Fengming Douluo

As Ma Hongjun entered the arena, Su Yuntao looked at him with a little surprise. After many years have passed, he did not expect that the fat baby who was inflated by Martial Soul back then is now so big.

What's more rare is that the fat baby is not only more handsome than when he was a child, but also reached the point where he is about to look up now.

You know, when he awakened Martial Soul for Ma Hongjun, he was already a twenty-seventh-level white-ringed great soul master. Now that nearly nine years have passed, he is just a soul power of only fifty first- The level of the junior war soul king.

This is because he has a good seedling in his family, so he followed the light and enjoyed a lot of cultivation resources. Otherwise, let alone the first soul king, he can become an intermediate or junior war soul sect. He has already been burned. Incense.

Su Yuntao condensed his thoughts and said, "Hongjun, has your Martial Soul hidden danger resolved?"

In fact, he asked this way, thinking that it must be resolved. Otherwise, after so many years, Ma Hongjun would have been getting fatter and fatter as he said, and then exploded with a bang, blood and bones. , Intestines, etc., scattered all over the floor.

Ma Hongjun was startled, his cold expression softened, and he smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Tao, I didn't expect you to remember me, but you can rest assured that my Martial Soul hidden danger has been resolved."

"Brother Tao?"

Su Yuntao was startled slightly, nodded, and said with some regret, "Of all the Martial Souls I awakened, you and Tang San are the most special, and you are the only two Innate souls I awakened. Power, a waste Martial Soul blue silver grass, a top fire attribute Martial Soul evil fire Phoenix, such a special two Martial Soul, I just want to forget it is difficult, but I did not lead you to join the Martial Soul Palace."

In fact, everyone from Shrek came to Martial Soul City. When he first played the game, he had already recognized Ma Hongjun and Tang San, but he was presiding over the game and there were too many people on the court, so he was not good. greet.

But he never expected that even if the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass was discarded, Tang San could be cultivated to such a great extent.

"How can Brother Tao say so well? It's just a fluke that I can live until now." Ma Hongjun said and touched the tip of his nose.

Opposite him, anger rose in Yan's eyes, and said coldly, "Su Yuntao, why don't you report such an important matter to it?"

If he didn't get angry, it didn't matter if the two people knew each other. What's more, Ma Hongjun was stopped by Su Yuntao and never looked at him again. It was as if he was treated as air, as if nothing was left.

Ma Hongjun frowned, and said coldly, "Brother Tao is my Martial Soul guide. I'm recounting the past with him. What's the matter with you? Just stay there and come and clean up you later."

After he finished speaking, he didn’t look aside as if he was about to explode in place, his eyes were filled with raging anger, and he seemed to want to eat people. He smiled and said, “Brother Tao, don’t mind, it’s just a mad dog who bites people. It’s just barking. I heard that Innate’s soul-powered waste Martial Soul awakened in your hands is not low in the final achievement. You may not know, I wanted to hear you say that I am a waste Martial Soul. ,pity."

Su Yuntao was startled slightly, and said, "Hongjun, don't make fun of me. I only blame your brother Tao, my ability and vision are too poor, I failed to lead you and Xiao San into the Martial Soul Hall, alas."

He said, shook his head regretfully, and said to Yan on the side, "No, Master Yan, listen to me to explain. I was the deacon of the Martial Soul Hall in Notting City, and I traveled all over the world every year. Almost all over the province of Fasno, there are not 1,000 awakened Martial Souls, but also 800, a waste Martial Soul blue silver grass. I don’t see too many things. And I did tell Matthew Nuo about this. Having said that, he also reported to the above, but a waste Martial Soul blue silver grass, who would care? Although now Tang San has proved with facts, we are all misguided. Oh, by the way, Tang San went to Nuo for the first time. When Dingcheng Martial Soul Hall received the Soul Master subsidy, we also planned to bring him into the Martial Soul Hall, but at that time he had already worshipped Jade Elder as a teacher and was studying at Notting College, so we had no choice but to give up."

"What about him? He is also a waste of Martial Soul?" Yan raised his finger to Ma Hongjun, holding back his own anger.

Su Yuntao shook his head regretfully, and said, "Of course Hong Jun is not a waste of Martial Soul, but his Martial Soul has hidden dangers. I saw it with my own eyes. When his Martial Soul awakened, his whole person was like being charged. Angrily, he turned into a fat baby in an instant, which was a hidden danger that could endanger his life. Regarding this, his teacher was by my side at the time, and the Martial Soul awakening certificate I gave him was okay. Testimony. I wanted to take him into the Martial Soul Hall to help him find a solution to the hidden dangers of Martial Soul, but at that time he had already worshipped a Soul Sage as his teacher, and wanted to follow his teacher’s academy to study, so I also I have no choice but to give up."

"An inflated baby?" Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was almost powerless to complain. This analogy of Brother Tao was really enough to leave him speechless.

Yan took a deep breath, and did not pursue Su Yuntao's affairs. The mainland has stipulated that although there is no restriction on the power that Martial Soul can join after awakening, if the opponent has already joined a certain power, other powers can no longer grab it. People.

Of course, this means that on the bright side, secretly suppressing and stifling geniuses, in fact, it has always happened.

For example, the Death camp of their Martial Soul Palace, the Emperor Fighter of Heaven Dou, and the Emperor Luo of Xingluo all came from this way.

But all the major forces actually have such organizations to search for young talents from all over, and then invest in them. If there are unwillingnesses, then I am very embarrassed, just kill them directly.

This is like raising Gu, who can eventually stand out. One day, he will definitely become a strong person, and of course, he is also an absolute loyal person.

Just like him, Xie Yue and Hu Liena, although they were not taken into the Martial Soul Hall by force, they were sent to the Death Concentration Camp in order to make them stronger, and finally stood out.

And those geniuses of the same age who were taken by force, as long as they still resist, all have become their stepping stones.

Of course, these were all secretly done by the major forces. Su Yuntao was in a low position, and he didn't know it, and it was normal.

Yan waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Okay, I will let you go this time. Hurry up and announce the start of the game. I can't bear it anymore. I just want to kill him now."

In front of the Pope’s Palace, Bibi Dong also heard Su Yuntao’s explanation. There was a clear flash in her beautiful eyes and said, “Xiaogang, you and Flander’s eyes are really as harsh as ever. Two such good seedlings, both It was taken away by you in advance."

Yu Xiaogang said dumbly, "I was able to meet Tang San and Ma Hongjun at the beginning, but it was actually just my luck and Flanders, and it was nothing."

Bibi Dong nodded indifferently, didn't the gang of trash under her also meet Tang San? Haven't you taken it seriously?

On the square, Ma Hongjun didn’t get used to Yan’s clamor, saying, “There are people here who look like two to eighty thousand people, but they actually take themselves seriously. In that case, Brother Tao, you should announce the start of the game. After I drove the barking mad dog off, we will slowly reminisce about the past."

Su Yuntao opened his mouth, sighed helplessly, and announced, "Both sides of the game, salute, open Martial Soul."

"Humph!"

Yan put his hands on his chest and snorted coldly, "Martial Soul Palace team, Yan, Martial Soul flame lord, fifty eighth-level assault war soul king, kill you."

"Convex!"

Ma Hongjun responded with a middle finger, and accompanied by a phoenix cry, a red golden fire Phoenix with a wingspan of more than six meters instantly rose into the sky.

Fengming in the wild, his voice is clever!

Accompanied by the red gold flames rising, the fire Phoenix flew and hovered, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black, the five spirit rings shining brightly, emerging from the feet of Ma Hongjun.

"Team Shrek, Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul Phoenix, the fiftieth third-level storm king, beat you."

When the words fell, Ma Hongjun stretched out his hand, accompanied by the red-gold flames rising, and the Phoenix's golden fingers were like a hook, swooping down like a claw made of red-gold divine iron, shimmering with metallic luster, and instantly went straight to Yan's skull.

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