Just as Tang Ya expected, Xiao Wu never came back after she left. The next time they saw each other was the next morning.

Feeling the ambiguous atmosphere in the air, Tang Ya approached Xiao Wu and asked in a low voice.

"Sister Xiaowu, how far have things progressed between you and my brother?"

Tang Ya's voice was not loud, just loud enough for Xiao Wu to hear.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Wu's face turned red all the way to her ears. She lowered her head and muttered softly.

"Don't talk nonsense. There's nothing going on between me and the mistress. It's innocent."

"Ah, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing. The relationship between you and my brother is the most innocent."

Listening to Tang Ya's teasing, Xiao Wu shouted angrily at Tang San who was not far away.

"Xiao San, can you please take care of your sister?"

Tang San, who was in the distance, was doing routine maintenance on his crossbow. He was confused for a moment when he heard these words.

"Um, what happened?"

Seeing this scene, Tang Ya couldn't help but cover her face and laugh.

"Brother, it's okay. It's just that Xiao Wu just said that she really likes to have her legs rubbed by you, and asked if you want to continue tonight."

Oscar also came over and said.

"Hey, Xiao San, you're not bad. No wonder you didn't go back to the dormitory last night. It turns out you have a beautiful girl in your arms. Unlike me, I'm still single. Oh, I'm so envious."

"Xiao Ao, stop making trouble." As he said that, Tang San glared at Tang Ya again.

"And you, Xiaoya, you better be honest. There is nothing wrong between Xiaowu and me."

After hearing what Third Brother said, Tang Ya stopped talking. However, even their words were similar, so they really looked like a couple.

Soon, with the arrival of Flanders, the second day's journey began again.

The teasing of Xiao Wu along the way was a kind of relaxation, and it also made them travel faster. Before it got dark, they had already arrived at the Kingdom of Silvester.

In two days, they had already traveled nearly half the distance. From then on, as long as they left the Kingdom of Silvester, they would reach the territory of the Tiandou Empire.

However, in order to avoid sleeping on the streets, Flanders chose to settle down in the capital of Silves.

Looking up at the sky, the master said.

"Will your current physical condition affect a team spirit fight?"

Tang Ya spoke first.

"I'm fine anyway."

The master waved his hand.

"Xiaoya, I didn't ask you."

"Uh, okay."

Then the master glanced at the rest of the people.

"Strength is gained through hard work. It's still early today, so having a fight won't affect our journey tomorrow."

Dai Mubai nodded.

"Yes, Master, we are fine. Although we are a little tired, the consumption of soul power is not great. Moreover, because of the rush, the body is in an active state, which will not affect the fighting spirit."

In the spirit fighting arena.

"I'm sorry, there really is no Gold Fighting Spirit team in our city."

After listening to the person in charge's words, Flanders looked at Ning Rongrong speechlessly, and then asked again without giving up.

"Let's be reasonable. We only have one Gold Soul member, and he's a great soul master in his twenties. Just be flexible."

The staff shrugged and said.

"I'm sorry, that's definitely not going to work."

While speaking, the staff member unconsciously took a second look at the girl with the Gold Fighting Soul. To be honest, after all these years, this was the first time he had seen a Gold Fighting Soul badge of over level 20. The problem was, it was an auxiliary badge at that, which he simply couldn't understand.

After getting this answer, Flanders' eyes involuntarily fell on Tang Ya.

"Well, how about you take Rongrong's place?"

Uh, Tang Ya said weakly when she heard Dean Flanders calling her.

"Dean Flanders, guess why Rongrong has reached the Golden Fighting Soul..."

Flanders was stunned for a moment, then he reacted suddenly.

"Damn it, have you also reached the Golden Fighting Spirit?"

Tang Ya nodded slightly and said with a little embarrassment.

"Well, we were resting for two days before departure. We wanted to get an even number of points, so we played a few more games. Before we knew it, we got the Gold Fighting Spirit."

Fighting spirit is so simple. When dealing with players at level 20 or 30, you don't have to think about anything. Just rush up and throw two punches, and the fight is basically over.

Flanders didn't know what to say about this sudden situation.

At this time, the staff said.

"Well, if you choose to challenge a higher level team, you can challenge a team that does not have a gold fighting spirit badge."

Hearing this, Flanders frowned, and finally, he sighed.

"Forget it, let's stop fighting. Let's go back to sleep."

"No, you can try." At this time, the master suddenly said.

"Do you have any particularly fierce teams here, the desperado type?"

The staff member thought for a moment and then said.

"Yes, there are, but their attacks will either kill or injure, and their strength is almost close to that of a gold fighting spirit. Are you sure?"

The master nodded and said.

"I am sure."

The staff did not try to dissuade him, but silently handed over some documents.

"Here, these are the ones: the Fierce God Team, the Original God Team, the Killer God Team, and the Death God Team. Their overall strengths are similar. However, if you must choose, I suggest you choose the Original God Team. Although they are the strongest, compared to the other three teams, they are a little bit immature, but rarely hurt people intentionally."

The master waved his hand.

"Let's just say Death Squad."

"Xiaogang, stop making trouble. You are harming them." Flanders said solemnly.

The master ignored him, but filled out the information and walked towards the waiting area with the form.

Waiting area.

The master looked at Tang San and said lightly.

"Xiao San, do you have enough hidden weapons for seven people?"

Tang San nodded silently.

"Well, I went to the blacksmith shop and made some more before I left. This is almost enough."

At this point, the master spoke.

"That's good,"

"Today, I am going to teach you a lesson. As you have seen, I have chosen a team for you that plays very fiercely. Once they attack, their opponents will either die or be crippled. I allow you to use Xiao San's hidden weapons. Even if you kill your opponents, the Fighting Spirit Arena will not hold you responsible."

"Don't blame me. You will have to face all of this sooner or later. If you are not even prepared to kill someone, then I advise you not to choose the path of a soul master."

Tang Ya quickly expressed her opinion.

"That's right, what the master said makes sense. You have to learn to adapt to the environment. I will cheer you on and shout 666 for you from the audience."

"What are you shouting about?" The master looked at Tang Ya and said unhappily.

"I've signed you up too, so you should go up too."

"Ah?" Tang Ya was a little restless now. How come she ended up eating the melon?

"Master, I think I killed someone before, that gang of three. Have you forgotten?"

The master frowned and said.

"That time, there wasn't even blood spurting out, so it doesn't count. Besides, it was clearly Mu Bai who killed him, so it has nothing to do with you."

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