Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

The person who caught the attention of Murong Fu and Ning Rongrong was a little fat man. He was wearing a mask, so his appearance could not be seen. However, judging from his body shape, he had short hands and feet and was a little immature, so he should still be a child.

However, this little fat man was fighting back and forth with a tall adult soul master in the ring. The round body was actually quite flexible and moved quickly on the ring. At first glance, he thought it was a rolling ball.

It's funny. However, Murong Fu and Ning Rongrong have very good eyesight. They clearly judged that this little fat man's physical ability is quite amazing! That flexible figure is the strength of the body, not the soul skill.

Not only that! The little fat man's body was covered with purple-red flames, and the temperature of the flames was extremely high! Standing outside the ring, Murong Fu and the two men could feel the burning waves hitting their faces! If you look carefully, you can also see the faint hard stone on the floor of the ring.

There are also signs of softening! Moreover, he can spray a line of fire from his mouth, which seems to be hotter than the flames around him. Wherever he passes, his vision is slightly distorted.

"What a powerful fire!" Murong Fu exclaimed in admiration. This little fat man only had two yellow soul rings on his body, and his soul power was definitely far inferior to his own. But the temperature of the flames was beyond the reach of even his eldest brother Murong Tai. I'm afraid.

Even if you are your parents, they will never be taller!

"Well, it's very powerful! This little fat guy has a very rare and top-level flame martial spirit, maybe it's a super martial spirit like Fire Lord or Phoenix!" Ning Rongrong also narrowed his eyes slightly, confirming Murong Fu's statement.

In the ring, the big man fighting the little fat man was not bad either. His martial spirit was a sledgehammer with flames attached. Fortunately, he was also a fire-type martial spirit, which had a certain resistance to flames. Otherwise, he would just stand on the ring.

, it’s already very uncomfortable to be afraid.

I saw the strong man swinging the sledgehammer, spinning around, and then suddenly smashed it towards the little fat man, shouting: "Tornado Hammer Sparks!"

Murong Fu suddenly remembered his second and third soul skills, and he felt inexplicably ashamed.

No one knew Murong Fu's little thoughts, but the effect of the big man's soul skills made many people look at him. Although the little fat man avoided the hammer nimbly, the big hammer hit the ring and exploded.

Hundreds of tongues of fire were shot out, covering most of the arena, and a few spattered outside the arena.

Several people standing closer couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Murong Fu and his wife were no exception.

However, the little fat man on the ring had no room to dodge. However, he seemed to have no idea of ​​​​dodge. He also shouted: "Phoenix bathing in fire!" Almost at the same time, the purple-red flames that originally enveloped the whole body doubled in size.

Because the heavy hammer spattered tongues of flame and hit the purple flame, not only did it not have any impact, but it actually made the flame more powerful.

It wasn't over yet. The little fat man spoke again, and another line of fire was sprayed out. But this time, it was more powerful than the previous one. It was thicker and faster than the previous one. The big man couldn't dodge, so he could only block it with a sledgehammer.

In front of him, the flame attached to the sledgehammer was instantly transformed into a purple-red flame.

"Ah..." The big man only held on for a moment before he screamed miserably. The leather armor on his body deformed rapidly and his skin began to suffer burns: "Surrender, I surrender..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little fat man waved his hand, and the purple-red flames on the surface of the big man's body immediately swung away and poured onto the little fat man's body, as if he had received an order.

"Fire Hammer Meng Lieyun surrendered, Ma Hongjun won!" The referee announced the victory of the little fat guy, Ma Hongjun.

"The soul skills are a bit inferior. The soul rings can only be said to be excellent, not top-notch. However, the two soul skills seem to have the effect of mutually reinforcing each other! Not bad!" Ning Rongrong made a professional judgment on who is the best.

Can you judge the strength of a combat soul master? Of course it is an auxiliary soul master! The biggest issue for an auxiliary soul master is how to maximize the combat effectiveness of the battle soul master through his own auxiliary abilities. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect soul master is undoubtedly this task

On to the best.

Murong Fu nodded. In terms of soul rings and soul skills, he was far inferior to Ning Rongrong.

On the ring, the little fat man seemed to be relieved. Just as he was about to get off the ring, he suddenly caught sight of Ning Rongrong and Murong Fu beside him. Even with the mask on, it could still be seen that his eyes lit up obviously.

The little fat legs came closer in three or two steps.

"Oh, I said that the magpies kept chirping when I came out in the morning. Sure enough, something good happened! This beautiful lady, you must be a goddess in the sky! There is no chance that there will be such a peerless appearance like yours in the human world!" The little fat man Ma Hongjun came to Ning.

In front of Rongrong, he kept praising him with a shy face and no bottom line.

Ning Rongrong only found it interesting when she heard this. What girl doesn't like compliments? She has always been surrounded by compliments since she was a child. But recently, she met Murong Fu, a steely straight man, and she hadn't heard any decent compliments for a long time.

.Therefore, although Ma Hongjun’s compliment was very low, it still made her smile.

She was extremely beautiful, and her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming. The little fat man looked straight at her and said, "Goddess... you are the goddess... Goddess, please have mercy on the world. Can you be my girlfriend?"

"Pfft..." Ning Rongrong laughed directly: "Little Fatty, do you want to chase me?"

Ma Hongjun immediately nodded repeatedly. If someone usually called him "Little Fatty", he would definitely be unhappy or even angry. But if a charming young lady calls him that, Ma Hongjun said it is completely acceptable.

"Hey, what about this?" Ning Rongrong made a charming expression and pointed at Murong Fu beside him: "As long as you can defeat him, I will give you a chance to pursue me?"

"Seriously?" Ma Hongjun's little eyes immediately lit up,

"Of course I'm serious, but do you want to take off the mask first?" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot, I forgot." Ma Hongjun quickly took off his mask, revealing a chubby little face that matched his figure. As Murong Fu and the others had expected, he was very young and looked about the same.

He was twelve or thirteen years old, with just a little hair on the corner of his mouth, looking a little funny, "My name is Ma Hongjun, a twenty-seventh level fighting soul master. May I ask the goddess's name?"

"This, let's wait until you defeat him before it's too late!" Ning Rongrong turned the conversation to Murong Fu again.

"Hey, little brother. I'm not targeting you, but as a man, you must understand this situation!" Ma Hongjun looked at Murong Fu with a smile: "How about we get on the ring?"

"It doesn't matter if we compete with each other," Murong Fu glanced at Ning Rongrong helplessly, "But I'm afraid it won't work on the stage. I am the soul master and you are the great soul master. We are not on the same level."

When Murong Fu said that it was not possible to enter the ring, Ma Hongjun wanted to say something else, but when he heard the next words, his face suddenly became strange: "Are you, Soul Master?"

Murong Fu didn't say much. His soul power was circulating, two yellow and one purple under his feet, and three soul rings appeared quietly.

"Damn, what a monster!" Ma Hongjun looked at Murong Fu carefully, who looked like he was about the same age as him.

Murong Fu also looked at Ma Hongjun with great interest. As he looked at it, his expression suddenly became strange. There was something wrong with this little fat man!

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I will make some changes to the plot of Little Fatty, and the changes are pretty big~