I passed the level in Douluo

Chapter 77 Arrangement
In Wei Xinling's individual competition, when he heard that his opponent was Lord Xinling from the puppet group that had won [-] consecutive victories, he immediately chose to admit defeat without the slightest hesitation.

The number of opponents saved Wei Xinling a lot of hands and feet.

At this time, Tang San's side.

When Tang San was supported by Xiao Wu back to Yu Xiaogang's place, his trembling hands were bleeding profusely, but not a lot.

"Little San, how are you? Are you okay?" Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly checked on Tang San's injuries.

numb!As if being eaten by thousands of ants, the itching and tingling sensation came from both hands.

his hand……

Tang San clenched his teeth.

"Quick! Xiao Wu, go find Flender!" Yu Xiaogang said hastily.

"Yes! Master!" Xiao Wu immediately got up and ran towards Flender and Zao Wou-ki.

Yu Xiaogang probed into Tang San's hand bones with a serious face.

"Ah!" Severe pain came from the tiger's mouth, Tang San couldn't help screaming, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Flender also rushed over immediately.

"Flender, how about the situation of Xiao San?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly gave way to Flender, letting him see how Tang San was doing.

Flender grabbed Tang San's trembling hands, cautiously probed into his soul power to check the condition of Tang San's hands.

After a careful inspection, Flender's expression softened, "The bones of the hand are slightly fractured. As long as the rest is done properly, it can still recover."

Hearing the result, both Xiao Wu and Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

At this time, Zhao Wuji, who followed, couldn't help but said: "I mean Tang San, Wei Xinling's terrifying self-created soul skill can even break through the defense of my martial soul possessed body. It's not like you didn't see it that day, you But it’s still going to be tough.”

"If it wasn't for that little brat Wei Xinling who kept his hand from you in the end, you wouldn't have a broken hand bone, but a direct cripple."

"Wei Xinling's sword is not an ordinary sword. As a disciple of Sword Douluo, how can his sword be an ordinary thing? I really don't know whether to say that you are lucky or what."

Wei Xinling's Qianwen should have slashed 21 swords, and Tang San received [-] swords.

Tang San endured the severe pain, and smiled wryly: "It was so sudden at that time, I couldn't react at all, my mind went blank, and I couldn't see Wei Xinling's movements clearly, I felt that if I was a little careless, I would be cut by Wei Xinling I have no choice but to bite the bullet and carry it down."

Speaking of Wei Xinling's thousand questions, Tang San couldn't help feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

At that time, he felt that what he was facing was not a person at all, but a sharp sword with infinite determination, sharp and fierce, with the potential to cut the world.

Yu Xiaogang nodded, and said: "Since your hands are injured, Xiao San, and you are unable to participate in the team competition, then let's admit defeat in the next team competition, and continue after you recover from your injuries."

Although Tang San was unwilling, his strength was greatly weakened due to the shattered bones in his hands. Participating in the team competition would not be able to play the usual role of regulating the team, but would drag others down.

Tang San sighed, "That's the only way to go."

Yu Xiaogang patted him on the shoulder in relief, "Isn't it just a team game? It's still early."

Even so, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Up to now, he still hasn't been able to see the specific functions of Wei Xinling's three soul skills, he only knows that Wei Xinling's second soul skill is a soul skill similar to a clone.

Wei Xinling's strength is really too strong. Against soul masters of the same level, he can basically win with only swordsmanship, without using martial soul. It seems that he has the ability to easily win even against the upper soul sect.

Such a genius is really too terrifying, but...

The corners of Yu Xiaogang's stiff mouth rose slightly. Isn't it an honor to conquer such a genius?
Go back to Wei Xinling.

Because Wei Xinling injured Tang San, the Shrek Seven Monsters had to give up the first team match due to lack of players in the first match, so there was no plot to celebrate in the original book.

So after his match ended, Wei Xinling went back to the hotel where he was staying and locked himself in the room, even when Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing called him, he didn't go out.

Wei Xinling controlled the puppet to a certain stronghold of Qianji Pavilion in Soto City.

At this time, Chen hadn't come back yet, Wei Xinling was not in a hurry, and just quietly waited for Chen to come back.

"Owner?"

Chen, who had just returned to the stronghold, saw a figure in the room, and called out somewhat uncertainly.

"Well, it's me." Wei Xinling brewed a cup of warm tea and pushed it in front of Chen, "Why did you just come back now?"

Chen took the teacup with both hands, "I just used the method master taught my subordinates to estimate the hourly income of ten soul tools at the Suotuo Great Soul Arena."

Hearing this, Wei Xinling asked with a strange expression: "Chen, you won't be watching there for an hour, will you?"

Chen nodded.

Wei Xinling held his forehead helplessly and said, "There are some things that you don't need to do in person. Our Qianji Pavilion is not deserted, just send someone there next time."

Chen pondered for a while, then shook his head, and said, "There are some things that my subordinates don't feel comfortable leaving to other people."

"You, it's always like this." Wei Xinling shook his head helplessly, "What's the result of the negotiation over at Suotuo Great Soul Arena?"

"It has been negotiated, the profit distribution is eight of us and two of them."

"Huh?" Wei Xinling was startled, "So high? Will those old foxes agree to only pay [-]% of the profit?"

Chen smiled slightly, "Maybe, it's because they think they got such a big deal out of thin air, so they're embarrassed to ask for more?"

Wei Xinling looked around, "Where is the guard I asked you to choose?"

"It's getting late, I'll let them go down to rest first."

"I see." Wei Xinling nodded.

Chen pondered for a while again, "Master, this subordinate has a question."

"You ask."

Chen cautiously asked: "Can those ten soul guides really be paid back? If something goes wrong..."

Wei Xinling stretched out his hand to interrupt him, "Don't worry, as long as it's not man-made, I'm confident that every soul tool can last for about five years."

These machines were all exchanged by him with customs clearance points, and the two units of measurement are different, so there is no such thing as returning the money.

"Chen, tomorrow you send a few people to bring other soul guides to those big cities. Don't think about the number of soul guides in each city. Consider the number of cities first, and spread your reputation."

"Yes!"

Wei Xinling opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't continue.

Seeing this, Chen hurriedly asked, "Does the master have any other orders?"

(End of this chapter)