Standing in the middle of the Soul Fighting Platform, except for Tang Lu and Ye Lingling, the rest of the Soul Fighting Platform had either fainted or were all in a frozen state.

"Can the result be announced?" Tang Lu raised his eyes and looked upwards.

Originally, Tang Lu didn't want to see it, but just wanted to watch people talk, after all, he had to give people the necessary respect.

However, the scene that I saw at my eyes next moment made him slightly stunned.

Unlike Fei'er, Doudou was not wearing any light-shielding objects, and he could see the bottom directly at first glance.

Light pink!

Damn, is the host of Soto's Soul Arena so open?

Above the head, Dou Dou, who was awakened by Tang Lu's words, first tidied up his dress, then hurriedly fell down, stood beside Tang Lu, and announced the victory of the Emperor Fighting Team.

The game officially ended, Tang Lu reached out to Ye Lingling, who was staring at him in a daze, and hooked his fingers.

"come over!"

"ha?"

Ye Lingling tilted her head and looked at him. Although she didn't understand what Tang Lu asked her to do, Ye Lingling still walked over slowly.

When Ye Lingling came beside him, Tang Lu then pointed at Dai Mu, Bai Ma Hongjun, who was lying not far away and said, "Give them treatment."

"oh!"

Ye Lingling nodded, summoned the martial soul Nine Heart Begonia, and then enveloped Dai Mubai, who was charred by the bomb.

After Dai Mubai recovered from his injuries, she walked to Ma Hongjun as usual.

"Is the gap between us really so huge?" Getting up from the ground, this is the first sentence Dai Mubai and Tang Lu said.

"Go to thaw the others first. If you freeze for a long time, you will suffocate to death." Tang Lu glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier!"

When Dai Mubai heard this, he was shocked on the spot. He took a step to the side of Zhu Zhuqing, who was frozen.

Seeing Dai Mubai smashing the ice sculptures one by one and rescuing everyone from the inside, Tang Lu breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little tired.

One-to-seven, it’s really not that easy to fight.

Although he won the final result, Tang Lu's soul power consumed nearly 80% of the time, and there were not many cards left in the space ring. It was not so difficult to play Zhao Wuji at the beginning.

Of course, that's because Zhao Wuji didn't do his best and just wanted to play with everyone.

If it is a life-and-death battle, even if everyone now faces Zhao Wuji, they will just punch a child.

After a while, the two teams gathered together again, but this time, everyone's eyes were all looking at Tang Lu.

The people on Shrek's side had no choice but to have such a look, while the people on the Emperor Fighting Team were angry and angry.

Things got over. Doudou walked away from the open side doors on both sides with long legs. Today's Soul Fighting Competition lost again. The side of the Soul Fighting Arena still not sure what it would be like.

"There was an accident this time, and I will compete again next time!" Yu Tianheng's eyes fell on Dai Mubai.

"Ah, it will definitely be next time!" Dai Mubai casually said perfunctorily, then caught up with Tang Lu who had slowly left in front of him.

"Director Xiao Lu, you are not kind. We are a competition for students. Why are you a teacher-level person coming to make trouble!"

"That's right, we wouldn't have come if we had known you were going to play." Ma Hongjun also muttered.

It is naturally not good to be abused by people, and they are not masochists.

Looking at their departure backs, Yu Tianheng snorted coldly and turned toward the entrance passage on his side.

"Let's go!"

Several members of the Emperor Fighting Team followed quietly, while Ye Lingling walked at the end, turned her head to look at Tang Lu who had left the field from the other side, with a trace of light in his dark and quiet eyes.

This person...seems to be very powerful.

Also...it's very interesting.

The front desk of the Soul Fighting Arena Hall.

When Tang Lu and others came over, Flander, Zhao Wuji and the three of them were already waiting here.

"Hahaha, Dean Xiao Lu's style remains the same." Zhao Wuji gave Tang Lu a thumbs up.

Next to him, Flander's facial muscles kept twitching, painful, and heartache.

It was a sad night to lose money after losing bet.

Master Yu Xiaogang was dark and said nothing at this time.

The Shrek Seven Monsters lost, and they were defeated by Tang Lu with a record of one-on-one-seven, which made the master a little unacceptable.

Although the level 40 Soul Sect can theoretically defeat ten level 30 Soul Lords, it is definitely not calculated in reality, and there are various factors and conditions that affect it.

For example, talent, martial soul quality, soul ring age, soul bones or not, etc.

However, who is the Shrek Seven Monsters?

They were the top geniuses, including three innate soul power, and all the martial soul qualities were excellent, but they still lost in this way.

If you beat one of seven and lose one by one, Tang Lu could be said to be a crushing victory.

Looking at the master with a gloomy face, Tang Lu's discomfort instantly disappeared. As the saying goes, the winner is always tolerant.

In fact, Tang Lu took advantage of this soul-fighting competition.

In the soul fighting competition, they are always ranked according to the level of the person with the strongest soul power level in the team. Tang Lu’s current level is level 49. If he joins the Emperor Fighting Team, his opponent should be promoted to the Soul Sect Team at level 40.

However, because today's soul fighting competition was decided yesterday, and the teams on both sides had already confirmed the matter yesterday, they caught the Soul fighting venue off guard.

When one side of the Soul Fighting Field discovered that Tang Lu was the Four Rings Soul Sect, the competition had already begun. There were regulations on the Soul Fighting Field that once the competition began, no one could stop unless the two sides decided on the victory or defeat.

Therefore, one side of the fighting spirit field can only knock down teeth and swallow blood, causing heavy losses.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, we lost." Tang San walked to the master, lowered his head and said.

"As long as it is a game, either you lose or the opponent wins. It's nothing. Keep practicing hard in the future." The master said in a deep voice, and then his eyes fell to Tang Lu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Any soul master cannot win for the rest of his life, nor can he lose for the rest of his life. If you are strong, there will naturally be a soul master stronger than you. If you are weak, it is not impossible to surpass other soul masters."

Upon hearing this, a group of students couldn't help but nod, and this was right.

However, Tang Lu, whose anger just disappeared, almost turned his back on the spot when he heard this. Who are you talking about this?

Master Yu Xiaogang, the enemy of his life!

"Ahem, the second phase of the special training for the students is over, right? Should we go back to the academy?" After looking at Tang Lu, who was not very good-looking, Flander quickly coughed gently and changed the topic.

"Well, I haven't slept in the college's big bed for two or three months, Lao Zhao, I really miss you a little." Zhao Wuji nodded with his chin.

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