Douluo's martial soul Barrett

After Han Haotian left the field, warm cheers erupted from the viewing platform. They were all discussing the battle. Although the battle was short, it left a deep impression on them, especially Han Haotian who rose into the air before landing. operation.

But all this has nothing to do with Han Haotian. At this moment, they are rushing to the next soul fighting stage.

The Tianao combination of Han Haotian and Oscar is about to appear.

The audience on the Soul Fighting Stage was only half full, which was less popular than the main Soul Fighting Arena.

Even the soul fighting platform needs to be smaller.

At this moment, the host on the stage was announcing the soul master combination.

"........., the sixth match of two-on-two, Tian'ao combination versus Honglian combination."

"Brother Tian, ​​there are two women, what should I do?" As soon as he came on stage, Oscar looked at the two women in red opposite him and said.

"What should I do? Cold salad!" Han Haotian rolled his eyes and looked at the two women opposite, one large and one small.

One looked like he was in his 20s and the other was in his teens.

Oscar touched his head in confusion and said, "Cold salad?"

"Stop talking, let's see how I take you to lie down." With one sentence, Oscar's mouth was blocked, and Han Haotian walked forward directly.

"Two beautiful sisters, I am very pressed for time, so can you please admit defeat?" Han Haotian said with a slight smile.

"Then little brother, we are very pressed for time. If you give up, how about we treat you to something delicious later?" The woman who looked to be in her 20s said with a sweet smile. Han Haotian raised a charming eyebrow.

"I'm really sorry. I'm in a hurry, so you should lose as soon as possible." Han Haotian rolled his eyes, and then he was ready to take action.

The moment he finished speaking, Han Haotian stepped forward and rushed forward.

For Han Haotian, the distance of 20 meters was reached in the blink of an eye. As soon as the two beautiful girls, one large and one small, started to react, they were approached by Han Haotian.

"Why don't you activate the martial spirit?" As soon as the red-clothed sister asked her question, Han Haotian carried her on his shoulders and threw her away from the spirit fighting stage.

Then he followed suit and threw the other younger sister in red out as well.

Two beautiful red parabolas fell straight from the Soul Fighting Platform to the outside, followed by two screams of pain.

"Finish."

After watching the two parabolas land perfectly, Han Haotian clapped his hands to end the spirit fight.

"Still not leaving?" After snapping his fingers at Oscar, who looked dull, Han Haotian walked towards the outside.

"Oh, here we come." Oscar quickly turned his head to follow after realizing it.

"Brother Tian, ​​why did you throw them all out?"

"That's not throwing them out, that's sending them away, 30 meters away. Besides, what else can you do? Do you want me to beat them up?"

"Oh, then why didn't they resist?"

"How can they resist if they can't resist?"

"Why can't you resist?"

"Because I won't let them resist.......Don't ask anymore."

"........."

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"Brother Tian, ​​you are such a god!" As soon as he came outside, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but rushed up and said.

After Han Haotian shook off Ma Hongjun's hand, he said contemptuously, "Do you think everyone is like you and can't walk when you see a woman?"

"Is ours the eighth game?"

"Yes, Brother Tian, ​​do you need to rest for a while? Let me give you a pat on your back." Ma Hongjun said and ran behind Han Haotian and began to pat his back diligently.

"Fat man, I didn't expect you to have this ability!" Oscar said with a sly smile as he approached Ma Hongjun.

"roll."

While Han Haotian and others were watching the fighting souls on the soul fighting stage, Tang San's voice came from behind and said, "Brother Tian, ​​are you all over?"

"Not yet, there's still a two-on-two match with Fatty."

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?" Han Haotian couldn't help but ask when he turned around and saw Xiao Wu's eyes were red.

"Brother Tian, ​​Xiaosan got hurt because of me." Xiao Wu threw herself to Han Haotian's side and said whimpering.

"Xiao San, are you injured?" Han Haotian patted Xiao Wu's back gently, then looked at Tang San and asked.

Hearing this, Tang San shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

"Well, then you comfort Xiao Wu, Fatty and I will finish fighting the next fighting spirit first." After saying this to Tang San, Han Haotian led Ma Hongjun towards the entrance of the passage.

At this time, the battle on the Soul Fighting Stage has ended, and the eighth battle is between Han Haotian and Han Haotian.

Tang San walked to Xiao Wu and touched the back of Xiao Wu's head, saying, "Xiao Wu, I'm really fine. Let's take a look at Brother Tian's fighting spirit."

"Ah."

..........

Soon, in less than 3 minutes, Han Haotian left the Soul Fighting Stage with Ma Hongjun.

After receiving the proceeds from the victory, Ma Hongjun handed it directly to Han Haotian and said, "Brother Tian, ​​these are the ten gold soul coins."

"Really gave it to me?" Han Haotian glanced at the reluctant Ma Hongjun in a funny way and said.

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but look at it twice, then gritted his teeth, looked away and said, "Yes."

"Forget it, just take it. I don't need this little money. Remember to go to places like that less, and then think more about how to solve your martial arts problem."

Han Haotian put ten gold soul coins in Ma Hongjun's hand, and then warned, "You must know that when you are young, you don't know the wealth, and when you are old, you will shed tears in vain!"

After walking out of the soul fighting arena with everyone else, Han Haotian and others saw Dai Mubai standing aside.

"Where's the headmaster?" Tang San asked Dai Mubai.

"I don't know, but he told us to go back after we finish fighting the soul." Dai Mubai spread his hands and said.

"Well, then let's go back together." Tang San nodded after hearing this.

"You... how about... first..." Ma Hongjun suddenly said, then thought of something, his voice became softer and softer, and slowly disappeared.

"Fat man, please remember to take it easy." Dai Mubai said with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Forget it, I'm not going." Ma Hongjun said firmly after his expression changed for a while.

Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun, who was walking forward alone, in surprise, and said to Oscar with a puzzled expression, "Xiao Ao, what's going on?"

"Maybe he wants to change himself." Oscar looked at Ma Hongjun's back and shook his head.

Han Haotian knew why Ma Hongjun changed his mind, but thinking of the seriousness of the description of his martial soul's flaws in the original work, Han Haotian said to Oscar.

"Xiao Ao, go and tell him that if he goes to a place like that, no one will laugh at him and tell him not to take it to heart. The other thing is to tell him not to really make his body sick. The reason for his martial spirit is that we are slow. Just help him solve it slowly."

"Okay." Oscar nodded, and then chased after Ma Hongjun.

"Let's go, we should go back too."

Gently holding Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, Han Haotian walked directly past Dai Mubai's figure.

Dai Mubai looked at the two people in front of him, clenching and loosening his fists, then clenching them again, and finally walked in the other direction with a cold snort.

He chose not to return to the academy, he wanted to vent his anger.