Douluo: Miss Tang Sect, she blows up the audience

"Are you sure you can defeat them?" Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but ask.

"It's just training, it's not necessary to win." Tang Qingxi must have some confidence. No matter whether Tang San and the others can beat him or not, she will keep it secret, but of course she won't say it explicitly, and she will ensure that Tang San and the others go all out.

"That's true." Yu Xiaogang nodded.

The opponent is Tiandou Royal Academy, so there is basically no need to worry about the opponent being cruel.

Winning or losing is really not that important. Winning is good, but losing can also put a little pressure on Tang San and the others to work harder.

Now that these people are no longer under his control, Yu Xiaogang will not say anything more.

However, this was the first time for this group of students to engage in a group battle. Flanders and Yu Xiaogang were also very curious about what kind of strength they would show now, so they said, "We will go to the big spirit fighting arena together later."

"Whatever." Tang Qingxi felt very relieved not to be told what to do.

The stimulation and shock these days have made people grow up a little bit.

After eating, Tang Qingxi led everyone on the road to Soto City.

When we arrived at the Great Soul Fighting Arena, we saw Manager Ao guarding the door anxiously from a distance.

He was somewhat worried that Tang Qingxi would let him go, after all, he didn't pay a deposit or anything.

Seeing Tang Qingxi coming with someone, Manager Ao immediately cheered up and trotted over to greet her: "Miss Tang, you are finally here!"

Tang Qingxi was silent for a moment and glanced at the sky. She was not too late: "Why, the soul fighting is about to begin?"

Manager Ao didn't say the time was set so early.

"Ah, no." Seeing that Tang Qingxi had misunderstood, Director Ao waved his hand quickly and said, "I will take you to the lounge first. It will start later and I will inform you."

"Okay." Tang Qingxi responded and glanced at Director Ao.

So what does this person do when he looks so anxious?

After all, they were a specially invited team from the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and Director Ao specially arranged a VIP lounge for them.

The VIP lounge is very luxurious, covering an area of ​​200 square meters. The huge leather sofa is enough to accommodate a dozen people to rest comfortably. The decoration of the entire room is mainly gold, which looks magnificent.

On the crystal coffee table in front of the sofa, exquisite snacks and various drinks are available.

On the other side of the room, there is a whole piece of transparent crystal, which has been specially processed so that you can clearly see the central main fighting arena outside, but the situation inside the room cannot be seen from the outside.

Entering the room, Tang Qingxi, Dai Mubai and others all looked as usual, but Tang San, Xiao Wu and the others couldn't help but look around in surprise.

Flanders, who followed, was so excited that he wished he could carry something back.

Manager Ao warmly entertained them: "By the way, give your team a name, and I'll register it for you. If you want to go on stage to fight for souls, you still have to go through the process. Of course, I will help you handle it."

"Team name?" Tang Qingxi had never been interested in choosing a name, so he sat on the sofa and looked at Tang San, "You guys can choose one."

"Uh." Tang San and the others began to think after hearing this.

"Why don't we call him Shrek?" Flanders suggested from the side, hoping to increase Shrek's reputation.

Tang Qingxi didn't care about this, Tang San and the others didn't have any objections, so Director Ao went to deal with the matter.

In another equally luxurious VIP lounge, seven young men and women with different characteristics, all in their twenties, were resting there.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa is a young man with long black hair and a slender figure. He is wearing a blue suit. He does not look outstanding, but it gives people a dangerous feeling. He is leaning on the sand.

Close your eyes and relax.

There is also a woman with a lazy look on her face, leaning on the shoulder of the young man in blue. She has short dark purple hair that looks very heroic, but she has a pair of green eyes, which makes her look a bit weird.

By the window, two handsome men with short blond hair were leaning there, drinking drinks and chatting, looking very leisurely.

On the ground under the wall on the other side, two strong men with straight noses and square mouths sat cross-legged and meditated, giving people a sense of weight and stability.

The last woman stood in the darkest corner of the room, wearing black clothes and even her face covered with black gauze. Her eyes were emotionless.

These seven people are members of the Imperial Fighting Team that Tang Qingxi and the others are about to fight.

The man and woman sitting on the sofa are captain Yu Tianheng and deputy captain Lonely Yan. The two handsome men chatting by the window are wind chime bird soul master Yu Feng and ghost leopard soul master Oslo.

The two brothers sitting on the ground meditating were naturally the two Xuanwu Turtle soul masters, and the one in the dark corner was Ye Lingling, the Nine Heart Begonia auxiliary soul master of the Imperial Fighting Team.

They were waiting for the team battle to begin. At this moment, the door to the room opened and a person walked in from the outside.

The appearance of this person caused everyone in the room, including captain Yu Tianheng, to stand up and salute respectfully to the visitor.

"teacher."

The man who walked in looked to be about thirty years old, with an ordinary appearance and simple clothes.

This person's face looked a little strange. This look confused Yu Tianheng. He quietly took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Qin, what's wrong with you?"

Teacher Qin frowned slightly: "I just got the simple information about your opponents tonight from the city lord. You can take a look."

As he spoke, he walked to the sofa behind the crystal table and sat down. A piece of cloth with words on it appeared in his hand, which was spread out on the table.

The members of the Imperial Fighting Team hurriedly gathered around, and when they saw it, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

"Didn't you say that this team was specially invited by the Great Soul Fighting Arena? That's it?" Yu Tianheng said in great confusion.

According to the data, there are only two people above level 30, and one of them is a food-type soul master.

The others with the lowest soul power were only level 25, but this person was special. He had only fought twelve games, winning twelve games in a row, and in the twelfth game, he still had a soul power of level 25, with a gap of more than ten levels.

The soul master opponent, and easily won.

Even if she does have the ability to fight beyond the next level, as a soul master, her combat power is only up to soul master, and the food-based soul master has no combat power.

How dare this team take the field?

"Most of the people in this team have only participated in one or two soul battles a few months ago, so the information is not timely." Qin Ming clicked on the two people who had reached the level of soul master in the information, and said with a serious expression, "Only these two people

, One person's information is from a month ago, and the other person's information is from a few days ago. It's hard to say what strength these people have now. It's very unknown. You must not underestimate the enemy."

"Even if many people's information is from a few months ago, it won't improve much in a few months." Yu Feng, a handsome young man, said with a shrug.