Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 70 The End

After Oslo finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Dugu Yan.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either!" Dugu Yan frowned and shook his head.

After hearing what Dugu Yan said, everyone who was a little curious could only helplessly shake their heads.

"Those three people are really strong! Especially the fat man with the wild boar martial spirit. At that moment, he felt more domineering than the boss's blue electric tyrannical dragon martial spirit." Yufeng, the blue-haired young man whose martial spirit is the Wind Chime Bird, sighed.

said.

If someone else didn't watch this game and said this, they would definitely be laughed at by those present.

Yu Tianheng would also yell with an angry look on his face, but after seeing the scene just now, Yu Tianheng was unable to refute.

After all, if the word domineering is used, I am indeed not as good as the fat man just now.

On the other side of the arena, the Shrek Seven were holding each other's hands and returning to the lounge. The atmosphere was unusually quiet.

Everyone was sitting around like wilted eggplants, even Tang San looked distracted.

He was knocked out of the ring before even playing for a minute. It was a great shame and humiliation.

Dai Mubai, who was next to him, also looked distracted. As a famous captain and the only offensive soul master in the team as a blade, he had no effect at all in this team battle.

They were being targeted the whole time, and there was nothing they could do. If the power had been stronger, the explosion bigger, and the fat man's charge could have been stopped, wouldn't this victory have been as shameful as it is now?

Yes, it’s a shame!

This victory was as if it was a gift from the opponent. Everyone was suppressed in their individual battles. Even the final comeback stunt, martial soul fusion, did not touch a single hair of the enemy.

At this moment, there was a bang and the door was pushed open.

"You have suffered such a little setback, and this is what you look like. If this is the case, don't call them monsters, just call them trash!"

Angry voices sounded, and it was the master and the others who came over.

"Master!" Dai Mubai's face turned red. He stood up and wanted to refute, but was directly interrupted by the master.

"Don't talk to me about the victory of the opponent's charity. The opponent's end is not their charity, but their inability to resist your martial soul fusion skills. There is nothing you can do with Xiao Ao's flying mushroom sausage."

"This is a victory achieved by your abilities and has nothing to do with the other party."

The master stretched out his hand and said in a sharp tone.

After hearing this, everyone slowly raised their heads, their aggrieved expressions relieved a little.

"If you win, you win. This is your joint effort. It has nothing to do with whether the other party gives charity or not. The other party's surrender is just the other party's incompetence!"

"As for the fact that the entire battle was suppressed and the fight was very frustrating, it was because the opponent seized on your weaknesses and carried out targeted strategies. This should arouse your vigilance and study carefully why you are so frustrated.

Then be vigilant and use cultivation, wisdom, and soul skills to overcome these weaknesses, instead of being like a waste and secretly hurting yourself here!"

Although the master's words were very unpleasant to hear, their effect was very obvious.

Everyone's originally shaky self-confidence and belief were stabilized again.

Flanders, who was standing behind the master, saw this scene and secretly gave a thumbs up.

Outside the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Wang Hao supported Fei Yu and walked out, followed by Liu Dong and Lin Ze.

Feiyu was a little silent. This game allowed him to truly see the gap between himself and the other three.

It was so embarrassing that he had barely fought two soul masters whose soul power was much lower than his own.

Just then, a pair of big hands came over.

"Don't think so much, it's not your turn to bear the responsibility for winning or losing this game!" Wang Hao smiled at Fei Yu and said.

Just now when he helped Fei Yu remove the attached Phoenix Fire, Wang Hao felt the power of this force, and it was absolutely painful when it burned his body.

However, Feiyu didn't say a word, and he didn't even back down. He was a real man.

This made Wang Hao look at him with admiration.

Feiyu squeezed out a smile and looked like he was crying. Compared with the responsibility for losing the game, his own weakness and unwillingness also lingered in his heart.

"Feiyu!"

A faint voice sounded. Feiyu froze slightly when he heard the voice, and then looked at Lin Ze to the side.

"Although your two opponents have lower soul power than you, their martial soul quality is higher than yours. Coupled with such excellent skills as teleportation, I am very satisfied that you can persist until the end of the game!"

Lin Ze, who was walking in front of Fei Yu, did not turn his head, so Fei Yu could only see Lin Ze's back. However, after hearing the other party's affirmation, he somehow felt relaxed, as if a thousand pounds of weight had been lifted off his whole body.

Wang Hao looked at Fei Yu whose expression eased, smiled, and suddenly said to everyone.

"Go back in the evening and let everyone have a good rest. We will have a holiday tomorrow and we won't train. I'll treat you to a treat and let's play casually on the court."

"Damn it, how much money did you bring out?"

"Don't worry, it's enough!"

"..."

On the evening of the second day, Wang Hao and the others, who were originally planning to pack their things and head to the next city on the third day, put down what they were doing and went out to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

"I didn't expect that the Shrek Seven Devils would actually encounter the Royal Fighter Team today. If I hadn't happened to hear the news, I might have missed this battle." Wang Hao said, walking at the front.

"I'm afraid the injury the opponent suffered yesterday was not serious. He will regain his fighting strength today." Liu Dong, who was following behind, asked with a frown.

"Don't look at the blood on their faces. In fact, their injuries are not serious. I haven't blasted away their soul power, so the injuries they suffered are actually not serious. It's just a little skin injury. It will be quick to find a healing soul master.

Solved." Wang Hao shook his head and said.

This incident has always made Wang Hao worried. It didn't matter that the young man with the White Tiger Spirit had not unleashed his spirit power. After all, he was a spirit master of the same level as himself, and his spirit was better than his own.

But that control-type soul master with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit couldn't break through the opponent's soul defense even after blasting with his iron fist for a long time, which was simply unbelievable.

An ordinary control-type soul master would be quickly knocked out of his soul defense by himself, then seriously injured with a few punches, and lose the ability to fight.

At this time, since I came to the Great Soul Fighting Arena again, I found a private room, sat down and waited for the game to start.

After a while, the opponent's game started, and several people looked down with expectant faces.

But the more he looked at her, the more awkward he became, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

Suddenly, Wang Hao shouted loudly with a look of discomfort on his face.

"idiot!"

Fortunately, the sound is isolated in the private room, otherwise this shouting sound may cause unnecessary trouble.

"It shouldn't be! After all, we are a team from the Royal Academy, how could we make such a stupid mistake?" Liu Dong also frowned and whispered with a look of discomfort on his face.

(End of chapter)