Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"This is the most important thing tonight, the allocation of soul bones."

"But the crux of the problem is that there are only three soul bones, and we have 12 contestants." Dao Feng swept the crowd lightly.

"Twelve people?" Tang San, Master, Flender and others were slightly taken aback.

"En." Dao Feng nodded lightly.

Opened three boxes in hand

Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu, Tai Long, and Jing Ling, who were sitting in a corner awkwardly like air, looked at the astonished look of the crowd, and were speechless.

Probably only he would count them in...

"There are only three soul bones, and there are 12 of us, so we can't divide the soul bones into one share. Then in terms of distribution, there must be an allocator and distribution plan that can convince everyone."

Grandmaster, Flender, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and others all nodded.

That's the reason, the problem is not to be pushed back so that you don't have to face it.

Dao Feng looked at everyone and said really: "If you trust me, I hope you will entrust this task to me, and I will distribute it as fairly as possible."

"Brother Dao, what are you talking about? It can be said that you won these three soul bones. If you don't distribute them, who will distribute them?! If anyone has an opinion, I won't beat him up!"

Ma Hongjun stood up.

"Bitch O, do you have a problem?"

The corner of Oscar's mouth twitched, it's none of my business?

He leaned against the back of the chair and said helplessly: "I was just making soy sauce along the way, how could I have any objection?"

Tang San nodded: "It's exactly what Fatty said, and we can trust Dao Feng's character."

Daofeng: Little San, touch me! (~￣▽￣)～

Naturally, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong would not disagree.

Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu, etc. are even more unlikely to have any objections. Here they feel that they are outsiders, but they are just following the glory.

Not only the master, the dean and others, but also Tang San and others who are comrades-in-arms also subconsciously ignore them.

As if sitting here is a great gift to them!

This is no longer glory, this is a shame!

Only Blade gave them the respect they deserved.

Dai Mubai snorted lightly and then nodded, no matter how unwilling he was, he could not raise any objection when everyone was like this.

"Since everyone has no objections, I will start the distribution."

"First of all, this right leg bone, a 2-year-old fire-attributed soul bone, was produced from a violent and powerful flamingo. The most suitable person for it is of course Hongjun."

Seeing Dao Feng mentioning himself, Ma Hongjun was first astonished, then ecstatic.

At the moment when the spirit bone appeared, he felt the calling of the same attribute all at once.

Master, Flender and the others nodded slightly, indeed.

"But..." The smile on Dao Feng's face disappeared.

Ma Hongjun's heart skipped a beat, as soon as these two words came out, this matter would probably be over!

Dao Feng looked at Ma Hongjun and said calmly: "Hongjun, is your contribution in this competition worthy of this spirit bone?"

Under Dao Feng's indifferent gaze, Ma Hongjun fell silent.

The spirit bone is very good, and it suits him very well, and he wants it very much, but the question is—why do so many people give it to him?

Others, figured out the distribution plan of the blade.

Measured by contribution.

Who can say a word about this standard?There is no fairer distribution plan for how much you can eat.

Dao Feng picked up the right leg bone exuding flames and continued: "Hongjun, your contribution is not up to standard."

When Ma Hongjun heard Dao Feng's voice without the slightest ups and downs, the fire of anticipation in his heart was completely extinguished.

Disappointed, but this is the truth.

"But if this spirit bone is given to other people, the effect will be greatly reduced. This is undoubtedly a huge waste. It is most suitable for you, Hongjun."

"However, Hong Jun, your contribution in the competition is really not worthy of this soul bone. This is a contradiction. But there is still a solution. I just don't know if Hong Junbi will dare to accept it."

Ma Hongjun, whose hope was rekindled, hastily said: "Brother Dao, tell me! If I can do it, Ma Hongjun won't hesitate!"

Dao Feng smiled and nodded: "In terms of contributions, the top three should be me, Zhuqing, and Xiaosan. It is not modest to say that my contribution should be the first, and the contributions of Zhuqing and Xiaosan are in the middle. "

Dao Feng gently stroked the soul bone that made Ma Hongjun's saliva almost flow out.

"In other words, this spirit bone should belong to the three of us. Based on my contribution, everyone should have no objection to my 5-year-old head spirit bone, right?"

Zhao Wuji smiled when he saw that this kid was not humble at all, what a boy, he has no shame and no skin to eat all over the world!

Silence, even Dai Mubai who wished that Dao Feng would die immediately did not object, even though he also wanted that spirit bone.

That is a 5-year spirit bone!