Douluo v: Draw the Qinglong Wuhun at the beginning, hang and beat Tang San to grab Xiaowu

With one hand clapping on his chest, the corners of Tang San's mouth almost cracked into the sky:

When it comes to playing drugs, who in the entire Douluo Continent can compare to him who was born in the Tang Sect?

From Tang San's point of view, due to the existence of the spirit, the soul masters on the Douluo Continent are far inferior to his previous life in terms of development of various skills:

This can be seen from the types of hidden weapons.

"I will definitely not let the teacher down in this competition!"

Patting his chest with one hand, Tang San took a peek in Du Cheng's direction by the way:

An opponent who is good at using poison, if he uses it properly, it seems that it is not impossible to eliminate this guy by the way?

Du Cheng didn't have mind reading skills, so of course he wouldn't know what Tang San was thinking.

But for some reason, when he saw this guy talking, he always felt as if he saw an old master full of flags.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate situation, Du Cheng wanted to shout at Tang San:

Don't plug in, don't plug in, there are too many, I can't let it go!

"If we compete later, we'd better get rid of the opponent's auxiliary soul master as soon as possible."

When Tang San was proud, Ning Rongrong's voice suddenly sounded.

"Ok?"

Frowning slightly, Tang San showed a bit of displeasure on his face:

"It's just a mere auxiliary soul master, what's there to care about?"

"As far as I'm concerned, their chief and deputy captains should be the most valued!"

If it's a normal situation, Tang San is of course willing to listen to his teammates' opinions to show his 'affinity':

But it's a pity, because of Du Cheng's existence, Ning Rongrong is obviously not considered a 'teammate' in Tang San's eyes.

After the words came out, Tang San even glanced at Dai Mubai:

"Boss Dai, what do you think it should be?"

"I agree with Tang San's point of view."

Without the slightest hesitation, Dai Mubai's stand was exceptionally firm.

Glancing at Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai continued:

"Compared to battle soul masters, the threat of auxiliary soul masters is too low, not to mention that the opponent is a useless girl, so there is no need to waste too much time on her."

"you……"

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but get angry:

What does it mean that auxiliary soul masters are useless?

What do you mean girls are useless?

You must know that she is also an assistant soul master and a girl, isn't this what the legends mean?

"Just do what they say."

Reaching out his hand to stop Ning Rongrong who was about to run away, Du Cheng showed a smile on his face:

"Since Tang San and Dai Mubai are so confident, then the next match will be left to them."

"After you get to the field later, in addition to protecting yourself, you only need to release blessings for your own people."

"I see."

Hearing the three words 'one of my own' that Du Cheng deliberately emphasized, Ning Rongrong quickly reacted:

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, I will definitely behave well."

'Heh~'

Since Du Cheng and Ning Rongrong didn't intentionally control it, Tang San and the others could also hear their conversation.

With a sneer, Tang San looked extremely disdainful:

Use poison, that's my home field, Tang San!

A mere auxiliary soul master, even if there is no one, so what?

Compared to Tang San, the master who also acted as an audience couldn't help frowning slightly:

It is not a good phenomenon that there are conflicts in the team before playing.

But after seeing the confident look on Tang San's face, the master still pretended he didn't hear anything:

Speaking now is equivalent to slapping Xiaosan in the face, let's forget it...

Also in Soto City, of course not much time wasted from the Rose Hotel to the Soul Arena.

"You can count!"

As soon as he entered the fighting spirit field, a figure in a suit quickly walked over:

"The Royal Fighting Team has been waiting for a long time. If you don't come again, I can only randomly arrange opponents for them."

The face of the man in the suit was full of bitterness when he spoke:

In addition to collecting tickets and normal entry fees, the biggest profit item in the fighting arena is betting.

But due to the outstanding performance of the Huangdou team, as long as they play, basically [-]% of the customers will buy them to win.

Even though the magnification had been reduced to the minimum, it still caused unimaginable losses to the Soul Arena.

If this group of guys are allowed to continue to win, I'm afraid he, the person in charge, is basically done.

It is precisely because of this that he risked his disgrace to issue the task to Shrek Academy:

All in all, it's all for profit!

"Don't worry, Steward Ao."

Hearing the words of the man in the suit, a big smile appeared on the face of the master:

"Although the strength of the Royal Fighting Team is good, I, Shrek Academy, are not made of mud."

"Little San, do you have the confidence to win this battle?"

When speaking, the master still did not forget to single out Tang San from the crowd.

Able to become a talker in the fighting spirit field, although Ao Guanshi's strength is average, his network is definitely extremely wide.

In the master's opinion, if Tang San could show his face in front of Guanshi Ao, it would be of great benefit to his future development.

"of course."

Regarding the master's thoughts, Tang San obviously could understand.

It is precisely because of this that the moment the master's words came out, he nodded quickly:

"Teacher, don't worry, the students in this battle will not let you down!"

"It turned out to be the master's apprentice."

Obviously, Guanshi Ao in front of him is also a person of elite level.

Although he was surprised that the master would accept such an ugly boy as his disciple, he still showed appreciation on his face:

"Sure enough, you are a good-looking talent. If that's the case, then the next match will depend entirely on you!"

"Don't worry, Guan Ao."

After a short and hypocritical pre-war exchange ended, Guanshi Ao made a gesture not far away:

"If that's the case, I'll trouble you all to get ready to play."

"Next, what we're going to do is the only large-scale team competition of the day—Team Emperor vs. Shrek!"

A high-pitched, somewhat excited voice sounded, and immediately there was a burst of shouting:

The Huangdou team is on the field, and it's time to pick up money again!

"Oscar, please help me bet on our victory."

When walking towards the competition stage, Du Cheng quickly took off the Nanfeng from his hand and handed it to Oscar:

"All the soul coins in it are nothing left!"

"I see."

Seeing that Du Cheng even handed over the soul tool to him, Oscar's eyes flashed a little touched:

Compared with some teammates who shouted that it was useless to assist soul masters, Du Cheng's attitude towards him was actually better.

"Oscar, you have to remember that you are Flender's adopted son."

Looking at the back of Du Cheng and others leaving, the master's eyes fell on Oscar:

"Sometimes, don't do things that disappoint him."

"Master, I..."