Chapter 162 Victory Without Fighting
After expressing his attitude towards Xiao Wu by patting his chest, Tai Long remembered one thing:
With such an explanation, why does it feel as if I have already lost?
At this thought, Tai Long couldn't help but turn dark:
Unlucky, unlucky!
Turning his head to look at Du Cheng, Tai Long decided to let Du Cheng experience the same feeling:
"Boy, don't you rely on your acquaintance with Xiao Wu and others, so you don't admit it after losing?"
"of course not."
Shaking, Du Cheng looked serious:
"The main thing is that I won't lose, so I don't have to think about too many things."
……
As soon as Du Cheng spoke, Tai Long's face turned darker:
Well now, it seems that I am even less confident.
"Whether you will lose or not is not up to you."
With a sneer, Tai Long decided not to talk too much with Du Cheng.
"As a soul master, everything speaks with strength."
His gaze fell on Du Cheng, and Tai Long continued:
"Let's fight directly, and we are not allowed to use any soul tools other than our own strength, what do you think?"
After the words were over, Tai Long cast a provocative look at Du Cheng:
As long as this kid dares to agree, he will definitely beat this guy into a pig's head later.
not lose?
Next, let you taste the taste of losing!
"No problem at all."
Seeing Tai Long's constantly changing face, Du Cheng couldn't help being a little surprised:
Unexpectedly, the Li Zhi Clan has such a unique skill of changing faces. After subduing it, it would be good for him to help him relieve his boredom.
"it is good!"
Little did he know that he had become a pastime in Du Cheng's eyes.
The moment he heard Du Cheng's words, Tai Long let out a loud shout:
"Find a place to sit down first. After this class is over, let's go to the competition table."
As an advanced soul master academy, Lanba Academy certainly has a place for students to compete:
There is a special teacher in charge of the competition platform, which can prevent students from causing too much damage to their opponents by making mistakes during the competition.
From this point, it can be seen that Tai Long really just wanted to defeat Du Cheng, but he didn't have the idea of taking the opportunity to kill him.
"It's unnecessary."
But Du Cheng didn't care about Tai Long's carefulness.
Shaking his head, Du Cheng's eyes fell on Tai Long:
"One last time, are you sure you want to compete with me and admit the bet just now?"
"Of course!"
Patting his chest, Tai Long looked serious:
"I, Tai Long, spit and nail, and I will never say a single false word."
"In that case, let's compete here."
At the end of the words, before Tai Long could react, an extremely terrifying wave of soul power had already emanated from Du Cheng's body.
An ordinary-looking carrot appeared in his hand, with two purple, four black and six soul rings surrounding it.
Du Cheng looked at Tai Long with a smile on his face:
"Come on, let me have a duel between soul masters!"
'Google! '
"I……"
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Du Cheng, Tai Long couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva:
"You, Soul Emperor?"
Tyrone's voice trembled when he spoke:
"how old are you?"
His eyes fell on Du Cheng, and Tai Long only had the last hope left in his heart:
I have long heard that some people are naturally timid, so I guess this guy is probably the same?
"Thirteen."
As for Tai Long's thoughts, Du Cheng could somewhat guess.
"how can that be!"
As soon as Du Cheng's words came out, Tai Long let out a loud roar:
13 years old, soul emperor!
Did your mother start practicing in the womb?
"Why, is there an age limit in our betting contract?"
Glancing at Tai Long, ignoring the other's astonished eyes, Du Cheng said calmly:
"Or...are you going to use this excuse to break the bet?"
As soon as the words came out, Du Cheng's soul power became even stronger:
If this kid dares to play tricks, then don't blame him for being rude.
"I, Tai Long, will never break the bet."
Sensing the suspicious eyes from other students around him, Tai Long couldn't help but blush:
"I'm just... just slightly shocked."
"Since that's the case, then quickly release your martial soul."
Nodding his head, Du Cheng continued:
"I can't wait to have a competition with you."
"no need."
Seeing Du Cheng eager to try, the corners of Tai Long's mouth twitched:
You should be so impatient to beat me up, right?
"This competition, I admit defeat!"
Although Tai Long is very confident in his own strength, he has never been so arrogant even in his dreams to fight against the Soul Emperor as the Soul Lord.
"From today onwards, you are the master of my Tyrone."
Tai Long spit out a word in dejection, with a helpless expression:
Who would have thought that it was obviously just jealousy, but why did he get himself involved?
"You kept your promise."
Seeing that Tai Long didn't play tricks like he imagined, Du Cheng had a slightly better impression of him:
"But the master doesn't need it, you should call me young master in the future."
"Yes, sir."
Nodding his head, Tai Long showed a bit of embarrassment on his face:
"Master, there is something I want to discuss with you."
"tell me the story."
"About the bet, I need to go back and tell the elders at home."
As the young master of the Power Clan, he has become someone else's servant, this kind of thing must not be kept hidden.
After the words were exported, Tai Long quickly added another sentence:
"Young Master, you can rest assured. I just let the elders in my family know about this, and I will never break my promise."
"no problem."
Hearing Tai Long's words, Du Cheng nodded directly:
"Although you are my servant, you also have your own life and freedom."
"Apart from the need to complete the tasks I have given you, you can decide other things by yourself."
"Thank you sir."
Hearing Du Cheng's words, Tai Long nodded quickly:
Judging from the current situation, this young master is still easy to talk to.
In a world where the strong are respected, it is not a shame to be someone else's servant.
In particular, Du Cheng became the Soul Emperor when he was only a teenager, and the possibility of becoming a Titled Douluo in the future is extremely high:
To be a servant of this kind of existence is actually a good thing to some extent.
The only pity is that I am afraid that I am really destined to have nothing to do with Xiao Wu and the others.
"Okay, go back to your seat."
Du Cheng was still in a good mood after accepting a fairly good servant.
After waving to Tai Long, Du Cheng stepped onto the podium:
"Now that the idle business has been dealt with, let's talk about the business."
Looking around, Du Cheng showed a big smile on his face:
"Du Cheng, the level 66 auxiliary soul emperor, at the same time..."