Douluo: My Martial Soul is a card

Chapter 44 It's not a matter of money or not, it's mainly about changing tastes

"But even if what you said is correct, the auxiliary system soul master can't go to the soul fighting arena to fight with others!" Oscar said angrily.

"So I said so much, but you didn't listen to it. Your attitude is very dangerous." Tang Lu criticized him with a glance. "Can't you use idea wisdom? The mission conditions only say that you can win a game, and it's not limited to a single player."

"So that's how it is!" After saying this, everyone else understood.

Everyone glanced at Tang Lu indifferently, but did not speak.

At the beginning, you can just say no, but you went around a lot and gave examples and proofs. Is it interesting?

Everyone suspected that he just wanted the water word Keke, although they had no evidence.

Reluctantly helping his forehead, Tang Lu sighed softly, this year's students are really too difficult to lead.

"Dean Xiaolu is right. The task for you tonight is just to win a game. There is no requirement that you must be alone, so the two assistant soul masters can find partners to form a team. This is what Dean Xiaolu said. That said, it's time to test your interpersonal skills." Flender said.

Pointing to the building not far away, Flender explained. "This is the Soul Arena, a place where soul masters compete with martial souls. There are all kinds of opponents in it. You can quickly improve your combat experience, as well as your ability to control the situation and adapt to the situation during the battle."

"Principal, isn't soul master the most noble profession on the mainland? Why is there such a place as the Great Spirit Arena, where people watch soul masters fight like a monkey?" Tang San frowned.

"Nobility is only relative. Some people agree that it is true nobility, and no one agrees that it is bullshit." Flender sneered again and again. "Nobility is only the treatment of the strong. If a low-level soul master considers himself very high, he will end up dying without even knowing how he died."

After a pause, Flender waved his hand. "It's getting late, let's talk about it first, the organizer will naturally tell you the rest of the rules."

A group of ten people walked slowly towards the Soto Great Spirit Arena in front of them. Flender led the way, followed by Tang Lu and Zhao Wuji, followed by seven students.

Getting closer, looking up at the huge building complex, a feeling of shock hits my heart instantly.

The overall shape of the Suotuo Great Soul Arena is oval, like an egg half-knocked on the ground, with a height of 120 meters. There is a main Soul Arena and 24 sub-arenas inside, which can accommodate 6 people at the same time. People watch the battle.

Such a huge building, with the construction conditions of this world, God knows how much manpower, material and financial resources it will cost.

The registration for the Soul Arena is very simple. You only need to fill in a form, fill in your martial spirit, current cultivation level, and the code name to be displayed, and then pay the registration fee of ten gold soul coins, and you can get An iron fighting spirit badge.

After bringing everyone here, Flender and Zao Wou-ki walked away with oil on their feet. The big soul fighting field can participate in gambling fights, and the official opening of the soul fighting field, these two people are obviously going to invest Go buy bets.

On the other hand, because of the formation of the team, everyone fell into a somewhat embarrassing situation.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar are support types, so they definitely can't do it by themselves, so they need two teammates to lead them to do it together.

Ning Rongrong is fine, she is a buff support, which is very helpful in battle.

But Oscar is different. His two soul abilities, one big recovery sausage and one detoxification small sausage, are of no help to the soul fighting competition. They are cumbersome supports.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had only known each other for a day because of everyone, and they hadn't gotten to that level yet.

Oscar looked at Dai Mubai pitifully. "Boss Dai, brother is in trouble now, can you help?"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai patted his shoulder lightly, showing embarrassment. "Brother, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really powerless!"

Dai Mubai's own level has reached more than 30 levels, and the two-on-two ranking rules in the fighting arena are based on the highest level person in the team, and it is too disadvantageous to form a team with Oscar.

On Dai Mubai's side, he needs to face two soul masters of over 30 levels with his own strength. Although Dai Mubai thinks that his strength is very strong, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can face the two soul masters alone. A soul master teamed up, so this is almost a losing situation.

"Fatty, brother depends on you!" Oscar's eyes fell on Ma Hongjun.

"Xiao Ao, don't say that my brother won't help you, Mingyue Pavilion's three top cards, I will fight for the fat guy today." Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth and said.

Ma Hongjun's level is not much different from Oscar's, but both of them belong to the back row and crispy type, if someone touches them in front of them, the game will be over.

"Okay, three top cards will be three top cards." In order to complete the task assigned by Flender, Oscar was slaughtered by the fat man Ma Hongjun and bled profusely.

Seeing that Oscar had found his teammate, Ning Rongrong blinked and looked up at the other people around.

Although she is more useful as a buff support than Oscar, everyone still knew each other on the first day, and they were not familiar with each other, so they didn't plan to bring her with them.

Mainly because the friendship is not in place.

With a flash in his eyes, Ning Rongrong saw Tang Lu who was standing beside him doing nothing, thinking about how he beat Zhao Wou-ki during the entrance examination yesterday, his beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Tang Lu is strong, and he has no worries about not being able to win the opponent. Compared with everyone else, Tang Lu put his arms around her waist, and he is no longer an outsider.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong immediately walked over with her skirt in hand, and stood in front of Tang Lu.

"You don't go to form a team to register, why are you here with me?" Tang Lu looked at her up and down, and asked in doubt.

"Brother Lu~ I'm here today, it's not very comfortable, can you take me with you." Ning Rongrong twisted her body shyly, and said coquettishly.

"I'll give you another chance to speak well." Tang Lu remained expressionless.

"I have a stomachache, you take me!" Ning Rongrong grimaced.

"Drink more rocks if you have a stomachache, bah, drink more hot water." Tang Lu said calmly.

"You hugged my waist yesterday, and my mother said that a woman's waist can only be hugged by one man in a lifetime. I don't care, you have to be responsible for me!" Ning Rongrong raised his head with an arrogant expression.

"You won't get pregnant if you cuddle, and besides, you are not my type." Tang Lu said that he was very picky.

"It's not too young!" Ning Rongrong said proudly, puffing out her chest. "And I'm only 12 years old, and I still have room to grow. My family belongs to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and I'm very rich."

Tang Lu stroked his chin and smiled brightly. "It's not a matter of money or not, you know, it's mainly because I want to change my taste occasionally, by the way, how do you sign up for two-on-two soul fighting?"

Ning Rongrong: "."

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