Live broadcast from all heavens: Immortal Lord Han Li versus God King Tang San

Chapter 18 Tang San’s Failure Punishment

Tang San was completely stunned, "You actually hid your strength!"

However, his movements did not stop while he spoke. Although the surrounding formations trapped him and made him unable to move, Han Li was already within the capture range of the Blue Silver Grass.

Two pieces of blue silver grass twined out from Tang San's hands and arrived in front of Han Li at extremely fast speeds.

The next moment, it directly entangled Han Li. Tang San was overjoyed when he saw this, but Han Li in front of him turned into a beam of energy and disappeared.

The clone of Qingyuan Sword Art, the real Han Li, was not far away from Tang San, pointing a sword towards the sky.

When he first attacked, Han Li had already completed the preparations for the spell. By the time Tang San noticed it, Han Li had already landed his sword.

Great Swordsmanship!
A huge cyan sword fell from the sky, Tang San looked horrified, and huge dust covered the entire venue.

After the attack ended, Han Li did not give up the attack, but continued to cast spells. Several fireballs poured out around him, and the surrounding puppets also attacked together.

The continuous attacks lasted for a full minute.

After the smoke dissipated, Tang San's upper body clothes were completely torn, revealing his strong muscles.

He was holding the Clear Sky Hammer in one hand, but his body had been severely injured, and there was a bone-deep scar on his back.

Facing Han Li's killing move, Tang San blocked it, but he also paid a huge price.

Because Han Li was too cautious, after the first wave of attacks, he attacked several times in succession. Only the subsequent attacks seriously injured Tang San.

Seeing that Tang San was not dead yet, Han Li would not give him any time, and immediately used a new magic weapon, a cone-shaped magic weapon like a claw, which directly rushed towards Tang San and hit the opponent's heart.

Oolong!
Seeing Tang San's heart being pierced, Xiao Wu covered her mouth and tears kept flowing out on Douluo Continent.

And Tang Hao also stared blankly, son, is he dead?

The people of the Haotian Sect looked even more sad. They did not expect that the young master of the Haotian Sect would be defeated so quickly.

The only ones who were happy were the people in Wuhun Hall. Bibi Dong couldn't help but nod when he saw this scene.

Yu Xiaogang, who was at Notting College, also stood up, his eyes in trance. The enemy's strength was too strong, and Tang San's defeat was not unfair.

After piercing Tang San's heart, Han Li did not stop and continued to attack with the golden clam blade.

Many people in other worlds can't bear to watch anymore. People have already been killed, and they still have to whip their corpses back and forth.

However, the immortal cultivators who are mortals cultivating immortals and spreading the world nod very cautiously. After all, for immortal cultivators, various methods are endless. Even if they look dead on the surface, they may not really be dead.

It wasn't until Han Li pierced Tang San's head that Su Yun stood up and said, "The first soul fighting match is over, and the winner is Han Li!"

There was no cheering, just calm.

Han Li did not place a bet on this game. He needed to confirm the strength of the others before placing a bet.

So it didn't matter whether Han Li won or lost this match, but Tang San was so weak that he was a little surprised. He thought he was so strong that he would die without even showing his trump card.

After Su Yun announced the result of the competition, he waved to Tang San's corpse in front of him. The next moment, Tang San, who was originally dead, appeared in front of everyone intact.

At this time, Tang San looked at his body in shock, the death scene just now was still fresh in his memory.

After Ji Fan took a breath, Tang San clenched his fists and looked at Han Li with anger in his eyes.However, Han Li didn't say much. He just looked at Su Yun calmly and said, "During the battle, how do we calculate the items we consume?"

Han Li has some one-time use trump cards in his hand. These are real trump cards. Once used, they will have an impact on his real world, so Han Li wants to ask clearly.

"After the game starts, all your props will be restored to their original state, including the wear and tear on weapons and clothes."

After hearing Su Yun's explanation, Han Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San, on the other hand, was even more unwilling. He still had a large number of hidden weapons in his hand that he had not used. Relying on his Thousand-Handed Shura ability, the hidden weapon attack like a violent storm was enough to kill Han Li in front of him in an instant.

But this guy had too many tricks. This weird formation made it impossible for him to get close. He rushed in rashly and was controlled as expected.

But there is no way to consume the opponent from a long distance. The other party's consumption ability is even more outrageous than one's own.

gas!So angry!
Just when Tang San was about to leave, Su Yun's words made him fall into the ice cave.

"Tang San, the soul fighting warrior, bet on himself to win before the battle begins. This battle has been lost, excluding the people Tang San cherishes."

Su Yun's voice resounded throughout the four worlds, and everyone looked at Tang San in a daze. At the same time, the people in each world who had been crushed also let out a scream.

Some people were deprived of 20 years of life, some lost all their wealth, and there was even a monk in the divine transformation stage who had his cultivation level taken away by a large level and fell to the Nascent Soul realm!
At this moment, everyone in these four worlds understood that the punishment for failing a bet was so terrifying!
Looking at Su Yun, an imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

The main source of income in the Soul Fighting Arena is to extract the value of everyone in the world through betting.

And it's voluntary.

As long as Su Yun ensures that the losers are greater than the winners every time he bets, he will always make a profit in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Punishment will not directly kill some people. Take the life span as an example, young people are often deducted 20 years. For the elderly, it is usually deprived of wealth.

For the dying old man, what is deprived of him is family affection.

These are considered merciless, because for these old people, as long as they can win a game in the next bet, they can gain 20 years of life, or even be rejuvenated.

Compared with their losses, the gains gained are priceless.

As for those who lost four or five times in a row, Su Yun could only say sorry. After all, if you still make bets if you don't have the vision, you will lose everything.

In the world of Douluo Continent, Xiao Wu disappeared out of thin air. Tang Hao looked at himself blankly. Eight soul rings appeared at the same time, but the original ninth 10-year soul ring had disappeared without a trace. .

"No!!! Ah Yin!!!"

Tang Hao let out a miserable scream, and his majestic soul power shocked many people around him.

Many people in the Haotian Sect looked embarrassed.

"The quality of my Clear Sky Hammer has dropped from top quality to trash!"

"I originally had nine levels of innate soul power, but now I only have one level left."

"My Soul Douluo cultivation level! It fell directly to the first-time Soul Saint!"

Such wailing can be seen in every corner of Douluo Continent, and many people regret it.

(End of this chapter)