Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 33: Soldiers will block it, water will cover it

"What are the strengths of the two members of Team Gale?" Tang San asked.

"They are all Soul Sects, one is at level 42 and the other is at level 43. Xiaosan, you are just a Soul Sect now. If..."

Dai Mubai didn't explain the next words too clearly. He knew that Tang San was a smart man, so he could naturally understand them.

To put it bluntly, Tang San would get beaten if he went up alone.

"Is it the Soul Sect? I want to try it."

"Are you really crazy? Let's not say whether you can win or not. Let's just say that this is a doubles match and you can't do it alone."

"But Xiao Wu doesn't know where he is now. I...oh, that's not right." Tang San suddenly remembered something, his eyes became much clearer, and he asked:

"Boss Dai, didn't you say that your opponent will be at the same level as you? Xiao Wu and I are both soul sects, so how come our opponent will be a soul sect?"

"Yes, how could this happen?"

"Ah!" Oscar suddenly had an idea and sat up in his dying illness. "This must have been deliberately arranged by someone!"

"Yes, that's right!" Tang San thought deeply.

Dai Mubai frowned and thought deeply, "But who could have done it? It's the first time Xiaosan came to the Soul Fighting Arena, and she didn't offend anyone with authority."

"A powerful person... Boss Dai! I seem to have guessed who it is!" Tang San said with a dark face.

Dai Mubai was startled when he heard this, and then nodded solemnly, "I seem to understand."

"It's him!"

"Yes, that's him!"

Dai Mubai and Tang San looked at each other, and suddenly they both smiled with relief.

"Who are you talking about? Why is it so mysterious?" Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of curiosity.

Tang San smiled coldly, picked up the teacup and handed it to Dai Mubai, "Boss Dai, how about we write that person's name on the table and see if they are consistent?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

"..."

Disrespect, disrespect, it turned out to be Dai Gongjin and Tang Kongming.

In the end, as expected, both of them wrote two words on the table.

When Ning Rongrong and others took a closer look, they discovered that their handwriting was exactly the same.

Qinglian!

"Yes, it's him!"

"It must be him!"

Ning Rongrong looked at the two of them speechlessly. These two people must have some kind of persecution delusion.

He and Tang San have never known each other, as for the elaborate behind-the-scenes operation to deceive Tang San?
"No! I'm going to argue with him, this guy!" Dai Mubai rolled up his sleeves but didn't move.

"Boss Dai, don't be impulsive. This person has put so much effort into it. It's definitely not that simple for us to see him. We need to consider this matter in the long run." Tang San said solemnly.

This person wants to harm his dignified Tang Sect disciples. It is simply an idiot's dream!

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

"Okay, let's do this and this."

"..."

On the other side, two people had just walked out of the office of the person in charge of the fighting spirit arena.

Both of them are middle-aged men. One wears gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes are full of shrewdness.

The other one had a short crew cut, with no expression on his face, as if he would never smile.

They were the retarded corner and the flying corner in what was known as the golden iron triangle back then.

——Yu Xiaogang and Flanders are the same!

"Xiao Gang, are we going to do this?" Flanders asked with a look of pain on his face.

Just now, they paid the person in charge to change the order of the battle.

In order to allow Tang San to grow better, Yu Xiaogang actually asked the person in charge to directly arrange for Team Gale to fight against the three or five combinations!

Darling, that is a famous and strong team in the spirit fighting arena, and they are always famous for their ruthlessness!
"Of course." Yu Xiaogang explained seriously: "Xiao San is still too smooth now, and he skipped the level and absorbed the soul ring and soul bone not long ago. If I don't give him more strength, he will probably slack off in training. "

Tang San: "..." "But I have heard about Team Gale for a long time. The style and reputation of this team are not very good. Their opponents are either dead or injured. Are you really willing to let Tang San take risks?"

"I said, it's not okay for Xiao San to continue like this. I have to make him feel a sense of crisis." Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"What if..."

"There is no such thing as an emergency. The arena is like a battlefield. It is never either you die or I live."

As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces a good disciple, and Yu Xiaogang has always understood this truth.

And he believes that Xiaosan will not let him down. Xiaosan is the son of a hot man!
……

In the VIP room, Li Qiu opened his eyes and stopped practicing.

At present, he has a deeper understanding of Qinglian Sword, although he has not yet reached the state of unity between sword and man.

But the sword is like a dragon, and there is no problem if there is no blood in one sword.

But just this is not enough for him, he also needs stronger strength.

Although he is no longer weaker than Soul Saint, he is still a little weak.

"Elder Ghost, how long until the next game starts?"

The ghost looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Your Highness the Holy Son, there are still ten minutes left for Team Gale to fight against the 3-5 combination. Now they are ready to go on the field. Oh wait, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Li Qiu frowned.

"The 100,000-year-transformed soul beast has disappeared, and another person has appeared."

"Ok?"

Li Qiu stood up, walked to the transparent glass and took a look at the field.

At this sight, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

"..."

"No, buddy, why can't I play!"

Under the stage, Dai Mubai chatted with the staff for a while.

That's right, Xiao Wu is missing now and won't be able to come back for a while.

In order to prevent his good brother from being beaten in vain, he, Dai Mubai, could only volunteer to go on stage with his good brother.

If he and Tang San join forces, they really may not lose.

Even if you are going to lose, it will never be too miserable.

However, the staff refused to let Dai Mubai play no matter what, because the three-five combination was a man and a woman.

Now that the woman is gone, what will happen if a man comes?

"Evil-eyed White Tiger, I know it's you, can you please stop making things difficult for me?" the staff member said with a grimace.

"Hey, buddy, why am I making things difficult for you? If you let me and Tang San play, your spirit fighting arena will also be beneficial."

"What's the benefit?"

"Have you not noticed that the popularity of your fighting spirit arena has been getting lower and lower recently? My brothers are here to gain popularity for you. Do you want to say a word?"

"Then I have to ask the supervisor."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

As soon as the staff left, Tang San stepped forward and asked, "Boss Dai, can we do this?"

"Of course, we just want to tell Qinglian Swordsman that his conspiracy is just a child's trick!"

Glancing at the VIP room, Dai Mubai happened to see Li Qiu's figure.

At this moment, Li Qiu and him looked at each other from a distance, and they both seemed to understand something in each other's eyes.

"Oh, do you know what it means to be blocked by soldiers and covered by water and earth? Just let your horses come over."

Dai Mubai was even more sure that it was Li Qiu who was responsible, so he murmured softly.

Li Qiu shook his head, sat back on the sofa, and uttered two words.

"Silly beep."

(End of this chapter)