MTL - From the Power of Space To the Heavens-Chapter 42 . The gap between Tang San and Xiao Wu

  Chapter 42 42. The gap between Tang San and Xiao Wu

   Obtaining a silver badge is not an easy task, especially for Ning Rongrong, it is even more difficult.

  Other team members can freely choose one-on-one soul fighting.

  What about her?

  An auxiliary system soul master, going to fight one-on-one soul, are you sure he is not going to be a sandbag?

   "Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, why don't you take me with you?"

  Ning Rongrong held Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's arms, shaking them coquettishly.

  Ning Rongrong's small calculations are resounding, since he can't do it himself, he should find a good teammate.

  She believed that no soul master would reject an auxiliary system soul master who possessed the spirit of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

   If there is, then it must be that you have never experienced the powerful boosting effect of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!

pity

  Ning Rongrong sized up a lazy guy with clear eyes, then silently retracted his gaze.

  It is undoubtedly difficult for a great soul master and a soul sect to form a team to be the person in charge of the Suotuo Great Soul Arena.

  The rule does not allow is the first point.

   Another point is: if cross-level team formation is really allowed, then things like scoring points will emerge in endlessly!

  The direct descendants of those powerful forces have too many golden soul coins to spend, so hiring a high-level soul master to guide them, and getting a gold badge is simply a piece of cake.

  Unfortunately, the gold badge under the broken rules is not worth the slightest.

   Only the gold badge produced within the scope of the rules can prove the true strength of the holder.

  Therefore, in any large soul fighting arena, there are rigid standards for the soul power level requirements of both players in a soul fighting.

  The opponent of the great soul master is the great soul master, and the opponent of the soul master is the soul master.

  Therefore, the opponent of Lu Yuan, the soul sect, can only be another soul sect.

   "I just don't know if there are any Titled Douluo who come to fight souls when they have nothing to do."

   Lu Yuan smiled and shook his head, kicking this bold idea out of his mind.

  Which one of the strong men who can reach Title Douluo lacks actual combat experience?

  Since he does not lack actual combat experience, there is no need for Title Douluo to come here.

   Go to any big power, be a priest or an elder, isn't this a good choice?

  Why do you have to do it for a mere dozen or so gold soul coins.

   "But I still have to do as the Romans do"

  Close your palms together, then open them again.

  In Lu Yuan's hand, there was a pile of gold soul coins lying on the sidelines and neatly arranged.

   "Life and death."

   "Soul Sect."

  On the counter, ten gold soul coins were piled up into a cylinder.

   It's no wonder that "soul masters" are recognized as semi-nobles on the mainland.

   High consumption and high income.

  The purchasing power of ten gold soul coins is enough for an ordinary family of three to reach a well-off level within one year.

  But for most soul masters, it is just a simple registration fee in the big soul fighting arena.

   Life and death?

   This word has attracted the attention of many soul masters.

  In the soul fighting arena, it is actually very common to compete, and even gambling is not uncommon.

   What is rare is life and death!

  For "semi-noble" soul masters, the life-and-death struggle is undoubtedly very cruel.

  Even if it’s a gambling fight, you can admit defeat if you can’t win.

   At most, he would pay some price, but at least he could save his own life.

  However, there is no option of "admit defeat" in life-and-death combat!

   Either you die or I die.

  Anyway, one of the two soul masters must die before the soul fight is over.

   It seemed that she couldn't bear it, and the beautiful female receptionist even reminded her before writing.

"you sure?"

"Sure."

   Lu Yuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his fingers slid across the table without lightness or heavyness.

  A moment later, Lu Yuan returned to Xiao Wu and threw away the iron badge in his hand.

   "I got it."

   "Which field are you in?"

  Xiao Wu hurriedly grabbed Lu Yuan and asked curiously.

   Tang San also cast his curious eyes over.

  Lu Yuan shrugged innocently.

   "I don't know, wait for the notice."

   Life and death fights are generally the finale.

   What's more, it was a life-and-death struggle between two soul sects.

  If a good venue is not arranged, the person in charge of the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena will be out of his mind!

   But the problem is that the "venue" is not something that can be arranged by the big soul fighting field. No matter how fast it is, it must be finished by the soul master who is currently fighting.

   "Okay." Xiao Wu let go of Lu Yuan's sleeve resentfully, with an unhappy expression on her face.

  Lu Yuan also saw Xiao Wu's cute little expression, rubbed Xiao Wu's little head dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "I didn't lie to you, I really don't know."

  Xiao Wu hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively: "Then shall I register first?"

"OK."

  Watching Xiao Wu leave, Lu Yuan stretched out his arms and leaned against the railing, looking at Tang San with a half-smile.

   "What? Want to talk to me?"

  Flender directly left the formalities to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and then dragged Yu Xiaogang to the spectator stand without knowing it

Dai Mubai found an excuse and took Zhu Zhuqing to register; Ma Hongjun took Ning Rongrong to register; Xiao Wu was also dismissed by coincidence. Currently, only Tang San and Lu Yuan are left here .

  So, Tang San didn't bother to continue to maintain that hypocritical smiling face; his face was gloomy, as if someone owed him a lot of money.

   "Leave from Xiao Wu's side."

   Tang San stated his request straight to the point.

  Looking at Tang San wishing to eat his expression, Lu Yuan smiled and nodded Tang San, and said:

   "Your character is still so strong."

   "Looks like"

   "It's better to beat you up last time!"

  Tang San clenched his fist, and said in a low voice: "How dare you mention it again!"

  Lu Yuan didn't answer Tang San's question, walked slowly in front of Tang San, and stretched out his hand.

  Tang San was terrified, afraid that this lunatic would attack suddenly, Ghost Shadow Fan stepped out subconsciously, wanting to retreat backward.

  But soon, Tang San was horrified to discover

  I actually still stood there motionless!

  Legs and feet were out of the control of his body in an instant, no matter how his brain ordered, he couldn't give the slightest response.

  He could only watch helplessly as Lu Yuan stretched out his big hand towards him, and then...

   Patted himself on the shoulder?

  A trace of trance flashed in Tang San's eyes, and an unreal sense of illusion suddenly appeared in his heart.

   "Facing the strong, we must learn to respect."

   "What you taught me back then, why do you forget it now?"

   There was some blame in his tone.

   It seems to be reprimanding a disobedient child.

   Patted three times lightly, Lu Yuan calmly walked past Tang San.

   After a while, Tang San came back to his senses, patted his clothes in disgust, frowned and said to himself: "Is it an illusion?"

  But after seeing Xiao Wu bouncing back, Tang San immediately forgot the strange feeling he had just had.

  Tang San greeted him excitedly.

  In the past half a month, he didn't even have the chance to meet Xiao Wu alone, let alone get along alone.

  During these half a month, Tang San also gradually confirmed what his feelings for Xiao Wu were.

  He was going to find a suitable time and a suitable place to formally express his feelings to Xiao Wu.

  Of course, this moment is definitely not the right opportunity.

   Tang San knew.

   What's more, he didn't plan to confess his love to Xiao Wu in the big soul fighting arena.

  The small abacus in his heart was crackling, Tang San said excitedly:

   "Xiao Wu, I think two people must be faster than one person, or else"

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