Douluo: God-level choice, breaking off the engagement with Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chapter 15 Do you want to eat my big sausage?
"Anyway, I'm not running away!"

Ning Rongrong was speechless after the rebuttal and lay on the playground panting.

"Rongrong, do you want to eat my big sausage?"

Oscar ran around again without knowing when, and came to Ning Rongrong's side and asked.

"roll!"

Ning Rongrong roared.

Dai Mubai was also very upset after watching this. Who taught Oscar to talk like that? If it were someone else, he would have beaten him to death long ago.

Su Mo and Xiao Wu quickly flew around the village two hundred times.

Although Su Mo was extremely fast, it was already evening after flying around the village two hundred times.

"Dean, 200 laps completed."

Su Mo put away his martial spirit, came to Flanders and said.

"Yes, but do you still have the strength?"

Flanders asked with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

"nature."

Su Mo replied.

200 laps were a piece of cake for him who was already a Soul Master, and he still had most of his soul power left.

"Everyone assemble!"

At Flanders' command, the eight men quickly lined up.

"Follow me."

After saying this, Flanders walked towards Soto City.

Soon, everyone arrived in front of a tall building.

"This is the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena. Everyone must participate in at least one soul fight to complete the course."

Flanders spoke lightly.

Ning Rongrong was furious: "You mean, you want me, a support-type spirit master, to fight?"

"You can choose to team up with others for a 2v2 spirit fight, so why can't you fight?"

Flanders asked rhetorically.

"Dean, you really need to let them fight!"

Dai Mubai spoke in surprise. He thought the dean just wanted everyone to come and watch the show.

Among the six people, except Su Mo, the fighting ability is not high, and they will only be beaten up if they enter the fighting arena.

"That's right, fighting is the fastest way for a soul master to break through."

"Xiao Wu."

Before Tang San could finish his words, Xiao Wu ran towards Su Mo.

"Su Mo, do you want to sign up for 2v2 with me?"

"of course can."

Su Mo replied with a smile.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing both chose a one-on-one fighting spirit.

Tang San had no choice but to team up with Oscar.

At this time, only Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong were left.

Ma Hongjun stared at Ning Rongrong with a lustful smile:

"Rongrong, do you want to team up with your brother?"

"Row."

Ning Rongrong suppressed her discomfort and had to agree.

After everyone entered the fighting arena, Su Mo discovered something very embarrassing.

That is, he did not have 10 gold soul coins to participate in the competition.

"Su Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wu looked at Su Mo who suddenly stopped and asked in confusion.

"Uh, Xiaowu, can you lend me ten gold soul coins?"

Su Mo spoke awkwardly.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu burst out laughing.

He readily took out 100 gold soul coins and handed them to Su Mo.

"Take the flowers. If you don't have enough, ask for more!"

Xiao Wu said as if showing off.

Tang San was furious when he saw this scene. The money should have been his, but it was given to Su Mo by Xiao Wu.

"Thank you very much."

Su Mo took the purse with a smile, completely ignoring Tang San's murderous gaze in the distance.

There is a large fighting arena and twenty-four sub-fighting arenas in the fighting arena.

Badges are issued upon registration, and points are awarded for each victory. Points are used to upgrade the badge level, which is from top to bottom: bronze, silver, gold, purple gold, sapphire, ruby, and diamond.

When Su Mo and Xiao Wu were paying together, the staff suddenly asked:
"What's the name of your group?"

Su Mo thought for a moment and replied, "Let's call it Wu Mo Group, Wu for dancing and Mo for ink."

"Okay, here are your badges."

The staff quickly filled out the form and handed over the badge.

"Dancing Ink."

Xiao Wu pondered over this name for a long time, and her face turned red unconsciously.

Su Mo looked towards Tang San, wondering if Tang San was a cuckold.

Why hasn’t he triggered the choice after all he has done?

"Ma Hongjun, hurry up!"

"How can a real man be fast?"

"If you don't hurry up, I'm going to be beaten to death!"

Ning Rongrong tried her best to move around in the fighting arena, fearing that the enemy's attacks would fall on her.

"Phoenix rising from the flames!"

Ma Hongjun's wings suddenly appeared behind him and he immediately attacked his opponent.

The opponents were just two great soul masters and they were killed instantly.

"Phew~ It's finally over."

Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Su Mo in the waiting area.

Su Mo and Xiao Wu sat together, waiting calmly for the competition notification.

"The second doubles match of the Seventeen Fighting Spirits Arena is about to begin. Please enter the venue quickly."

The broadcast sounded, and Su Mo jumped down holding Xiao Wu, landing steadily in the fighting arena.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in disbelief. Could it be that Xiao Wu really didn't love him anymore?
Why would she let Su Mo hold her? It could be explained on the flying sword, but how do she explain this?

Xiao Wu rested her head on Su Mo's chest, her face even redder than a ripe red apple.

"Boy, you are a bit arrogant. This is a place for fighting. If you want to build relationships, go to the hotel."

The opponents were two muscular men about 30 years old, and one of them frowned and said.

"If he's not arrogant, can he still be called a teenager?"

Su Mo replied with a smile.

"It's your bad luck to meet our brothers today. The beautiful lady next to you is going to be beaten into a pig's head."

The big man released his martial soul with an evil smile, and three soul rings appeared. His martial soul was a violent bear.

The other big man also released his martial soul, but he had four spirit rings, and his martial soul was also a violent bear.

"Level 38 Beast Soul Master, Wang Ping!"

"Level 43 Beast Soul Sect, Wang Ming!"

The two big men revealed their ranks and names respectively.

Su Mo said calmly: "Forty-first level weapon soul sect, Su Mo."

Xiao Wu frowned slightly. She could never have imagined that her opponents would be Soul Master and Soul Sect. Neither of them was someone she could defeat.

But she still replied calmly: "Twenty-nine-level beast soul master, Xiao Wu."

"Hmph, let me see how you win!"

Tang San sat on the stage, looking into the fighting arena and sneered.

Su Mo and Xiao Wu also released their martial spirits respectively.

Su Mo's four soul rings instantly made the entire Soto Fighting Soul Arena boil.

"That black one, could it be a ten thousand year soul ring?"

"And two? There's even a ten thousand year spirit ring which is the second spirit ring!"

"Impossible! How could someone in the Soul Sect obtain two ten-thousand-year soul rings and not let others live?"

The two opponents were also sweating profusely, as the soul rings of both of them were only a thousand years old at most.

And this kid named Su Mo has two ten thousand year spirit rings at once, is he going to let people live?
The host was also stunned for a few seconds by Su Mo's spirit ring. He finally gave the order after both sides released half of their martial spirits.

"The second doubles match of the Seventeen Fighting Spirits Arena begins now."

"Sword world prison."

The moment the host's voice fell, hundreds of sharp swords surrounded the two men.

"So fast!"

Wang Ming looked at the blood-red swords around him in disbelief, not knowing how to escape.

But Wang Ping swung his fist without a care in the world, and blood immediately gushed out from his right hand covered with brown hair.

"No!"

Wang Ping broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, staring in disbelief at the large cut on his right fist.

Fortunately, he did not use his full strength, otherwise his entire arm would have been cut in half.

(End of this chapter)