The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

The next day

Flanders takes the Shrek Eight Monsters into Soto City

Today’s lesson is about practical combat

According to him, the best environment for a soul master to grow is constant actual combat.

An ordinary teahouse

Tang San and others looked at the light yellow tea with black residue in front of them, speechless.

Is this something people drink?

Tang San and others held the tea cups and smelled them, and instantly lost the desire to drink them.

"Xiao San, this dean is too stingy. Is this something people drink?" Xiao Wu said angrily.

"Hey! The college is in a tight financial situation now, so just make do with it." Flanders felt a little embarrassed after listening to Xiao Wu's words.

"Boy, let me have two more pots of the best tea." Mo Feng has been following Qian Renlin since he was a child, eating and drinking the best tea. How can he drink something that looks like urine?

"I'm coming"

"Wow, Xiao Feng is better," Xiao Wu said with a smile, patting Mo Feng on the shoulder.

Tang San and Xiao Wu's financial resources depend on Tang San's wages from blacksmithing in Notting City.

Ever since Qian Renlin awakened his martial soul, he began to change some of the measures in the martial soul hall.

For example, the free gold soul coin subsidy given to soul masters every month is no longer available, and has been replaced by equivalent exchanges. For example, hunting soul beasts and exchanging corpses for gold soul coins, or picking up some treasures, or joining the Wuhun Palace. There are a lot of resources every month

As Xiao Wu, naturally he couldn't hunt soul beasts in exchange for gold soul coins. Tang San originally wanted to rely on this method to make money, but Xiao Wu obviously couldn't allow him to do this, euphemistically calling the soul beast pitiful. some type of

It's impossible for Tang San to hand over his Tang Sect hidden weapon, so life is naturally tight.

"Wow, Xiao Feng, I didn't realize that you are still a little rich man." Oscar also looked at Mo Feng with a sly look and said.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, who was the boy who was with you last time?" Flanders still asked the doubts in his heart.

When Wuhun Palace surrounded and killed Tang Hao, they retreated. Naturally, they did not see Qian Renlin. Moreover, the identity of Qian Renlin, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, has always been kept secret, except for some people who have insiders in Wuhun Palace. One thing, it is naturally impossible for an ordinary soul master like Flanders to know.

Mo Feng was stunned: "Dean, are you talking about the person who was in your store that day?"

"I met him in the spirit fighting arena. He seemed to be a young master from a family. Seeing that I was talented and young, he wanted to recruit him, but I rejected him because I didn't like restraint."

"Then why are you with him?" Flanders asked doubtfully.

"He said that one more friend is better than one more enemy, and he happened to be staying in Soto City for a while, and I had no place to go, so I agreed to be friends with him," Mo Feng said while drinking tea.

"Then how much do you know about him?" Flanders always feels uncomfortable thinking about the crisis that day.

"I don't know much about him. I've only seen him fight once in the spirit arena. He defeated a Soul King team without opening his martial spirit. I don't know what his martial spirit is," Mo Feng said as he thought about it.

"What? Defeating a Soul King team without using martial arts? It's something that ordinary Soul Saints can't do, right?" Flanders said in surprise.

"Well, I just saw that he was quite capable and had some background, so I agreed to be his friend," Mo Feng also said seriously.

Flanders adjusted his glasses and thought about something.

"Hey, what is the spirit fighting field you are talking about?" Tang San asked them doubtfully.

Why not use Wuhun to defeat the Soul King team? They still have no idea. They don't know who the opponent is or what age they are. They just think they are some veteran Soul Saints or something like that.

"Oh! This is the lesson I want to teach you today, practical training."

"Dai Mubai, please explain to them."

"Yes, Dean"

"This soul fighting arena is a place for soul fighting between soul masters created by the seven major families. It is divided into single soul fighting, double soul fighting, seven-person team soul fighting, and a special soul fighting: the death battle arena. Dai Mubai said seriously

"This spirit fighting arena is generally used as a place for soul masters to resolve conflicts. Over time, it has become a place for everyone to communicate. Whether it is dealing with personal matters or lack of money, you can do it in the spirit fighting arena."

"Because fighting souls in the Death Arena does not matter life or death. Even if you beat the opponent to death, no one will hold you accountable, no matter what the other party's identity or background is. Moreover, there are blockades outside the Soul Arena."

"This fighting spirit badge is divided into eight levels. From low to high, they are iron fighting spirit, copper fighting spirit, silver fighting spirit, gold fighting spirit, purple gold fighting spirit, sapphire fighting spirit, ruby ​​fighting spirit, and diamond fighting spirit. "

"Xiao San, with our strength, it shouldn't be difficult to get a Silver Fighting Spirit," Xiao Wu said confidently.

"It's not that easy. I've been fighting here for two years, and now I'm still an iron fighting spirit," Dai Mubai said bitterly.

"Ah, Boss Dai, with your strength you are actually an iron fighting spirit?" Tang San was surprised

"Hmm! This soul fighting arena is not that easy to mess around with. There are everyone there, and I only have two points now." Dai Mubai shook his head and sighed.

"Okay, that's all I have to tell you. You'll know when you go there."

"Okay, the rest is over. It's time for you to set off. I'll be waiting for you here." Flanders closed his eyes after saying that.

……

"Bury the sky, bury the sky, bury the sky"

"Futian, tear them apart"

"Wow! It's the male god Ling Xiao"

"Fire Spirit, Fire Spirit"

"Wang Lin, Wang Lin"

"Ye Ling Ling, goddess of leaves"

As soon as Tang San and others entered the spirit fighting arena, they heard the people around them looking crazy.

This scene is even crazier than the top celebrity fans of Aqua Blue Star

"What's going on!" As soon as Ma Hongjun came in, he heard someone shouting about a goddess.

"I don't know..." Dai Mubai hasn't been here for more than two months.

"I do know a little bit"

"Oh, Xiao Feng, you know?" Dai Mubai looked at Mo Feng in surprise and said, but think about it, this kid had heard before that he often hangs out in the spirit fighting arena.

"Well, the Zangtian they are talking about is a team with seven people in total, five men and two women. One of the women joined them later and is the only healing soul master in the team."

"They came two months ago, and they defeated other powerful opponents with their invincibility. The martial soul they called Ling Xiao is a soul-breaking gun, Ling Yan and Ling Bing are a brother and sister, and the elder brother's martial soul is a ball of fire. My sister’s martial spirit: Ice Phoenix, Wang Lin’s martial spirit is a wind sword, Zhao Qi’s martial spirit is a flute, and Li Chu’s martial spirit is his eyes.”

"And later Ye Lingling, whose martial soul is Jiuxin Haitang, the number one healing martial soul in the mainland. The seven of them are all top-level martial souls, and all seven of them are level 33 fighting soul masters."

Mo Feng also didn't expect that Qian Renlin would bring in another girl, and she was also a healing type. From this point of view, this Six Swords Slave, no, it is a Seven Swords Slave now, and this Seven Swords Slave has no flaws. Got it

Because several of them have been trained by Qian Renlin and have extremely strong physiques. In terms of pure strength, they are not weaker than the strong attack system of the same level.

'Do I really want to join the Wuhun Palace?Loyalty to that person? 'Mo Feng looked at the seven people showing off their power on the stage and thought

Without him, he would probably only be in his twenties now.

"But my grandfather died in his hands" Mo Feng clenched his fists and thought silently

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