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Chapter 39 Formal Challenge

Outside the door, a man hugged two women and walked into the hotel lobby.

The two women dressed up in a gorgeous manner, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, breasts and long legs, and have a medium-class posture. What is most surprising is that their appearance is exactly the same, and they are actually twins.

The man looked smaller than the two women, about 1.8 meters tall, with wide shoulders, handsome and a bit tough, with long golden hair scattered behind his back, and was hammered to a close waist.

The most noticeable thing is his eyes, which were evil eyes. Both eyes actually had eyes with eyes. In the dark blue eyes, the eyes were very cold, which was a kind of coldness from the heart. When the evil light was flashing halfway, his eyes were like an invisible sharp blade.

When Tang San saw this man, his first reaction was that this man was very strong.

After the man walked into the hall, he suddenly saw Xiao Wu sitting on the sofa. A strange light flashed in his eyes and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Walking between Tang San and Lan, the young man chuckled and said, "It's so interesting. You don't think who wins this room belongs to whom, right?"

Hearing the words,

Tang San's face slightly sank and said, "What does it mean?"

The man with two pupils didn't even look at Tang San. Instead, he glanced at Lan and said disapprovingly: "Because I think you don't have the strength. I have to say that from the competition between you two just now, you do have some skills, but in my opinion, you are not qualified to live in this room."

"But I have to say that your girlfriend is a bit stingy and her words are really ugly. This cold boy is probably aroused by the pain in his heart, so he burst out with amazing combat power, right?"

"And you look like a wife-protecting maniac. When your girlfriend is injured, your combat power will be fully increased in an instant."

"It's not bad, I like to compete with such people."

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from behind and walked to the three of them with an anxious look on his face, "You have something to say, don't do it. If you do it again, the hotel will be destroyed."

The man with two pupils snorted coldly, "This is the rule you have changed yourself. If there is only one room left, then speak based on your strength."

The middle-aged man was speechless and he regretted it now.

"Young Master Dai, Young Master Dai, that rule is dead, people live. Now I have broken the rules and given you the remaining room. Can you see if you can?"

A sharp light flashed in Young Master Dai's eyes, "Stop talking nonsense, it's hard to make a square without rules."

After saying that.

Dai Shao glanced at Tang San and Lan, "Are you two going together? Or one by one."

Lan raised his head, and a sharp edge flashed in his cold eyes, and almost instantly turned into a lonely shadow and rushed towards Mr. Dai. The moment this man came in, Lan also felt the aura of this man. His aura was above Tang San, almost the same as him.

Looking at Lan's speed as fast as lightning, Dai Shao suddenly looked dark and he said to himself: "Is this kid still hiding his strength when he fought before?"

Young Master Dai dared not be slow at all. He suddenly raised his right fist and rushed forward, and directly met with a forward rush. His movements were as simple as Lan, without any fancy bells and whistles. The momentum of the two punches soared to the peak under the influence of strength and speed.

Tang San was on the side, and when he saw this scene, his face changed again and again. He found that the two of them had too rich practical experience.

In an instant.

boom!

The two fists collided, and a loud bang broke out, and the ground under their feet cracked, shaking the entire hotel as if it was about to collapse.

The next moment, a white light exploded between the two fists, and Tang San subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes.

At this time, I saw clearly the two of them. Dai Shao rushed forward and suddenly stepped back, and Lan also took two steps back.

Dai Shao looked at the cold boy in front of him with an incredible look on his face. He obviously didn't expect that this boy who looked a few years younger than him could exude such a huge power.

What shocked Dai Shao the most was that when his fist collided with Lan's fist just now, he could clearly feel Lan's fist slashing on his fist like a sharp blade, causing his right hand to burst into pain. When he raised his fist, he clearly saw that there were several cracks on the back of his hand, like the teeth marks of some kind of creature.

Facing this young man, Young Master Dai dared not be careless at all.

Immediately,

He shouted coldly, "White Tiger, possessed!"

A strong white light suddenly burst out from him, his arms stretched to both sides at the same time, his chest was thrusting, and the bones in his body crackled, and the muscles suddenly expanded, supporting the clothes on his body. Each muscle became extremely obvious under the clothes, and even the air around him seemed to be violent.

The blonde hair suddenly turned black and white, and white accounted for the majority. Four faint patterns appeared on the forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, just the same as the patterns on the tiger's head, which was the word "king".

His hands changed the most, twice as big as before. His white hair covered the entire palm, and his fingers bounced, and his sharp claws like daggers poked out from his palm and retracted them.

Each sharp claw looks like a blade, eight inches long, shining with a faint cold light.

The next moment, three shining soul rings slowly rose from his feet, two yellows and one purples, and the soul rings were filled with a domineering aura.

Tang San's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually a soul master, and he also had a thousand-year soul ring.

"Dai Mubai, martial soul: White Tiger, Level 37 Soul Master, please advise." After possessing the martial soul, Dai Mubai reported his martial soul and level and officially launched a challenge.

He challenged not only Lan, but also Tang San.

However, Tang San's goal is very clear, and he must avenge Xiao Wu's punch.

"Lan, I will challenge you again."

Before Dai Mubai could take action, the first ring on Tang San's body suddenly lit up, and blue silver grass from all directions rushed towards Lan. When he first saw Tang San and Lan fight, Dai Mubai initially thought that Tang San's martial soul was just a waste of martial soul.

But when the blue silver grass from all directions surged up, he realized that he was wrong.

However, he knew very well that although Tang San's blue silver grass was a little different, it seemed to be completely restrained by the indifferent boy.

This was the first time he had seen this soul skill that penetrated underground.

It is indeed a headache for the control soul master.

Seeing Tang San rushing out, Dai Mubai simply stood aside first, spread his hands and said, "Since you want to be beaten up, I will continue to watch the show."

At this moment, there was no emotion in Tang San's eyes, it was very deep.

He had no intention of hiding his strength. Looking at Xiao Wu with a pale face, his anger became more and more swelling.

At the moment when the first soul skill was entangled, a purple light flashed in Tang San's eyes, his hands turned milky white, and he quickly raised it on both sides of his waist.

In an instant, dozens of cold light burst out from Tang San's fingers and tweaked each of the key points of Lan.

The harsh sound of breaking the air made Dai Mubai, who was standing next to him, change his face in fright, and his eyes were accompanied by dozens of cold lights.
Chapter completed!
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