I lied to Bibi Dong in the beginning of Douluo

I just want you to feel what a real battle where one move and one move can directly kill one's life is like, what?I'm afraid that it won't work at this level? "

"Okay..., I didn't say I couldn't do it, just go ahead. I'm still afraid that it won't work." Ma Hongjun muttered.

"That's okay for me, just challenge yourself." Tang Yuchen nodded in response.

Flanders immediately laughed out loud. It was a smile that showed success in conspiracy. He said: "Well, I hope you won't disappoint me. I can't even achieve a hundred consecutive victories. When did I complete a hundred consecutive victories?" If you win, let’s move on to the next training.”

When Oscar heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He asked: "Then... what about me, if they never complete their [-]-game winning streak, do I have to wait here all the time?"

Flanders glanced at him and said: "You have to trust your teammates, believe that they will complete the task quickly, otherwise I can't do anything about it. Why don't you also try to participate in the singles match? Or the two of them can play in the ring. During the game, why don't you just go back to the academy to continue the devil training? By the way, that makes sense, I'll send you back to the academy to continue the devil training first, since you don't have anything to do here these days anyway."

"No, don't. I think it's good to stay here and watch them fight more. And if they want to fight a hundred games in a row, I can make sausages for them to keep up."

When Oscar heard that Flanders was going to send him back to continue the torture, he quickly said that he had had enough of Flanders's devilish training, and now he was unwilling to go back to training even if he was asked to go on stage to be beaten.

"The good thing is, can you understand how they fight? You are an auxiliary soul master. Besides, what I want is for them to break through themselves. If they can recover their status after every battle, then this hundred company What’s the point of the field?”

Flanders glared and dismissed Oscar's reasons.

Oscar hesitated during the day, and then said: "I, I think it is easy to complete a hundred consecutive games with their strength! It should not take a few days, and then it will be my turn to play a three-person match with them, that's it In a few days, you don’t have to worry about seeing me off."

Oscar smiled weakly and looked at Flanders longingly.

Flanders adjusted his reflective lenses, showed a helpless smile, and said: "There is really nothing I can do against you, so just stay here and carefully observe all the players in the ring, not just them. In battles, get familiar with this rhythm as early as possible. Don’t be scared out of your wits by others in a life-and-death battle in the future, and even forget to escape.”

Only then did Oscar show a relieved smile, patting his chest and promising: "Definitely, definitely."

"You two, get ready for the ninth round, No. 12, Ma Hongjun in the ninth East Arena, Tang Yuchen in the Ninth Middle Arena, Ma Hongjun in the East Second Arena, No. 12, Tang Yuchen in the East First Arena No. 12 Yu Chen, it’s the eighth game now, and it’ll be your turn soon.”

Both of them nodded confidently.

...

In a certain room of the underground arena, there were waves of huge sounds coming from around the arena. Even though this room was directly above the entire underground arena, the tightly structured ground had isolated most of the sounds, but there was still some sound. The sound passed through the floor and reached this room.

At this time, no one in the room obviously cared about the noisy sound, and they were all used to it.

"That bad guy Flanders is here again." Among the three people, the youngest middle-aged man was the first to break the silence. The other two in the room were both gray-haired old men. When they heard the middle-aged man's words, One of the old men laughed softly, but his voice was a little hoarse. He said: "Gangyan, after so many years, you are still so restless. What will happen if Flanders comes? Can you still be like this? Are you going to make a big fuss like before?"

"Why not? His strength must be stronger than before. If he joins the other two to form a golden iron triangle, how will we deal with it then? Are we going to have to endure it as humiliatingly as before? Gou Lao, You are just too cowardly... and conservative!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little excited. He couldn't help but slap the table with his hands, and his tone became a little irritable.

"I have said before that if you don't change your character, you will suffer a loss one day." At this time, the other old man couldn't stand it anymore and said slowly, "Even if he did what he did back then, Isn't it because things happen for a reason? We are indeed not very kind, so Lao Gou and I finally reconciled with him, and now he can appear in our underground arena, and he also brings a few young people with him, which shows that He doesn’t intend to settle old scores, so we’d better not act rashly.”

"Ah? Elder Gou, Elder Dong, aren't you trying to reconcile with him because you are afraid of the martial soul fusion skills of their Golden Iron Triangle? Flanders is just an ordinary Soul Saint when taken out alone. Even after so many years, He has become Contra now, so I don’t think we need to be afraid of him! He is so strong that he can form a golden iron triangle with the other two people, but now he is here alone, do we still need to be patient? Do we still need to be afraid? ? Why not just kill him directly? After all, once he dies, the other two people will no longer have the strength to fight us."

The middle-aged man whom Mr. Gou calls Gangyan, but his full name is Granite, is still very excited. He hates Flanders very much and wants to rush down and kill him immediately to avenge the humiliation he suffered back then.

"Granite!" Gou Lao said in a deep voice with a hint of anger in his hoarse voice: "If you still look like this, I will have to send you back! If you ruin the organization's plan, even if you are a flower No one in your family will protect you!"

The moment Granite heard about the organization, it was as if he had been splashed with cold water. He immediately stopped. He weakly replied, "Yes..., I understand, kid."

"As long as you understand, I hope you really understand." Old Supervisor Dong glanced at him and said with a bit of hatred for iron.

"Bah!" There was a gentle knock on the door of the room. With a slight movement in Granite's hand, the door lock automatically released. He cleared his throat and shouted lightly, "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful figure opened the door from the outside and walked in. It was the beautiful girl who had led Flanders and the others to the private room and delivered the game arrangements.

As soon as the beautiful sister entered the door, she said respectfully to the granite: "Master Hua, according to the request of the guest, he insisted on letting the two contestants compete for a hundred consecutive victories. It seems that he is very confident in the two of them. , I have arranged opponents for the two of them according to your request."

"Well, very good." Granite looked at the location of the two old men with some irritation. As expected, the two had already left when the beautiful sister came in. After the previous conversation, he now felt sorry for that damn Fu Rand just wanted to be out of sight and out of mind. Since he couldn't be touched, he simply ignored him so as not to increase his worries. So he said to the beautiful sister absentmindedly: "Okay, that's it. From now on, we'll be together." Just follow the process and don’t pay special attention to them.”

"Okay, Mr. Hua."

"Well, you go down first."

"Yes." The beautiful sister bowed respectfully and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Granite stopped her. He stared at the beautiful figure of his beautiful sister and the delicate face wearing a special headdress, and asked in a somewhat arrogant tone: "Michael, how long have you been working under my hand?"

Michael looked at where his eyes were looking, feeling a little shy, with a hint of red on his face, and said softly: "Returning to Mr. Hua, Michael has been under your care for three years."

"It's been three years. I think you were only 15 years old when I brought you back. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so fast. You've grown so big now." Granite said with a chuckle, his eyes never leaving Michael.

"Everything is a blessing from Master Hua's care."

"Hahaha, you can talk. Come, come here and let me take a good look at how your cultivation is going. I will take your pulse. By the way, we will spar and I will see the results of your cultivation."

Granite's words were very interesting. Michael, who had been struggling in the underground arena for three years, naturally understood what he meant. Naturally, he immediately came to Granite with a very shy look and said to him He looked at the granite and said: "If we want to compete, I hope Mr. Hua will be merciful."

Granite smiled evilly and didn't say anything. He just patted the dust on his pants.

The meaning is very simple, that is, this is the battlefield.

Michael was already feeling happy at this time. Did he finally wait for this opportunity?An opportunity to soar.

With an extremely unwilling and super-rejecting expression, she launched her offensive without hesitation, allowing Mr. Hua and herself to directly enter into a personal fight.

It can only be said that Granite deserves to be the actual controller of this underground arena. He is terrifyingly powerful and has sufficient fighting experience. Facing Michael's attack, he looked completely comfortable and leisurely. At the same time, While resisting attacks, he could also hit just the right amount of force, enough to affect Michael but not enough to incapacitate her with one blow.

Just as the two were discussing each other, time quietly came to a full two hours after Michael came in. At this time, Michael had already been killed and his armor was discarded, and his face turned crimson due to exhaustion. She also looked more pitiful, but as a soul master, she was having some difficulty moving inexplicably due to her injuries.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it, walking slowly step by step. Although she had just received the opportunity to soar into the sky, she could not forget her own job.

It has to be said that even if the soul master's body adjustment ability is good, when she slowly walked into the arena, the wound was almost healed to its original appearance, and the blood had gradually stopped.

Her cautious steps also began to return to normal, and her face showed a charming smile that she had already become very skilled in. She returned to the position that temporarily belonged to her, speaking softly and politely to everyone who came and went. Provide them with services politely and answer their questions.