Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

After Director Ao said this, Yu Tianheng smiled directly, and then pointed at Kuangxi and others not far away.

"Director Ao, if you don't arrange for people to treat them, they will die!"

Manager Ao looked in the direction of Yu Tianheng's finger and saw blood constantly pouring out of Kuangxi's inner thigh, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

Manager Ao then realized that if they were severely injured, they would soon bleed to death if they were not treated. Although he didn't really want to save them, so many people were watching here.

After thinking about it for a while, he still called the staff of the Great Soul Fighting Arena and directly carried the members of the Mad Sentai down.

There were seven people in the group, some were crippled, some were crippled.

The spectators who supported Team Madness became silent at this time, not only because their favorite team lost, but also because when they placed their bets, they saw that the odds were relatively high and wanted to take a gamble. All lost now!

Yun Feng and Yu Tianheng didn't stop too much and walked directly off the soul fighting stage.

In their eyes, this was actually a trivial matter. Yun Feng and Yu Tianheng had vented their anger, and the other party had received the lesson they deserved, so they naturally felt very comfortable.

However, Yu Tianheng's good mood did not last long and was directly broken by Yun Feng.

"Captain, you lost to me this time!"

Seeing the smile on Yun Feng's face, Yu Tianheng twitched his lips, took out a card from his storage soul guide, and then handed it directly to Yun Feng.

"Here, your trophy!"

After Yun Feng saw it, he was not polite and put the card away. He had lost several times before, and now it was his turn.

Gotta take some back!

Although he has the reward that the Qibao Glazed Sect gave him last time, he can't spend money indiscriminately, right?

After coming to the audience, Yun Feng and Yu Tianheng also saw the rest of the Huang Dou Team waiting below.

Yu Tianheng, who was in a pretty good mood, said directly to everyone:

"We won a great victory today. Let's go, brothers and sisters, I'm treating you. Let's go have a drink."

After hearing this, the group did not refuse, and directly registered their points amidst cheers, received the corresponding rewards, and walked out of the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena.

When the audience who were leaving the 13th District of the Great Spirit Fighting Arena saw them one after another, many people were whispering, especially when they looked at Yun Feng and Yu Tianheng, they attracted the most attention.

Crazy, really too crazy.

The style of play of the Royal Fighter Team is simply more suitable for this name than the Mad Fighter Team.

Only two people were sent to fight, and the rest jumped off the soul fighting platform. Who would dare to do this if they were not absolutely confident in their strength!

But it was this approach that made most people in the Soto Spirit Arena fall in love with this team. It was so handsome!

In the crowd, many people were already calling the name of the Imperial Fighter Team.

After everyone looked at each other, they quickly left the Soto Spirit Arena and headed to a nearby hotel.

"Captain, come and pay homage to me. Thank you for your generosity."

Yun Feng raised the full glass of ale in front of him and motioned to Yu Tianheng.

Facing Yun Feng's joke, Yu Tianheng smiled slightly, picked up his own ale and drank it down with Yun Feng.

"Yun Feng, I respect you too. Although I feel that my strength is not as good as yours, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it if you drink."

Oslo picked up the cup with some evil intentions.

He also poked Yu Feng next to him and motioned for him to join him.

But before Yun Feng could raise his glass, Dugu Yan stepped forward, his beautiful eyes moving, and he lightly licked his red lips.

"Osro, do you want to get him drunk? I'll drink with you."

With that said, Dugu Yan fully displayed her eldest sister's demeanor in the team and drank all the ale in the glass in one gulp.

Oslo drank it helplessly, his plan failed, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Yun Feng sitting there smiling and nodding to him, and drank with him.

The corners of Ye Lingling's mouth also curved slightly at this time. As a bystander, she could naturally see that Oslo was a little envious. After all, all the women from the Royal Fighter Team were by Yun Feng's side.

But it’s not broken either.

After drinking for three rounds, Yu Tianheng sighed, looked at Yun Feng and said directly:

"I really don't know what kind of monster you are. You can barely fly, or else you are an all-powerful soul master!"

"Even my birth is directly compared to yours."

"You know, before I was six years old, before I awakened my martial spirit, I had already begun taking medicinal baths and exercising. My current physical strength will only be better than yours after I transform into a dragon."

Yun Feng smiled and said directly:

"These are all luck, all luck, not worth mentioning."

Yun Feng's words were all perfunctory. It was definitely impossible for him to reveal his true identity. However, Yu Tianheng seemed to be a little drunk and said directly to Yun Feng:

"Isn't luck also a kind of strength? Besides, who has such good luck as you!"

"Yun Feng, can you tell me how you practice?"

Yu Tianheng approached directly, but was blocked by Ning Rongrong.

Yun Feng frowned slightly at this moment, and Dugu Yan said directly:

"Yu Tianheng is a little drunk, Yu Feng, please send him back!"

After Yu Tianheng heard this, he sobered up a little, shook his head, directly used his soul power to dissipate a little of the alcohol in his body, and then said:

"I was joking just now, Yun Feng, don't mind."

Yun Feng nodded and said directly:

"How could it be possible? But I really don't know what you just said, captain. It's a pity."

After Yu Tianheng glanced at Yun Feng several times, he smiled and said:

"Hey, drink, drink!"

When drinking wine, the more you drink, the closer you get, and the more you drink, the more uncontrollable you become. Even Dugu Yan, who initially shouted for Yun Feng to drink less, just kept asking for wine in the end.

Although they are not very old, as soul masters, they already have physical fitness far beyond ordinary people. Coupled with the training during this period, their ability to digest alcohol is undoubtedly extremely strong. This drink It took a full hour of drinking before it was over.

When everyone woke up from their drunken dreams the next day, what they could barely remember was that one person drank extraordinarily much and was the only one who stayed awake in the end.

Not Yu Tianheng, who has the strongest soul power, not Yun Feng, an all-around player, and not Dugu Yan, but Ning Rongrong, who possesses the Qibao Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Spirit.

Not only did Ning Rongrong not get drunk, but she also drank the most. When she drank, she almost always took one sip, showing off her witch-like demeanor.

According to Ning Rongrong herself, this was her first time drinking.

This made everyone sigh that Ning Rongrong's talent was simply invincible, at least at the wine table!

In fact, Yun Feng was not drunk, he was just pretending. After the alcohol entered Yun Feng's body, it was passed directly through the blood silver grass. Of course, most of it stayed in A Yin's body.