[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

Silent all night.

The rhythm of the promotion match is much faster than that of the qualifiers. There are no ordinary spectators, and all they want is the result of the match.

After removing those tedious processes and the noise of the audience, it makes it easier for the soul masters to show their strength.

The match between Shrek Academy and Blazing Fire Academy was scheduled for the fifth match. Before the match even started, Tang San and Tang Lingyi felt a wave of blazing gazes.

"It seems she hasn't learned enough lessons." Tang Lingyi curled her lips, tapping her white fingers on the wheelchair with a disinterested expression on her face.

Tang San didn't pay much attention to Huo Wu's "fiery" gaze. Compared to the meaningless arrogance before the game, he was more willing to spend time observing his opponent.

The young man's eyes passed over the angry woman in the distance without any pause, and his expression was indifferent: "You will know when the game starts soon."

A moment later, the second promotion match began.

When Tang San was the first to enter the venue on behalf of Shrek Academy, the team members on the side of Blazing Fire Academy suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

At the end of the team, Huo Wu, who was the last to appear, stood up from his seat. Two balls of anger were simmering in his bright eyes, and he was obviously very angry.

Huo Wushuang stood opposite Tang San, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face.

He originally thought that Xiao Wu, who had won five games in a row yesterday, would still be the first to appear, and he was fully prepared to fight Xiao Wu.

But what appeared in front of him was Tang San, who had left a deep impression on him - this made Huo Wushuang's firm heart appear a crack.

He is obviously a plant-type soul master, but he can easily turn the tide of the battle when faced with [Fire Dance Yaoyang] whose attributes are incompatible.

It had to be said that facing Tang San like this, Huo Wushuang really felt something akin to "fear" in his heart.

Tang San still looked calm.

In other words, this is the case when he faces any opponent.

As the referee announced the start of the game, he made an inviting gesture to Huo Wushuang.

Almost at the same moment, the two completed the process of releasing their martial spirits.

Tang San raised his right hand in front of him, and about five inches of bluesilver grass grew out of his palm and swayed gently.

At the same time, the eyes of countless colleges on the field were focused on the two of them, and almost everyone was quietly looking forward to the start of this battle.

Scales emerged from under the skin, and the blazing flames rose instantly and then extinguished. Huo Wushuang's entire body was covered with a layer of dark red.

The abnormal state of the flame's convergence made Tang San slightly startled. In order to save soul power and teach Huo Wu a lesson... ah no, to establish a greater advantage for his teammates, Tang San made the first move this time.

His body flickered several times, and in the blink of an eye, Tang San had already appeared next to Huo Wushuang.

The first soul ring lit up, Huo Wushuang suddenly clasped his hands in front of his chest, and a palm-sized dark red fireball instantly condensed, and then shot out at the approaching Tang San.

After moving his feet lightly and nimbly dodging Hui Wushuang's first attack, a smile appeared on the corner of Tang San's mouth. Under Huo Wushuang's surprised gaze, the bluesilver grass in his right hand suddenly swelled, and a bluesilver grass as thick as a baby's arm spread to about three meters.

Then, he struck at Huo Wushuang's body.

At the same time, a clump of blue silver grass instantly formed a net from behind, blocking the fireballs.

Along with the violent roar, Tang San finally understood what the abnormal convergence of flames was about.

Explosion versus control?

A hint of appreciation flashed across Tang San's eyes, but the movements of his hands did not slow down.

If he were at the same level, facing Huo Wushuang's flame explosion, Tang San would indeed have to avoid one or two.

But now the opponent is three levels lower than him...

The bluesilver grass in Tang San's hand condensed again, and he decided to let his opponent see the toughness of the bluesilver grass after four baptisms.

Seven strands of blue silver grass shone with purple-red brilliance under the sunlight, descending from the sky like seven long rainbows.

Meeting Huo Wushuang's fists without dodging, Tang San shook his wrists slightly, and when both arms formed a wonderful arc, his body turned to the right.

Huo Wushuang felt his body stagger, and before he could react, he couldn't help but send his body forward.

Immediately afterwards, there was numbness and twitching pain in my back.

The seven blue silver grasses hit the same position every time.

Huo Wushuang's back was a bloody mess, and even if he turned over quickly, he could not resist the toxins on the blue silver grass.

The spikes of the ghost vine cut through the rows of fiery red scales mercilessly, and the increasing amount of blue silver grass spiraled up Huo Wushuang's body.

Layer after layer, with the sound of thrashing and exploding scales, Huo Wushuang was soon bundled into a big cocoon.

The soul power gathered for defense and counterattack suddenly collapsed, and Huo Wushuang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then, the biting pain and the shock caused by the flames made him dazed for a second. When he finally reacted and broke free from the shackles of the blue silver grass, he couldn't wait to jump back to avoid the blue silver grass like a spiritual snake.

Everything - it's too late.

"You lost." Tang San's calm voice came, his gaze faintly scanning Huo Wushuang's astonished expression, "You lacked confidence when facing me. How can a soul master win if he loses confidence? ?”

confidence?

Huo Wushuang was startled and raised his eyes to look at the young man whose eyes had returned to the field again, a flash of realization flashed in his heart.

"……thanks."

"Next one." Tang San nodded, expressing his gratitude.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the next Blazing Team member.

The straightforward and indifferent attitude made Huo Wu, who ran over, burst into anger again.

After that, the other five people from Blazing Academy also came on stage.

However, not only were they defeated by Tang San one after another, but no one had allowed Tang San to release his third soul skill.

One wears six.

The Blazing Academy, which had four players above level 40, was defeated by their opponents.

The onlookers started pointing and making all kinds of sarcastic comments, which made Huo Wu, who was the last one to appear, look heavy on his face.

This is a game about the honor and disgrace of Blazing Fire Academy... Huo Wu gradually calmed down, swayed, and summoned his martial spirit.

She must win this game. Huo Wu looked forward firmly, secretly determined to die.

Tang Lingyi in the stands frowned slightly when he saw this, and slowly closed his two palms together.

——This is an action that means she is nervous.

With much anticipation, this final game begins.

The moment the referee gave the order, Huo Wu moved her legs like an arrow from the string and rushed straight towards Tang San.

Although her speed couldn't be compared to that of an agility-type spirit master, under the influence of her spirit ring and spirit power, as well as her full-speed charge, the distance between her and Tang San was still closing at a very fast speed.

Due to the energy consumption of the previous few games, Tang San chose the latter between taking the initiative to attack and waiting for the enemy.

Three bluesilver grasses surged out.

Sweep!

The target was Huo Wu's waist and legs, and with a sound of "chichi" breaking through the air, he struck mercilessly.

Facing the sweep of Blue Silver Grass, Huo Wu didn't even make a move to dodge. The third soul ring on his body lit up, a purple halo filled the air, and his bright eyes looked particularly enchanting.

Seeing this, an idea flashed in Tang San's mind, and he suddenly understood Huo Wu's attack method.

While keeping the Blue Silver Grass attack method unchanged, Tang San took a big step sideways.

However, Huo Wu's reaction speed was not slow, or in other words, she had expected that Tang San would act like this.

Changing from a straight charge to a diagonal charge, [Resisting the Ring of Fire] caused Tang San to be pushed a large step away, stopping dangerously at the edge of the playing field.

Although Huo Wu's character was indeed criticized, in terms of control, Tang San had to admit that he still had some advantages.

But... if you want him to admit defeat just because of this, Tang San feels that Huo Wu is still too naive.

The young man sighed, and the moment Huo Wu released his [Resist Fire Ring], he jumped up and floated over the fire ring.

But who knows, seeing this scene, Huo Wu showed a sneer on his face.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

The four spirit rings on her body shone simultaneously the moment Tang San jumped up, and the fire shadow behind her also turned incandescent in an instant.

"Huanhuan?" Outside the competition venue, the master who was watching the competition suddenly exclaimed.

Tang Lingyi's eyes instantly sank when she heard this, and there was a "crackling" sound where her hands were held together.

In the field, Tang San did not rest after using the white ball of light on the third soul skill bar. Even though the suppression of the soul power level bought time for [Spider Web Binding], with the constant friction of the cutting blade, Tang San understood that if he didn't find a way to solve this soul-locking skill as soon as possible, he would definitely fall in this arena today.

A row of bluesilver grass rose into the sky, and then there were horizontal bluesilver grasses intertwined into a network. This scene of wrapping the arena into a cocoon made a group of people from Tianshui Academy watching the battle feel very familiar. Shui Bing'er's face darkened, and she lightly Biting Beito tried his best to ignore the exclamations from the side.

The thick bluesilver grass covered up the fighting in the field, and the onlookers could only tell from the faint gaps that the game was still going on.

In the cocoon, after ordering the blue silver grass to block everyone's sight, Tang San let two blue silver grass hit the ground hard and used the reaction force to move his body behind Huo Wu, while using up the last bit of soul in his body. force.

Black light flickered, and in Huo Wu's suddenly shrinking pupils, the corners of Tang San's mouth curled up slightly, and a gorgeous cage locked Huo Wu in place with all his soul power gone.

"It's better to live with what you made yourself."

A cool male voice sounded in the closed space. Tang San smiled and looked at Huo Wu, who was holding the cage tightly with both hands and veins bursting out on his forehead, but there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

Pity...pity Huo Wu, the culprit?

Tang San sneered, a hint of disgust appearing on his face.

Under Huo Wu's eyes, which looked like he was almost cannibalistic, the young man tilted his head slightly and said in an inaudible tone: "You have to hold on, otherwise... it will be in vain."

"Tang San!" Huo Wu heard this and smashed the solid bluesilver grass at hand, feeling a surge of soul power that did not belong to her in her body, and a look of reluctance appeared on her face.

It was true that her white light ball was locked on Tang San, but Tang San cunningly inserted her into the path of the light ball's attack... Huo Wu felt a chill in her heart, and a kind of near-death panic arose in her heart.

The incandescent light behind her became more intense, and she could even feel the pain of her skin being cut open.

Huo Wu stared at the pair of beautiful eyes, unwilling but could only helplessly watch the young man who looked like a white crane leap deftly.

While standing on the edge of the farthest bluesilver grass, he wrapped himself tightly with the bluesilver grass.

"good luck."

After the mocking blessing fell, the white ball of light collided with the black cage.

The extreme contrast erupted into a piercing wail, and incandescent light shot out from the gaps in the bluesilver grass. The people in the audience felt their eyes light up, and the deafening sound rang in their ears.

"Oh!"

"Little San!" "Third Brother!"

"Sister!" "Vice Captain!"

The team members from the two academies couldn't help but want to get closer to the ring, but they were blocked by fragments of blue silver grass flying out like a goddess scattering flowers.

The bluesilver grass locked into a cage spread out in all directions, and slowly disappeared into the ring like dots of stars.

"younger sister!"

Huo Wushuang lost his voice and looked at Huo Wu who was covered in blood and flesh in the field, and could still vaguely see the white bones under the skin. He ran to her side in three steps and picked her up in one breath.

And Shrek Academy was not idle either. Dai Mubai climbed over the railing, stepped onto the ring in a few steps, and was ready to check on Tang San's injuries.

Compared to Huo Wu, whose joints were dislocated and scarred, Tang San, whose clothes were messy and had some scratches, looked much better.

But Dai Mubai, who noticed the mouthful of bright red blood next to Tang San's mouth, didn't dare to be careless. They were also in the ring, and he was only afraid that Tang San had suffered some serious internal injuries.

"Boss Dai." Tang San called in a low voice, secretly giving Dai Mubai a look.

Dai Mubai, who already had experience in the previous battle with Canghui Academy, instantly understood what he meant. He held Tang San in his arms with one hand and called him anxiously, while running away quietly. The other teammates who came over looked worried and made a gesture.

"fine."

The few people who got the message were instantly relieved, and then started crying and shouting more pretentiously than the last one.

That posture... Good guy, no one else can cry so hard.

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"what happened?"

Although she knew Tang San was fine, seeing them crying so sincerely, Tang Lingyi still came to the side worriedly.

"Xiao, Xiao Yi..." Xiao Wu sobbed, calling her name, but said nothing.

"Ling Yi!" Ning Rongrong held her hand and made a comforting appearance: "No, it's okay. Third brother, he is..."

"Alas!" Zhu Zhuqing patted her shoulder and shook his head not to be outdone.

After listening to the words of the three people, Tang Lingyi said: "..."

So what happened to him? !

The reactions of these three people were quite normal, at least they didn't make Tang Lingyi feel disobedient. But the movie kings and actresses next to them were much exaggerated. Looking at them, Tang Lingyi, who was a little worried at first, suddenly stopped worrying:)

Jiangzhu's recovery aura shined desperately, but not much fell on Tang San, just looking bluffing.

While Oscar was changing into a big sausage, he patted Tang San on the shoulder with tears streaming down his face, yelling, "Oh no," crying "Brother, are you okay?", "Brother, why don't you have one?" and so on. words.

The black line on Tang Lingyi's forehead kept sliding across: "..."

Enough is enough, if this continues, your brother will be beaten to death by you even if he is fine, so there is no need for one.

Also, the lady next to you, please stop flashing your scepter. If you flash it again, you will go blind.

After watching these performances, Tang Lingyi thought it was the limit. Only when her eyes fell on Dai Mubai and the others, who were burying their heads in pain, did she realize that she was naive.

Tang Lingyi, who saw through everything: "..."

Do you think that if you bury your head, I won’t be able to tell that you are actually suppressing a smile?

Oh, these drama queens.

The girl showed a noble and cold expression, and expressed her silence that she would never be complicit!

"Is he okay?"

The referee walked onto the field at this time, wanting to see Tang San's condition.

Another protagonist of the game passed out. If Tang San was not in a good condition, the game would probably end in a "draw".

The referee felt a little pity that he was the first to wear seven in this competition!

Tang Lingyi, who caught a glimpse of the referee's expression from the corner of her eye, immediately had his thoughts mixed up. Seeing Tang San's one-piercing seven flying away, the girl's hand on her thigh suddenly tightened, woo woo The ground burst into tears.

"Xiao, Xiaosan. Are you okay? Why are you so pitiful? Why are you so seriously injured just thinking about staying up for a while? This, this is too unlucky."

Tang Lingyi covered her eyes with one hand and choked with sobs, looking very pitiful.

There is no trace of the "standing out from the crowd" look just now.

【Really fragrant jpg】

The referee on the side couldn't help but nodded inwardly after listening to her words, expressing his high approval for her cry.

The rest of the Shreks seemed to be singing in harmony, and their "woo woo" sounds got louder.

Tang San, who really understood her point, was naturally more cooperative. He said "Hmm" at the right time, and the young man lying in Dai Mubai's arms woke up leisurely.

"What, what's wrong? I, did I lose?" The young man's face was pale, and his unfocused eyes seemed to have a natural sense of vulnerability.

The referee looked at his pitiful appearance and felt even more sympathetic.

But looking at Tang San's current state, although it still looked very difficult, it was much better than the other one.

The referee thought about the instructions of those people before the game and lowered his voice: "No, player Tang San, you won. Congratulations, you completed the first one-to-seven in this competition!"

"Yes, really?" Hearing this, Tang San showed a pure and innocent smile, murmured "That's great," and then uncontrollably pretended to have fainted.

When the other people saw this, they shouted to the doctor very cooperatively, and after the medical staff arrived, they anxiously followed them back to the camp.

At this point, the highlight of the second day's promotion match - ends!