Douluo: When Tang San's younger sister played idioms

In the low-key luxury suite, a group of young people are sitting or standing scattered.

The leader is a man sitting in the middle of the long sofa with a big horse and a golden knife. He is dressed in black and has short black hair in an orderly mess. There is an undisguised stare in the pupils.

Beside him, a woman with a voluptuous figure and hot body is lazily leaning on him. Whether it is her waist-length hair or her eyes, the woman presents a strange dark blue color.Such a color did not add any vigor and vigor to her, on the contrary, everyone who looked at her felt the danger of her scalp exploding from her.

Seeing the one who just pushed the door open, she asked with a charming voice, teasingly: "Little Maniac, haven't you gone to inquire about the opponent in the next round?"

The yellow-haired man who pushed the door and came in sat down on the small sofa angrily, and the big-brimmed hat that matched the uniform suddenly tilted on his head.

"What are you asking for? I thought there were so many powerful people in Soto City. I didn't expect that our opponent in the next round would be the Silver Spirit Fighting Team who had just been promoted!"

"Oh?" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "It seems that the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena is really desperate, and actually found such a team to deal with us."

The man called Xiao Crazy was obviously very dissatisfied, and he spoke with a stick:

"At the beginning, the group of nobles invited us from the Royal Academy because they agreed that there would be strong opponents. If it wasn't for improving the level of combat, why didn't I come to this corner of the city with a good mimetic training environment? As a result, I am abusing vegetables every day. Besides, the boss abused him alone, and I didn’t leave half of my opponents behind, so how can I play this?!”

The few people in the room are used to Xiao Manang's frequent madness, and they opened their mouths to make jokes:

"Hey, don't we, Little Crazy, be willing to be lonely?"

"Crazy, don't be crazy... With the boss's ability, those miscellaneous fish will be cleared away in an instant." The slender man stood aside a little bored, with a black sweater hood on his head, covering his blonde hair .

"The main controlling soul master of the Berserker team in the last game really made me laugh. He still insisted on not admitting defeat in front of us. In the end, the boss gave the whole team a set of electrotherapy. He couldn't get out of bed for a month."

The black-haired man on the main seat did not participate in the conversation of the few people from the beginning to the end, and casually played with the hair of his girlfriend beside him with one hand, relaxing and closing his eyes.

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"The Suoto Great Spirit Arena wants us to snipe the Huangdou team." The master announced the news of blowing up the audience with a blank expression.

"Emperor Fighting Team?! That Quanhunzun's team?!" Dai Mubai's eyes lit up, and the eyes fixed on Zhu Qing's body turned instantly, "I've wanted to try such an opponent for a long time!"

"It's hard to fight, isn't it? We only have five soul masters. Tang Tang and Oscar can't play at the same time. Only four soul masters can really play." Ma Hongjun saw the situation very clearly and mercilessly The pot of water dampened Dai Mubai's enthusiasm.

The master nodded and said: "Indeed, all of them have the best soul ring ratio, and their soul power is above level 35, and their captain's martial soul is extremely powerful. According to my analysis, your current odds are...zero. "

The master's merciless evaluation was like a lump of ice in the cold winter of March [-], directly suppressing the last bit of enthusiasm of Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai bowed his head lonely: "Did you refuse?"

The master said calmly: "I agree."

The eight people reacted for a moment, and then——

"what!!!"

The badge level here is actually a bit different from the original book... Goose, because I forgot the original plot when I wrote it, but it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt...