32: One on Two, Erha Combination! [! ]The soul power fluctuations dissipated, and the two of them took several steps back at the same time.
It seems that it is still difficult to fight against a great soul master who uses amplification soul skills head-on...
"You have great strength. You can beat me even when I used my second soul skill. I recognize you!" The middle-aged man looked at his slightly red fist and said with a serious expression, without any disdain on his face anymore.
"In the realm of soul masters, I would like to call you the strongest!"
"Thank you!"
"But... the fight must continue!" Feng Yao's figure was as swift as the wind, approaching quickly, with each punch and kick full of sharp intent.
After the two men fought for more than ten moves, Feng Yao raised his leg and turned around to sweep back, knocking the middle-aged man back several meters.
"Hoo—Hoo…"
The middle-aged man had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He was slightly hunched over, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he was breathing heavily. His body had also returned to its previous state. It was obvious that it was time to enhance his soul skills.
Ten minutes...
It seems that the century-level amplification soul skills do not last very long.
"It seems that you don't have much soul power left!" Feng Yao stopped and said lightly.
"If you continue to fight, I won't hold back!"
"Why, why do I feel that you seem to be getting stronger and stronger, and the soul power you exude is also getting stronger?" The middle-aged man spoke with reluctance.
Feng Yao had no intention of answering after hearing this.
He would never do such a stupid thing as bragging about his abilities openly!
Feng Yao looked at the middle-aged man through his goggles with calm eyes and said in a calm tone: "Do you still want to continue fighting?"
Oh...
What kind of fight is this? A great soul master like me is actually better than a one-ring soul master in terms of endurance.
It's so embarrassing!
The middle-aged man gave a helpless smile and said slowly: "Referee, I admit defeat..."
It was just a loss, it was not like he had never lost before. If he continued to fight, who knew how strong this guy would become?
Until now, Feng Yao had not used his soul skills, which made the middle-aged man very unbelievable.
But the fact is, he lost to a first-ring soul master who relied solely on his physical strength and did not use any soul skills.
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Even the host was extremely surprised, but his years of hosting had given him a very good attitude. He suppressed his shock, smiled, pointed at Feng Yao and announced loudly: "The game is over, the winner..."
"Mars!"
Many people in the audience were still crying, crying about their miserable lives and about all their wealth being lost in one day.
However, there were also many people who really came to watch the fighting spirit, and they all applauded and cheered.
Amid the cheers and applause, Feng Yao calmly turned around and walked off the stage.
A moment later, at the place where the big fighting spirit arena was being placed, a group of people looked at Feng Yao with envy and jealousy as he held five money bags full of gold soul coins in his hands. The most jealous among them was the fat man who had previously advised Feng Yao to bet on the Barbarian Bull Soul Master.
Feng Yao was also frightened by the people watching him, and he sighed helplessly that gambling was harmful to people...
"Two against two, the strongest team against the Erha team, the strongest team wins!"
Seeing that his odds were two to two, which was also ten to one, Feng Yao decisively put the purse in his hand again in front of the waiter who was responsible for collecting money.
"Well..."
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 took the money as usual without any hesitation.
He knew the inside story, but he knew very well that the fight, which was called two-on-two on the surface, was actually one-on-two!
It was still the fat man. When the fat man saw Feng Yao was about to leave, he quickly grabbed him.
"Uncle, what can I do for you?" Feng Yao's arm was held, and he turned around and asked with a puzzled look.
However, when he met the slightly red eyes of the fat middle-aged man, his body couldn't help but tremble.
It was really red, Feng Yao thought it was even redder than his own eyes.
"Little boy, why do you think the strongest combination will win against the Erha combination?" The fat man forced a very ugly smile on his face and said in a gentle tone.
"The strongest group. The name sounds powerful, right?" Feng Yao spread his hands and lied again.
"…"
The fat middle-aged man raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of madness on his face.
He patted Feng Yao's shoulder, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.
"You are quite right..."
Is this guy crazy because of losing?
Feng Yao still has some impression of this man in front of him. After all, he just met him before the battle. But looking at his clothes, he doesn't look like an ordinary person, right
? But he just lost 500 gold soul coins, and he can't stand it?
"Five thousand gold soul coins, bet them all on the strongest combination!" The fat 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 viciously.
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Feng Yao's mouth curled up. This guy has a future...
Half an hour later.
"This is the ** Fighting Spirit Arena. Nice to see you again. I'm the host of this game, Xiaomei!"
A female soul master dressed in the uniform of the Soul Fighting Arena, with wings spread behind her, flew in the air with a beautiful smile on her face.
Her every frown and smile drove countless audiences crazy.
"Xiao Mei, I love you!"
"Go to hell, how much money do you have to be in love? My father owns five shops in Tiandou City!"
"Get lost too. Five shops mean nothing to me. I am the illegitimate son of Baron Ladi!"
The host smiled and didn't pay attention to the gossips of the people around him. She looked at the fighting arena with her beautiful eyes and said softly, "The next one is a two-on-two battle. The two teams are Erha and the strongest team. Please enter!"
Snap——
Feng Yao walked slowly onto the stage.
On the other side of the fighting arena, two young figures came 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 a strand of white hair on his forehead.
The other had white hair but a strand of black hair on his forehead.
"Brother, it seems that we are looked down upon?" The young man with a strand of white hair on his forehead looked at his eldest brother and said coldly.
"Haha, it's okay. We will teach this arrogant boy a lesson later." The young man who was called the big brother said with ill intentions, with an evil smile on his face.
Seeing that both sides had already entered the ring, the host Xiao Mei flapped her white wings, flew over the field, and said softly:
"You have one minute to release your martial spirits, and the match will automatically begin after one minute!"
"Martial Spirit Possession!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the twin brothers immediately released their martial spirits.
Feng Yao stared ahead and saw the two men whose bodies changed instantly. Hair began to grow on their bodies. They tilted their heads and the corners of their mouths twitched.
There were two brothers. The elder one had black hair on his body and a strand of white hair on his forehead. He looked like a wolf and a dog. The younger brother was the same, except that the color was reversed.
Good guy...