Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 112 Soul Master Competition
After returning to Shrek Academy, everyone stabilized their cultivation. Dean Flender signed up for the academy. Half a month later, the preliminaries of the Pan-Continent Young Soul Master Competition began.

Outside the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena, there was a sea of ​​people. Soul masters that were rarely seen gathered here. The street vendors had been cleared away and they were not allowed to affect the cleanliness of Tiandou City in the past few days.

Zhou Bo tugged at the dark green team uniform and looked at Ning Rongrong resentfully, "You didn't call me when you went to change the style of your clothes. Rongrong, did you deliberately see me make a fool of myself?"

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, lowered her head and chuckled, like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.

Xiao Wu helped by saying: "Zhou Bo, you can't blame Rongrong. Why can't you see anyone all day long? If we can't find you, of course we will go by ourselves. And there is a fat man accompanying you."

Zhou Bo looked at Ma Hongjun, who had a small belly in the distance, and curled his lips, "This can't be compared. He is ugly because he has a body shape that cannot be saved by changing his clothes. I am purely because the team uniform is too ugly, and I have nothing to do with it." relation."

Ma Hongjun turned around and asked Oscar loudly next to him: "Has someone called my name? Is he a fan of me? Do you think that if someone confesses to me, should I agree or not?"

Oscar rolled his eyes, "If you hear someone calling your name, fat man, promise me, you must not overdo it."

"how?"

Ma Hongjun was confused.

"I'm afraid your obscene smile will scare the audience."

Oscar laughed evilly and hurriedly ran to Dai Mubai to seek shelter.

"Ottoman!"

Ma Hongjun was furious, and the two fought around Dai Mubai.

Zhou Bo looked back and saw that although Dean Flender had bought them team uniforms, solicited investment, and written advertisements on their backs, he pretended not to recognize them at this time.

He murmured: "I really want to tear off the advertisement at the back and ask the dean to pay a sum of gold coins."

Zhou Bo didn't care about a little face, but he didn't like being treated like a monkey, especially those who were afraid that they wouldn't hear, so they discussed loudly with the people around him.

"Are these shitty green clothes and advertisements just for fun? It's really ridiculous that some trash college can participate in the competition."

"Shrek Academy, what an unpleasant name, with such poor aesthetics, it's probably a rural academy that comes here to advertise."

Fortunately, everyone in the Shrek team had a strong psychological quality and was not affected. However, their hearts were filled with anger, and it was only a matter of time before anyone hit the muzzle of the gun.

The entrance to the Great Fighting Arena.

"Isn't this the four-eyed owl Flanders? He actually brought your rubbish academy to the competition. Did you manage to gather enough for seven people?"

A strange voice sounded, and a large group of soul masters in white costumes pushed their way through the crowd. The leader was an old man with a gloomy face. At this time, his thin face seemed to be smiling, and his cold eyes swept across the Shrek crowd, and finally fell on On Flanders.

"Shi Nian, you bad guy is not dead yet!"

Dean Flanders took off his crystal glasses with a smile. Just by looking at his expression, he thought he had met a good friend, but what he said was that he was cursing the old man to die.

"Haha, even if you, Flanders, have survived until now, of course I will live longer than you."

At that time, they had quarreled with each other, and the two of them had a grudge for a long time. Although it was not a life-and-death feud, it was almost the same. However, they were quite old and could not break through the title Douluo. They still had a lifespan of at most 30 to [-] years, so they unanimously focused their energy on On college.

Flanders put on his glasses and glanced behind Shi Nian. Many of the students at Canghui Academy felt pressured under his sharp gaze.

However, Flanders didn't bother to take action against the junior, so he ignored Shi Nian.Shi Nian narrowed his eyes, snorted heavily, turned around and said, "Let's enter."

After Shi Nian left, Flanders breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a conflict here, he would not be sure to protect the students.

He warned everyone: "You should be careful about that old guy Shi Nian. He always does things regardless of the consequences. Although he is a seven-ringed soul saint, if he is shameless, he might attack you while you are out. And Shi Nian's The martial spirit is so weird that it makes it hard for people to guard against it, and when the time comes, you won’t even be able to make a cry for help.”

Several people nodded heavily.

Shi Nian's Remnant Dream Martial Spirit is a spiritual martial spirit. Zhou Bo's mental power is strong, but he does not have the corresponding defensive soul skills, so he is not prepared to have a head-on conflict with Shi Nian. As for the soul bone on Shi Nian's body, it can Find an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

This is not contradictory. With Zhou Bo's mastery of the power of Qi, blood and soul, he could restrain his breath and launch a sneak attack. The Soul Sage who liked to hurt people in secret could never stop him.

Under the leadership of Flanders, everyone entered the Tiandou Soul Arena. The arena was filled with people. The huge noise even required the soul master to use his soul power to protect his ears. Only the Soul Arena could accommodate such a grand gathering. Tens of thousands of people lived to watch the battle.

"This is our rest area. It's so remote."

Ma Hongjun complained that the rest area at Canghui College not far away was better than theirs.

"When we show our strength, we will naturally change to a better area."

Tang San waved his arms, using his soul power to clean away the dust on the seat, and sat down with Xiao Wu.

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhou Bo expectantly.

Nian Nian's mouth twitched and he looked at Tang San with an unfriendly look, but he still helped Ning Rongrong brush the dust off his seat.

Everyone took their seats. They were the team that entered the field relatively late. After a while, all the teams came together and the noise on the field became louder.

On the high platform, many nobles and important figures in the sect were sitting. The three highest seats were still empty. Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xue Ye appeared together. When they saw the three empty seats in front of them, they naturally knew that this was where the Wuhun Palace still occupied. To appear last.

The two of them were unhappy, but their faces didn't show anything.

There is no need to be modest, Emperor Xue Ye sits at the top, and Ning Fengzhi sits slightly lower, accompanying him on the second seat.

Not long after they sat down, the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace arrived in a luxurious robe.

Salas nodded to the two of them, as if he didn't come late on purpose, and sat down under the gaze of thousands of spectators in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Emperor Xueye motioned to the host below.

The host turned on the sound amplification soul guide, and after the sound check, waited for the audience to calm down.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the opening ceremony of the Pan-Continent Young Soul Master Competition. Then, we would like to invite the distinguished Emperor Xue Ye to deliver our opening speech."

Emperor Xue Ye stood up, and a calm middle-aged male voice spread throughout the Great Soul Fighting Arena, "It's another young soul master competition. I hope that the soul masters of my Heaven Dou Empire can show their full strength and show off the talents that belong to your generation." He has the style of a soul master and works hard towards the glory of the championship."

"As long as you achieve good results, the Tiandou Empire will generously reward various treasures, including noble titles, gold and silver treasures, and will not disappoint many talented people."

"Then I announce that the Pan-Continent Young Soul Master Competition has officially begun!"

(End of this chapter)