Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Ye Qiu was about to speak.

Ning Rongrong, standing behind him, was about to start cursing.

Huo Wu, however, got up first, wiped her mouth, and slipped away.

"Don't worry, I'll remember what you said."

Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu watched this scene.

They were also completely bewildered.

Huo Wushuang's face showed embarrassment.

He chuckled and quickly followed Huo Wu's footsteps.

"Ye Qiu, I believe in you too."

Shui Bing'er glanced at the aggressive Ning Rongrong and the other girls, but said nothing more.

He pulled Xue Wu, whose face was flushed, toward the arena.

"Hmph! That woman... she's really self-aware."

Ning Rongrong pouted, looking at Huo Wu's retreating figure with great displeasure.

next to.

Xiao Wu suddenly hugged Ye Qiu's arm tightly.

"My lord, the Royal Fighting Team has entered the arena..."

Liu Erlong reminded him from the side, frowning as he looked at Tang San and the others on the stage.

Tang San's gaze swept over Xiao Wu and landed on Ye Qiu.

Hatred surged in his eyes...

Not far away, Davis watched this scene with a smile on his lips.

"It seems... someone has put you to the test on my behalf."

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"Kid, something's off about this team. They're radiating a menacing aura..."

Dugu Bo's brows were furrowed at this moment.

Even from this distance, he could already smell the blood.

Ye Qiu activated his Sharingan and stared into Tang San's Purple Demon Eye.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Tang San's purple eyes.

Ye Qiu's expression remained unchanged.

He calmly said, "Something is indeed wrong, and the cultivation level is also incorrect."

In the arena.

Feng Xiaotian now completely believed Ye Qiu's words.

Tang San and his companions didn't look like friendly people at all.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but remind him:

"Fire Dance, let's proceed according to plan. If I show any signs of defeat... you all should leave the arena immediately."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't dare gamble with my future."

Huo Wu nodded slightly.

Together with Shui Bing'er and the others, they stood behind Feng Xiaotian.

The opposing Royal Fighting Team.

The two brothers, Graphite and Millstone, stood at the very front of the line.

Tang San and Yu Tianheng stood in the middle, while Dai Mubai wanted to lean on Tang San.

However, Tang San absolutely refused.

He could only stand on the flanks, along with Ma Hongjun.

Yu Feng stood at the very end.

Osro had no interest in this match that didn't require them to participate, and remained in the audience.

Members of the Royal Fighting Team.

Everyone's eyes had a faint bloodshot hue, cold and violent.

This is also why Feng Xiaotian and his group felt something was amiss.

After the referee announced the start of the match.

All fourteen people on the arena activated their martial spirits.

They all had four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, and were all Soul Masters.

Except for Tang San!

Tang San did not use the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

Instead, it summoned a black hammer that gleamed with blood-red light.

The colors of the spirit rings above...

It made everyone's eyes widen and their mouths gape.

Five black spirit rings in total!

"How can this be?!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Feng Xiaotian and the others also gave bitter smiles, their last bit of relief gone.

"It's the Clear Sky Hammer! That's the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul..."

Everyone present was a Soul Master, and soon someone recognized the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

At the same time, someone remembered...

It was once circulated in Tiandou City.

The fact that the son of Haotian Douluo possesses twin martial souls.

Contact them now.

Tang San's identity is now obvious.

Haotian Douluo... Son of Tang Hao!

Everyone cast pitying glances at the Kamikaze team.

And Tang San's face...

He stared intently at Ye Qiu with a cold smile.

His eyes were only on Ye Qiu and Xiao Wu, who was snuggling up to him.

Looking at Tang San and the others...

Ye Qiu was also filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Apart from Ma Hongjun, the cultivation levels of the others were all above level 45.

Yu Feng also reached level 45.

Tang San, who possesses twin martial souls, has already reached level fifty-eight.

"Ye Qiu, why is that little punk always staring at you?"

Ning Rongrong glared back disapprovingly, but no one paid any attention to her.

"Haha...that's easy."

Ye Qiu smiled, turned his head and pinched Xiao Wu's smooth chin.

"Xiao Qiu~"

Xiao Wu blushed, pursed her red lips, and felt extremely shy.

Her lips pressed against Ye Qiu's.

"Damn it!"

Tang San's face turned completely dark.

He withdrew his gaze.

But the ruthlessness in his eyes grew even stronger.

"Feng Xiaotian, ascend!"

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian and his companions no longer hesitated and were ready to unleash their strongest techniques.

With a sharp shout from Huo Wu.