Double Tang Dynasty

"Brother Lu Ren, it's okay." Tang San asked Tang Luren, who was silent beside him.

"It's okay." Tang Luren nodded. This is really nothing to him. Tang Sect's trivial accomplishment is a must. If you can't make it even this way, I'm afraid it will be a waste of learning.

"Would you like, I'll help with a massage." Tang San suggested. Although he knew that Tang Luren was better than him, he just cared unconsciously.

"No, let me help you." Tang Luren could see that Tang San's light skill in the world was in the fight, and when he was on the way, his light skill was undoubtedly easy to use.

Ma Hongjun can't stand it anymore: "Wow, what are you two doing? It's not good to push around. Why don't you help me."

Tang Luren passed with a slash.

Tang San said very seriously, "Wow, I heard that toxins can help invigorate the blood. Do you want to try Eight Spider Lance Massage."

Ma Hongjun immediately pleased to pretend to act: "I was wrong with the two brothers, let go of the younger ones." Everyone roared with laughter.

On one side, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong showed great acting skills.

Xiao Wu: "Good brother, I'll help you press your feet."

Ning Rongrong: "No, good brother, I'll help you."

Oscar was frightened by their exaggerated acting skills and got goose bumps and said, "Wow, your acting skills are really bad."

Ning Rongrong immediately stared at him and stretched out his small fist.

Oscar hissed immediately, Dai Mubai stopped Oscar's shoulder with a big hand, and gave a look.

Oscar snorted and looked at Zhu Zhuqing and ridiculed: "Half a catty."

Seeing such a lively atmosphere, the master really felt that it was time to make a cut.

Silves City is also a big city, and Flanders suddenly settled here without knowing what **** had changed, and threatened to treat him.

This is abnormal, even the most stupid fat man can see that there is definitely something tricky in it.

Sure enough, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Flender wiped his mouth and gently said to the Shrek Seven Devils: "You haven't been in actual combat for two months. There is also one in Silves City. Great Fighting Soul Arena. Tonight, you guys should also go for some activities. Hmm. You don’t have to participate in all the fighting spirits anymore. In order not to affect your journey tomorrow, you can only participate in the fighting spirit of the group."

Dai Mubai looked at Flender who was waving the fox's tail amused and said, "Master Dean. Then, should the rewards we get this time in actual combat also be turned over to the academy?"

The dean immediately said righteously: "Although the academy has been closed, as your dean, do you think I will take advantage of you? You will allocate all the income by yourself and it has nothing to do with us. Mubai, do you even suspect that I have Purpose?"

All the members were stunned now, Dai Mubai was still doubting the authenticity of the Dean. It can't really be a **** change.

It was Ma Hongjun who knew his teacher best, and gestured towards Dai Mubai on the other side. Dai Mubai suddenly came over. Ma Hongjun's mouth meant only two words, gambling.

Yes, at the same level, how could the Shrek Seven Devils, which even the Emperor Dou team couldn't beat, meet their opponents, as long as they put a heavy bet during a team battle. Then, there will naturally be a lot of gains, and this is Flanders' real calculations.

"Okay, let's go." Flander happily checked out, asked about the location of Silves' Arena of Souls, and led everyone out of the hotel.

Let Flender's abacus crackle. The plan cannot keep up with the changes. There is no level 30 Golden Fighting Soul team in the Silves Arena.

Flanders argued **** reason, but rules are rules.

On the side, Zao Wou-ki smiled slightly and said, "It seems. Someone's calculations are going to be frustrated."

The three older soul masters, Lu Qibin, Li Yusong, and Shao Xin, who stood beside Zao Wou-ki, couldn’t help laughing. They were not affiliated with Flanders. They were good friends before the establishment of Shrek Academy. They watched Flanders languish. , Is obviously something that makes them quite happy.

Flender asked unwillingly: "Is there no other way?"

The staff thought for a while and said: "There is no other way, if you decide to leapfrog to participate in the fighting spirit. I can naturally arrange it, and the leapfrog will no longer be restricted by the level of the fighting spirit micro chapter. In other words, you can challenge the lowest level. Forty level one fighting spirit teams, in our place, the forty level one is almost all the silver fighting spirit teams, and there are also several golden fighting spirit teams. You can choose whatever you want."

Level 40? Flander said for a moment, and then he shook his head firmly, "That's fine."

He was still afraid of the little monsters getting hurt. In case something happens, he is not the one that distresses the most.

"No, I think it can." The master's stiff voice suddenly sounded, walking slowly to Flander.

Flander frowned, "Xiaogang, what are you kidding?"

The master shook his head and said: "Of course I will not let the children take risks. Flanders, there are also many differences between the forty-level Soul Fighters."

With that, the master turned to the staff, "Just now you said that we can choose our opponents at will. It's okay."

The staff hurriedly nodded, "Of course there is no problem. And I can guarantee that this group of fighting spirits will be carried out in the main fighting arena in the center."

The master continued: "Are there any particularly cruel teams among your forty-level teams, preferably the one that has killed opponents every time. The higher the kill ratio, the better."

"Huh?" The staff member looked at the master in surprise and thought to himself, did this person let their team kill themselves? He originally thought that the master would choose the weakest fortieth level team, but he never expected that he would say such a thing.

Flander grabbed the master's shoulder and snarled, "Xiao Gang. Are you crazy? Do you want the children to die?"

The master smiled indifferently, "Flander, do you think I will let Xiao San go to death? Don't worry. I have ulterior motives."

Flander froze for a moment, yes, how could the master not let the children go to death, especially Tang San was his only disciple. From the master's usual care for him, Flender could also see that he treated Tang San as his own child, and how could he let him take risks.

While Flanders was sluggish, the master asked the staff again, "Is there such a team?"

"Ah, yes. Yes." The staff reacted, "Obvious Gods, the forty-level Silver Fighting Soul team, after entering the Silver Fighting Soul level, they won 46 battles and 31 wins. A total of six opponents were killed. Thirteen times and 98 times of disabled opponents, they are known as the murder weapon of the Silver Fighting Soul team. Most of the Silver Fighting Soul teams are unwilling to encounter them because their playing style is too fierce."

The master nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then we will challenge this fierce team. Our team's name is Shrek Seven Monsters. A total of seven players played."

"Master." Seeing that the master turned out to be serious, Zhao Wou-ki and other four teachers also hurriedly got together, trying to stop it.

The master shook his head to them, and said something lowly, and everyone suddenly realized that the worry on their faces disappeared.

Flender hesitated and said: "But, is this okay?"

The master said indifferently: "Flanders, this is also a kind of experience. One day they will have to face such a situation, you think. When they face this situation, it is better to have us by their side to guide them, or let them themselves Can you bear it?"

Flander's eyes collided with the master in the air, and it seemed that there was a spark. In the end, it was him who compromised. He nodded and said, "Well, I hope you are right."

The master smiled indifferently and said: "This is the best way to test their psychological quality, and it is what they will experience sooner or later."

Flender looked at several other teachers and said, "Let's vote on it. Those who support the master's decision raise their hands. The minority obeys the majority."

While talking, Flender took the lead and raised his hand. After several teachers hesitated for a while, they also agreed.

The master then turned to the staff, "please arrange it for us."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The battle spirit of the regiment leapfrogged the challenge. It is a big deal in any big battlefield, and it is not his ordinary staff that can be the master. After a while, the staff member summoned the responsible supervisor and settled the matter.

The author has something to say: the Dugu Bo incident, followed by the college competition, and then the solitary plot of rapid emotional warming, happy

Still this funny style is more suitable for the author and me, hahaha.