Gourd of Douluo

"Now you can find your partners. It just so happens that there are eight of you, so you can make up four combinations."

When Oscar heard this, he immediately felt bad, because after a little analysis, he knew that three of the eight of them were from the auxiliary system. Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing had lower soul power levels than him. Tang San and Xiao Wu knew at a glance that they would not be separated. So if he wanted to score higher, he could only find Dai Mubai. However, Dai Mubai has been pursuing Zhu Zhuqing recently, so if he wants to form a team smoothly, he has to find a way to perform.

Oscar rolled his eyes, pretending to be miserable, and said pitifully to Dai Mubai beside him: "Boss Dai, you won't leave me alone, no one else can take me except you. "

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to form a team with Zhu Zhuqing to participate in a two-on-two spirit battle. Or maybe he and Wang Xiaofeng were competing for points in double queue. But looking at Oscar's pleading eyes, after thinking for a while, he still nodded and said, "Okay."

Among the eight people, Dai Mubai and Tang San were obviously the strongest in terms of combat effectiveness. Dai Mubai was snatched away by Oscar, so the remaining Tang San naturally became the most popular one. Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu immediately started to fight over each other. stand up.

Ning Rongrong said in a disgusted voice: "Third brother. Without your help, I might not be able to get the Silver Soul Fighting Badge. Are you willing to help me?"

Xiao Wu angrily pulled Tang San to her side, took out her Iron Fighting Spirit badge, and showed the back to Ning Rongrong, "Huh, Xiao San has already formed a three-five combination with me."

"That's right, Rongrong, you'd better find someone else." Tang San said with a wry smile. Xiao Wu's jealousy was overturned again, and he didn't know how many times he would have to go shopping with Xiao Wu before he could make amends.

The master suddenly said: "Ning Rongrong, I suggest you and Ma Hongjun form a one-two-two combination."

Ning Rongrong looked at Ma Hongjun with disgust and said, "I don't want to be with a fat man."

The master asked back: "Why not? You two are obviously great soul masters, and Ma Hongjun is already at level 28, and his own martial arts advantage is not small. With your assistance, the chance of winning can reach 7%. Ten or more.”

"Idiots are teaming up with Ma Hongjun." Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing aside, took her right hand and said softly: "Xiaoqing, we are in a team, stay away from those stinky boys."

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing nodded coldly.

"Who are you calling stinky? It's obvious that I just took a shower." Ma Hongjun said disdainfully: "And you are scolding the person who wants to team up with me, not me, so you are not scolding me."

"Fat man, you..." Oscar glanced at Ma Hongjun helplessly, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, IQ is something that cannot be compensated for later in life.

"Forget it, since no one is teaming up with Ma Hongjun, then join me. I remember we formed a team two years ago." Wang Xiaofeng shrugged helplessly.

"Wang Xiaofeng, are you sure you want to be on the same team as Ma Hongjun? You must know that you and Ma Hongjun are at different levels. When participating in a two-on-two match, if a soul master reaches a higher level, then he must participate in a higher level. A level duel. Your increase is indeed comprehensive, but this increase is not enough to make up for the gap between him and two opponents above level 35."

"Master, the difference in soul power is not absolute for victory or defeat, and Fatty is not without merit." Wang Xiaofeng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and said lightly.

Ma Hongjun didn't expect that in such a turn of events, there would be people willing to form a team with him, and he said happily: "Xiao Feng, I will definitely not hold you back."

The master respected Wang Xiaofeng's choice and nodded: "You decide for yourself how to participate in the spirit fight. However, I have two requirements. First, no one can use hidden weapons without my permission, including Tang San."

"Second, your appearance and name are not allowed to be revealed during the soul fight. Everything is shown by code name and mask." As he said this, the master took out eight masks that had been prepared from his soul guide bracelet.

The look of the mask is familiar to everyone. It is the symbol of Shrek Academy, the green image of the monster Shrek. Dai Mubai took a piece of the mask and put it on his face. Although the mask's craftsmanship was average, it didn't bother him when it fit the face so that his eyes, mouth, and nose were exposed.

Oscar held the mask and said doubtfully: "Master, with the popularity of Boss Dai and Fatty in the spirit fighting arena, everyone will know who they are as soon as they open the martial arts, so wearing masks is of no use."

"It should be to protect Xiao San and Xiao Wu. Twelve-year-old soul masters may not be cultivated even by big forces, and Xiao San and Xiao Wu have no background. If those soul masters who like to torture and kill geniuses find out, they will point out Maybe something will happen." Wang Xiaofeng was not surprised by the master's behavior.

"So we are both in danger." Oscar hid behind Dai Mubai in fear.

"High-level auxiliary soul masters are still very scarce. If there is no interest dispute, generally no one would dare to touch auxiliary soul masters. This is also the default rule in the soul master world." Dai Mubai said angrily.

After saying this, Oscar felt relieved. However, the safety problem was solved, but the title was not yet resolved, so Oscar continued: "Master, what title should we use?"

The master said: "Mubai should use his original evil-eyed white tiger, and you should use your sausage-monopoly title. As for the mistress, let's call her Thousand-Armed Silver Grass. What do you think?"

"This is not good. Let's change it." Xiao Wu said first: "It's not cool at all. The silver grass sounds too ugly."

The master couldn't deny it and said helplessly: "Then what do you guys think it should be called?"

"How about calling him Blood Sea Demon Lord? Life-killing Rakshasa is not bad either." Wang Xiaofeng expressed his opinion enthusiastically.

"It sounds pretty good. At least it's much better than Thousand-Armed Silver Grass." Xiao Wu nodded seriously, but it seemed that the feeling was still a bit lacking.

Dai Mubai touched his chin and said: "Although Xiaosan usually seems honest, she really gets mad and is more murderous than any of us. I think it's better to call her Thousand-Handed Shura. Shura means killing devils. It can also be done. Give opponents a certain deterrent effect.”

"This sounds good, Xiaosan, this is it." Xiao Wu said happily.

"Okay, it's all up to you." Tang San nodded helplessly on Xiao Wu's nose, which immediately made the latter look unhappy.

The master said: "Then let's call him Thousand-Hand Shura. Ma Hongjun, I'll give you a title for you too. How about you call it Evil Fire Phoenix?"

Ma Hongjun chuckled, "Master, I have no objection."

"Have you seen that everyone calls me a phoenix, but who of you still calls me a chicken?" Ma Hongjun proudly said to everyone.

"Country chicken, country chicken, you fat country chicken." Ning Rongrong made a face and said disdainfully.

"Ning Rongrong, I will fight with you..."

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