Douluo's Gourd

"The victor is the White Tiger with Evil Eyes! Let us congratulate him for his seven consecutive victories in the single-player spirit fight."

Watching Dai Mubai leave amidst the audience's cheers, Oscar said enviously: "Boss Dai has already beaten all invincibles in the spirit fighting arena, and he has risen to level 39 at this time, how can other people play."

Ma Hongjun asked strangely: "What is there to envy, isn't the combination of you and Boss Dai's sausage white tiger a very high winning rate?"

Wang Xiaofeng wondered while eating the meat skewers: "This is what it means to eat from a bowl and look into a pot. Isn't it good to be an auxiliary system soul master? I don't understand why you guys like the feeling of punching to the flesh."

"A real man should speak with his fists, Xiaofeng, you will never understand us." Ma Hongjun looked at Wang Xiaofeng with contempt.

Wang Xiaofeng put the bag of meat skewers aside, squeezed his fist, and smashed Ma Hongjun to the ground with a hammer, and said angrily, "I think your skin is itchy, have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag?"

"Could you finish your words first and then start, so I'm a little bit prepared." Ma Hongjun stood up tremblingly, feeling that there were many chicken legs flying around him.

"The hit is to be caught off guard."

Dai Mubai walked off the stage refreshed and high-fived with Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar one by one.Being able to break through to level 39 before fighting the soul, and defeating the opponent cleanly can be regarded as venting his depression.

"Xiaofeng, I must break through the Soul Sect before you." Dai Mubai looked at Wang Xiaofeng and said seriously.

"Don't, don't, I won't win if I set the flag now."

Dai Mubai asked curiously: "Flag? What does this mean."

Others gathered around curiously. They weren't too boring. In fact, there were two level 32 rookies pecking at each other, rigidly playing the turn system. Everyone who had seen the big scene naturally found it boring. It's better to listen to Wang Xiaofeng bragging.

Wang Xiaofeng explained: "This is a special curse. For example, before going to the battlefield, if you say that after the war is over, I will go back to my hometown to get married, then you will definitely die on the battlefield."

"Wow, this curse called Flag is so powerful, can I learn it?" Ma Hongjun asked excitedly.

Wang Xiaofeng was a little confused, "Why are you learning this, cursing yourself to death?"

Ma Hongjun quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, I'm thinking that I won't be overwhelmed by my skills, and that I can beat my opponent."

Wang Xiaofeng dragged Ma Hongjun into a corner secretly and said, "This curse will only be effective if you say certain words on certain occasions, and you must be sincere, sincerity will bring success, you know..."

Tang San looked at Wang Xiaofeng fooling Ma Hongjun, wiped off his cold sweat, "Nothing will happen if Xiaofeng fools people like this."

"It's okay, the fat man can't beat him, and even though the fat man is a bit stupid, he won't really believe it. This is a way of friendly communication between the two of them." Oscar said indifferently.

"Oscar, stop nagging, it's our duet match, hurry up and go." Dai Mubai shouted.

"...First this...then this...get it." Wang Xiaofeng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and said.An expression that I have already transmitted the peerless magical power to you, and I am very optimistic about you, young man.

Ma Hongjun widened his eyes, nodded, and said excitedly: "Understood."

People who have obtained peerless magic arts always want to show off their skills, and Ma Hongjun is no exception.

He looked around to find the target, and suddenly saw Oscar standing on the ring, ready to fight, and rolled his little eyes, "Well, then Oscar."

Everyone was watching the match between Dai Mubai and Oscar, when they suddenly saw a figure doing strange movements out of the corner of their eyes.

Wang Xiaofeng pointed to Ma Hongjun who was doing the Yangko seriously, and he held his belly and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, "Hahahaha, this fat man's movement is really amazing."

Tang San twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressed a smile and said: "Xiaofeng, if the fat man finds out, you must die a miserable death."

After Ma Hongjun finished dancing the yangko, he began to dance Jiangnan style again. The audience next to him hurriedly moved away from Ma Hongjun. Who knows if he fell ill.

Ma Hongjun, who finished the dance earnestly, was not affected by the people around him at all, and happily returned to the team. He smiled to Wang Xiaofeng, who was rubbing his cheeks with cramp, and said: "Xiaofeng, I have already cursed that I will lose the Oscar competition. He will definitely lose."

"Let's not talk about why you cursed Oscar." Wang Xiaofeng pouted, "Anyway, if Oscar finds out, you will definitely be beaten by him."

8 minutes later...

"The winner is Thunder Gale, let's congratulate them." The host's voice echoed in No.13 Soul Arena.

"Xiaofeng, the curse you taught is really useful." Ma Hongjun hugged Wang Xiaofeng excitedly, that happy face made Oscar and Dai Mubai who had just left the stage couldn't help wanting to hit him.

Tang San's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, he murmured: "Could it be that the curse Xiaofeng said is true, should I learn it too?"

"Little San, why are you so dazed, I've got you one-on-one." Xiao Wu patted Tang San's arm to remind him, feeling that his state seemed a bit wrong.

"Haha, I don't think I've responded to the question, so I'll go first." Tang San said haha, and hurried to the ring, ready to fight.

"Hey, that pair of Thunder and Gale is too powerful. They have powerful spirits and rich combat experience. They beat me right from the beginning of the match." Oscar said depressedly.

After watching the whole game, Wang Xiaofeng knew that this was a crime not caused by war, so he quickly comforted him: "They should have collected your data specially, otherwise they wouldn't have targeted Oscar in the first place, making him useless for phantom intestines. "

"Those two uncles' Thunder Shadow Leopard and Gale Wind Tiger spirits are not weak in the first place, and they have a perfect understanding, they are formidable opponents." Dai Mubai also made a conclusion, but he didn't regret it, on the contrary, he was full of enthusiasm.

Although Dai Mubai didn't say anything, breaking through level 39 tonight still made his mentality a little inflated.He thought that he had no opponents in the thirty-level spirit fighting, but he was taught a lesson when he participated in a two-person battle.However, this made him sober up a lot, and made him realize that there are people beyond the human world, and such a personal lesson is much more profound than the master's preaching from the sidelines.

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