Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Yu Xiaogang, whose face turned red after being told this, touched the papal decree in his arms, took it out, and shouted loudly with red eyes: "Seeing the papal decree is like seeing the pope himself, kneel down and apologize!!"

But still no one paid attention to him!

The meaning of the papal decree has long since changed with the last recycling. Those who see the papal decree are respectful, but do not need to salute.

Also, the kneeling ceremony has long been cancelled, and Yu Xiaogang knew at a glance that he didn't understand it.

Moreover, the Holy Son had specifically explained this a long time ago.

If Yu Xiaogang, a master of plagiarism, holds a papal decree, he will be as good as [-].If you want to enter the papal palace, don't give him face and ignore the papal decree.

"Whether you're going to get in or not, you're whining. If you don't get in, get out." The guard who talked to Yu Xiaogang before thought of the Holy Son's instructions and said unceremoniously.

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he decided to fight the guard to the end to defend his dignity.

As a result, the guard grabbed the collar and lifted it up. Then with a "tear" sound, the inferior clothes tore, exposing Yu Xiaogang's upper body.

Really...not so good?

It's wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, which makes it look nutritious at first glance.

"You, how can you use violence?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of tears and he was crying. He covered his chest with his hands and his cheeks were red.

it is good--

ugly!

"So are you going to get in or not?"

Yu Xiaogang bowed his head, and finally had to compromise under the absolute threat of force.

"I'm coming in, but can you find me something to wear?"

"No. You can find it yourself." The guard refused directly, not bothering to coddle him.

"How can I show my face like this?"

"Then I don't care, I still say the same thing, do you like it or not?"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart burning, but what could he do?

Thinking that the purpose of coming here was to clarify his "grievances", Yu Xiaogang's throat rolled and he swallowed his grievances.

"Wait! When I see Dong'er, I will let him experience all the suffering in the world."

Yu Xiaogang put the rotten clothes on his body, covered his face, lowered his head and said softly: "Take me to see Bibi Dong!"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's address to the Pope, the guard frowned again, and forcefully asked Yu Xiaogang to change his title before taking him to the side hall of the Pope's Palace.

After arriving at the side hall, he asked Yu Xiaogang to wait inside while he went to find the Pope.

At this time, Bibi Dong was in a private room in the Spirit Fighting Arena in Wuhun City, watching the battle below calmly.

Today's training is actual combat, a battle in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

At this time, only one day had passed since the meeting with Mu Zige in the intelligence office.

The battle in the ring that Bibi Dong was watching was Mu Zige's single battle.

Mu Zige’s opponent was a level 49 defense soul master with a spirit armor stone turtle.

Mu Zige touched his face. The special "Xingtian Armor" mask he was wearing, paired with the silver Silver Moon Armor on his body, and the summoner on his waist, really didn't match at all.

"Peng Peng Peng!"

The green snake staff in his hand struck heavily on the outside of his body, which was covered with a stone tortoise shell. The continuous attacks were quite effective.

The opponent retreated step by step, but he seized the opportunity and used the third soul skill that he had planned for a long time.

"Stone crack!"

The stone tortoise shell on the opponent's body suddenly cracked and turned into pieces of fine stones, all of which were sharper ones, and they were all hit at Mu Zige who was very close.

Mu Zige stepped back step by step. Under his control, the soul rings suspended on both sides of his body trembled slightly, flew out, and launched an attack in a way that no one could have imagined.

Then, eight mechanical spider claws suddenly sprang out from behind Mu Zige, stabbing at the attacking rubble with great flexibility.

Silver-white claw shadows streaked through the air, making hunting sounds.

"Roar!"

The opponent let out a roar, and the earth and rocks gathered in his hands. Two sharp shields appeared in his hands, which could be used to attack or defend. They entangled with Mu Zige's soul ring, and then knocked away the first yellow soul ring.

But after all, it was Mu Zige who wanted to be faster, break all the gravel, and rushed over with sand and scars on his body.

The clones appeared beside them, jumped up, each grabbed a soul ring, and slashed at their opponents.

The opponent raised his shield to resist, and both soul rings were struck on the stone shield.

The left clone's attack is weaker and is easily blocked.

Mu Zige's attack on the right was much stronger, and the opponent's arms were faintly shaking.

Behind Mu Zige, the mechanical Eight Spider Spears suddenly spread out and turned into piles of parts floating in the air. Then they reorganized and turned into a thick stick more than three meters long.

The two outermost ends of the stick are purple-black, dotted with silver lines, and then a large section in the center is entirely silver, dotted with other colors, making the stick look bright but not vulgar.

Mu Zige jumped back, the soul ring re-suspended in the air, and struck directly at Huanglong. The three-meter-long stick, supported by Mu Zige's huge power, stabbed directly into the opponent's stomach.

The opponent was directly hit and flew backwards. After falling to the ground, his steps were unsteady.

But at this time, he released his soul skill, and the original stone turtle shell changed from invisible to tangible, covering his body again.

The opponent was lying on the ring, looking at Mu Zige, who was rushing towards him, with a strange light in his eyes. A body protruded from the tortoise shell, followed by four limbs.

Then it was like a bison that saw red, charging wildly, completely without the speed of a normal turtle, ridiculously fast, unable to stop at all, just like Xuanmai.

"It's a pity that I didn't show off my skills."

Mu Zige thought about this, but her reaction was not slow at all. Knowing that the impact was extremely powerful, she turned around and stepped back.

But the clone pushed forward resolutely, being brave and not afraid of difficulties.

Then he was knocked away by the big turtle and turned into a point of light in the air.

But in Mu Zige's card box, there is an additional [Shadow Clone] skill card that is cooling down.

And the big turtle had already turned around and crashed towards Mu Zige.

Mu Zige curled his lips and weighed the stick in his hand. The position of its head decomposed and reorganized, becoming sharp.

It turned into a javelin and was thrown out by Mu Zige.

This is the transformation ability of the Mechanical Eight Spider Spear. It can transform into many things, such as the current stick and javelin.

Of course, not much can be changed.

Such as thermal weapons.

Mu Zige uses the [Acceleration] skill card and is ready to run around the ring at any time.

And the "javelin" he threw hit the big turtle accurately, and half of it pierced into the thick neck.

The big turtle shook its body, and through the slightly illusory figure, he could vaguely see the opponent wrapped inside shaking his head, looking somewhat painful.

The body of the big turtle became more and more unreal.

Seeing this, Mu Zige raised a smile on her lips.

He knew he was right.

The mysterious light blooming in the opponent's eyes at that moment should be soul bones.

He relied on the ability of the soul bone to release the big turtle.

However, although this big turtle is strong, it consumes a lot of energy.

Just wear him out.

With this thought, Mu Zige released the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone skill and flew.