Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 58 Double Kill Combination

After the master finished speaking, he left directly—if Han Feng was not mistaken, the master should have gone to study the other fighting teams in the Great Soul Arena.

Because the master let them form their own teams, Tang San and Xiao Wu naturally stood together, and the "San-Wu" duo made their appearance again.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Han Feng, sighed helplessly, walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side, took Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and said sweetly, "Zhuqing! Let's team up! Don't be with those stinky men!"

"Um..."

Zhu Zhuqing was the most indifferent one. As long as it wasn't Dai Mubai, she was fine with anything else. Since Ning Rongrong had taken the initiative to invite her, there was naturally no reason for her to refuse.

Dai Mubai, who was still hesitating, suddenly turned pale and looked helplessly at the backs of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong as they left together. He glared at Ning Rongrong fiercely—we agreed to help each other, so why did you run away with her first?

Ning Rongrong didn't turn around at all, so she naturally didn't see Dai Mubai's expression.

Even if Ning Rongrong saw it, she probably wouldn't care—so what if she gave in to Dai Mubai? Zhu Zhuqing would never agree to be on a team with Dai Mubai, and it's unlikely that Oscar or Ma Hongjun would either. The most likely outcome is that she'll be on a team with Han Feng. Everyone would be upset then, since neither Zhu Zhuqing nor Han Feng cares.

"Heh heh! That guy even called himself a Casanova! He's screwed up, hasn't he!"

At this moment, Ma Hongjun appeared out of nowhere, a smile playing on his lips, looking at Dai Mubai with a mocking expression, and said something pointed.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth. Spending so much time with Han Feng had made his tongue sharper: "You should worry about yourself first! Everyone here is a Soul Master, and you're the only Great Soul Master. How dare you laugh like that!?"

Sure enough, after hearing Dai Mubai's words, Ma Hongjun's chubby face fell.

There's nothing we can do; that's just how the Great Soul Arena rules are. Now, out of the eight members of Shrek Academy, there are five Soul Masters and three Great Soul Masters. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are in a group, so he's the only one left.

"I, Fatty, am a force to be reckoned with in the Great Soul Master Arena. You can only be envious!"

Despite losing the fight, Ma Hongjun shouted defiantly, but no matter how you listened, he sounded weak and unconvinced.

Dai Mubai merely scoffed coldly, not exposing Ma Hongjun's true intentions, but his disdainful gaze was enough to hurt.

"Hehe..." At this moment, a fawning laugh rang out, and Oscar looked at Han Feng and Dai Mubai with a flattering expression: "Big brothers, which of you would be willing to take me on as a younger brother?"

Compared to Ma Hongjun, Oscar has a bigger problem. Oscar has a clear understanding of himself. As a support Soul Master, he can give up on individual battles, and team battles seem unlikely now. If he wants to get enough points, he can only rely on duo battles.

Now that Tang San, one of the three giants, has been taken away by Xiao Wu, leaving only Han Feng and Dai Mubai, how could Oscar not try to curry favor with them?

"Be normal! I'm feeling nauseous!"

Oscar was practically pressed against his face when Han Feng pushed him away with an annoyed look.

Oscar immediately put on a hurt expression, like a wronged little wife.

"Han Feng is a defensive Soul Master, so you'll be in my group!" Dai Mubai pondered for a while, but ultimately decided to pair Oscar with him.

Dai Mubai is right. Han Feng's apparent strength is indeed remarkable, and his attack methods are not weak either. However, he is, after all, a defensive-type Soul Master. If he is paired with Oscar, his weaknesses will be too great.

Han Feng shrugged, indicating that he had no objection.

Oscar was overjoyed. He didn't care whether it was Han Feng or Dai Mubai, as long as someone was willing to take him under their wing, he would be satisfied.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar's mischievous friend, glanced at Oscar's delighted expression and couldn't help but scoff, muttering sourly, "Heh! Boss Dai must be really having a tough time! Being in your group is no different from letting Boss Dai go out alone to fight two opponents at once!"

"Fatty! What did you say?!"

Oscar had already broken through to the Soul Master level, and his hearing had greatly improved. Naturally, he heard Ma Hongjun's words. Enraged, he jumped onto Ma Hongjun and started fighting with him.

"Am I wrong?! A few months ago, I teamed up with you, and you almost killed me!" Ma Hongjun didn't back down an inch, and without using his soul power, he and Oscar rolled around on the ground like two thugs.

"That's because you're bad at the game! How dare you compare yourself to Boss Dai!?"

"Wow!? You're already starting to fawn over me? You said the same thing just a couple of days ago!"

"You fatso! One day, I'll beat your fat to a pulp!"

"Come on! Whoever chickens out is a coward! If you can beat me to a pulp, I'll go on a seven-day hunger strike!"

Han Feng rolled his eyes, deciding not to join the battle between these two blockheads. He waved to Dai Mubai, "Since that's the case, I'll be going now. Looks like I'll have to fight alone too. I'm going to sign up!"

"etc!"

To Han Feng's surprise, Dai Mubai suddenly called out to him, his heterochromatic eyes gleaming with a meaningful light as he stared at Han Feng and said provocatively, "Fengzi... how about another bet?!"

Dai Mubai had a truly unforgettable experience of washing Han Feng's socks for a month!

Upon hearing this, Han Feng narrowed his eyes, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. He turned around and asked with interest, "What are we betting on?"

"Wash your socks! For a month!" Dai Mubai held up one finger and grinned.

"Change twice a day! No odor! Hand wash!" Han Feng grinned and said in perfect unison.

Dai Mubai's heterochromatic eyes flashed with a sharp light as he grabbed Han Feng's hand and shouted, "Deal!"

"So what's the bet?" Han Feng looked at Dai Mubai with amusement. Dai Mubai was obviously plotting against him, but Han Feng still wanted to see how Dai Mubai planned to play the game. If it was really an outrageous bet, Han Feng could simply deny it, since there was no evidence anyway.

"What Fatty said just now reminded me!" Dai Mubai said excitedly, "I want to team up with you, and we'll call it the Double Kill Combo!"

Han Feng frowned: "A double kill combination?"

"That's right! It's the double-kill combo!" Dai Mubai sneered silently. "Let's play something big! You and I will team up, but only one of us can be on stage. When the battle begins, one of us must leave the stage immediately, leaving the other to deal with the two opponents!"

"Interesting..." Han Feng shuddered upon hearing this, stroking his smooth chin before asking, "No time limit? You should know that if I defend with all my might, I'm confident I can withstand the onslaught of two Soul Masters for half an hour!"

"Of course there's a time limit! Five minutes is the limit. If you can't win in five minutes, you concede!"

"I understand... It's a two-on-two battle. You and I signed up, but only one of us can be on the field at a time. If you can't take on two opponents at once, then you lose!" Han Feng said, feeling a little eager to try it out himself.

"That's right! Whoever loses washes the socks. If both win, we'll see who finishes in the shortest time. If both lose, we'll see who lasts the longest!" Dai Mubai said confidently.

Han Feng nodded: "That's fair!"

In terms of combat strength, Han Feng's apparent combat strength is now almost the same as Dai Mubai's. If the two of them were to gamble without revealing their external soul bones, it would probably depend on luck. If the enemies are all weak, Dai Mubai would naturally have the advantage; if the enemies are all strong, Han Feng would have the greater advantage.

"Let's take the gamble!" Han Feng finally made the decision, exchanging a smile with Dai Mubai, both of them with a confident glint in their eyes.

"You two want to team up? No way! Don't leave me behind, big brothers!" Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who were standing nearby, heard their conversation and stopped arguing. Oscar even ran to Dai Mubai's side and started crying, with snot and tears streaming down his face, looking like a wronged woman who had been used and abandoned!

"Yeah... If you two team up, what's the difference between that and cheating on scores! If the master knew, he definitely wouldn't agree!" Ma Hongjun hesitated, his chubby face contorted.

Upon hearing the master's name, Dai Mubai frowned, but Han Feng said directly, "It's alright! We're not trying to rack up points, nor do we plan on forming a long-term team. We just felt like playing around today, the master won't say anything!"

Since Han Feng wasn't afraid, Dai Mubai naturally wouldn't back down. He grabbed Oscar and said disdainfully, "Fengzi is right, we're just playing around. I'll team up with you for a Soul Battle in a few days, so stop making that annoying face!"

(End of this chapter)