their soul power is at least one level higher than yours.
Isn't this a bit too shameless?
If everyone was like Lu Yu, how much money would the Great Soul Arena make?
On the other hand, Lu Fei looked as if everything was expected, turned around and walked towards the waiting area for admission.
Lu Yu left and Lu Fei started.
In the end, there wasn't much of a difference.
Lu Fei also easily dealt with the opponent, which stunned Huayuan again.
What happened to this world?
Forget it, Lu Yu is a battle soul master of the assault department.
But Lu Fei is just an auxiliary soul master.
Are the auxiliary soul masters already this perverted these days?
After the two battles, Lu Yu and Lu Fei led Hua Yuan, who had some doubts about his life, towards the death fight zone in the Ninth Division.
Where will they have their next soul fight.
On the way, Lu Yu instructed: "Xiao Fei, remember, a death fight is no better than a game of chess. Anyone who dares to participate in a death fight is a person with rich experience in actual combat."
"So, you must remember not to keep your hand carelessly. You must go all out from the beginning, and don't give the enemy any chance to breathe."
"Because if you are careless, the other party can kill you. Either you die or the other party dies. In short, only one of you can get out of the ring alive."
"Brother Yu, I remember." When Lu Fei said this, he was still a little nervous, after all, it was the first time.
You want him to hunt and kill soul beasts, and you want him to compete, there is no problem.
But to kill...
If this is not nervous, then there is a ghost.
Not to mention him, even Lu Yu was a little nervous at the moment.
It just didn't show up.
After all, they are outstanding young people who grew up under the red flag.
Where have you experienced this kind of thing?
Coming to the ninth division, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively than that of the fifteenth division.The audience in the stands shouted with red faces, as if those who were fighting in the arena were their relatives and friends.
But above the arena, it was even more intense.
I saw that the two of them were fighting back and forth, and the tricks saw blood.
One by one was beaten to a bloody mess.
But it is this kind of scene that stimulates the minds of the audience in the stands all the time. The dopamine in the body is crazily secreted, and the excitement is unbearable.
Seeing this scene, Lu Fei couldn't help swallowing.
Is it that exciting?
(End of this chapter)
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