I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group

Tang San said immediately.

"Ahem, Fatty, I can't help you with your request. I don't have much money left. I just have some living expenses left."

Ma Hongjun asked tentatively.

"Third brother, your sister is so rich, how about you go and borrow some from her? With your sister's personality, she will definitely give it to you."

Tang San didn't expect that Ma Hongjun would target his own sister, and he said immediately.

"A real man born between heaven and earth cannot ask a girl for money, even if it is to borrow money. It is impossible."

Of course Tang San knew that if he asked for money, his younger sister would definitely give it to him, but he still had to save his dignity.

If my younger sister gives it to me, I can accept it, but if I take the initiative to ask for it, it’s impossible, absolutely impossible.

"Fatty, you don't have to say anything. I won't lend you money. I advise you not to harass Xiaoya. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

After finishing speaking, Tang San suddenly felt that his tone seemed a bit excessive, and then he continued.

"The sword is out of the question, but I remember there is a set of needle techniques in that secret book. I can give you a set of needles."

Although he didn't get what he wanted, Ma Hongjun still accepted the free gift.

He returned to his room feeling a little lost and placed a needle box on the table.

At this time, a girl came out of the room, and her face was full of joy when she saw this set of exquisite needles.

"Hongjun, you are so nice. I like your gift very much."

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun hurriedly took it. This was something he would use for future cultivation. In the future, he would dominate the soul master world and suppress all kinds of geniuses, and he was relying on this thing. If he gave it to Cuihua, he would not be able to face the blacksmith to make a set of embroidery needles for him. It would be so embarrassing.

"Ahem, Cuihua, I was not nice to you before, but I will treat you well from now on. Leave the sewing work to me."

Cuihua was deeply moved when she heard Ma Hongjun's sincere confession.

"Hongjun, you are so nice."

.......

The next morning, right after dinner, the master took everyone to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena in Soto City.

In the lounge.

The master took out a dozen masks that he had prepared long ago from his pocket.

"This is what I made for you guys yesterday. Remember to wear it next time you participate in the Soul Fight. Also, think of a nickname for yourself. After you register, you won't report your real name when you participate in future competitions."

Tang Ya understood the master's meaning very well. After all, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Her two sisters also said that they wanted to be more low-key.

Soon, everyone came up with their own nicknames, which did not change from the original. Finally, the master set his sights on Tang Ya.

"Okay, it's your turn. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Title?" Thinking of this, a name suddenly emerged in Tang Ya's mind, and then she said it involuntarily.

"The King of Tushan."

"Tushan? What mountain is this? Why haven't I heard of it?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion, blinking her big eyes.

"Ahem." Tang San thought for a moment and then said.

"It might be the small hill we climbed every day for exercise when we were young. I just didn't know its name. It turns out it's called Tushan."

“The name of this mountain always feels weird.”

"Ahem." At this time, the master coughed lightly and interrupted several people's words.

"Xiao Ya, your nickname is not quite suitable. Calling you Wang is a bit too arrogant. How about calling you Phantom Fox?"

"Phantom Fox? Xiaoya, this name fits you very well, why not call it that?"

Tang Ya nodded casually.

"Well, it's just a name anyway."

At this moment, Tang Ya's thoughts were a little confused.

Tushan, where is this? Why did she say this name? Moreover, this place seemed so familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was.

Could it be that, as Third Brother said, it was the small hill at the entrance of the village, but I was drunk and lost my memory so I couldn't remember it?

I shook my head violently and thought, forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. My head hurts.

Soon, the master began to arrange the candidates for the team competition.

Because the team competition is calculated according to the higher level of the two people, if one of them is a three-ring Soul Master, then even if his teammate is a one-ring Soul Master, he will also participate in the Soul Master level competition.

Those at level 30 are Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Oscar.

Those who are at level 20 are Ning Rongrong, Tang Ya, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun.

In this way, the master quickly made a plan.

Tang San + Xiao Wu team,

Dai Mubai + Oscar.

Ning Rongrong is a pure support and needs a stronger teammate, so, without a doubt, it is better to team up with Tang Ya.

The last team is Zhu Zhuqing + Ma Hongjun.

As soon as the result came out, Dai Mubai couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master, this won't work. Zhuqing can't team up with Fatty."

Given the fat guy's personality, who knows how he would take advantage of his fiancée. How could he allow this?

Hearing this, the master set his eyes on Ning Rongrong.

"Ning Rongrong, how about you team up with Ma Hongjun?"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong hugged Tang Ya's arms tightly and said with a firm look in her eyes.

"No, I will never leave Xiaoya even if I die."

The master was helpless about this. These students were so young, why was the circle so chaotic?

At this time, Tang Ya said.

"How about this, Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing, my brother and Oscar, and Boss Dai you and Ma Hongjun team up, how do you think?"

"But, this means Zhuqing will have to go to the 30th level competition field."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"Okay, Xiao Wu and I will form a team."

After hearing this, Dai Mubai felt mixed emotions. Zhu Qing still didn't want to team up with him?

However, relatively speaking, this may be the most suitable combination. However, look at the fat man next to him, he may have to kneel down again today.

As for why Tang Ya made such a suggestion, it was obvious that the fat guy was not very popular, and none of the girls were willing to team up with him.

As for the boys, the third brother has no hidden weapons, so his advantage in fighting on the same level is not that great. If he is asked to lead Ma Hongjun, who is only in his twenties, there is no doubt that he will lose.

As for Oscar, it is even more obvious. Ma Hongjun, a strong attacker at level 20, really has no chance of winning in a level 30 circle.

There is no need to choose this. Dai Mubai can only bring a scoundrel Ma Hongjun. However, Ma Hongjun is actually not that bad. His level is a little low, but with Dai Mubai's cover, he can still deal some damage, although it may be a little insignificant.

In order to avoid being matched together, several people deliberately staggered their registration times. Soon, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's team competition started first.

"Boss Dai, come on, we are waiting for your first victory."

"Boss Dai, Zhu Qing is watching you here, so don't lose."

Dai Mubai was so upset after hearing this, MMP, you let me lead a bunch of idiots, I will win by my head.

"Fatty, let's see who the opponent is. I'll deal with one first, and you hold the other one. I don't ask you to win, just don't lose."

Just don’t lose?

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun tightened the needle and thread in his hand. He had practiced hard all night and had been stabbed countless times. He was just waiting for today.

It is not certain who will be the one holding back.

At this moment, Tang Ya in the audience looked at the distant competition stands as if she had sensed something.

Why, she felt like she was being watched.