Gourd of Douluo

"The information collected so far shows that there is only one soul sect in charge of Barak Royal Academy, their captain, Abner."

ebner

Martial Spirit: Earth Rock Bear.

Level: 43-45

The first soul skill is the power-increasing type. The second soul skill is unknown. The third soul skill is to condense a huge rock cannon and launch it. The fourth soul skill is unknown.

Looking at the small card in his hand, Oscar couldn't put it down and turned it over, "Wow, Xiaofeng, your way of recording information with small cards is really interesting."

Wang Xiaofeng shrugged and said nonchalantly: "It's just a simple gadget. The most important thing is the personal information contained in it."

Ma Hongjun nodded, and then asked in confusion: "Why is there only this person? Where are the other participating students from Barak Royal Academy?"

Wang Xiaofeng twisted his head and showed an embarrassed expression, "Ah ha, actually I only collected information about their captain."

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Wang Xiaofeng quickly distanced himself from the relationship, "There is nothing we can do. The rest of their team is so weak that they haven't even reached the Soul Sect. I really don't have the energy to collect information about people who can't be put on the stage." .”

Tang San nodded in agreement with great understanding.

Just practicing takes up most of the day.

What's more, you can cultivate your soul power and exercise your body at the same time.

In addition, we have to collect intelligence on the game and discuss tactics with him in private.

Occasionally, some strange research is conducted.

Even though he has become a qualified time management master, Wang Xiaofeng is still a little pressed for time.

Dai Mubai clenched his fist and made a clicking sound, "Enough is enough. As long as this Abner is dealt with, the other rotten fish and shrimps are not enough for us."

Time passes quickly.

It was finally Shrek Academy's turn.

"Come on." Abner stretched out his right hand first, followed closely by Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

The four people folded their hands together and shouted, Come on!

Then Oscar walked into the ring with the energy of a strong man who would never return.

The first person to appear at Barak Academy was a thin young man who looked to be in his twenties, wearing a black school uniform with gold trim.

When he saw Oscar coming on the stage, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

At that time, because of his talent, he was honored to participate in that siege, and then, he witnessed how his own side was severely beaten by Shrek.

Although Oscar had changed a lot in the past few years, he still recognized Oscar with the memory that he remembered deeply, and couldn't help but sneered: "Oh, Shrek doesn't have anyone left, why did he send a weakling like you as an auxiliary soul master? "

His impression of Oscar was still at the level of a great soul master. Even if Oscar has been practicing rapidly in recent years, he is still a soul master at best now.

In his opinion, Oscar comes on the field just to score points.

Oscar rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of some bad idea, and said in a sincere tone: "Yes, I lost a bet with my friend, so I was forced to be the first to play. Brother, don't make any moves later, I will jump on my own Get off the ring and admit defeat.”

The thin young man showed a ferocious smile and said viciously: "Hahaha, since you are here, let me love you well, brother."

As he spoke, he stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips.

Oscar and the young man didn't speak loudly, but the people outside the venue were all soul masters with a certain level of cultivation, so naturally they couldn't escape their ears.

"Forehead…"

Ma Hongjun looked at Wang Xiaofeng beside him and kept wiping his shoulders, and wondered: "Xiaofeng, what are you doing?"

Wang Xiaofeng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, looking like he had seen through the world, "Really, Fatty, sometimes I really envy you for not understanding these words."

"Game start!"

While Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun were talking, the game on the field had already started with the referee's announcement.

Oscar: "Boss, don't do anything. I'll go down by myself."

As he said that, he pretended to be very scared and ran out of the ring, raising his left hand high, as if he was about to surrender at the next moment.

"Don't run!"

The thin young man was deceived by Oscar's superb acting skills, and hurriedly ran in the direction of Oscar without even possessing his martial spirit.

But he didn't notice that Oscar's martial soul was quietly released, two yellow and two purple, and four soul rings spiraled up.

"I have a phantom intestine."

Until he saw Oscar summoning a sausage and stuffing it into his mouth, the young man suddenly thought something bad in his heart, took three steps and two steps at a time, made a fist with his right hand, and hit Oscar's head hard.

But what he didn't expect was that the blow that was obviously a sure hit went directly through Oscar's body.

Oscar's phantom took a few steps forward, then turned into a mosaic and disappeared into the air.

The young man still didn't know that he had been deceived. He hurriedly looked around, looking for Oscar, but found that he was the only figure in the empty arena. There was no Oscar.

In the audience, Wang Xiaofeng sighed: "Unless he has a soul skill with a very large attack range, Oscar's phantom intestine can really defeat a low-level soul master."

The tall and lanky young man finally entered the spirit-possessed state. A big furry tail stretched out from his butt, and his hands turned into two claws.

That's right, this young man's martial spirit is Qing Lang.

The lanky young man's nose moved slightly. He wanted to use his excellent sense of smell to find traces of Oscar, but he did not expect that no matter how he smelled, he could only ask where Oscar was standing.

He had no choice but to look around cautiously to prevent Oscar from sneaking up on him.

Oscar, who was hiding aside, snickered: "Hey, you want to find someone by smell? The Phantom Dragon's invisibility can eliminate the smell."

One minute, two minutes, until five minutes passed, Oscar still did not appear on the ring.

During this period, the tall and lanky young man used various methods, including but not limited to: exposing flaws to lure the opponent into action, using soul skills to bomb suspicious places...

But Oscar was nowhere to be found.

Although the audience was bored, Emperor Xueye watched with great interest and even praised: "Shrek, this player has great ideas."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "It's good that Your Majesty doesn't find it boring."

The tense nerves finally relaxed. Just when the tall and lanky young man was about to wipe the sweat that was about to fall into his eyes, Oscar finally moved.

I saw the young man's side view of the restricted area, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air.

A fist slowly enlarged in his pupils, but the young man didn't have any sense of urgency. Instead, he looked relaxed.

"Finally, I caught you."

The second soul ring on his body shone brightly, and the sharp wolf claws on his hands suddenly erupted with a burst of cyan soul power covering them. Not only that, the length of the wolf claws, which were only ten centimeters long, suddenly increased significantly.

Then, the claws strengthened by soul skills stabbed straight into Oscar's stomach the next moment.

"Where are you stabbing?"

Before the tall and thin young man could reveal his excited smile, a chuckle came from behind him.

The tall and lanky young man's expression changed. Before he could completely turn around, a pair of size 42 feet kicked him hard in the face.

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