Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 168 All the way to the final
"I said, this big sausage uncle, can you stop showing your eyes with two-colored tits, our Miss Lulu will be angry later~"

Dai Mubai on the side stretched out his right hand, put it on Oscar's shoulder, and then pointed to Miss Lulu who had turned her head and was glaring at Oscar.

"Oh, I just glanced, glanced."

Oscar hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and explained with an embarrassing expression.

"Hmph, boys are indeed the same creature."

Miss Lulu rolled her eyes, then turned her head, and walked towards the Soul Arena with big strides.

She has decided not to talk to this guy these days.

"Even boys are a virtue."

Xiao Wu on the side was originally walking side by side with Tang San, but when she heard Lulu's words, she snorted coldly and shook off Tang San's hand.

"Hmph, it is."

The proud Zhu Zhuqing also raised his head, walked up to Xiao Wu, and the two joined hands to catch up with Lulu.

"Little dance!"

"No, my young master is different from this brat, I am dedicated."

Behind them, there were three helpless men left behind. Sure enough, it was a scene of three women, and there was nothing good to come together.

On the other side, poor Ma Hongjun was also held by Ning Rongrong's ears, and he said angrily: "I let you watch it endlessly, and if you're watching, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

"Don't, let go, let go."

Ma Hongjun hurriedly broke away from Ning Rongrong's little hand, and said angrily: "Who told you that I was looking at a beautiful woman? I was looking at a master!"

"Master? What master?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the opposite side with a puzzled expression, and then his eyes became even more angry.

"You just make it up. If you talk nonsense every day, you really don't blink your eyes."

From Ning Rongrong's point of view, except for those beauties who are still attractive, the others are not worth seeing.

As for the master, with that attire, it doesn't look like a master at all?

In Ning Rongrong's eyes, the image of the master should be dignified and elegant, with long hair loose.

"It's really long hair but short knowledge. Haven't you heard the theory about Wuhun?"

Ma Hongjun pointed at the opposite side with a face full of sarcasm and said: "Did you see that inch-cut guy? He is the master I call him. He is a genius who put forward the ten core theories of Wuhun. He is even highly respected by your father."

Ning Rongrong looked puzzled, but after looking for a long time, she didn't see anything unique.

"No, just like that can be regarded as a master!"

"Ahem, don't people know by their appearance?"

Ma Hongjun coughed twice, pretending to be serious, and said: "Rong Rong, you are short-sighted."

However, what greeted her was punches and kicks.

Ma Hongjun didn't dare to fight back, so he had to dodge all the way, and also ran into the big spirit fighting field.

Next, he plans to be a good spectator and observe his future number one enemy up close.

Ma Hongjun suddenly discovered that the villains in TV dramas are fun.

Knowing that the other party will be his enemy, and knowing that this enemy has great potential, but he just doesn't want the other party to die prematurely.

Sometimes it is also a pleasure to watch one's opponent grow up.

Tang San, Xiao Wu and others who watched the match on the field easily crushed their opponents almost without any pressure.

Even if Tang San's Blue Silver Grass didn't evolve, under the guidance of the master, it was still sharply aggressive that Tang San cultivated.

As for the other people, they were also rubbing their shoulders and eager to try.

This time the match could be regarded as a small test, before everyone could make a move, the scene was controlled by Tang San, presenting a one-sided situation.

"Hey, I never thought that this group of guys are quite capable."

Ning Rongrong, who was sitting on the side, also blinked her big curious eyes, and recognized the identities of everyone in the audience. Isn't this really the team led by the so-called master just now?
"What the master taught is naturally very good."

Ma Hongjun was chattering with burning eyes, what kind of master is not a master, Yu Xiaogang is not special to him at all.

As for the soft rabbit, Ma Hongjun was deeply curious. The invincible golden body is definitely a good skill...

Ma Hongjun is now thinking about how to start with his 10-year soul ring.

As the limit of absorbing the spirit ring increases every time, his next spirit ring is estimated to be able to withstand more than 10 years.

But 10-year-old soul beasts are too few, and it is even more difficult to absorb them.

And the reason why Ma Hongjun was thinking about the succession path to the god position was because he wanted to get the divine ring bestowed by the gods, and at the same time to supplement the years of his other soul rings.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, anyway, Miss Ben doesn't know this guy."

Ning Rongrong snorted arrogantly, and glanced aside.

However, after waiting for a long time, she did not see Ma Hongjun coming, she couldn't help turning her head curiously, shaking her small hand in front of Ma Hongjun, but saw that he didn't respond.

"Hey, what are you thinking, can you be distracted while watching a game?"

After hearing Ning Rongrong's voice, Ma Hongjun hurriedly returned to his senses, smiled and pinched Ning Rongrong's pretty bridge of nose.

"Okay, little fool, I just thought of something about cultivation, let's watch the game quickly."

Although Ning Rongrong was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions. After all, the competition below had already started again.

And since then, he has gone to watch almost every match of Tang San's team.

Sometimes he would bring Ning Rongrong with him, and sometimes he would bring Ning Rongrong and Qian Renxue with him.

However, it is the identity of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and every time he takes Qian Renxue with him, he always feels like ostentatiously, attracting attention frequently.

And in this process, Tang San and his team of soul masters grew, he almost regarded it seriously.

Especially the team led by Yu Tianheng and others, when he saw the resentful expressions of Duguyan and others, he wanted to laugh very much.

lost again...

"Huo Wu is here, I don't know what to eat, I'm almost as developed as Zhu Zhuqing at such a young age..."

"What did you say?"

Ning Rongrong looked over with unkind eyes.

Although she was paying attention to the game, Ma Hongjun's murmured voice inadvertently reached his ears.

"It's nothing, I'm talking about this girl named Huo Wu, she has a really hot temper, she is so decisive in order to win a game."

Although Ma Hongjun didn't like the girl Huo Wu very much, he still admired her courage.

Well, it's that kind of tiger-headed tiger-brained feeling.

"Hmph, you know how to watch beauties, so can't you pay attention to the game?"

Ma Hongjun: "?????"

Alas, chatting with girls is really like this. She is obviously a little witch, but when facing other girls, she still likes to care about every detail.

(End of this chapter)