Fengming Douluo

After all participating academies have entered the arena, a group of Shrek Academy stands at the back of all the teams. After Ma Hongjun's guidance, the anger in everyone's hearts was transformed into endless fighting intent. Just waiting for the start of the game, Yixue's shame today.

Everyone looked around curiously, this big battlefield is undoubtedly the biggest battlefield they have ever seen in their lives.

The grandstand, which is large enough to hold 80,000 spectators, is all decorated with a silver tone background. Although it is morning, there are special magic lights hanging around it, giving people not only luxury, but also grandeur.

"Look at Zhuqing, then my father." Ning Rongrong, the audience, pointed to the VIP stage excitedly.

"Where?" Zhu Zhuqing looked around blankly, looking at the high platform, not knowing who Ning Rongrong was talking about.

"VIP station, on the right side of the first row, the one wearing a Qibao purple gold crown." Ning Rongrong pointed to the VIP table. On the right side of the first row, he was dressed in a silver-white robe. man.

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked in his heart. His cold, beautiful and pretty face blushed slightly, and the towering mountain peaks were slightly ups and downs. He whispered in surprise, "Rongrong, your father is so handsome, no wonder you have such a beautiful girl."

Ning Rongrong smiled triumphantly, "No, my father has eight wives."

"..." Zhu Zhuqing was slightly stagnant. She originally wanted to say "Your father is so delicious." But now she doesn't want to say anything.

Excited, Ning Rongrong did not notice Zhu Zhuqing’s emotional reaction, and continued to say triumphantly, “Look, Zhuqing, the one wearing a golden diamond crown next to my dad is the emperor of our Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Emperor Ye."

Ning Rongrong did not deliberately lower his own voice, so everyone could hear what she said.

Ma Hongjun turned around and pulled Shui Bing'er behind him, and looked at the old man in a golden red robe on the VIP stage, with a face like an ancient moon, and said in surprise, "Bing'er, that's your uncle, he and Xue Is the age of the heart mother-in-law very different?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't need to introduce him. Ma Hongjun knew him, but he felt that Emperor Xueye's face seemed a little stiff, but he didn't think too much about it, maybe it was his age.

Shui Bing'er frowned slightly, "I don't know about this. I only met my eldest uncle once when I was very young. Maybe he and his mother are very different in age. Look, Xiaojun, how much is the second row with him? The one who looks alike is my second uncle, that is, Xue Ji's father and king."

Ma Hongjun nodded, it was this Prince Xue Xing who drove Shrek and his party out of the Tiandou Royal Academy.

Turning his gaze, he looked to the left side of Emperor Xue Ye, and at that end sat a shady old man who was older than him.

This person was covered in a big red robe, with a five-pointed platinum crown on his head, and his muddy eyes looked at the participants in the field, sitting meticulously there, straight like a wax statue.The wax figure of the old man’s shoulders is very narrow, and his elongated body is like a bamboo pole. Looking at the crown he wears on his head, this man should be one of the platinum bishops of Martial Soul Hall.

According to Yu Xiaogang's introduction to them at the beginning, the entire Martial Soul Hall has four bishops under the Pope, and the five-pointed platinum crown symbolizes his noble status.

Sure enough, at this moment, I heard Ning Rongrong say, "Zhuqing, you must remember the man on the left of Emperor Xueye, and in the end, be careful to light him in the future. His name is Salas, and he is the platinum of Martial Soul Hall. One of the bishops is also the master of the Martial Soul Hall of Tiandou City. But he is broken,..., let's go,..."

On the high platform, Archbishop Salas seemed to feel something, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked down at the stage, and then turned into a wax figure.

...

The qualifiers officially opened, and the emcee on the side of the VIP station said in a loud voice, "Next, please our majesty, the great Emperor of Heaven Dou Empire, the Emperor Xue Ye announces the opening of this competition."

Emperor Xueye wears a golden red robe, but it is different from the golden red round-necked robe that Ma Hongjun usually wears. He is the kind of golden and red imperial robe. The first impression he gives is an extremely noble feeling.

However, Ma Hongjun's hair is the same color as his long hair and Martial Soul, golden red like the sun and magma, giving people a bright sunshine like the sun, majestic and majestic elegance and nobility, perfect for him as a fire The grand and domineering and noble aura of the owner of Phoenix Martial Soul is shown.

Emperor Xue Ye slowly got up and raised the virtual press with his right hand, and Nuo Da's Fighting Soul Square instantly became silent, and the emperor's majesty was vividly manifested at this moment.

"I, Emperor Xueye of the Heaven Dou Empire, on behalf of the Heaven Dou Empire, and also on behalf of the organizers of this competition, announced that the Pan-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is now officially open."

The old and condensed voice of the Great Xueye instantly spread across the square through a specific sound-amplified soul guide. Suddenly, both the mass audience and the teachers and students of the college who came to the competition cheered.

The applause thunderous again, cheers one after another, everyone cheered for the opening of the contest.

"Huh? The emperor here doesn't call himself me or lonely? I'm so special."

The claim of Emperor Xue Ye surprised Ma Hongjun, but he didn't take it to heart, but he always felt that Emperor Xue Ye's expression was a bit far-fetched and his voice was not majestic, and he didn't know if he was really upset or how.

When the applause died down again, Emperor Xue Ye continued, "Here, I hope that all the soul masters participating in this competition can give full play to their own strength,..., to show your glory."

With thunderous applause, cheers rang out again. This time, the young soul masters in the center of the competition field almost all released a scorching brilliance in their eyes. For them, such a competition would be the best stage to show themselves.

To say that there are exceptions, there are probably only Ma Hongjun and Tang San. They are not people in this world, so they have no sense of belonging to the Tiandou Empire. In addition, the two have been influenced by Taoism. I'm not too interested in fame and fortune, but rather like Xianyunyehe's Life.

The speech at the opening ceremony continued. Following Emperor Xueye, countless girls and noble ladies were fascinated by handsome men, Ning Rongrong's father, and Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glass Sect, stood up and spoke.

Then came a long talk, which drew the broad masses of people and many participating students to cheer for him, especially when he said that the final champion of the competition would belong to the Heaven Dou Empire. Archbishop Salas, who was like a stick, couldn't help looking at the participants.

Salas' turbid eyes patrolled all the participating teams in the arena, as if he wanted to find out the team Ning Fengzhi said could bring the empire to the championship.

In the square, the masses of people and spectators also began to discuss, one after another, they expressed their opinions, and analyzed and guessed which team Ning Fengzhi is optimistic about.

Ning Fengzhi sat back in his own position, and then the master of ceremonies announced that he would invite Archbishop Salas to come on stage to draw the first round of the qualifiers.

He seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn't see his words or any movements. He disappeared from the seat, turning into a purple halo, slowly drifting towards the high platform where the emcee was, followed by dots of purple light. Cohesion, and turned into the figure of Salas.

His hand is similar to the means of gathering to form, and dispersing to form qi, which immediately made the audience cheer for him.

After Salas took the stage, he didn't speak, and with an old face, he started the draw directly. However, when he took over the sign representing each college handed over by the staff, he did not shy away from the eyes of the vast audience and touched the beautiful white hands of the staff in public.

He is really in a bad mood. The pope ordered him to look for the people and beasts, no matter which one, he still has no idea at all. If this continues, his position as platinum bishop will change. He It's strange to be in a good mood.

"I hope this game will give me a little surprise." Salas muttered to himself. He has already decided. He really doesn't have a clue about human beings, but beasts are different. They are famous and sexual. What kind of dancers are they called? of.

And according to the information provided to him by the Pope, if the escaped soul beast really came to the human world, then the age of its incarnation should now be about the same as the students participating in the stage, maybe It was mixed among the students of this Soul Master Academy.

Salas didn't speak, and drew a pair of college lists, and the emcee's sexy voice sounded once.

"In the first round of the qualifiers, Canghui Academy played against Zixing Academy."

"In the first round of the qualifiers, Oakland College played against Flame Radiance College."

"..."

"In the first round of the qualifiers, Tiandou Royal Academy played against Shrek Academy."

"..."

Everyone in the other academy against Shrek didn't pay much attention to it, but when everyone heard that their opponent in the first round turned out to be the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy, the expressions on everyone's faces couldn't help but become weird.

Oscar couldn't help muttering, "Isn't it such a coincidence?"

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, and invariably looked at Shui Bing'er. They all knew the identity of this person. Although there were things to do, they couldn't embarrass themselves.

"Have you forgotten? I was also on the stage when I was fighting the Royal Fighting Team." Shui Bing'er smiled lightly.

"Then I'm relieved. Quack!" Dai Mubai let out a grin, and pressed his hands against each other, like a burst of beans, a series of bone crackling, "Didn't you rush us out? Let them see what strength is this time." Jun, Xiaosan, Dai Mubai asked to play."

"Brother, Xiaosan, Xiao Wu also requested to play." Xiao Wu's two rabbit ears turned up, her expression eager to try.

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, she stood up directly and removed the cloak from her shoulders at the same time. The hot and slender devil's figure was supported by a blue-green striped black costume. She looked heroic, but it was also more prominent. She directly proved her own determination with her actions.

Oscar retired to Ning Rongrong. Although they also wanted to go up, Flanders and Yu Xiaogang had rules, so they could only shout cheer for everyone.

Tang Chen, Mo Ziyuan, Tyrone and others looked at each other, but they could understand the feelings of the Shrek Eight Monsters. After all, who changed his role, thousands of miles away was invited to join their academy, but he was kicked out again with his backhand. Regardless of who changed his role, he would be suffocated in his heart.

Ma Hongjun and Tang San looked at each other with bitter smiles, they also wanted everyone to go up for revenge, but they also had to take care of the overall situation.

"Let's do this, this battle is between me and the little third son, Bing'er, Zhuqing, Tang Chen, Jingling, Qingxuan, Jiangzhu, the seven of us, we will arrange the battle, let's go..."

Without waiting for Ma Hongjun to finish, Dai Mubai said hurriedly, "No, Xiaojun, Xiaosan, you can let me go, I want to go up and get out of this bad breath."

Shui Bing'er suddenly stood up at this moment, smiled lightly, and said, "Xiaojun, let Mubai go, I have a chance to play."

Ma Hongjun didn't say a word. It was already agreed that Shui Binger would play, and he was not ready to change. He Tang San looked at everyone, wandering over everyone, thinking about who should be the right one.

Everyone looked at each other, and Jingling suddenly stood up and said, "Change me, I am not as strong as Xiaochen and Qingxuan. You can give me a chance to compete. I am already grateful. This battle still makes Mu Come on both Bai and Bingbing."

"This." Ma Hongjun and Tang Sanxiang smiled bitterly and nodded helplessly.

Dai Mubai gave Jingling a punch lightly, and said with a grateful expression, "Thank you brother, for this one, I won't have the chance to fight with you in the future."

Jing Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and said softly, "You are welcome, I can understand Mubai's feelings."

"Okay, then it's settled. The seven of us will go to the battle with Senior Brother, Bing Bing, Mu Bai, Zhu Qing, cousin, Qing Xuan, Jiang Zhu, and we will arrange the battle. This way..."

——It's going to fight the Emperor Fighting team again, everyone come to vote for Shrek to cheer.

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