Douluo's Infinite Master

Chapter 49 Soto Soul Arena

Chapter 49

A new day, a new beginning, Tang San rarely got up late in the morning.

"Third brother, why are you listless and almost late." Ma Hongjun asked.

Tang San was taken aback, as if recalling something, "Oh, it's not because of Yi Yi. Last night."

Last night, Meng was still very speechless to Tang San.

Originally, Dean Flender discussed changing them to a separate room for Tang San, just like Chen Mo and the others.

But Tang San, he kissed and hugged, what the hell at a critical moment.

Meng is still helpless, what the hell is I going to bed and you are on the floor, I object, but you are still reserved.

So, so they quarreled all night.

There was no problem with what he said, and things were very clean, but when Oscar heard that, the situation was different.

"Hey. Hey." Oscar laughed wickedly.

Dai Mubai supported his forehead, "Old Ao, be normal, Zhuqing is watching."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was on the side, Zhu Zhuqing acted as if he hadn't heard, and was just looking at himself.

"That's right, Lao Ao, what are you laughing at?" Ma Hongjun also asked curiously.

"Ahem." Oscar coughed lightly, pulled the two of them, and whispered, "You guys are stupid! What do you think lonely men and women can do at night?"

"Oh~hehe~hehe~"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had suddenly realized expressions on their faces, as if I had seen through you, they turned around Tang San.

While turning around, he continued to laugh, and while laughing, he looked at him.

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched, Meng Yiran appeared anyway, she glanced at Tang San angrily, snorted coldly, and ran away.

"No, still, wait for me." Tang San hastily chased after him.

Meng Yiran said very unhappily, "Why are you here! I don't want to talk to you, hum, Zhuqing, Rongrong, let's go."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, and walked to the side.

Only Tang San was left messing around in the wind.

"Hehehe. I understand." Oscar said with an evil smile.

Ma Hongjun asked curiously, "What do you know?"

"This way, this way. &%@&#. It's babbling. Got it."

"No way!"

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense."

"oh oh."

"hey-hey."

"hey-hey."

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai smiled at each other, with an evil smile on their faces.

"hey-hey."

When a few girls saw her, they showed a disgusted expression, "Hey. Let's go far away."

"En." Zhu Zhuqing was completely disappointed with Dai Mubai in his heart, compared with Chen Mo, the difference between the two was too much.

Looking at Chen Mo and Xiao Wu, the two of them are more and more envious.

Dean Flender walked over slowly, with a rare smile on his face, "Ahem, everyone gather, today there is an admission for a new student, you all already know, that is Meng Yiran."

Meng still smiled and responded.

Next, Oscar was a little puzzled, and asked Ma Hongjun in a low voice, "Hey, fat man, do you think the dean is weird?"

"Well. A little bit."

Hearing the sound, Ma Hongjun lowered his head and thought for a while, "Oh! I see, the teacher must have made money."

"Make money? He didn't ask the dean when he talked about it, and he still needs tuition fees, which is unreasonable." Oscar asked puzzled.

Hearing their voices, Tang San turned his head and said softly, "The grandfather who was still yesterday is given to the principal. Sigh."

"So it is." x2
Ma Hongjun and Oscar suddenly realized that, to be honest, Ma Hongjun deserved to be the person who knew Dean Flender best, and his guess was pretty close.

Yesterday, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, the lord and snake, donated a large sum of money to the academy in order to make Meng Yiran's living environment better.

Otherwise, how could they have a separate room.

"Daily training this morning, prepare to go to Soto City in the afternoon." Flender gave instructions with a smile, and left.

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.

Looking at Flender's happy expression, it seems that the money is really quite big.

"Soto City? Mubai, do you know what to do?" Tang San asked.

Dai Mubai smiled, "Little San, you just came here, so you don't know much about the academy's rules."

"The academy requires students to grow in all aspects, not to be nerds, and to gain practical experience while learning theories." Dai Mubai continued.

"It's like this, there is a soul fighting field over there in Suotuo City." Ma Hongjun interjected.

"Spirit fighting field?" Tang San couldn't help showing a puzzled expression when he heard this brand new vocabulary.

"It's the venue for spirit battles. It's supported by the Spirit Hall, and all major cities have them. There's one in Suotuo City." Dai Mubai continued to explain to Tang San.

After a long time, except for Chen Mo and the old students, everyone showed a hint of understanding.

"This academy is quite interesting, teacher, do you mean the same?" Tang San thought to himself.

In fact, the busiest time in Soto City was at night. A few people came out in the evening and afternoon, crossed the newly opened road, and walked for a long time. When they arrived in Soto City, it was almost dusk.

"Mubai, take Xiaosan and the others to sign up, and then go eat something before going to the Soul Arena." Zhao Wuji ordered.

Hearing the sound, Dai Mubai responded, and took Chen Mo and the others to the office of the fighting spirit field, explaining as he walked, "The office is over there, just think of a nickname for yourself, and then pay the deposit and register. gone."

"Don't you need your own name?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Dai Mubai explained with a smile, "That's not necessary, in order to ensure personal privacy, the Soul Arena is called by code names, and this mask is for you, one for each of you."

"Oh, by the way, the soul fighting field is divided into individual battles, combination battles and team battles. The director said that except for auxiliary soul masters, individual competitions must be played."

"En. Thank you." Tang San said.

Dai Mubai waved his hand, "It's nothing, you're welcome."

After speaking, seeing Zhu Zhuqing alone, Dai Mubai thought for a while, but couldn't help but go over, he thought he was very kind, and said to Zhu Zhuqing, "Zhu Qing, how about I take you to sign up, let's form a group Combination, how is it?"

"No need." Zhu Zhuqing looked indifferent, and walked away on his own.

Ning Rongrong appeared and grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and said with a smile, "Zhu Qing, let's go sign up, just right, we can cooperate. Don't bother with those men. Men are big pigs."

"En." Zhu Zhuqing replied softly.

While Meng Yiran and Tang San signed up, Chen Mo and Xiao Wu also signed up. As for the name of the group, each person took one word, the Mo Wu group.

"Next, there will be an individual match. Our rookie will be called Tyrant! Wow, this name is very domineering. Let's see if it is really worthy of such a name."

"As for his opponent, it's the Berserker who has won eight consecutive victories in this game! It's amazing, the double violent earning king, let's see who can win the final victory?"

Voice over the radio.

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, put on a mask, and said softly to Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, go to the auditorium and have a look, I'll go first."

"Ah."

"Go, Brother Mo, defeat them."

"..."

"Okay, everyone can see that at our west entrance, the Berserker has already appeared. The Berserker has won eight consecutive victories, and almost no one who fights the battle has a complete end, so some people call him a tyrant. .”

In mid-air, the commentator of the fighting spirit field held a microphone and frantically stirred up topics, arousing everyone's interest.

"But, this time his opponent is actually a tyrant! It seems that this time, it's a battle for kings. Let's see if it's our berserker who wins nine times and wins the king! Or our new tyrant, who will make a strong counterattack!"

"Let's wait and see."

On the viewing platform, Shrek and his party listened to the broadcast with nervous expressions, and Xiao Wu was also a little nervous.

Because she didn't know what the current situation of Chen Mo was. Although she knew that Chen Mo's strength was not bad, she couldn't let it go.

"Oh! Now our tyrant has entered the stage, um, it seems that he is a sword wielder, and his registered martial soul is a sword, so the name of a scumbag is more suitable for him!"

The man just commented on the game, and the discussion in the audience did not stop. It was more of a scolding than a discussion.

"Haha, it's just a little boy, Berserker, come on, tear him apart."

"Bitch! Haha, let me just call him a bitch! Haha."

"Come on, Berserker, I've laid all my possessions on you. Tear him apart."

"superior!...."

. . .

"He uses a sword."

"Yeah, it seems that His Royal Highness Son also uses a sword."

The highest end of the auditorium is the VIP seat, and above that is the highest hospitality place in the Soul Arena.

The two people talking there were from the headquarters of Wuhundian, so the supervisor of the fighting spirit field received them here.

"My lords, are you talking about the Pope's son, His Highness the Holy Son?" The director of the fighting spirit field at the side bent down and asked softly.

"Humph."

"Oh. You shouldn't ask, don't ask too much." The man responded.

"Yes. Yes." The supervisor replied in fear.

In the auditorium, Xiao Wu bit her lip and couldn't help worrying. "silent."

"It's okay, Xiao Wu. You have to trust him." Ning Rongrong took her hand and comforted him.

Tang San echoed, "Xiao Wu, you know him best, you know his strength."

"But. I'm still afraid." Xiao Wu said weakly.

"Don't be afraid. Read on carefully. Look, is Xiao Mo greeting you?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Wu looked up and saw Chen Mo on the sidelines waving.

"Drink! Brother Mo! Invincible!"

"Brother Mo, come on!"

Just as Xiao Wu wanted to speak, she discovered that Ma Hongjun and the two on the side had formed a cheerleading team spontaneously, and all the words she was about to say were pushed back.

Ning Rongrong was furious at the time, "What are you two doing! It's scary, you know."

"Um, let's cheer for Brother Mo again." Oscar shrank back and said.

. . . . . .

"The game is about to start, do you two adults want to watch it?" the supervisor asked cautiously.

"Look, okay, let's take a look."

(End of this chapter)