Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

Qian Motang helped Feng Xiao go to the points registration table to register her points. She actually lost the first soul fighting competition, and her points immediately became negative.

As soon as Feng Xiao saw her points, she didn't have any points, but she still owed them. She couldn't help but cry in her heart. Her martial spirit was obviously so strong, but she lost to a bird and beast martial spirit. It's a level 49 soul sect!

Feng Xiao's mood at this moment made her want to grab Qian Motang's clothes and ask loudly, what on earth did she do not well enough to lose to that girly guy!

But her pride prevented her from questioning Qian Motang, so she could only swallow it in her stomach.

Feng Xiao took out her Iron Fighting Spirit badge and handed it to the staff member who registered the points. She turned her head away in a bad mood, not wanting to see her name that owed points appear on that shameful stone tablet.

After quickly taking the Iron Fighting Soul badge handed over by the staff, Feng Xiao was about to leave in anger, but was stopped by Qian Motang, Helian Jue and Dugu Jiao.

Qian Motang frowned and persuaded her in a gentle tone, "Xiaoxiao, I think it's better for you to accumulate more practical experience. Don't feel embarrassed just because you lost once. The student here has never been embarrassed. What are you afraid of!"

As he said that, Qian Motang pointed his finger directly at the stone tablet with numerous names engraved on it. It not only had Feng Xiao's name, but also the names of other people. So there is really nothing to fear from being embarrassed, as long as you face it calmly. .

He Lianjue also followed up with persuasion, "Sister Mo'er is right. You, Feng Xiao, are not the first person to enter the soul fighting competition and have negative points. What do you have to worry about?"

Dugujiao just glanced at Feng Xiao and said coldly: "I mean, you are not a great royal princess, a noble lady, or a lady from an aristocratic family. Do you need to be so pretentious?"

Really, if you lose, you lose, and it’s not a big deal, right?

But it must have happened for a reason. After all, after seeing He Lianjue and her, both of whom were shining brightly in the soul fighting competition, the pride in their hearts caused them to become a little face-saving.

If Qian Motang goes up to the soul fighting stage and wins, then among the four of them, only Feng Xiao loses. She is afraid that she will have a sense of inferiority, self-doubt, and the psychological suggestion that she cannot win.

No wonder Feng Xiao was so angry.

When he thought that Qian Motang was about to go to the battlefield, he immediately turned his head and reminded the other party, "Qian Motang, the four of us have been on the soul fighting stage three times, and it's just you. Isn't it time for you to go to the soul fighting stage?"

When Qian Motang heard this, she immediately came to her senses. Indeed, it was indeed time for her to go to the soul fighting stage.

And she also heard the high-pitched voice of the referee and host, "Now for the next game, Fighting Soul Sect Qian Motang, Martial Soul Seraphim, Level 49, vs. Fighting Soul Sect Jinbao, Martial Soul Lightning Thunder Leopard , Level 50. Jinbao of the Fighting Soul Sect has been in the Soul Fighting Arena for many years, with a record of thirty-seven wins and sixteen losses. This time, it is the last Soul Fighting match for his ten consecutive championships. Once he wins this He is a well-deserved tenth consecutive champion in every soul fighting competition."

"As for the Seraph Martial Spirit, it seems that everyone has not heard the name of this Martial Spirit for more than 20 years. This Martial Spirit is the top-level martial spirit in the legend. This spirit fighting competition, but this This is the first time for a student to participate in the competition, allowing us to witness the power of the Seraph Martial Spirit. Now, two participating students are invited to take the stage, and we are looking forward to this student's performance!"

He Lianjue and Dugujiao turned to look at Qian Motang, signaling her to quickly enter the Soul Fighting Tunnel.

Qian Motang looked at Feng Xiao who was very emotionally unstable with worry, fearing that she would be angry, so he just threw up his sleeves and left.

He Lianjue and Dugujiao naturally noticed Qian Motang's worry, and quickly comforted her: "It's okay, there are two of us here, we will comfort her well, you don't have to worry too much."

"That's right, she's just getting into trouble right now. As long as we explain it properly, she should be able to wake up and react. As for you, it's time to go back and fight your soul fighting game properly, don't lose."

He Lianjue and Dugujiao pushed Qian Motang into the Soul Fighting Corridor, but the other party turned around and looked at Feng Xiao, who kept lowering his head, clasping his hands tightly and saying nothing.

Finally, under repeated urging from the referee and host, Qian Motang had to turn his head, speed up, and get on the ring.

After seeing Qian Motang walking into the Soul Fighting Corridor, Helian Jue and Dugu Jiao's gentle and amiable moods suddenly darkened, and they immediately turned to glare at Feng Xiao.

"Feng Xiao, what do you mean? It's just that you lost a game. The worst thing you can do is win it back. Is there any need to vent your anger on Sister Mo'er?" He Lianjue scolded Feng Xiao coldly and angrily, I think she is really too ignorant!

Dugujiao's expression didn't look good, and she despised Feng Xiao in her heart. What kind of arrogance did she have to actually think that she could win? Did she look down on the soul master of Shrek Academy too much?

Don’t you know the famous aphorism of Shrek Academy? This academy only accepts monster students!

If she couldn't afford to lose even this little bit, then she would have to suffer thousands of losses because she never thought she would win!

Feng Xiao pursed her lips and said nothing. There was an angry light in her eyes, but she hid it well. She clenched her hands tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands popped out, as if she was enduring the anger.

Feng Mo didn't know when she got out of Feng Xiao's clothes, flapped her little wings, came to the other party, and asked doubtfully.

"Feng Xiao, what's wrong with you? Why did your mood suddenly change?" Feng Mo felt that Feng Xiao's mood was very unstable at the moment, and she immediately panicked.

Feng Xiao said gloomily and coldly: "It's okay, I just lost a game!"

When Feng Mo heard this, she was speechless. She blinked and glanced at Feng Xiao. It was enough that this guy suddenly got into trouble just because he lost a game.

But when she heard the accusations from Helian Jue and Dugu Jiao, Feng Mo immediately understood what was going on. Her eyes were full of contempt for her, and she snorted coldly, "I mean Feng Xiao, Are you being too pretentious? It’s not like you’ve never lost a game before. As for being obsessed with this unimportant game?”

When Feng Xiao heard Feng Mo's understatement, she immediately became angry and yelled at her, "What do you mean it's not an important game? This game is very important to me, do you know!"

"What???" Feng Mo couldn't help but say three big greetings above her head. This is just a soul fighting competition. Is it really that important to Feng Xiao?

"Humph, it's all in vain to tell you, a cub who doesn't understand anything!" Feng Xiao ignored Feng Mo and turned around to walk into the viewing platform.

Even though she was in a very bad mood at the moment, she still knew what was important and what was serious. Qian Motang participated in the soul fighting competition for the first time. As a good friend, she had to go and watch the battle no matter what.

As for what He Lian Jue and Dugu Jiao said just now, yes, Feng Xiao's pride was at work. After all, she lost to a soul master on the ground, which made her feel a little embarrassed.