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

"Oh oh oh oh oh... an eye-popping scene happened!!

The Xingtian Armor player actually flew up, he actually flew up! ? !

What an unexpected method!How should our turtle player respond now? "

The referee, who is both a commentator and a referee, is impassioned and his voice can easily arouse people's emotions. The whole audience is excited.

"Ooooooooo~"

The big turtle looked at Mu Zige, dumbfounded, and screamed "Aoao", constantly provoking Mu Zige.

Although Mu Zige didn't understand, she could guess that this guy wanted to let him go down.

Ah!impossible!

Give up your own advantage and confront that big turtle who looks very reckless at first glance?

"..."

Yes, but not necessary!

The opponent gritted his teeth in hatred, but had no choice but to take the initiative to exit the form of the big turtle and use his special move on Mu Zige.

Gestures universal to all heavens...

Erect middle finger!

"You are mean!"

Mu Zige: "Who calls me mean?"

"I!"

"Who are you calling mean?"

"Despicable call you!"

"Oh~"

Mu Zige nodded meaningfully and hit him with a flying kick.

What followed was a series of combos, taking advantage of the opponent's weakness and lack of reaction to send the opponent off the ring.

"Despicable goodbye, no send!"

After Muzige won the victory, under the leadership of the guards, she found the private room where Bibi Dong was.

At this time, besides Bibi Dong, there were already four people inside.

There are two auxiliary soul masters in the first and second teams who did not participate in the single-player soul battle, and Ye Lingling is one of them.

There are also Hu Liena and Xie Yue.

They also won easily, much earlier than Mu Zige. After arriving here, they also watched Mu Zige's game for a while.

"Brother Xie Yue, Nana, you have finished the game." After speaking to the Pope first, Mu Zige looked at Hu Liena and Xie Yue and said.

Hu Liena was speechless and complained for the nth time: "You call me brother, brother, call me Nana. I'm obviously older than you. You have distorted the names of the entire Wuhun Palace."

No, the seniority is almost in chaos because of Mu Zige.

Mu Zige smiled awkwardly, changed the topic directly, and started chatting with Hu Liena and others about the issue of fighting souls.

Bibi Dong will also give a few comments.

Soon after, Tang Lingling and Zhu Zhuqing ended the game one after another and found this private room.

After waiting again for about a few minutes, the door of the private room was knocked again, but this time it was a man wearing Wuhun Palace guard equipment who entered.

It was the guard who brought Yu Xiaogang into the Pope's Palace and came to look for the Pope.

The guard saluted Bibi Dong respectfully and said, "His Majesty the Pope, that famous master... Yu Xiaogang has the papal decree and wants to see you."

Bibi Dong was stunned.

Mu Zige was also stunned and looked at Bibi Dong hesitantly.

This is coming?

……

Yu Xiaogang waited in the side hall for a long time.

During this period, there were other people waiting here, and when they saw Yu Xiaogang, they all looked strange.

One person even ridiculed directly: "Hey, you, a master of plagiarism, still dare to come to Wuhun Palace and ask for theories from His Majesty the Pope? You have no shame."

Yu Xiaogang dealt with such words fairly calmly.

He hid under the table, covered his head with ragged clothes, exposed his upper body, and ignored anyone who spoke.

A look of deception.

In addition, the elders or other personnel of Wuhun Palace also learned about Yu Xiaogang’s arrival at the Pope Palace.

After the discussion, the Seventh Elder hurried over, planning to play tricks on... Well, welcome Yu Xiaogang, an old colleague.

As soon as he entered the side hall and pulled Yu Xiaogang out from under the table, he wanted to hold his hand, but after thinking about it he gave up and said excitedly:

"Oh, brother Xiaogang, why didn't you say anything to me when you came to the Pope's Palace?

After all, we were colleagues once.

well?Why aren't you wearing any clothes?

These guards are too much and don't even give me a piece of clothing.

Here, bro. "

The seventh elder took out a square and wide cloth, spread it on the table, covering the scene under the table, and said:

"Brother, just hide under the table and don't make a sound when anyone comes? Then no one will know that you are hiding under the table. I'll find you some clothes first."

"Brother, take care!"

The seventh elder hugged his fists heavily, turned around and left the side hall in a hurry, his expression instantly became cold and a little disgusting.

Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at the leaving figure of the seventh elder, still in confusion.

He was not very familiar with this seventh elder. When he was in Wuhun Hall, he only met him a few times and never exchanged a few words with him.

but……

"There is true love in the world!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded with a holy face, lifted up the cloth on the table, and got under the table.

I thought to myself: "There are still good people in Wuhun Palace. When I defeat them, I will definitely spare your life. Huh? By the way, what is that elder's name?"

While he was thinking about it, another elder also entered the side hall, holding a gun in his hand. When he walked around, he stepped on the ground and made a slight sound.

Yu Xiaogang could confirm that this person was not the seventh elder just now through the sound of his conversation with the guard.

Not really, but they are all here to cause trouble for you.

This elder "pretended to be blind by using his mental power" and showed off his marksmanship in front of the table where Yu Xiaogang was sitting.

Just playing around, he shot it under the table.

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes wide and felt the pain in his shoulder.

The tip of the gun has already penetrated in. Although it's not deep, it hurts!

嘤嘤嘤~

The gun was then retracted, and there was a small hole in the cloth. There was also a hole in Yu Xiaogang's shoulder, which was still bleeding.

Then another shot came in, and one after another.

Yu Xiaogang covered his mouth with his hands, his whole body was trembling, and there was sweat on his forehead.

I have suffered in vain and dare not speak out. I will only cry in my heart:

"Is this old guy sick? You just practice shooting. What are you doing here? And you stabbed yourself under the table so many times. I [beep beep beep beep beep beep]..."

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened again, he made a strange sound, his body jumped forward, the table trembled, and half of his ugly face was reflected on the tablecloth, but luckily he didn't fall out.

Yu Xiaogang quickly retracted and touched his back. It was so wet that he really made himself cry.

"Ah~ I feel so good!"

The elder outside put away his gun, stretched his body, and left.

Yu Xiaogang then came out with a sigh of relief, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "This Wuhun Palace is nothing more than that. A titled Douluo can't find me hiding under the table. It's really... "

Ok?

Yup!

How could Title Douluo not notice him.

Then he heard a loud voice outside the door. It was the seventh elder who gave him the tablecloth:

"Why are you here? You're pretending to be an elder again. Be careful not to let others see you. I'll remove you from your post."

Oh!I see.

Then you're done, I'm going to file a complaint!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered.