Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

"What a bullshit Tiandou Arena, there is no one who can fight!"

A loud and arrogant voice came.

Murong Fu and others went out looking for a voice, and saw a lot of people standing beside a ring at the other end of the soul fighting room. In the center were ten people, two older ones, about forty or fifty years old, and the rest

They are all teenagers aged between 17 and 20.

The one who spoke was the younger one, looking arrogant at this time.

"It's them again." When Jiang Zhu next to Murong Fu saw them, his face suddenly turned ugly. Even Oslo, who had always been very graceful before, now had a look of disgust on his face.

"Who?" Murong Fu asked in confusion. The power behind the Soul Fighting Arena was very amazing, but not just anyone would dare to cause trouble here.

"The exchange group from the Royal Academy of the Star Luo Empire is here!" Before Jiangzhu could speak, Osluo frowned and said, "There are some who are very powerful and can dance very well!"

"Not bad." Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and looked at the group of people with great interest.

"Hey, that's right, Murong, aren't you very powerful!" Jiangzhu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Go and challenge, teach those bastards of the Star Luo Empire a lesson."

"This..." Murong Fu felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, and pointed to his nose: "Sorry, I am also from the Star Luo Empire..."

Jiangzhu: "..."

Oslo: "..."

This is somewhat embarrassing.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Murong Fu smiled to ease the embarrassment: "Also, Oslo, have you ever fought with them? What was the result?"

Jiangzhu was obviously not very clear, so he shook his head and then looked at Oslo.

"Well, this group of people came here at the beginning of last month. The two imperial academies were communicating, and I don't know which guy in the brain made the decision." Oslo curled his lips and complained, and then said with some embarrassment: "I and

Two of them fought against each other, and the first one, well, won by relying on the suddenness of the ghost combo and leopard shadow clone soul skills. Then the second one lost."

"If I can beat you, then the opponent is very powerful!" Murong Fu had just fought against Oslo. In his opinion, the opponent was already considered top-notch among level 30 and first level.

"The other party's spirit has the same attributes as mine, but its spirit power, spirit rings, and spirit skills are stronger than mine." Oslo was a little embarrassed, but then his face straightened: "But that Zhu Zhuyun is really powerful."

"Zhu Zhuqing?" Murong Fu was slightly startled when he heard this name, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange. Although Zhu Zhuqing had never mentioned it, Murong Fu guessed that this should be his sister, or something like that.

One of the rivals in life and death competition.

"Well, Zhu Zhuyun, the second best player in their group. What troubles me the most is that she is a woman..." At this point, Oslo looked hopeless.

"What's wrong, you look down on women?" Jiangzhu was unhappy when he heard this and looked at Oslo sideways. The latter just smiled but didn't say anything. Jiangzhu rolled his eyes in anger.

Murong Fu just smiled and ignored the two of them, but looked towards Xing Luo and his group. Sure enough, he saw an extremely beautiful woman among them. She was about twenty years old, with a slim figure, and her facial features were eighty similar to Zhu Zhuqing's.

It's just not as refined, but because she's older, she's a little more charming but a little less pure.

It's very strange, Murong Fu found it interesting. Zhu Zhuqing is very similar to Mu Wanqing from appearance to temperament, but Zhu Zhuyun, who is eighty similar to her, has no trace of Mu Wanqing at all.

"Hey, boy, what are you looking at?" Murong Fu looked at Zhu Zhuyuan and thought wildly. Unexpectedly, someone noticed him and scolded him sharply.

Murong Fu didn't realize that the other person was talking about him and was still thinking about it. The other person was annoyed and walked directly to him: "Boy, did you hear what I was talking about you?"

"Ah?" Only then did Murong Fu react and looked up at the person. In front of him was a young man in his early twenties, with a very handsome appearance! Even Murong Fu was ashamed. I guess he could surpass him in appearance.

The only one left is his handsome brother.

However, this man was good-looking, but his attire was a bit eye-catching. He was dressed in a long gown with colorful flowers, and even had several rings on his hands, all of which were inlaid with large gems. Murong Fu originally thought that his teacher was usually dressed in brocade.

The robe is exaggerated enough, but there is someone in front of me wearing a flower robe...

"Ah, what! What about you, have you seen enough?" The man in the flower robe was obviously very dissatisfied with Murong Fu's reaction, and he frowned: "Are you looking for a beating?"

Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "What's wrong, don't let people see you when you go out? Don't go out if you're afraid of being seen!"

Murong Fu didn't like to cause trouble, but he was never afraid of trouble. Of course, if he really encountered someone who couldn't be defeated, Murong Fu would definitely not feel any psychological pressure while running.

"Boy, you are very dancing!" The man in the flower robe looked at Murong Fu and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Judging from our outfits, who is the better dancer?" Murong Fu looked at each other jokingly.

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of everyone in Xingluo, and they all came over.

Murong Fu took a glance and found that there was also a blond young man among them, who looked exactly like an enlarged version of Dai Mubai, but without the heavy boy.

Surrounded by a group of people, Murong Fu didn't care at all. He glanced around and chuckled: "What's the matter, the more people are bullying the less people?"

"Ha, you dare to say that." The young man who looked like Dai Mubai couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Who do you think you are? Do you need us to bully others with more people? Xiao An, give him a memory!"

"Boss!" The man in the colorful robe smiled relaxedly upon hearing this, "I'm afraid this kid and I can't compete with each other. I'm a soul master!"

"Classmate Ling An, what a coincidence. This kid of mine happens to be a Soul Master too!" Oslo from the side came over.

"It turns out he's classmate Oslo," the man in colorful robes named Ling An said frivolously: "It turns out he's your friend? I just don't know what his level is."

"Don't you know it after you try it?" Oslo didn't give in.

Murong Fu looked confused. Although he did intend to compete with Xing Luo and the others, it seemed that it was Oslo and the others who were involved.

"Oh, then if this kid loses, will Oslo come and give me some advice?" Ling An continued to say maliciously: "We have five soul masters here!"

"Oh, then it won't be too late to wait until you really win!" Oslo frowned slightly, obviously a little affected, but in the end he took a breath and suppressed his emotions.

"Okay!" Ling An chuckled, then turned to Murong Fu: "Come on, kid! Get on the ring? Or get out."

"Hey, if you want to challenge me, go through the challenge process!" Murong Fu smiled when he heard this.

"Ha, do you think we can't afford those hundred and ten gold soul coins?" Ling An laughed angrily when he heard this and waved to the back, and the service manager next to him immediately stepped forward.

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