Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 33 Ma Hongjun arrives in Tiandou City, sweeps through the Imperial City Soul Arena, and forces Jian Jiu to confront me.
(Understanding the power of Yao Guang - Li Zhe Xian)

Outside Soto.

Shrek Academy.

The master and Flanders had a dispute.

"Eight months later, the Elite Soul Master Tournament will begin."

"The Heaven Dou Royal Academy has two spots for the competition. We will let Xiao San and the others join the Royal Academy as exchange students until the end of the Elite Soul Master Tournament."

"I disagree!"

Flanders slammed his fist on the table, stood up, glared at the master, and said:

"The children belong to Shrek!"

"Master, don't forget, Shrek Academy is the culmination of my twenty years of hard work!"

The master's stiff face showed no emotion.

"Flander, can you provide the mistress and the others with a simulated cultivation environment?"

"Does Shrek Academy qualify them to participate in the Elite Soul Master Competition?"

"Furthermore, what makes you think that once they enter the Royal Fighting Academy, they no longer belong to Shrek Academy?"

Flanders was speechless.

The master calmly continued:

“The simulated cultivation environment can greatly accelerate the cultivation efficiency of Xiao San and the others.”

"You should know what the rewards are for the Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament and how important they are to them."

"Therefore, all seven of them must go to the Royal Fighting Academy."

There was another reason buried deep in his heart, which he did not voice.

He wanted to make those who looked down on him and questioned his martial spirit theory see things clearly!

He was a student trained by Yu Xiaogang!
This will surely shake the entire world of Soul Masters!
It made the entire continent take notice!
Teachers' dormitory area.

Inside a low, single-story house.

Zhao Wuji rudely stuffed the clothes into his bag.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun, with his round body, squeezed in, his face beaming with smiles.

"Teacher Zhao, what are you doing?"

Zhao Wuji didn't even look up.

"Didn't you see them packing their luggage?"

"Several teachers from Shrek Academy will be going to Royal Fighting Academy with you."

"I'll go to Tiandou City first to scout out a place that can accommodate all of us."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's small eyes instantly lit up.

"Teacher Zhao, please take me there!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Wuji's thick eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him suspiciously.

"What are you holding back, kid?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to go to Tiandou City?"

Ma Hongjun's chubby face slumped.

"Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing have gone to the Star Dou Forest for training."

"Third Brother and Boss Dai are getting special training from the master every day, leaving only me and that sausage guy Oscar."

"Teacher Zhao, let me go to the Imperial City with you. I can hone my skills in the Imperial City Arena."

Zhao Wuji touched his prickly stubble.

"If the master and the dean agree, then I have no objection."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao!"

student dormitory.

The door just closed.

Dai Mubai stepped forward, his evil eyes fixed on Ma Hongjun.

"Fatty, did it work?"

"necessary!"

Ma Hongjun nodded smugly, then a lewd look appeared on his fat face.

"However, Boss Dai..."

"Are the girls in the capital really as exciting as you say?"

Dai Mubai chuckled.

Why would I lie to you?

"Don't you even consider my position?"

"Hmph, back in the Star Luo Imperial City, when did I ever have fewer than two girls in my arms?"

The tone of the voice suddenly changed.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

"Fatty, I'll cover all the money you pay for the girls."

"But don't forget what you promised me..."

Ma Hongjun pounded his chest loudly.

"Don't worry, Boss Dai, it's just that Sword Wine, isn't it?"

"I'll test him for you."

"It's not a test!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his evil eyes, exuding a fierce aura.

"If you see this, you'd better make sure you suffer!"

"It would be best... to ensure he can never hold a sword again in his lifetime!"

From that day on, Zhu Zhuqing went to chase after the members of the Royal Fighting Academy team.

He kept that in mind.

As luck would have it, he overheard three girls talking.

I recall the shy tone in Zhu Zhuqing's voice when she talked about sword wine.

Dai Mubai was so jealous he was practically going crazy.

He pressed Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong for answers.

But the three sisters were very close and kept quiet about it.

As for asking Zhu Zhuqing in person.

The latter didn't even give him a second glance.

"correct……"

Dai Mubai recalled Yu Tianheng's words and reminded him:
"That swordsman is quite skilled, keep an eye on him." At this moment, Ma Hongjun's mind was filled with the enchanting scenery of the brothels and theaters in the imperial city, and he was practically drooling. He couldn't hear anything else.

"Is the sword from Jianjiu sharp?"

"Behold my Phoenix Flame, Ma Hongjun, and I'll melt his sword into molten iron!"

Dai Mubai nodded with a smile.

He acknowledged Ma Hongjun's abilities.

Even he found the latter's phoenix flames troublesome.

"I haven't spoken to the master and the dean yet. Do you think they'll agree to let you go to the capital?"

Ma Hongjun spoke with self-righteousness, even with a sense of superiority that was tacitly approved.

"Of course I'll agree."

"The master and the dean both tacitly approved of my venting of my lustful desires."

In the minds of masters and deans.

It is an honor for a commoner woman to have her lover, a genius soul master whom one has taught.

This distorted perception took root in Ma Hongjun's mind.

One day later.

Tiandou Imperial City.

"After you've registered, get back to the hotel as fast as you can!"

Zhao Wuji stared with his large, round eyes and gave Ma Hongjun some instructions.

"I know, I know."

Ma Hongjun answered absentmindedly, his eyes already glued to the bustling street scenes of the capital, especially the women dressed in flamboyant attire.

The two had just separated.

Ma Hongjun plunged headlong into the biggest den of iniquity in the capital.

Half an hour later.

Ma Hongjun, his face flushed, was seen off by two heavily made-up women with coquettish smiles, and smacked his lips contentedly.
"That feels good! But seriously, we still have important business to attend to!"

Arrive at the Imperial City Arena.

Standing before the towering building, Ma Hongjun was shaken by its tragic atmosphere.

He took a deep breath, a fierce look rising on his fat face, and strode inside.

"I will make the name of the Fiery Phoenix resound throughout the Imperial City Arena!"

"Sword Wine?"

"Ah……"

For several days in a row.

Ma Hongjun lingered between the allure of pleasure and the bloody battlefield.

To be fair.

Putting aside character, let's just talk about talent.

Ma Hongjun is indeed a phoenix rising from humble beginnings.

Three battles per day.

They crushed their opponents in every match with overwhelming force.

Furthermore, it was due to his silver badge record at the Soto City Arena.

The audience at the Imperial City Arena soon learned that this arrogant fat man actually came from a remote border town.

To be so thoroughly humiliated on home soil by an "outsider".

The audience in the capital city was undoubtedly slapped hard in the face.

at last.

After much anticipation and calls...

A powerful Soul Master, Yu Feng from the Royal Fighting Team, has entered the fray.

boom--!
A dull thud.

Yu Feng, his body charred black and his robes tattered, lay slumped on the cold arena like a lump of mud.

Ma Hongjun stood proudly in the center, with the phoenix wings behind him blazing with flames and purple flames swirling around him, like a king of fire.

He placed his right foot on Yu Feng's chest, glanced around at the deathly silent audience, and clicked his tongue in disdain:
"That's it?"

"That's it?"

"This is all there is to the Imperial City Arena?"

Humiliated like this, Yu Feng gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, his arms trembling.

Ma Hongjun crossed his arms and stomped his foot down again.

click-

With the sound of ribs cracking, blood gushed from Yu Feng's mouth.

At this moment, even the most bloodthirsty onlookers felt a piercing sense of humiliation.

"Don't be so arrogant! In the capital, there's still Yu Tianheng, and Jian Jiu, who has never lost!"

"I could chop you up like a fat turkey with a single sword strike!"

"Where's Jianjiu? Why hasn't he made a move yet!"

The audience erupted in a torrent of curses.

Yu Feng's face was pressed against the cold ground, blood trickling from his mouth and nose, as he struggled to speak:

"The team leader... the captain is returning to the sect for training..."

"The strongest sword... Sword Wine hasn't even shown up..."

"You beat me... it's nothing..."

Ma Hongjun squinted, slowly grinding his right foot, listening to the painful howls of Yu Feng beneath his feet.

His gaze swept arbitrarily over the enraged audience below, his arrogant voice, laced with provocation, resounding in everyone's ears.

"Yu Tianheng? He's nothing but a defeated opponent."

"As for that cowardly swordsman..."

"Make him come out and face me."

at this time.

Eyes of ice and fire.

After countless failures.

Li Zhexian finally brewed the Ice Flame Dew...

(You stupid boss, you've got me arrested. Little author, write this book well, try to dedicate yourself to it full-time...)
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