Douluo: My system is a bit awkward

Chapter 82

The next morning, on the playground...

The master nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the mental outlook of several people, but frowned slightly when he looked at Ma Hongjun, whose face was slightly swollen.

After more than two months of continuous high-intensity training, why didn't this fat man lose much weight?

To explain with the top ten martial arts competitiveness, because Fatty's martial arts is a phoenix, and the phoenix generates heat energy, resulting in the principle of thermal expansion and contraction.

Hmm...that makes sense.

If Sui Feng knew about it, he would definitely give an example: Zhu Bajie has traveled [-] miles, and he hasn't lost weight!
So trying to lose weight and running is useless, only those who have experienced pain will lose weight.

For example breaking up...

The anger from the single dog, the fff group will win...

"Congratulations, you have successfully completed the first stage of special training, and the second special training will be carried out next."

The master said indifferently: "In the next month, I want you to participate in individual competitions, team competitions, and team competitions every day in the Battle Arena! And you want to get the Silver Douluo badge. Is there any problem?"

He raised his hand silently with the wind...

The master frowned: "Xiaofeng, what's the problem with you, do you still want to continue running?"

Shaking his head with the wind, he silently took out the Gold Douluo badge from the system space and said, "Master, I have already obtained the Gold Douluo badge, is it possible for me to deliberately lose more than a dozen games? In this way, Soul Arena will think that I'm an actor, and I'm here to fight fake games."

Grandmaster:"."

Mom sells batches, this is so clear and refined than what it pretends to be.

Ma Hongjun thought with some admiration on the side, when would he be able to be as good as Brother Feng.

The master pondered for a moment: "Well... you can play freely, or you can continue to participate in the actual battle in the Soul Arena, anyway, you can do whatever you want."

Teachers usually say "whatever you want..." to students for two reasons.

One is a master of learning, he can already know it without a teacher, and he is No. 1 in every exam.

One is a scumbag. No matter how the teacher teaches him, he is the last one in every exam, and the teacher has given up.

The master really doesn't know how to arrange this kid with the wind, because his teaching only consists of these two tricks, enhancing physical fitness and increasing practical experience.

But this kid's physique is terrifying like a freak. As for the actual combat experience, the Golden Douluo badge has already explained everything.

Suifeng shrugged helplessly. Anyway, it's boring, so let's go shopping with them.

A group of people came to the battlefield in a mighty way, and the master took out the mask that had already been prepared from the bracelet of the soul tool.

Sure enough, there were eight lush green masks in the shape of a group of monsters, very similar to Shrek's avatar.

It's a bit abstract, with a postmodern style.

"You guys put on your masks, and I ask you all to wear masks when you play in the future. Well, you can think of a nickname for yourself now." The master said to several people.

A few people quickly discussed it, but the nickname Suifeng made everyone a little tangled.

In the end, the Shrek Seven Devils and Suifeng finally had their own titles.

The evil-eyed white tiger Dai Mubai,
sausage monopoly Oscar,
Thousand-handed Shura Tang San,

Evil Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun,
The soft bone charm rabbit dance,

Seven Treasures Glazed Glass Ning Rongrong,
The ghost cat Zhu Zhuqing,
The father of the gods follows the wind.

"Xiaofeng, is there something wrong with your name?" Dai Mubai looked at Suifeng with some doubts.

"I think it's better to keep a low profile." Tang San also persuaded.

I curled my lips with the wind. I had restrained myself from calling out "Twilight of the Gods", and then looked at the few people present with kind eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, I think it's pretty good. After all, the Battlefield is based on strength. No matter how exaggerated my name is, what can I do if others can't beat me?" Suifeng said indifferently.

Several people came to the battlefield with abstract Shrek green masks, which instantly became a beautiful landscape.

Of course, the beautiful scenery does not include Ma Hongjun...

A few people will be assigned to form a team, three or five combinations, and the team will not change. The next team will be Oscar and Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

Suifeng and Ma Hongjun were the first to take the stage. The two nodded to their companions and walked up the aisle.

The familiar host of the tuxedo said casually, "Gong Xixi is a light that defeated the old king next door."

Then he picked up the list and looked at it, his eyes narrowed: "If you have, please beat me to death, the whole family is fighting against my good brother!"

The master stared at this scene in astonishment, "This? This? Is this the local culture of Soto City? But it wasn't like this when I came here many years ago?"

The master is obviously a little out of his mind.

Ning Rongrong covered his mouth and snickered, and Tang San and the others also looked a little weird.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why is this expression? Little San, tell me."

The master looked at the strange people with some doubts.

After Tang San explained it for a while, Grandmaster suddenly realized, and scolded with a smile: "This kid Xiaofeng, it really isn't stable even there."

The two big men on the opposite side came to the stage, and grinned at Suifeng and Ma Hongjun, who were wearing ridiculous masks on the opposite side.

"Yo, so green at such a young age?"

"This means that I have turned green and become stronger?"

The two sang and laughed together.

Ma Hongjun said coldly, "As you look like this, let's go home and see if your wife is running at home!"

One of the big men's face changed, and the other one's expression was a little weird!
I suddenly thought that I came home one day and suddenly heard the sound of rapid gasping in the room at the door of my house.

He knocked on the door quickly, and found that his wife opened the door in a panic, and glanced out the window.

The big man looked at his plump figure, cool clothes, ruddy face, and asked his wife, who was panting, suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

The plump young woman said in a panic, "I'm running at home to exercise!"

The big man's face darkened instantly: "How do you explain that just now?"

"I just fell..." The young woman's face turned pale, this explanation was too reluctant, it seemed she couldn't hide it.

A certain man outside the window also raised his heart, it's over...

The big man slowly moved towards the window, the young woman was slightly dizzy, she knew her husband's temper, and it was a bad day today.

Outside the window, the naked man wearing only a pair of pants listened to the footsteps, and his heart slowly sank.

"Snapped……"

The big man suddenly closed the window, turned his head and said blame: "Jin Lian, you are just careless, running at home and wearing so little, what if you are seen?"

Both inside and outside the house breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay.

Jin Lianmei smiled: "Okay, Dalang, I know I'm wrong, I will pay attention next time."

The man named Dalang said with a stern face: "This is not an example!"

Jin Lian nodded hurriedly.

Da Lang was about to sit down and rest when he suddenly found that there seemed to be something under the bed.

He reached under the bed and slowly took out something...

"Huh? Why are there men's clothes under the bed?" Da Lang questioned Jin Lian with a dark face.

There was silence in the room for a while...

The naked man outside the house also shivered, this time it's really over...

Jin Lian's face was red and white, her delicate body trembled, and she was speechless.

"And why is it exactly the same as my good brother A Qing's clothes?" Da Lang said suspiciously.

As soon as Jin Lian closed her eyes, she planned to confess and forget about it. She didn't want to endure this kind of torture any more.

The man outside the window also intends to go in and confess. It was because of his sister-in-law that he became a brother to you!

Da Lang slapped his thigh and said loudly, "Oh, I see."

"That's right, it's what you think!" Jin Lian also blushed.

"You must have seen that Ah Qing looked good in that suit, and bought me the exact same one, Jinlian, you are so nice. But it seems a little old?" Da Lang said happily.

Jinlian was stunned, is this okay?

"Isn't it?" Da Lang looked at Jin Lian suspiciously.

Jin Lian nodded happily: "Well, yes, that's it. You put your clothes here, I'll change a new set later, I was busy preparing a surprise for you and didn't notice that the clothes I bought were old. "

Da Lang looked at Jin Lian affectionately and said slowly, "Jin Lian, you are so kind to me."

The fiery eyes looked at each other, and the body was getting closer...

3 minutes later……

"Jin Lian, rest well, I'm going to the Soul Arena."

"Da Lang, come on!"

The man outside the house also left quickly. His legs and feet were still a little weak when he left, and the ups and downs of life are too exciting.

Iron juice, I will come to your house often in the future...

(End of this chapter)