Douluo Zhibo Madara

Afterwards, Ban watched everyone's performance from the audience stage and saw Tang San easily defeating his opponents. Especially in a civil war, Tang San defeated Zhu Zhuqing beautifully, which made Ban feel very happy.

He's really grown up

"In the next two-on-two spirit fight, we will invite our Sanwu combination, Thousand-Handed Shura and Soft-bone Charming Rabbit. Against us, we will have a pair of iron-blooded combinations of brothers, Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger." The host said in a tone of voice Mobilize the atmosphere of the whole place.

The two-on-two opponents were a pair of tall soul masters with muscles all over their bodies. At first glance, they looked like powerful soul masters who were not easy to mess with.

But with the tacit cooperation of Tang San and Xiao Wu, they were quickly cleared out of the field.

This made the corner of Madara's mouth slightly raised. At least his brother's behavior, at least he didn't lose the name of Shura.

"What should I do, Boss Dai? If you haven't recovered from your injury, don't participate in two-on-two with me." Oscar on the other side was extremely anxious now. He turned to Dai Mubai and said with concern.

Although Dai Mubai has been able to come to the spirit fighting arena, he still looks like he has just recovered from a serious illness. His face is pale and there is no trace of blood. At first glance, he looks like his combat power has been greatly damaged.

Madara pricked up his ears and soon heard the conversation between the two, and his heart moved slightly.

Madara wants to participate in a two-on-two spirit fight, but he doesn’t really want to compete fairly with his opponent, two-on-two. For Uchiha Madara, who was besieged by tens of thousands of people in his previous life, does he still need the support of others to deal with two people?

So in Madara's mind, he could count the Nine Lamas up, but now he's obviously dozed off and brought a pillow. The food-type soul master has no fighting power at all, which is good.

"Want to participate in two versus two? I'll take you." Madara patted Oscar's shoulder from behind and took the rare initiative to talk to Oscar.

"Did you, you, I hear you wrong?" Oscar opened his mouth so wide that he could almost eat an egg. He always felt like he was in a dream.

"It's up to you whatever you want." Madara sneered, turned around and left indifferently.

"Wait a minute, Brother Madara, let's go register." Oscar hurriedly chased after him with a fawning smile.

"What kind of tricks is he doing?" Dai Mubai looked at the two people's retreating figures and raised his hand to rub his chin and thought.

No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't have thought of it, but the reason why he brought Oscar here was just to use him to make up the numbers.

"What's the name of our group? Is it called Eater or Blood Eater?" Oscar now knows Madara's reputation in the spirit fighting arena. He basically leads him to win. At this time, he was excitedly at the service desk and didn't know what to pick. Such a good name.

"Master Blood-Eyed Shura Soul Master, I don't know what name you want to give." The service staff also recognized the famous Blood-Eyed Shura. They completely ignored the excited Oscar and turned to ask Madara who said nothing.

"It doesn't matter." Madara was very unfazed by this. Titles only have meaning if they are given by enemies. Whether it was his old enemy and friend Hashirama in the previous life who was called the God of Ninja, or he himself was called Shura in the Ninja World. It's all the enemy's fear and recognition of their tyrannical strength.

But with a name like this, even if you are called the God of Cookery, no one will look down upon you.

The truth in the world, only strength is eternal

"Okay, your combination is called the Indifferent Combination. Are you sure?" the service staff asked hesitantly this time.

"Hey, hey, how could we call us such a name?" Oscar's eyes twitched when he heard the name Wushu Group, and he hurriedly wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Madara on the side.

"Okay." Madara nodded calmly and took the Soul Fighting Medal casually.

"Hey, Brother Madara, how can you choose such a name?" Oscar said with a broken face as he hurriedly took a few steps to catch up with Madara.

"What do I do? When will it be your turn to dictate?" Madara suddenly stopped and stared at the chattering Oscar with cold eyes, feeling as annoying as a fly.

Oscar consciously closed his mouth, his eyes full of fear of Madara getting angry, and this time he followed Madara honestly.

Compared with your name and your life, of course your own life is more important.

At this time, Tang San, Xiao Wu and others, who had just finished fighting, also rushed back. They were also baffled by Madara's sudden proposal to fight two versus two in Oscar.

"I just want the process of fighting to be more fun," Banru answered everyone's questions, but the twinkling light in his eyes and the look of interest made Tang San, who knew Ban's character, feel something was wrong.

"If this is possible, it is indeed an interesting game." Madara suddenly thought of a possibility, which would make this game more interesting and challenging for him.

Although it is possible that what he did will be regarded as a madman by everyone in Shrek

"I can't wait any longer." Madara looked in the direction of the spirit fighting arena from time to time, and the violence deep in his eyes made Tang San very worried.

"Brother, what's going on?" Xiao Wu and Tang San had been getting along day and night, and they had already developed a tacit understanding. At this time, it was obvious that Tang San had something on his mind.

"I'm worried about brother," Tang San said with a headache as he sat on a chair in the rest area with his eyes closed.

"I think it's not Brother Madara that you should be worried about, but the soul masters who are fighting against Brother Madara." Xiao Wu said thoughtfully as she helped Tang San massage the temples of his head.

Well, that seems to be right.

With Madara's strength, it might be possible to get injured in the spirit fighting arena, but that was during a cross-level challenge. What you should be worried about now is whether the opponent will be hacked to death by Madara who has his head on.

After figuring this out, Tang San's heart suddenly became enlightened.

If Madara knew about it, he would definitely treat it as a joke. If he wasn't his brother, he would definitely let him know how powerful Uchiha Madara is.

The waiting time was always very short, and soon the indifferent combination of Madara and Oscar was waiting in line, so the two of them rushed towards the Soul Fighting Platform.

"I hope you can bring me some surprises." Madara played with the blood-red kunai and rushed towards the competition area with everyone avoiding in fear.

"Brother Madara, do you know who our opponent is this time?" Oscar asked cautiously as he followed behind.

"Who is it?" Madara carefully inserted his blood-red kunai into his ninja bag, then slowly raised his head, looking directly at the opponent on the field as if through the sea of ​​people, and said in a calm tone but with hidden murderous intent. : "Is this important?"

If he is an unknown person, he will be killed