My spirit of Douluo is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

Chapter 101 The Wind God Who Loves to Pretend

The two became such a bright contrast that Fengshen couldn't help laughing when he saw such a strange opponent he was facing.

"Dude, are you here to advertise?"

He didn't deliberately lower his words, and there was some kind of device that could amplify their voices, so the auditorium was also very lively.

"I look like an advertisement?" Ning Bai was speechless for a while, although he wanted to say this very much, he looked down...

Well, he admitted, it was a lot like it.

"Is this guy here to be funny? Haha..."

Such ridicules, but there are sharp-eyed people.

Looking at him, thoughtful: "Did no one notice that his clothes are familiar?"

Very familiar, ... really familiar!

Finally, his pupils lit up: "It's the clothes of that Shrek team!"

He roared excitedly, but this roar was instantly drowned out by the noise.

The Shrek combination is a combination that has become popular in the Soul Fighting Arena recently. The combination that suddenly appeared not only cooperates well, but also has ridiculously strong combat power.

A dark horse that suddenly appeared ran rampant in the Iron Douhun Arena.

No one doubts that they can only abuse food, and only dominate the lowest level of competition.

From the strength they displayed, it can be seen that they are not ordinary people.

Especially their ugly clothes are extremely eye-catching.

When the spectators are seated one after another, the odds of both sides are displayed on the big screen:
Ning Bai: -300 Fengshen +310
Ning Bai also looked up, he didn't expect his odds to be so low, he shook his head helplessly, it seems that no one is really interested in him.

As classmates, they originally wanted to support Ning Bai in betting a little bit, but they thought that this might make him make money, so they didn't do it in the end.

Ning Rongrong was because she was short of money, although she was a little rich woman, she never returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

There is only a large amount of consumption, but no source of income, no amount of money can afford her to spend.

When she saw that her man was so disrespected by others, she was also very angry and became furious in the waiting room.

"You two, is there anything you want to say to each other?" Just like the previous process, Sisi came to the middle where they were facing each other.

First, he sent the microphone to Fengshen's mouth, and Fengshen was also blunt, and said arrogantly: "Since you are a newcomer, it is understandable why you didn't surrender right away. Don't worry, I will strike lightly."

While speaking, he twisted his neck and moved his body like a tiger ready to go.

What he said also made her very satisfied. In addition to fighting, the big spirit arena is more about the focus.

Sure enough, the scene immediately ignited, and a person like him who is full of pretentiousness may be very annoying in daily life.

But in this bloody place, it is not the case.

They like this, and the more important thing is that he has strength.

Having strength is called self-confidence, but having no strength...that is just pretending to be strong from the outside.

Obviously, from their looks, most of them think he is the former.

Then he came to Ning Bai again, looked at his clothes, there was a strange look in his eyes, he quickly restrained himself, smiled and said: "Player Ning Bai, do you have any questions to answer?"

"I wish him good luck." Ning Bai's cold voice sounded.

It was the first time he discovered that he could pretend so much, and Ning Bai planned to teach him a truth, that is, soul masters don't use their mouths to fight.

There was no fierce retaliation that everyone thought, and there was not even a trace of gunpowder smelled from their conversation.

The audience was extremely disdainful at once, and suddenly shouted in unison: "Counsel."

"Coward!"

"cowardly bag"

While speaking, he raised his middle finger at him, mocking Ning Bai crazily.

"Too much! How could they do this?" Ning Rongrong was a little annoyed with him, and was about to go to the scene.

And Xiao Wu grabbed Ning Rongrong, who was already dazzled by love, and said: "Didn't we also experience this before, this is what he should bear."

That's right, many newcomers will face this kind of scene when they first set foot on the big soul fighting arena.

This is a great psychological test. Once the psychological quality is not enough, it is not impossible to collapse at the beginning.

After all, there is no such precedent.

And Xiao Wu said so, the reason why she wanted to hold her back was because she wanted to see how Ning Bai would make a fool of himself.

"But..." Ning Rongrong, who was held back by her, obviously wanted to say something else.

"Okay, okay, you have to trust him, he is your Ning Bai." Xiao Wu said while pretending to comfort her.

It's just that when she said the following sentence, she had already scolded him countless times in her heart.

Si Si didn't expect him to be so calm, and the guess in her heart became more certain. After laughing like silver bells, Si Si winked at him playfully: "The battle begins!"

As soon as the words fell, she stepped on the aircraft and flew to the commentary booth at the top.

And as she returned to her position, a transparent protective cover rose from the ring below.

This is to protect the audience from being affected. This protective cover is very strong and can even withstand the full blow of the Soul Emperor.

"Fengshen, Martial Soul Fengshen, Level 34 Sensitive Attack Department Battle Soul Lord, please advise."

After listening to his self-introduction, Ning Bai was also amazed. Although he didn't know who Fengshen was, it was unusual to think of it as a god.But when he saw his martial soul...

"You dare to be called Fengshen if you take wind as your martial soul?" Ning Bai laughed.

When his martial soul appeared, Ning Bai felt a gust of wind element fluctuate suddenly and sharply. Looking closely, his martial soul was just the most common two yellow and one purple.

Taking elements as martial souls, although they are a bit rare, are not to the point where they dare to call themselves gods.

Ning Bai gave him an inflated label in his heart.

"Why don't you activate Martial Soul?" Fengshen said loudly when he saw him standing still without any movement.

With the barrier of the protective cover, the audience outside could not hear their conversation.

In their field of vision, only the two seemed to be communicating with each other.

Immediately, someone stepped on Ning Bai's foot: "It seems that he was frightened by Fengshen, so frightened that he even forgot his martial spirit."

"Haha, Fengshen is about to usher in his eighth consecutive victory." Someone laughed.

Some people also wondered about Ning Bai: "It's a pity, it's the first time I meet such a strong opponent."

"You attack." Instead of answering his question, he said.

"Dare to despise me? I want to make you look good!" Fengshen sneered.

Immediately, the body suddenly stopped, the body bent into a bow shape, and the next moment, it was shot out like an arrow from the string.

He swore that he must teach such a rampant lawless and defiant boy a lesson.

However, if he were to know, Ning Bai would definitely call out his injustice.

He didn't mean to look down on him, it was just because he wanted to test how many attacks he could withstand with his body.

(End of this chapter)