Roger trembled and hurried away with his fat body.

Lou Gao said cheerfully: "Qin Liang, this little brother of yours is probably born with soul gold coins in his mouth."

Qin Liang also praised: "He is a genius!"

"The money-making genius, Lou Gao, I can bet you that within ten years, the wealth he has amassed will not be less than that of your blacksmith association."

"No need to gamble, I believe that if his Soto City weapons shop can become famous, the Blacksmiths Association can consider licensing all weapons to him in the future."

"Isn't this a little too caring for us?"

Lou Gao put away all his smiles.

Zhengse said: "I have my own considerations. You don't need to care too much. We are just partners in business."

During the meal, Lou Gao drank very happily because of Meng Yiran's well-behaved nature and Xiao Wu's sweetness.

Finally, they made an appointment to go to the blacksmith branch in Soto City to get the Lin Teng Armor in three days. Qin Liang and the other three went to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to find Roger.

Not long after they left, an equally strong middle-aged man walked into the room.

"Master, do you really want to authorize the weapons shop to them?"

"Now that the situation between the two empires and Wuhun Palace is changing, our Blacksmith Association should also make some preparations in advance."

The middle-aged man said: "Why not seek cooperation from those big families?"

"big family?"

A sneer flashed in Lou Gao's eyes: "Go to the third gate? Seven major families?"

"Silong, which big family doesn't have its own little ideas? If we cooperate with them, we can only be in a vassal position."

"These boys are different."

"That Roger, you have been wanting to see me these past few days. Before you came, I had already sent people to investigate. The abandoned son of the richest family in the Star Dou Empire is now gritting his teeth and trying to stand up from the Tian Dou Empire."

"As for those three little friends?"

"Meng Yiran, judging from her soul power fluctuations, she is most likely the granddaughter of Duke Long Meng Shu."

"The other two, I can't see their family background."

"Go and check. If you are like Meng Yiran, you don't have a big family background and have enough backing to fight against the titled Douluo."

"He is indeed the best partner for our Blacksmiths Association."

Silong hurriedly accepted the order and left.

Meng still had the same problem as Silong. She didn't believe that Lou Gao trusted Qin Liang just because of a casual relationship.

Qin Liang could only explain to her: "Some fates cannot be explained clearly. Just think of this as our Qin family's good luck."

As a plane sweetheart, how many things could Tang San be able to explain clearly?

Qin Liang thinks he can be reborn with chat.gpt, so he should have some aura of destiny to take care of him, right?

Roger was already waiting at the entrance of the Grand Arena.

A big chicken drumstick in each hand is completely inconsistent with his image of a rich man.

He smiled as if he had picked up a soul gold coin: "Brother, I used to just want to spend the rest of my life comfortably in the Tiandou Empire."

"I've changed since I met you."

"I want to be the richest man in the Tiandou Empire."

"Drink, sex, wealth, I used to love everything..."

"what……"

Meng Yiran and Xiao Wu hid behind Qin Liang at the same time.

"I've changed now!"

Roger raised the big chicken drumstick in his hand: "Drinking, sex and wealth, I will only keep one thing from now on, money!"

Qin Liang laughed and scolded: "Hey!"

"Tell me, what have you prepared for us during this time?"

The four of them entered the big spirit fighting arena while chatting.

Roger put the remaining big chicken drumstick in his mouth and took out three dark iron plates.

"Brother, as you told me, your nickname is Disciple, and this is your iron badge."

"Sister, your nickname is the cold-faced killer!"

"Two...Sister Dance, your nickname is Sweet Rabbit."

Xiao Wu rubbed her ears on her head and was very satisfied with this title and nickname.

Those fighting souls on the field were Tang San and others wearing masks.

Roger explained: "In order to participate in the group battle, the Shrek Six Monsters temporarily recruited a level 36 young soul master, known as six plus one."

"They've won 21 games."

21 games?

Then, the day is not far away when they will fight in a group battle with Yu Tianheng's Imperial Battle Team.

"That Tang San you specifically confessed to, and the trio of heroes formed by him and Ma Hongjun, have not lost yet."

Ning Rongrong is an auxiliary soul master, and Tang San, a control soul master, lacks some attack methods when partnered with her.

In the end, he had no choice but to partner with Ma Hongjun to form the Sanjun team.

Qin Liang: "Where's the Royal Dou Team?"

"They also have no defeat. Their leader, Qin Ming, bets harder than me. If they continue to compete like this, the Soto City Spirit Fighting Arena will declare bankruptcy."

Everything is still going according to the predetermined plot.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Have you investigated whether Tang San has a soul bone?"

"No, unless they hide it very well."

Qin Liang looked at the seven people on the field. Without Xiao Wu, there were six plus one, and the cooperation was also very tacit.

"Xiao Wu, your soul power is level 41, so don't participate in the competition for the time being."

"Yi Yi and I will come."

"Roger, sign us up with the team nickname of Killer Disciple to challenge Tang San and his team of Three Heroes."

Roger had some thoughts: "Brother, if you come in from the beginning, will your identity be exposed?"

"I have a way, just do as I say."

"Okay, I'm going to sign up and challenge Team Sanjun."

Xiao Wu and Meng Yiran didn't ask anything.

They had all seen Tang San's talent for simulation, but they were just a little curious about what kind of soul ring Qin Liang would simulate later.

……

The next day, in the spirit fighting arena.

Tang San's eyes under the mask stared intently at the two masked spirit masters opposite him without blinking.

Ever since they participated in the soul fighting in the Grand Soul Fighting Arena, they have been wearing masks and pretending to be pigs and tigers.

This is the first team to take the initiative to challenge their Sanjun team.

Killer disciple?

If Tang San could live several thousand more years in his previous life, he would know the meaning of "disciple".

Now, he doesn't understand.

His teacher Yu Xiaogang didn't understand even more.

Yu Xiaogang, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and others studied all night last night, but they could not find any information about the "Killer Disciples" team.

Such a team suddenly appeared and jumped up the level to challenge the Sanjun team.

"Xiao Gang, could it be that Xiao San and the others have been too outstanding in the big spirit fighting arena recently, and he wants to challenge Xiao San and the others by leapfrogging to a higher level and become famous in one battle?"

Yu Xiaogang was already reserved, and became even more reticent after losing his dignity as a man.

Just nodded.

Zhao Wuji asked: "Master, would you like to give me some advice on Xiao San and Ning Rongrong's tactical arrangements for tomorrow?"

"I don't have anything to do with that killer disciple, let the mistress do what she wants."

The lonely back when leaving.

Flanders and Zhao Wuji looked at each other and sighed softly one after another, feeling a little empty in their hearts.

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