Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

Dai Mubai came to the sweaty Tang Xiaolian and wanted to put some of the stones in Tang Xiaolian's bamboo basket into his own, but Tang Xiaolian smiled and declined.

"No need, Mu Bai, I can do it."

When Oscar passed by Ning Rongrong, he took a complicated look at the stones in her bamboo basket. The stones in her bamboo basket were half as many as those in his own basket. He had shared some stones with Ning Rongrong in the previous one or two rounds, but Ning Rongrong still looked unable to walk.

Finally, he shook his head in disappointment. The initial sense of amazement when he saw Ning Rongrong completely disappeared when he got to know her.

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar's back as he walked away and lowered her head in pain. She didn't know what was going on, but she always felt weak all over and had no strength to move when she was walking halfway.

When Xiao Wu passed by Ning Rongrong, she picked out the largest stones from her bamboo basket and put them into her own basket, encouraging her, "It's okay, Rongrong, take your time."

Zhu Zhuqing was equally tired. She felt the same as Ning Rongrong. She often felt weak and unable to move, so she had to stop and rest for a while.

Dai Mubai just glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, shook his head helplessly and left. He had helped Zhu Zhuqing walk for a distance before, but she walked too slowly and had to rest from time to time because she really couldn't keep up with his pace.

Ma Hongjun would occasionally say to Ning Rongrong when passing by her, "Miss, I think you should go home quickly. You are so spoiled and always complain about being tired. You really can't bear any hardship."

Ning Rongrong was so angry that her face turned ugly. She picked up a stone and threw it at Ma Hongjun's feet.

But Ma Hongjun reacted quickly and dodged, and kicked back with mischief, and as luck would have it, the stone hit Ning Rongrong's ankle.

Ning Rongrong felt pain and her face turned pale.

Ma Hongjun blew his whistle and left as if he saw nothing.

Ning Rongrong didn't stand up for the rest of the journey. She looked at the red and swollen ankle and thought about the cold stares she received today. She felt wronged and her eyes were red and she couldn't stop crying.

Yu Xiaogang looked at her and shook his head. He also felt a little dissatisfied with Ning Rongrong. Finally, he set his sights on Qian Yuehuan.

"By the way, Mo Huan, how do you feel about going to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena for the first time today?"

"It feels good. The two brothers on the other side underestimated me and gave me an opportunity." Qian Yuehuan said honestly.

"Well, underestimate the enemy, etc."

"Two brothers? Are you participating in the two-on-two challenge mode? Who are you teaming up with?" Yu Xiaogang subconsciously thought that it was Qian Yuehuan's teammates who helped her win. After all, Qian Yuehuan had two ten-year soul rings, and the power of her soul skills should be vulnerable.

"I participated in the one-on-two mode, and didn't team up with anyone else." Qian Yuehuan replied, and suddenly smiled, "Maybe I was lucky to win."

Flanders looked at Qian Yuehuan with appreciation, "Luck is also a part of strength. The fact that you can win in such an unfair challenge mode of one-on-two shows that you are capable."

Yu Xiaogang's face looked a little unnatural. He had also participated in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, but due to the special nature of his martial soul, he had never won a single match. The girl in front of him was obviously just an ordinary person at first, but in the blink of an eye she broke through level 30 and became a Soul Master, while he was still a level 29 Great Soul Master.

Yu Xiaogang felt a little unbalanced. Could it be that the immortal grass that Qian Yuehuan ate was really that good? If he ate it, would his cultivation speed be even better than Qian Yuehuan's?