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At the end of the draw, Bishop Platinum, who was fair, open and just, faced the entire audience and made a big deal for all the participants. Any soul master who can enter the finals, Wuhun Temple will make an exception and allow him to directly join Wuhun Temple.

In front of Emperor Xue Ye, Bishop Bai Jin's face is not red, his heart is not beating, he is openly poaching, and he just asks you if you are angry?

If Ning Fengzhi hadn't stopped him, Yang Pojun would have really doubted that Emperor Xueye would suddenly jump up, slap the shameless Platinum Bishop, and roar: Get lost...

With different thoughts, all participating teams left the field and returned to the fixed rest area.

Yang Pojun took a quick glance and found that the emotions of everyone in the Soul Fighting Arena could be roughly divided into four types.

The first type is the audience, who are very excited. With Ning Fengzhi's words, probably what they are most eager to see now is a large-scale face-slapping scene.

They don't care whether there is a shady story or not, even if there is, it is just in line with their expectations. With the mentality of just watching the excitement, all the audience are eagerly looking forward to the first game that is about to start. They want to see What kind of strength does Lanba Academy have to let go of its lofty words?

The second type is the students of Tiandou Team 500. At this moment, they are as happy as if they have won [-] million!

Everyone was gearing up and looking fierce. Some even touched their chins and stared at the group of Lanba Academy men maliciously, as if they were considering where to start in order to resolve the battle in the shortest possible time.

In their opinion, a small Lanba Academy could be so arrogant?

As the saying goes, if you pretend to be the toughest B, you will get the most severe beating. It is time for them to clearly understand the consequences of pretending to be B.

Just one sentence and the killing is over.

Not only did they have to slap him in the face in public, but they also had to slap him loudly!

The third type was the other students from the Soul Master Academy, who sighed and looked at the Tiandou Team [-] with expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

It looked as if Lanba Academy was a soft persimmon, capable of stepping on anyone who stepped in. They now wished that their own academy would replace Tiandou Team [-] on the stage.

The last one is the group of people from Lanba Academy, especially Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. Looking at the malicious expressions of everyone around them, they feel a cold feeling on their backs!

Um... I'm so mentally depressed.

At this moment, several people felt that they were even more unjust than Dou E!

This is a sudden disaster...

Who do you think we provoked?

Why did he suddenly become the public enemy of his participating team?

To be honest, the slogan was thought up by Yang Pojun and the tactics were arranged by the master. Does it have anything to do with us?

Okay, these two culprits don’t have to go on stage. We will take the blame for sharing the blame. You two hide behind and watch the fun...

Hmm... Excuse me, where can I hire a high-level soul master killer?

Waiting online, it’s quite urgent!

In the rest area, Tang San walked up to the master after hesitating for a while, "Teacher..."

After giving a complicated glance at Yang Pojun, who was as if nothing had happened, the master took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Xiao San, don't let other people affect your emotions. The soul master competition is destined to rely on strength to speak for itself. Go ahead. I want you to win a game with thunder and show your strength to those who want to see a joke!"

At this point, the only way the master can think of to break the situation is to keep winning. As for Yang Pojun, let him remain mysterious.

"Teacher, are you going all out?" Nodding, Tang San looked at the master solemnly.

Tang San was not stupid, he could see the teacher's purpose.

If you really just want to win, the simplest, most effective, and most practical tactic is to let Yang Pojun play.

The player with the highest soul power in previous soul master competitions will never exceed level [-]. Faced with this situation where even a bright card can win, the teacher used his trump card as an excuse to not let Yang Pojun play, and tried his best to train himself to become the team's leader. Soul man.

This can only mean one thing. The teacher is sure to win the championship with this team. He has no intention of letting him play. He hopes to make himself the most outstanding and dazzling star in this soul master competition.

In this case, as the master's only disciple, I can only do my best to not let the teacher down.

The master wanted to prove himself, so why didn't Tang San want to prove himself?

Therefore, at this moment, he was fully immersed in the competition environment. Facing the rest of the Soul Master Academy teams who were watching eagerly, Tang San didn't feel a trace of pressure. Instead, he felt his blood boiling.

"No, I have studied it. Compared with this team, the strength of the second Tiandou team is very different. Moreover, there is no soul sect among them. Therefore, I only allow you to play one soul sect in this game. The specific reasons are It's up to you to decide who will appear. I have only one request: end the battle in the shortest possible time!" A cruel sneer appeared on the master's stiff face.

It didn't take long before a staff member came to remind everyone that it was time for them to appear.

The first battle of Lanba Academy was finally led by Tang San, with Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Jiangzhu, Tailong, Jingling and Huang Yuan participating!

"Oh, it's mysterious. You guys also want to win the championship? You really want to eat swan meat. You are so delusional. Who is your captain? He really won't come up?" Standing on the ring, before starting the fight, let's fight first. The second team of Tiandou opened fire first.

Through the introduction just now, it turned out that their captain really didn't play, which made the students of Tiandou Team [-] feel very weak.

"You want our captain to play, but you're not qualified enough!" With a sinister grin, Tai Lung clapped his hands together, his eyes flashing fiercely.

This sounds harsh, but it's true.

"Stop talking nonsense and show me the real deal!" Tang Sanyi frowned. Before leaving just now, the teacher reminded him to try not to mention Yang Pojun after he came on stage.

"Okay, well said, come on, let us see the strength of the future champion. I hope you can hold on for a while, but don't be a silver-tongued person who only looks good but is useless..."

An invisible chilling air quietly spread among the players on both sides.

The referee gives the order and the game begins...

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Emperor Xue Ye turned sideways and glanced at Xue Qinghe: "Qinghe, among the little guys below, which one is your friend?"

"Father, he didn't play!" Xue Qinghe smiled and shook his head. How could he take action against a group of soul masters around level [-]...

"Your Highness, your friend is not the captain mentioned by Sect Master Ning, is he?" Bishop Bai Jin on the other side suddenly took over the conversation and looked at Xue Qinghe with a smile on his face.

"Bishop Salas is right. That friend of mine is indeed the captain of Lanba Academy!" Nodding, Xue Qinghe admitted generously. Not only that, but he also added inexplicably at the end: "Our relationship has always been good. , I am very optimistic about him!"

"Really? Then may I ask, what is the strength of this friend of yours? What makes you so confident in him?" Salas looked at Xue Qinghe with a half-smile.

With an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes, Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes and spit out two words from his mouth: "Secret!"