Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

one move.

one foot.

The three-game winning streak was defeated by the Soul Sect.

Even if Su Ming walked into the passage and couldn't see it, the audience's mood still stayed at that moment just now.

They didn't look back until the host announced the start of the next soul fight.

Tread-

Su Ming returned to the competition area with a blank face, his figure was firm and steady, and he was flattered.

After obtaining a ray of ultimate gold, the soul power in his body also changed quietly.

Even the power of [One Style Sword Finger] has been greatly improved.

Not to mention the soul sect under normal conditions, even if it is possessed by a martial soul, it will be severely injured by [One Style Sword Finger].

The single-point penetrating power of the [One-style Sword Finger] that Su Ming is using at this moment is definitely better than the second soul skill of the Soul Sect.

The result is destined to fight the soul, why waste time on this?

Therefore, he chose the fastest way to end the battle.

Waiting for someone else to possess a martial spirit?

It was an upright appreciative duel, and the academic style was not suitable for him who pursued winning streaks.

Can kill, one hit kills.

If you can win, you must win quickly.

【drop!Congratulations to the host for gaining 74 reputation points, which will be automatically converted into 74 martial arts promotion points. 】

hehe~

A soul fight, so many spectators, so many soul masters, the prestige value is pitifully low.

Knowing about the low conversion rate, Su Ming didn't pay attention to it.

Swish!

Long planks appeared out of thin air.

The brush was dipped in some aged soy sauce, and the brush was sloppy, leaving ink marks when it slid.

Letter:

[Sincerely looking for 2v2 partners]

[Requirements: Level 41 or 42 soul sect is preferred, with a gentle personality, hard work, obedience to commands, and a Silver Douluo badge. 】

Uh…

Looking at the information on the wooden board, the soul masters couldn't help but rub their eyes, thinking they read a typo.

When they saw it clearly again, everyone was in an uproar.

On-site team?

Silver fighting spirit badge?

Only level 41 and level 42 are recruited?

Lie to three-year-olds!

"Tsk, young people don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, do they feel invincible after winning a game?"

"If he hadn't made a sneak attack, Ximen Jiu, that idiot, might not have been able to beat him. He would really be a sensationalist!"

"Hehe, I opened my mouth to see the silver fighting spirit badge. I am so ignorant and fearless. After staying in the fighting spirit field for so long, I still have a copper fighting spirit badge."

"It's understandable to be young and energetic. After all, the Soul Arena will let him understand everything, won't it?"

"..."

Almost everyone looked at Su Ming like an idiot.

Their eyes were indifferent and contemptuous, and some people walked with their arms crossed and the corners of their mouths contemptuous.

However, no one is willing to step forward.

Three meters around Su Ming formed a vacuum.

Everyone hid away, afraid of being affected by this stupid bad luck.

Just after returning from gambling, Xiao Wu also froze in place when she saw the scene.

"Is he really going to recruit teammates?"

"Is it still a typo?"

Xiao Wu felt uncomfortable and scratched her head, feeling unable to turn her head around.

Everyone else seems to be easy to understand, but his brother Su Ming always eludes her.

If you want to win the game and recruit soul sects above level 45, wouldn't it be better to combine forces?

It also includes silver fighting spirit badges, and recruits low-level soul sects to form a team...

No matter how you look at it, it feels like the human beings say "withdrawing from the south to the north"!

Can't figure it out~

emm... old rules!

then don't think about it~

Just wait and ask if it's okay~

A sweet smile appeared on her immature face, Xiao Wu weighed the gold coins earned in her pocket again, as if afraid of losing them.

After all, this is all hard-earned money - it's my brother's blood and sweat, my money, hehe~

If he knew what Xiao Wu was thinking right now, Su Ming would treat her to a meal when he returned home.

There was a sign, but Su Ming didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

Who is the clown, history will decide, and the latter will comment on it.

Su Ming waited calmly.

After a while, a figure of an iron tower stood in front of him, with rough muscles like granite, and the veins on his arms were knotted like dragons.

Just standing in front of it makes people feel oppressed.

The most conspicuous thing was the blood hole on his chest, and half of his clothes were stained red.

Looking at the person coming, Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why, are you not convinced?"

"No no."

Ximen Jiu trembled in fright, and waved his hands quickly, how dare he refuse to accept it.

Then point your finger at the sign.

"I just want to come and ask you, you need teammates, see if I can do it?"

"You?" Su Ming frowned, a little surprised.

Thinking that he was rejected again, Ximenjiu felt anxious.

Honest and honest, he blurted out immediately, "I am particularly resistant to beatings after being possessed by a martial soul, and it definitely meets your requirements. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Ximen Jiu looked at Su Ming with burning eyes, as if he was looking forward to forming a team with Su Ming.

He has played more than 20 games in the Soul Fighting Arena, so he is very clear about his strengths and weaknesses.

Defense and strength are not inferior to other soul sects, but the speed is too slow and it is too easy to be beaten.

Su Ming not only had great strength, but also had good speed.

Team up with him, he is definitely defensive, and he is definitely output.

Well, if he loses I will admit defeat, if he wins I will win~

No matter how you look at it, I have taken advantage of it~

While Ximen Jiu was looking at Su Ming, the latter was also looking at him with sharp eyes.

This strong figure with a copper wall and an iron wall~

Those clear and stupid eyes~

Su Ming had already made a decision in his heart.

——This person is deceitful!

Su Ming immediately nodded and said, "Okay, it's just you, I see you have a good fate, I'll let you take advantage."

Seeing that Su Ming agreed to form a team, the corners of Ximenjiu's mouth twitched, and he didn't hide his feelings, he just smiled.

Dad always said that he was not smart enough, now I finally found someone who is stupider than me~

The two people who have their own thoughts form a 2v2 combination.

The group's name, of course, was given by Su Ming. It's called "Bu Liu Xing", which means that they won't be stopped by others.

At the same time, he signed up for the 2v2 Soul Fighting Competition.

When he came to the 2v2 soul fighting rest area of ​​the third fighting spirit field, strange eyes from around immediately swept over him.

consternation.

indifferent.

banter.

Everyone looked like they were looking at a fool.

Wearing a mask, can you recognize Ximen Jiu?

Su Ming frowned slightly, turned his eyes to Ximen Jiu, and asked in a cold voice:

"Have you participated in 2v2 soul fighting before?"

"That... I'm a little hard to explain." Ximen Jiu glanced away guiltily.

His right index finger circled around his left index finger, very embarrassed.

But under Su Ming's cold and persuasive eyes, he had no choice but to speak the truth hesitantly.

He did have a team before, but the other party disliked him for being useless in frontal combat, so they disbanded.

When the team is disbanded, the personal points will also be cleared.

His reputation is not very good, so naturally no one wants to form a team with him.

Knowing the truth, Su Ming didn't look down on Ximen Jiu, but he was a little curious.

"I remember that the Giant Elephant's Martial Soul doesn't seem bad, its defense and strength are at the top."

"Even if the speed is slower, it won't mean that no one will team up with you?"

Ximen Jiu chuckled, unexpectedly he was discovered.

"My soul skills are all defensive skills, not, not attacking soul skills."

"..." Su Ming was speechless.

Feelings, you let your teammates 1v2, and you are ready to lie down and win~

"Those three consecutive victories, you won't be the one who wiped out people with blood, right?"

"Hey, what are you doing...cough cough, captain, you are indeed smarter than me."

Su Ming, "...".

Conscience, finally no longer hurt~