Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Dai Mubai looked at the smile on Flanders' face and asked tentatively: "Dean, do you want me to help her pack her things?"

Flanders glared at him and said, "Do you really want this girl to leave? Although Ning Rongrong is a little spoiled, her nature is not bad. Just let her think about it for herself. Go and call Oscar back. He said that I would exempt him from punishment and let him comfort Ning Rongrong."

"Oh." Dai Mubai agreed, turned around and went to find Oscar.

"Ning Weilan, you should go too and talk to your sister."

"Okay, Dean." Ning Weilan bowed slightly, and then walked quickly in the direction of Ning Rongrong. She also felt sorry for Ning Rongrong like this. Since she was a child, this is the first time someone has spoken cruelly to her. talk.

Flanders put his hands behind his back, "Okay, get ready to go. You have also seen the results of Ning Rongrong and Oscar. If you want to stay here to practice, you must abide by the rules of the academy and attend every class well. Here are my words. That's the order. Next, you will begin your first class at Shrek."

When Dai Mubai came back, everyone set off.

Flender's speed was neither too fast nor too slow, and the difference in speed among the six people behind him was obvious. Tang Ling followed leisurely, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were relatively relaxed, Tang San and Xiao Wu were slightly behind, and Ma Hongjun was lagging behind. The last one.

Along the way, Xiao Wu looked around curiously, Ma Hongjun's eyes stayed on each woman, and Tang Ling followed slightly bored.

Looking at the tall building not far away, Dai Mubai frowned slightly, "Dean, are you going to let them go there on the first day?"

Flanders still had his hands behind his back, "You are all monsters. Since you are monsters, you must have a monster's way of training. Let's go."

They were about to go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Flanders and Dai Mubai also introduced it to them along the way. Every time they won a game, they would get one point, and if they lost one, they would deduct one point. The opponents they encountered were different. Similarly, a thirty-level soul master may also encounter a thirty-ninth-level soul master, so it is very difficult to win consecutively.

The battle can be one-on-one or two-on-two, just like Tang San and Xiao Wu registered a two-on-two.

Tang Ling signed up and the competition started soon. Dai Mubai nodded. He was not worried that Tang Ling would lose. With his level 39 soul power, it was almost impossible to lose at the same level. Tang Ling snorted. Just went in.

The surrounding lights lit up one by one, and the man in a tuxedo with a microphone in his hand made an exaggerated bow, "Good evening, audience!"

The surrounding audience immediately became excited, "Welcome to Soto City! Nervous and exciting! The Great Soul Fighting Arena!"

Tang San and others stood on the viewing platform on the second floor, silently looking below. Tang Ling was already standing on the opposite platform.

"Start!" Following the referee's order, he quickly took off into the air to prevent being affected by the fight.

Tang Ling's opponent was a level 34 attack spirit master, the martial spirit black bear. As his martial spirit possessed him, the muscles all over his body expanded rapidly, and faint black lines appeared on his arms and chest.

Tang Ling remained silent as the shadows under his feet changed.

'It's Brother's Void Dragon Step. It's so fast and uses dragon instead of walking. It's one of the skills that Brother used back then. Tang San looked at the battle arena. Just like Tang Ling knew Tang San, Tang San also knew more or less some of Tang Ling's skills.

Tang Ling's first soul ring slowly rose, and his hands formed dragon claws. In the attack system, Tang Ling had never been afraid of a physical duel.

"Haha! You are also a strong attack type! Yes, yes, this is the romance of men!" The man laughed, and punched Tang Ling with a fist like a sandbag.

Tang San and Dai Mubai secretly screamed, covering their eyes. How dare he accept someone who could hurt the Soul Saint.

As expected, the body of the man with the Black Bear Martial Spirit was shot out before he could hold on for two seconds.

The entire battlefield was silent.

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