Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry-Chapter 172 Blacklisted? A surprise attack!

He had barely shown his face and hadn't even registered for the competition yet.

When he was approached by the director of the Soul Arena.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuge, I am the director of this Soul Arena, you can call me Director Nangong."

Director Nangong politely handed over a gold card.

"Here are 1 million gold soul coins as compensation for the problems you are about to face."

"Our Soul Arena has a new rule that because the Elite Tournament is approaching, the Soul Arena will not accept any current students from any academy recently."

"But we can help you arrange training matches with other academies."

"So, I'm very sorry, you cannot participate in soul battles."

Zhuge Lan blinked.

He was blacklisted.

That's right.

The last time he caused such a ruckus in the Soto Soul Arena, they didn't pursue the matter, also because of Chen Xin's reputation.

A few days ago, he shone brightly outside the city, reminding them.

There would definitely be arrangements.

Zhuge Lan was a decent person and didn't argue with the director.

He took the gold card, turned around, and left.

"Mental Domain · Simulation!"

He transformed into Tang San's appearance after he came of age and made a surprise return.

Accept money and do nothing?

He had no moral bottom line and no sense of contract.

He registered multiple new identities and signed up for multiple soul battles.

All in one go.

The disguise routine could only be used once or twice.

He didn't plan to waste the opportunity to use the Strongest Appraisal Technique in this small Soul Arena.

First, he would achieve eye-popping results and enter the largest central Soul Arena.

Then, he would make a big splash!

You thought blacklisting me would be the end of it?

I'll give you a big surprise!

"Please, contestant 'Your Old Father' be prepared, your match is next."

The naming style was similar to the blacklisted "Your Dad Again".

But because of the Soto Soul Arena incident, it caused a lot of noise.

There were no shortage of imitators and pranksters joining in the fun.

It didn't attract the Soul Arena's attention.

Entering through the contestant passage, Zhuge Lan stood quietly.

The opponent was a chatterbox.

"Pretty boy, do you think soul battles are a game?"

"I've twisted the necks of more than a dozen people who were as ignorant as you!"

"You will be the seventeenth!"

His expression was ferocious, trying to intimidate Zhuge Lan.

Zhuge Lan registered for a deathmatch.

And the premise of a deathmatch is a life-or-death battle.

— Before entering the central Soul Arena, he was going to see some blood.

"The match begins!"

The referee gave an order.

The burly man summoned his fox spirit and prepared to test the waters with his first soul ring.

"Swish — —"

A cold light flashed, hovering behind the burly man.

It was a handsome red flying sword.

The burly man's movements froze, and his spirit disappeared.

A blood line appeared on his neck, and his head fell smoothly to the ground.

His body didn't lose its strength and collapse until this moment.

Shu Mountain Sword Art · Sword Control!

The most basic sword art.

Paired with the Shu Mountain standard flying sword exchanged for 1 million emotion points — sharp as mud, specializing in breaking body-protecting spirit energy!

It countered the soul masters of the Douluo Continent.

— Without a protective soul weapon, the neck of a Titled Douluo is only a little harder than that of a Soul Grandmaster.

He reached out and flicked the blade of the flying sword, making a crisp sword sound.

No blood dripped, good review.

Of course.

The Shu Mountain standard flying sword couldn't be so handsome, Zhuge Lan spent 1 emotion point to modify its appearance himself.

And named it Remnant Blood.

— Even if it's only for transitional use, it must be handsome enough!

Zhuge Lan glanced around.

The shock of the one-hit kill stunned them for a short time.

The referee was the first to react.

Announcing: "Congratulations to contestant 'Your Old Father' for defeating contestant 'Moon Fox'!"

Then — —

"Oh! ! !"

"Strong!"

"So fast!"

"It was over before I could see it clearly?"

The long-lost roar made Zhuge Lan enjoy it.

Looking at the rapidly rising balance, he felt even more cheerful.

He hadn't been out of the arena for long.

"Please, team 'Old Man Bloodlust' be prepared, your match is next."

It was a team battle.

Zhuge Lan appeared alone.

Making the seven opponents very annoyed.

"Kid! Young and ignorant!"

"We are a full Soul Ancestor team, why are you fighting seven of us?"

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

Zhuge Lan smiled without saying a word.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the words fell.

Zhuge Lan pinched the sword art, still a common sword control technique.

Remnant Blood shot out, drawing a beautiful arc.

The seven people who were clamoring just now froze like the burly man, and the spirits behind them disappeared.

Heads rolled.

Zhuge Lan flicked the blade.

A relaxed voice rang out in the silent Soul Arena — —

"If you're not arrogant, how can you be called young?"

He turned and left gracefully.

Until he disappeared into the contestant passage, the referee woke up and announced.

Then the cheers resounded throughout the Soul Arena, causing the ground in the contestant passage to vibrate slightly.

Showing how excited they were.

1V7 at the same level.

It was not uncommon in the talent-rich Heaven Dou Capital.

But no one could do it so decisively with a one-hit kill!

If Zhuge Lan hadn't lied about his level.

This young man with a sword spirit was definitely not simple!

Because of this.

Before Zhuge Lan's third match started, he saw Director Nangong.

"Hello, contestant, you can call me Director Nangong."

Director Nangong said neither humble nor arrogant — —

"We need to re-evaluate your level."

"If there is no problem, the Soul Arena will invite you to the central Soul Arena as compensation."

"I believe that the opponents there will make you fight seriously, right?"

Zhuge Lan didn't waste any words, raised his hand, and placed it on the crystal ball.

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The result was naturally unnecessary to say.

— As long as it costs 1 emotion point, how many levels you want is a matter of words.

Then.

Director Nangong, who had just asked him to leave, enthusiastically led the way to the central Soul Arena.

And pulled out the contestant list, letting Zhuge Lan choose his opponent at will.

Zhuge Lan glanced at it.

All were ruthless characters at level 49, with an average of 30 consecutive wins or more.

— This was a deathmatch with consecutive wins.

Interesting.

Zhuge Lan looked at Director Nangong.

Did he really trust his strength?

Or was he going to use him to set up a game?

Forget it.

Anyway, he was here to farm emotion points.

Zhuge Lan didn't bother to choose and pointed to the contestant "Bear Monarch".

— What level are you, daring to use the same title as the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear?

"Are you sure?"

Director Nangong frowned and reminded him — —

"This Bear Monarch's methods are extremely cruel, each opponent is dismembered little by little, unable to even commit suicide, and can only watch themselves bleed to death."

"Why don't you change to another one?"

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