Douluo's first level innate soul power

Chapter 129 Sarath's Sarcasm
Dai Mubai took a step forward without showing any weakness. Although his weight was not enough to cause a shocking effect, his momentum was no less. "Tiandou Team 2, Captain, Dai Mubai. Level 44 Strong Attack System, Battle Soul Sect."

"Both players, salute." the referee shouted loudly.

Led by Dai Mubai and Hu Yanli, a total of fourteen team members from both sides bowed and saluted each other at the same time. The atmosphere in the field became solemn almost instantly.

"The second round of the finals officially begins."

Suddenly, the entire Tiandou Spirit Fighting Arena became dazzling. The audience's cheers also broke out at this moment.

Possessed by the martial spirit, summoned by the weapon spirit.

Instantly, the dazzling halo of the spirit ring filled the air. The seven direct descendants of the Xiangjia Sect standing in front of the Tiandou Second Team simultaneously threw off their shirts to reveal their fat bodies.

Soon, they used the changes on their bodies to tell the audience why they took off their tops.

The originally extremely majestic body swelled again amidst the roar of the martial soul's possessor. Some of the loose fat suddenly became tattooed and turned into exaggerated and terrifying muscles. A layer of dark yellow cuticle appeared on the skin. The surface shines with metallic luster.

What makes them look even more inhuman is that their noses are also extending and lengthening at the same time. At the same time, their upper lips are turned up, and their two fangs are a full foot long.

Seven people raised their right feet at the same time and stomped heavily on the ring.

The loud bang not only attracted the audience's attention, but also made everyone worry whether the competition stage could withstand such violent force.

Among the seven people, the three people in the middle all have four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, while the four people next to them all have three soul rings, two yellow and one purple.

From the opponent's appearance, Tang San discovered that the disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect seemed to be stronger the bigger their bodies were. The strength of each person could be judged from their appearance.

In the VIP seat, Platinum Bishop Salas looked at the meat mountain beside him. Hu Yanzhen nodded to him and said in a deep voice: "Ali is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of my Elephant Armor Sect, and also my eldest grandson. His innate talent is even better than mine. I hope he can become the first Titled Douluo of the Elephant Armor Sect in the future."

Hu Yanzhen did not hide his voice. Not only Salas heard it, but also Emperor Xueye, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong in the first row.

They all knew that some time ago, this old guy had some bad luck and broke through to level 90. Ning Fengzhi found a trace and discovered that Hu Yanzhen and the Spirit Hall had some secret deals.

Emperor Xueye smiled slightly and said: "Sect Master Huyan has such a grandson. It is really worth celebrating!"

Hu Yanzhen laughed loudly, and his voice shook the VIP seats. "Your Majesty, you are too kind. Let's watch Ali's performance. This time, our Xiangjia Sect's goal is to be in the top three in the finals."

Listening to Hu Yanzhen's boasting, several people felt contempt in their hearts. Just looking at those lumps of flesh, he looked like an idiot.

Emperor Xue Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he looked at Ning Fengzhi beside him and asked: "Master Ning, I see you know something about Tang San, why don't you introduce him to me in detail." He also wanted to find some topics to avoid an awkward situation.

Ning Fengzhi smiled knowingly and said, "Your Majesty, I believe you have also read the information of Tiandou Team 2. The six of them were originally from Shrek Academy. Perhaps you have never heard of this name..."

The two of them brought up the same old topic again, as if telling Huyan Zhen, you old boy, just open your eyes and watch how my Tiandou Royal Academy beats you.

"...Tang San, the most outstanding among them, is the only direct disciple of the master."

"Master?" When these two words were mentioned again, Emperor Xue Ye didn't feel anything, but the face of the Platinum Bishop Salas beside him changed drastically.

"It turned out to be this clown. It seems that you have been lucky these years. I don't know if the Pope was blind to pay so much attention to you. Humph!" Saras's face was full of disdain. Yu Xiaogang, that bastard, had robbed an elder's order that should have belonged to him. Because of Bibi Dong, he was shelved and sent to the Tiandou Empire to be a platinum bishop.

Saras looked at the attendant beside him, motioned him to come over, and whispered, "Go, find out everything about Tang San and Yu Xiaogang over the past decade, including everything about them, as well as their relatives and friends around them, one by one, got it?"

"Yes, Your Excellency the Bishop. I understand!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Sarath's little movements, not knowing what he was going to do, and didn't pay much attention.

He just asked, "Bishop Sarath, do you also know the Master?"

Sarath came back to his senses, his face solemn, "Who hasn't heard of the Golden Triangle? Isn't this master known for being invincible in theory? His relationship with our Spirit Hall is extraordinary. I didn't expect that he would end up in the same academy. No wonder, only he could have trained such an outstanding disciple."

Although they were words of praise, they sounded mocking, sarcastic, and resentful when they came out of his mouth.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment. He knew the temper of Platinum Bishop Salas very well. This man was not only stubborn and self-righteous, but also vindictive.

He thought to himself: There is a grudge between these two people, but I don’t know how deep it is. However, looking at his face, it’s probably not shallow.

Emperor Xue Ye smiled and said, "Since both of you admire this master so much, I would like to see his style when I have the chance. Now, let's watch the game."

The seven meat mountains in front of Tang San and his seven companions on the stage did not launch a fierce attack right away like in the previous match.

Instead, seven people stood in a row, their first soul rings shining simultaneously, and they stepped out step by step, calmly.

Under the influence of the first soul ring, the originally dark yellow horniness of these seven mountains of flesh became covered with a layer of crystal color, and each of them seemed to be covered with a layer of enamel.

The bodies of the seven people were so huge that they pressed forward from the center, occupying almost half of the diameter of the entire circular playing field.

Although their pace was slow, with every step forward, their momentum would increase a little bit, which brought great pressure to the seven members of Tiandou Team 2 both physically and mentally.

"retreat!"

(End of this chapter)