Gourd of Douluo

Wang Xiaofeng pointed at the two powerful people opposite him and said, "Fat man, what are you doing? Are you feeling stressed?"

"I have won against both Xiaosan Xiaowu and Dai Laoda. Compared to them, they are far behind in terms of momentum." Ma Hongjun made comments to the opponent, almost pointing at their noses and saying that they were not good.

However, while Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun were very confident in themselves, the audience did not think so.

"Did I read that right? This fat man is still a great soul master? How did he sneak into the two-on-two group of soul masters? Hurry up and ask the staff to take him down. Otherwise, what if he is accidentally beaten to death by the Invincible Lonely Group?" A tall and thin man pointed at the two soul rings floating on Ma Hongjun and said in surprise.

"Hey, that fat man on the stage, you're on the wrong stage." The tall and lanky man's partner was also stunned for a moment, and quickly shouted to the stage.

This shout made many viewers think that Ma Hongjun was on the wrong Soul Fighting stage, and suddenly the auditorium erupted in ups and downs of shouts.

"Xiao Feng, listen, the audience is cheering for me. The reputation of my evil fire phoenix has spread to Two to Two." Ma Hongjun quickly waved to the surrounding audience, although he did not hear the stage clearly. The audience was yelling something, but it was obviously him. After all, it was the audience who were yelling at him.

"Okay, we are still fighting, be serious." Wang Xiaofeng could already imagine that the master must have a livid face now. In order to protect his own safety, he quickly added the increase to Ma Hongjun.

"I have a purple gourd." "I have a red gourd." "I have a yellow gourd."

Wang Xiaofeng chanted a spell slightly, and the next second Ma Hongjun was shrouded in a curtain of light.

Ma Hongjun moved his body and got used to the all-round surge in attributes, "Xiao Feng, your increase is still interesting. Ning Rongrong's increase every time is a little less interesting."

"Ah!! We were fooled. That Calabash Martial Spirit is not a control type, but an auxiliary type." The red-haired woman pointed at Ma Hongjun, who was shrouded in the light curtain, and said angrily.

The reason why the red-haired woman and the green-haired man did not attack first was because they thought Wang Xiaofeng was a control-type soul master. They originally wanted to let him set up the field first, and then they would directly and violently destroy it with flames. Who knew that Wang Xiaofeng was from the auxiliary department, which was completely different from what they had imagined.

"A mere great soul master actually caused me to waste so much time." A blush appeared on the red-haired woman's face. It was hard to tell whether it was from shame or anger. The first soul ring on her body shone brightly.

"The first soul skill, binding with flaming tongue."

Under the influence of the soul skill, the red-haired woman flicked hard, and her tongue suddenly flew towards Wang Xiaofeng like a missile. The green-haired man next to her was not to be outdone, and the first soul ring on her body also shone brightly.

"The first soul skill, heat wave impact."

The green-haired man's shell was like a cannon barrel, extending slightly forward, and suddenly a large burst of hot air rushed towards Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun.

Is this going to seal the move? But it’s not certain who will catch whom. Wang Xiaofeng looked at the tongue that was rushing towards him like lightning, as if he didn't react, he just stayed in place, tied up.

"How can this kid Xiaofeng be like this? He doesn't know how to hide when facing the enemy's attack." Flanders said with some dissatisfaction when he saw Wang Xiaofeng's performance.

"This is not like you, Flanders. You should know Xiaofeng's strength better than anyone else. Even if he gets kidnapped, it won't be a big deal." Zhao Wuji sat down next to Flanders with a wine gourd. asked strangely.

"I originally wanted to take advantage of Xiaofeng and Hongjun before they revealed their strength, but it seems that it won't work." Flanders patted his chest distressedly.

"Pretend I didn't ask." Zhao Wuji shrugged and said helplessly.

The red-haired girl looked at Wang Xiaofeng, who was bound tightly by her tongue, and said disdainfully: "I caught you."

She didn't have any doubts about Wang Xiaofeng being tied up by her so easily. Most of the auxiliary soul masters were like this. Unless they were auxiliary soul masters who had been on the battlefield, they would be able to catch them all.

Wang Xiaofeng felt the high temperature coming from the tongue on his body and couldn't help but nodded. If he hadn't covered his body with soul power in advance, otherwise the temperature would directly burn his clothes.

Ma Hongjun blocked Wang Xiaofeng in time, attracting this big wave of heat to him.

"The fat man opposite also has a fire-type beast's martial spirit. It looks like a turkey martial spirit." The green-haired man glanced at Ma Hongjun and said with some uncertainty.

Although Ma Hongjun's martial spirit is similar to that of a grass chicken, but he can easily absorb his first soul skill, it must not be a simple thing.

"Hmph, you're just a turkey martial soul. Let this bumpkin see the true power of fire." The red-haired girl said disdainfully as she looked at Wang Xiaofeng, who was unable to move, and Ma Hongjun, who was facing a formidable enemy. Shooting fixed targets is their favorite.

As soon as he finished speaking, the third soul ring on the red-haired girl's body lit up.

"The third soul skill, lava swamp."

The red-haired woman slapped the floor hard, and suddenly the stone bricks in a radius of twenty meters began to melt under the high temperature. The audience not far from the Soul Fighting Stage also felt the heat.

"This soul skill... Flanders, does it feel familiar to you?" The master pointed at the soul fighting platform that gradually turned into a magma terrain, and said with interest.

"Isn't this the usual trick of that academy? No wonder, I was just wondering why the twenty-year-old Soul Master suddenly became a loser on the street. It turns out he is someone from that place." Flanders seemed to see something and nodded. .

"Such power is too foul." Ma Hongjun said with some fear as he watched the surrounding environment begin to turn into red liquid. He tugged hard on Wang Xiaofeng's tongue. As expected, it was very strong and could not be pulled away.

"Xiaofeng, are you sure your plan is okay?" Ma Hongjun said worriedly. Although this temperature was nothing to him, Wang Xiaofeng was already showing signs of being cooked.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, you'll still have your back. If it doesn't work, just use Shunpo to escape. I don't believe they can hit them in the air." Wang Xiaofeng said nonchalantly. In fact, he was a little unsure. The two people on the opposite side were obviously preparing to amplify their moves, so he had secretly increased the first soul skill to the maximum on himself.

The red-haired girl's second soul ring and the green-haired man's first and third soul rings emitted a dazzling light at the same time.

As the soul power of the two people continued to be injected into the soul ring, the surrounding temperature gradually increased a lot. The volute behind the green-haired man stretched out a long way, tilted at an angle of 45 degrees and pointed at Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun. .

"Feel the embrace of the flames." The red-haired woman shouted, "Combined soul skills, Fire Meteor Pendant."

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