Douluo - something is wrong with you useless martial soul

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"The most gorgeous?" Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, then became happy, "Then I'm afraid you sprayed [buling~buling colorful glitter liquid]."

Ning Rongrong:? ? ?

I don’t know what you are talking about but I don’t think it’s a good thing.

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips.

"Okay, don't be stunned," Tang Yin licked his lips and looked at the master's raised hands, "it's time to start."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Tang Yin and returned his attention to the game.

Following the master's order, Tang Yin rushed towards the opposite side. Ning Rongrong did not expect Tang Yin to be so strong, but still subconsciously pointed out two streams of light from the glazed tower in his hand and fell towards Tang Yin.

The speed of Tang Yin, who was surrounded by flowing light, suddenly increased by one section. He couldn't help but look back at Ning Rongrong in surprise.

Tang San, who was watching, frowned slightly, "This guy actually dares to be distracted during the battle."

"After all, he is Tang Yin." Dai Mubai sighed, "Look, Fatty and the others are going to fight back."

In the middle of the field, Oscar threw the dried tofu into his mouth and bit hard with his teeth, "Fat man!"

Ma Hongjun did not hesitate. The second and first soul rings on his body lit up one after another. His chest swelled and a blazing line of fire spurted out from his mouth and floated in front of the two of them. The scorching temperature was even one meter above the ground. While still roasting the bluesilver grass on the ground until it is dry and brown.

His second soul skill is called Fire Phoenix, which can increase the power of his flames by a full 30% on the original basis!

Ma Hongjun just spit out and then retracted his hand, while Oscar took advantage of the moment when the flame was still burning in the air to make the same spitting action.

In an instant, a fireball that was as tall as several people swelled up all over the place. Looking at the oncoming fireball, the smile on his lips became even wider. His whole body was directly submerged into the fireball, and Ning Rongrong felt the burning heat coming towards his face. I just felt a sense of despair.

There was no way she could escape this kind of power and distance.

As she thought this way, the light in front of her eyes dimmed, and layers of blue silver grass enveloped her heavily. In the small space, only the delicate glazed tower in her hand was still emitting a faint halo.

Ning Rongrong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling the dark and small space, she felt inexplicably at ease. "It's really... this school is too dangerous, isn't it? It scared me to death. I thought I was going to be disfigured."

Ning Rongrong glanced at the glazed tower in his hand again, and patted his chest with a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, the support almost broke..."

Although she said this, no matter what kind of dangerous situation she faced just now, or how horrified she was in her heart, the soul power output in her hand remained stable without any fluctuation.

On the other side, Tang Yin had already rushed through the fireball. Before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, mucus with a strong garlic smell fell down all over his face.

Tang Yin clicked his tongue, but he didn't panic. The soul power all over his body shook the mucus away at once, but Oscar and Ma Hongjun had already avoided it and were not affected at all. The scattered mucus just separated the three opposing people. people.

"Hey... not bad..." Tang Yin wiped his nose, lowered his body again, stepped out and rushed out, "But, you were taught by me..."

Oscar thought this would delay Tang Yin for a moment, but unexpectedly, Tang Yin stepped directly into the range of the mucus without stopping. The soul power on his feet gathered and rushed directly towards the two of them. A large amount of water splashed behind him, revealing his body under the sunlight. The dazzling brilliance, if you ignore the strong smell of garlic, can be regarded as a beautiful sight.

Ma Hongjun gasped and looked thoughtful, "Why didn't I think of that..."

"Don't be surprised, run away!" Oscar threw another small garlic clove into his mouth without hesitation, then spit out a large amount of mucus again and turned around and ran away.

Ma Hongjun suddenly became excited, turned around and caught up with Oscar, and started running as soon as he resisted him. Oscar was not idle either, he kept throwing garlic cloves into his mouth, and then spit out mucus at Tang Yin.

Tang Yin clicked his tongue and curled his lips, "I'm starting to regret teaching you this... I'm so disgusted."

But the bluesilver grass in his hand moved faster, and one by one it rushed in front of him, pushing away the annoying mucus.

Tang San nodded, holding his chin, "It's quite clever this time."

Xiao Wu watched Ma Hongjun desperately throw Oscar out, and then Tang Yin caught him and neatly removed his limbs. Xiao Wu couldn't help but shuddered, "Tang Xiaoyin is getting more and more skilled at removing his arms..."

"Oscar's evasion ability isn't bad either..." Dai Mubai couldn't help but sigh as he watched Oscar scream and run around on the ground while being chased, but he couldn't help but look embarrassed, "Nowadays, the auxiliary department is really getting better and better. It’s getting harder to deal with..."

But as a soul master with different martial arts, there is always an insurmountable gap in the strengthening of the body by martial arts. In the end, Oscar was pinned to the ground by Tang Yin and was defeated in the third move of No. 20.

"Ah - what a pity, it was just a little bit close." Oscar got up and moved around, looking a little sad and angry, "Why can't you put some water on me?"

"Let it go." Tang Yin had a strange look on his face, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen the posture that my brother and I usually practice, but I still have to do three handstands because I initially thought I could do it on the second day. I'll kill you in ten moves, but I won't hold up the sign."

Oscar: ...

"Tsk." Oscar turned his head, his expression still filled with grief and anger, "You deserve to be beaten."

"Thank you for the compliment." Tang Yin smiled, and after helping the little fat man recover, he extended his hand, "Recover?"

Oscar paused, but still held Tang Yin's hand. Suddenly, warm soul power flowed in, calming the restless breath in his body, and making Oscar tremble unconsciously.

Tang Yin took back his hand and waved to everyone, "Is anyone else planning to recover?"

Tang San's group immediately raised their hands except Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing hesitated and raised his hand, "Please."

Watching Tang Yin help everyone recover their soul power and injuries, the master nodded, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and opened it, "Multiples of eight versus others."

Tang Yin was the first to look at the lottery in Tang San's hand - 35, which was very good and was not a multiple of eight.

While breathing a sigh of relief, look at the others - sixteen, 32, 24, eighty, 72, 48...

Tang Yin: ...No, six versus two?

The corner of Tang Yin's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the man holding the note, "Master, don't you think it's a little unreasonable?"

"Luck is also a part of strength." The master said calmly, but did not meet Tang Yin's eyes. "It takes one stick of incense to prepare."

Tang San silently looked at the lottery in his hand, thinking that out of the ten final battles he had, five times out of ten, he was assigned with fewer people, two times he was the only one, and the remaining three times the other two times were evenly matched, and only once could he win. Being assigned to the advantaged group made me feel a little depressed, "I feel like I've been cursed..."

"Hey, hey, hey, he's not his biological brother anymore. Can being together with his own brother be called a curse?"

Tang San glanced at Tang Yin and sighed again, "Being in the same group as you is the greatest misfortune."

Tang Yin: ...

It’s okay if you don’t want this kind of brother!

But immediately, the two of them looked at each other and laughed again. Tang San reached out and twirled the broken hair on his forehead, with a harmless smile on his face, "But there's nothing you can do about it. Who made me your brother? There will be a big fuss soon." One game?"

Tang Yin also clenched his fists and looked towards the opposite side with a bright and sunny smile, "Of course! It's hard to get the two of us together as a team, how can we do it without making a big fuss?"