Douluo's Gourd

Tang San and the others looked at Wang Xiaofeng with weird eyes, Wang Xiaofeng quickly denied: "I'm not, I haven't, I've never said such a thing."

He is a new generation of virtuous teenagers, how could he be so rude, these are obviously the arts they have learned from the profound and profound language.

Just when Canghui Academy was about to do something, a cold voice sounded from behind Canghui Academy: "What are you doing, you are about to enter the arena, why are you still laughing and playing around here!"

Everyone in the Canghui Academy team trembled, and hurriedly lowered their heads to stand still, and Wang Xiaofeng also took advantage of the opportunity to see the person who spoke.

I saw an old man who looked about [-] years old, looking at the few people in Canghui Academy with a slightly gloomy expression.

"Teacher..." The students headed by Canghui Academy were about to explain, but the old man just glanced at him, and the young man held back what he was about to say.

"Let's go." The old man glanced at Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, and quickly left with the aggrieved Canghui Academy team without saying a word.

Ma Hongjun said loudly resolutely: "Hey, why are you leaving, don't you want to fight? Come on, hit here, whoever doesn't fight is a puppy."

Wang Xiaofeng stopped Ma Hongjun: "Okay, Fatty, our two teams will meet sooner or later, so let's talk with our fists then."

Tang San nodded, and echoed: "That's right, verbal abuse is just a low-level way, and the friction between soul masters still has to be resolved by fighting."

Wang Xiaofeng glanced at the crowd rubbing their shoulders and rubbing their hands with excitement, and thought to himself: You all just want to beat him up.

However, let alone them, Wang Xiaofeng was a little moved.

Flender walked around in that special battle uniform and just came back from the advertisement when he saw the figure of the old man leaving with him, so he asked everyone.

Ma Hongjun added a lot of embellishments, and then asked in confusion: "Teacher, do you know him?"

"It's a good thing you didn't provoke him, otherwise it wouldn't be a good thing to be missed by this old boy." Flender nodded, expressing that he really knew the old man who didn't seem to be easily provoked.

"This old guy is called Shi Nian, and his Martial Soul Remnant Dream has the ability to drag opponents into the environment and make them kill each other. It is a very rare spirit-type martial soul."

"I met him when I was young, and I should be a soul sage now? That old boy is notoriously narrow-minded? You have provoked his students. You'd better be careful these few days."

After finishing speaking, Flender shook his head? It seemed that there was some grievance between the two of them.

The Douluo Continent is worthy of being the Douluo Continent, how can there be such a martial spirit as building an illusion?But? Speaking of such a special spirit, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly thought of the Dreaming Butterfly he met when he obtained the third spirit ring? I don't know if this old man has one of his seven spirit rings.

If so, it would be really troublesome? After all, Mimengdie's ability is too buggy. With that Remnant Dream Martial Soul, tsk tsk, I suddenly feel that such a combination is a bit unsolvable.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was brainstorming to solve this soul skill that just came out of his brain? Didn't realize that Flender had left at some point? His eyes were confused, and he was pushed and pulled to the stage of the opening ceremony by Ma Hongjun, who had expected it for a long time. forward.

The loud cheers woke Wang Xiaofeng up, and he was instantly shocked by what he saw.

Around the huge and open square, there are countless shouting and cheering spectators.

Right in front of the central venue is a rostrum with a golden background, and behind the rostrum is the revamped VIP area.

This venue is very long, hundreds of meters? Every time a team enters, there will be an introduction by the master of ceremonies.

It feels like the opening ceremony of the sports meeting in my previous life.

"Xiaofeng? Don't be dazed and leave quickly."

"Oh." Hearing Ma Hongjun's eager urging voice behind him, Wang Xiaofeng hurried forward.

Now it's Shrek Academy's turn to play? The emcee's serious and serious style suddenly changed, bringing a bit of playfulness: "Ah? The last one to play is the Shrek War... Oh slip of the tongue, it's the Shrek team, their original As a member of the Lanba Academy, their attire is quite distinctive, and their slogan is: Give me a support, and go straight through the competition. Hehe, it’s really funny, but I still hope that they can perform well."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The master of ceremonies' sarcasm made everyone in Shrek extremely angry. If it wasn't for the wrong time and place, the master of ceremonies must know what a punch the size of a sandbag is.

Flender, who was standing in the stands, said angrily: "That guy must have taken money, I want to report this master of ceremonies."

"Forget it, it's useless even if you report it." The master who was separated from Flender by an empty seat said indifferently: "The only one who can make the master of ceremonies openly mock and have a grudge against us Shrek, after thinking about it, is Xue Xing Prince."

The team walked around the auditorium, followed by the familiar leader's speech, which seemed inevitable even in the Douluo Continent.

Wang Xiaofeng yawned a lot. Except for the emperor of Tiandou Empire who was speaking, he didn't know each other on the rostrum, but he had met the other two people.

One is Ning Rongrong's father Ning Fengzhi, there is nothing to say about it, the teacher of the crown prince is also the richest sect master in the Douluo Continent, so it is not surprising to stand on it.

The other is the platinum bishop in charge of the Heaven Dou Empire's Spirit Hall, Salas.

Don't get me wrong, Wang Xiaofeng knew him because the platinum bishop's self-portrait was still hanging in the corridor of the Wuhun Hall where Wang Feng worked, with a bunch of nonsense written underneath but no useful achievements, so Wang Xiaofeng immediately remembered this shameless the old man.

After Emperor Xue Ye's speech, it was the special guest Ning Fengzhi's speech.

I don't know if it's an easter egg, but the master of ceremonies asked a small question after Ning Fengzhi's speech. Of course Ning Fengzhi supported his daughter, but with a high EQ, he definitely wouldn't say it so directly, but said something cryptically: "Besides the Tiandou First Team of our Tiandou Empire, there is another team that I am optimistic about. This team will bring surprises to this competition! Not only the preliminary rounds, but also the subsequent promotion rounds, and even the finals. Everyone should have seen the heroic appearance of this team.”

All the teams felt that Ning Fengzhi was talking about their own team, so they straightened their chests and smiled.

After the speeches, the next step is to draw lots for the competition.

Of course, there is only one match today as an exhibition match, and whichever team is drawn by the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy will be able to play today.

"Draw us, draw us." Ma Hongjun's muttering voice came from next to his ear.

Wang Xiaofeng sneered: "Fatty, there are a total of thirty teams, and the chance of one in [-] is very difficult to draw."

"If I win, then I will..."

"In the first round of the preliminaries, Tiandou Royal Academy will face Shrek Academy."

Ma Hongjun blinked: "Just what?"

.........

"Gourd of Douluo"