Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

the next day!

When everyone learned the news, everyone was confused.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that Tianshui Academy would come up with such despicable means in order to advance!" Tai Long frowned and paced back and forth in the room.

There are three soul sects in Tianshui Academy. The reason why they can go so far in the finals depends entirely on their martial soul fusion skills. If they fight in a normal team battle, with the lineup of Lanba Academy, they will definitely lose.

Although Tai Lung feels that they will still lose even if they play according to the way they said, but... I really want to play too...

"Shameless, so shameless..." Ma Hongjun roared angrily.

To be honest, he was originally looking forward to meeting Tianshui Academy in the next game. Because the martial arts are incompatible, he has a natural advantage against Tianshui Academy.

Therefore, in his opinion, if Tianshui College is really drawn in the fourth round, Yang Pojun will definitely let himself play!

Tianshui Academy is full of beauties, and he still hopes to stand up in front of the beauties and become single...

Good guy, is it possible that I, the evil fire phoenix, am destined to hang around Goulan for the rest of my life... Looking at Yang Pojun with a resentful look on his face, Ma Hongjun felt sour in his heart. They are both men, so why is the gap so big?

Oscar sat on the chair with a sullen face and said nothing. There were five rounds in the finals, but Ma Hongjun still went up and made a fuss.

However, so far, he has been sitting on the bench. If he can't appear in the next game, he will probably be on the bench.

After all, he would not foolishly think that Yang Pojun would put him in the starting lineup in the final.

What the hell... am I about to lose my mind?

I'm here to participate in the competition, not just to be a casual observer...

Did we agree that everyone would have a chance to appear?

Shit, what's the difference between this and an insincere excuse like "please wait patiently"... Oscar wanted to slap Yang Pojun to death, but he didn't dare.

Because, so far, I am not the only one who has not appeared...

Well, although I despise Ma Hongjun's dog-licking behavior in my heart, to be honest, recently, Oscar has also been thinking about whether he should also lower his face and engage in dog-licking...

But... just when I had just made up my mind, Tianshui College came up with such a trick...

Now, he can only pray that his next opponent will not be Tianshui Academy, otherwise, he will not even have the chance to be a dog licker...

Jiangzhu glanced at Yang Pojun silently, twisting the corners of her skirt with her fingers, her eyes were reddish, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

Her mentality is on par with Oscar's. So far, she has been a fan, but she doesn't have Oscar's eager desire to appear.

After all, in her opinion, the finals are no small matter. Even if Yang Pojun is there, she must proceed with caution. It doesn't matter whether she appears or not. Winning the championship is the key.

As long as you graduate with the title of champion member of the Soul Master Competition, your future will be bright!

Besides, Ye Lingling has the strength of the Soul Sect, so why not just sit in the rest area obediently?

The boss was about to start pretending to be in B mode again. They looked at each other. Jing Ling and Huang Yuan pursed their lips at the same time. Compared to the others, the two of them had the most peaceful mentality.

They knew very well how much they weighed. In the next competition, they had already positioned themselves as cannon fodder players!

After all, those who can enter the top six must be stronger than them, so even if they appear on the stage, they will only get beaten. Whether Lanba Academy can win the first place depends on the performance of Yang Pojun and several Soul Sects.

Therefore, they are ready to lie down and fuck...

"Don't walk around. It makes my head hurt." Dugu Yan scolded Tai Long irritably and said tentatively: "Sister Er Long..."

"Okay, Yanyan, I believe Xiaojun, it's just a martial soul fusion skill. Since they are willing to play, then let them do whatever they want!" Liu Erlong waved his hand, interrupting Duguyan's words.

Dugu Yan bit her bright lips, suddenly stamped her feet, and said angrily: "These little vixens must have no good intentions!"

It's not that she doesn't trust Yang Pojun, she's just a little angry!

"I just know how to mess around with flowers..." Dugu Yan cursed in his heart after glaring at Yang Pojun, while the hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly into fists.

Looking at Yang Pojun coldly, Zhu Zhuqing's face was as dark as water. She didn't care much about Shui Bing'er's conspiracy because she knew that Yang Pojun was now invulnerable to water and fire, even if the opponent used martial soul fusion skills. There is nothing you can do against him.

However, she was afraid that the tree would be quiet but the wind would not stop...

Compared to Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling seemed much calmer. She looked meaningfully at Yang Pojun, who was sitting tensely, and she could personally feel the hesitation in his heart at this moment!

Dai Mubai looked at Yang Pojun without leaving a trace, and said with a reluctant smile: "That's okay. Although with Ye Lingling's treatment, my body is no longer seriously injured, but I have not yet fully recovered to my peak level. Even if I play, I won't be able to do anything. I can't exert 100% of my strength. If I really get them, it's up to you. Haha, it's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beauty. Brother Yang is so lucky..."

Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Several boys nodded at the same time, expressing their agreement with Dai Mubai's view.

Only Yang Pojun's expression changed drastically, and he said to me, "Shut up, shut up!"

At this time, Liu Erlong suddenly turned his head, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Your injury is not healed yet?"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth in confusion and said with difficulty: "No, it's not completely healed..."

To be honest, he just wanted to make fun of Yang Pojun to relieve the dull atmosphere. Of course, it was also because he felt a little uncomfortable and unwilling to see so many beauties competing for Yang Pojun's jealousy.

But...what the hell is Liu Erlong's reaction?

"Then go back and rest quickly!"

Liu Erlong said angrily.

Dai Mubai: "???"

Snapped--

A group of people filed out and the door closed!

Don't, don't go... Yang Pojun's right hand weakly grasped a few times.

Damn Dai Mubai, just wait for me...

It has to be said that Dai Mubai's words stung a hornet's nest. Even Ye Lingling, who was relatively gentle just now, gave him a hard look before leaving.

He believed that if it weren't for the competition tomorrow, a few girls would have stayed to teach him a lesson!

night!

Yang Pojun closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when the familiar feeling of heart palpitations came.

The knock on the door sounded again, and this time Yang Pojun was a little frightened.

Inexplicably, I thought of last night.

Opening the door, another unexpected person stood outside.

"Feng Xiaotian?"

Three black lines appeared on his forehead, and Yang Pojun's mouth twitched. What's wrong with this man?

Can't you come during the day?

After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want to challenge me to a duel?"

Feng Xiaotian was stunned, nodded and said, "Uh... you have already guessed it?"

I guess a hammer!

You are so crazy... Yang Pojun almost cursed!

Yang Pojun looked at Feng Xiaotian angrily and amusedly, and he wondered, did he look like someone who was taken advantage of?

Shui Bing'er could just dig a hole. After all, they had martial soul fusion skills, but why did Feng Xiaotian feel that he had a chance to defeat him?

Is it because my methods are not ruthless enough, or do I look like a weakling?