Douluo: I Don't Want to Be a God, I Actually Became a God

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"Yes!" The group of people who were belatedly realized that their worries were excessive when Yu Yuyi reminded them.

Now, they are just an ordinary team in the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena.

He was preparing to accept the invitation from the Great Soul Fighting Arena to face opponents with the same soul power level.

They don't need to think so long-term, after all, as long as they don't tell themselves, once the mask is taken off and the person leaves, who can find their true identity, and who will have the time to trouble them.

Dai Mubai also breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that he is just an unpopular prince in the Star Luo Empire. How can he be compared to those heirs who are highly anticipated by the capable elders of the family.

Even so, Dai Mubai would not let others bully people from Shrek Academy.

The master also smiled and shook his head, "It's exactly what Yiyi said. Don't be too nervous."

"The reason why I want to tell you about the Jade Phosphorus Douluo is for one reason. I hope you can be more vigilant against the Jade Phosphorus Snake deputy captain who is also a control type. After all, you have also seen the information in this battle. Now, we don’t necessarily have the advantage.”

"What's more, in addition to Yiyi not being allowed to participate, we also need to exclude one person from this soul fighting competition."

The morale of the remaining eight people from Shrek, which had just been rising, weakened again under the beating of the master.

But it's much better than before.

As the captain, Dai Mubai naturally plays the role of selecting team members.

He glanced at the remaining seven people. Those who were above level [-] were basically on the list for this soul fighting competition.

After all, sometimes, although soul power cannot determine the force value, one more level of soul power will at least provide one more soul skill to deal with opponents whose moves are unknown.

According to common sense, one of the two auxiliary soul masters in their team must be eliminated in this battle, otherwise the lack of combat power will be a big problem.

but……

Oscar's unique Big Sausage Martial Spirit, which is full of innate soul power, and the soul skill that can fly for one minute are all their trump cards to deal with the opponent this time, and they must not give up.

As for Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, although it is only at the second level now, the martial soul of the Rongguan auxiliary type of martial soul is naturally much more powerful than the ordinary second or even third-level soul masters.

Therefore, in Dai Mubai's selfish opinion, these two auxiliary soul masters must stay.

Tang San thought so too, and after the conversation just now, he felt that he had a certain idea of ​​how to face the Imperial Dou Team.

No matter who takes the field, he is [-]% sure that he can lead the team to victory.

Of course, if Yiyi plays, it is absolutely [-]% sure.

"How about rolling the dice?"

Yu Yuyi, who had absolutely no problem choosing someone, suddenly spoke up.

She opened her little hand, and in the palm of her hand, there was a twelve-sided dice that had just been condensed.

"Anyway, no matter who you are, you have your own unique strengths. And I believe that under the leadership of Dai Boss and Xiao San, no matter which team is composed of several companions, everyone can defeat the opponent and win the victory together. Bring it back, right?”

Yiyi smiled brightly, her last words were obviously for confirmation, but she was affirmed and encouraged by her words.

"Yes, we can win!"

At this time, as the 'brain' of the team, Tang San said these words loudly without any hesitation.

"Of course we can bring victory back!"

Xiao Wu pounced on Yiyi, placed her palm on Yiyi's open hand, and took the lead in picking up the twelve-sided dice.

"Yes, after all, we are all monsters!"

Ma Hongjun was the one who believed in their abilities the most. He wiped the tip of his nose and said with full morale, "Just leave it to us!"

"It's too early to talk, fat man!" Oscar showed no mercy and poured cold water on Ma Hongjun, "The dice haven't been thrown yet? Are you sure you can play?"

"After all, the possibilities are still much higher than those of you, Xiao Ao, a big sausage uncle like you!"

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth and pushed forward with both hands.

Oscar also raised his hands to meet him, and the two of them pushed each other with their palms, in a stalemate.

It was obvious that the teeth in his mouth were about to be broken by the force of the bite, but he still couldn't help but said: "Oh, just because your soul power is less than level [-]?"

"Haha, do you have to rely on your attack method which is nothing more than a three-legged cat?"

"Wow~ You guys have such a good relationship!"

Yiyi couldn't help but speak as she watched these two virtual beings fighting for a spot, fighting so hard that their heads would bleed.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar were so angry that they roared: "No!"

Ning Rongrong pulled Zhu Zhuqing and the innocent Ran Sen to Yu Yuyi's side, distanced herself from the two high-quality boys who were arguing endlessly, and showed by her actions that they were not the same thing as those two idiots.

"Ignore them, let's roll the dice first." Rongrong urged him impatiently as he saw Xiao Wu clasping his hands together and shaking the dice.

It was also the first time for Xiao Wu to shake a dice with such a large number of faces. He quickly let go and let the dice fall on the table, making a sound and spinning continuously.

Finally, under the blazing gaze of everyone, the dice stopped, and the side directly above it was a number...

"ten!"

"The maximum is no more than twelve o'clock, Xiao Wu, you can definitely participate in this soul fighting competition."

The more Xiao Wu listened, the happier she became. She couldn't help but raise her chin high, "Humph~ After all, I am Sister Xiao Wu!"

Immediately afterwards, Ning Rongrong reached out to take the dice and muttered: "It's over ten o'clock, it's over ten o'clock..."

Xiao Wu was a bit dumbfounded when she heard this, and she reached out her hand to push him, not forgetting to bury her harmful friend.

But Ning Rongrong was also joking like this on purpose. She stepped back, hid behind Zhu Zhuqing, stuck out her tongue, and then let go and let the dice fall on the table.

"Over ten o'clock over ten o'clock!"

Looking at the spinning dice, Ning Rongrong's pink fist moved and her mouth was still pumping air.

Xiao Wu smiled and scolded: "That's enough for you!"

Finally the dice stopped, "Nine o'clock."

"Ah..." Ning Rongrong cried with a small face.

Xiao Wu gloated and made a face at Rongrong, "Hehe, you didn't surpass me!"

"..." Rongrong, "Humph!"

Yu Yuyi watched the two girls relax and fight, but did not stop them. Anyway, it was at least more than an hour before their soul fighting competition started.

In the end, except for Dai Mubai and Tang San, who were destined to play, everyone else rolled the dice.

The points are:
Oscar, seven o'clock.

Ma Hongjun, five o'clock.

Zhu Zhuqing, eleven o'clock.

Jansen, one point.To be honest, when Jan Sen's dice came out, Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who had not yet rolled the dice, did not say anything explicitly, but one hugged their shoulders and patted them comfortingly, while the other sighed on behalf of the person involved.

After they were done, the two of them gave each other a high-five.

Then the two of them were holding each other's arms, not hiding the dismay on their faces.

"Don't worry brother, your handsome brother is going to be on stage!"

"Yes, you, Brother Ao, and I will always be the strongest arm you can trust!"

When two young men say something to each other and implement the word "brother", it is called a true relationship.

It can be said that we went up the mountain to pull out bamboo shoots, but we also did not forget to deliver them to our door - the (damaged) bamboo shoots arrived at home!

Fortunately, Jan Sen didn't take this too seriously and just used his elbows to push back the two guys who were proud of themselves in front of him.

If Dai Mubai was treated in such a meaningful way by Oscar and Ma Hongjun, he would probably be able to strangle these two guys with his hands and not let go until they call him daddy.

Yiyi didn't think this result was surprising. She looked at the dice with twelve sides but with a dramatic appearance, and seemed to hear the turning of the gears of destiny again, as well as a slightly malicious chuckle.

After deciding on the seven participants, facing the master who was still a little worried, Tang San firmly took over Yu Xiaogang's title of full command, and began to sit around and arrange the tactics and backup for the next one, two, and three. tactics.

Yiyi did not forget to mention a few words in it.

Soto Grand Fighting Arena, VIP Lounge, VIP Room No. [-].

In a luxurious [-]-square-meter room, on a huge leather sofa, a young man with long black hair and a slender figure sat with his eyes slightly closed, sitting quietly and concentrating.

His not-so-handsome face was particularly attractive because of his unique temperament.

Not to mention that there is an eye-catching black lightning mark on his forehead.

Like a birthmark, like a mark carved deliberately.

The young man held a woman in his arms. She was not stunningly beautiful, but she had another kind of enchanting charm.

Short dark purple hair, emerald green eyes like spring.

She leaned lazily on the young man's shoulder, curling her fingers in the young man's half-length hair, and her green nails weaved in and out of the black hair, looking intimate and dangerous.

Besides the two people who were half sitting and lying down, on the ground against the wall, there were two more muscular men with straight noses and square mouths sitting quietly.

Just sitting there, they give people a heavy and steady feeling.

Those were the two brothers of the Shi family, Shi Mo Shi Mo, who had the Black Turtle Martial Spirit.

"Boss! You and Sister Yanzi, please don't treat us like human beings! I'm so full of dog food when you show affection and affection like this every day! Brothers are considered outsiders after all. I beg you, let me go. We poor singles!"

The person who spoke was a handsome young man. He was not tall, neither fat nor thin. He had a pair of big, rolling eyes, which made him look particularly boyish against the backdrop of his short blond hair.

At this time, he was crying out that his captain and vice-captain were not good people, and his cheeks seemed to be bulging with dog food.

"I just don't treat you as outsiders~" The woman on the sofa glanced at the blond young man, and then under the blond young man's desperate look, her red lips gently pressed against the black-haired young man's mouth, "What do you think? You have the ability. You should also find someone to go with~"

The blond young man's face was flushed, and he looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"I, I, I... will always find it!"

The black-haired young man, who seemed to be disturbed by the woman's actions, or laughed at the childishness among his teammates, slowly opened his eyes, "That's enough, Yufeng, don't make things about us every time. You know , the person you like will not wait for you, just chase him if you want."

"Lingling, go sit on the sofa for a while. Standing all the time also consumes your energy."

The words before and after are connected together, as if they are hints, and they seem to be just inadvertent.

Yu Tianheng said the last sentence to another woman in the room.

The woman stood in the darkest corner of the room. She was not only dressed in black, but even her face was covered with a black gauze, as if she was in mourning all the time.

She was slender, with long blue hair like a waterfall hanging down her back. Her eyes of the same color as her hair did not show any emotion, but looked at a place in the void lightly, lonely and hopelessly.

"No, I'm fine here."

Ye Lingling's voice was very beautiful, but it had an inhuman emptiness.

Before Ye Lingling responded, the blond young man named Yufeng had blushed and glanced at Ye Lingling's side.

The young man with blond hair and a good-looking face shook the drink in his hand while gloating, "Lingling, do you want to come to my brother's place for a drink?"

Except for the captain and vice-captain, Ye Lingling only responded to Oslo. She shook her head.

The long blue hair like a waterfall flows instantly.

"No. Thank you, brother."

When the blond young man Yufeng saw this, he curled his lips in displeasure. He was even more dissatisfied with Othello.

But before they could start arguing, the door of the VIP room where they were waiting for the team battle was opened by someone.

When that person came in, all the members of the Royal Fighter Team in the room made the same move.

——The seven people stood up directly on the spot and saluted respectfully towards the visitor.

"teacher."

The person who came in from the door was just a young man in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes. Only his eyes revealed that he was different from ordinary people.

Those eyes are exceptionally bright.

Even that ordinary face and plain smile have a gentle charm in it.

But at this time, although the man who was respectfully called teacher by the Imperial Battle Team was still smiling, his expression looked a little weird.

It's like happiness, it's like regret, and there's also some mischievous fun that's hard to tell, but will definitely make your hair go crazy.

Yu Tianheng, who had never seen a teacher like this before, couldn't help but step forward and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Qin, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Ming, who was called Teacher Qin, put down the thin stack of information in his hand, with a deep light in his bright black eyes, "This time, I'm afraid you are going to meet your opponent."

"Do you know? When I saw this information, I felt for the first time that your soul power is too low. If you can reach the Soul Sect, you may not be able to see the true strength of this team. and charm.”

"No, that's not right either." Qin Ming hurriedly retorted to himself, "More than that, I should find you two more partners to run with. Otherwise, you won't miss such a mysterious, yet powerful core of the team."

"Teacher Qin, what are you talking about?"

Yufeng stepped forward impatiently, flipped through the information on just a few pieces of paper, and exclaimed in surprise the next second.

"What the hell!"

People attracted by Yufeng's exclamation also looked over to see what kind of information could cause this person to say such words?

When they looked over, all they saw was the opened page, which read:

[The Shrek Nine Monsters, a team of nine people, with soul power levels ranging from 27 to 45. ]
[Record: 25 wins in 25 games]
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