"I've called everyone here today. You should understand without me saying anything, right?" Flender said seriously as he looked at the tall building in front of him.
"What else can you do here at Soul Fighting Arena?" Madara looked very disapproving, tilted his head and said, "Making fun of it!"
"Ahem!" Flender coughed a few times, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Then let's go in!"
"Dai Mubai, they will be left to you!" Flender solemnly told Dai Mubai, who had just been injured.
"Don't worry! I'll take care of it!" Dai Mubai once again patted his chest and promised Flender plausibly.
Flender nodded with satisfaction, as if your kid had a conscious expression, but the money in his hand betrayed what he wanted to do.
"Dean, remember to take my share!" Turning around, Dai Mubai looked at Flanders with a treacherous face without smiling.
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Flender was quite indifferent and waved his hand to show that everything was under control. "I won't miss your share!"
"I don't know them!" Ning Rongrong tilted his head to one side and said expressionlessly.
"So are we!" Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement and said with approval.
Afterwards, everyone filed in and re-entered Suo Tuo Grand Soul Fighting Arena.
"This time, we are going to have a two-on-two combination Soul Fighting. Let me take you to register!" Dai Mubai explained to everyone with a familiar look.
"Two versus two?" Spot's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have one more entertainment activity.
"You are Blood Pupil Asura, who claims to be the master of Soul Fighting Arena. Haven't you ever participated in two versus two?" Ma Hongjun said to the other party in a very teasing manner, as if he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"Do you want to die?" Madara looked at Ma Hongjun calmly, his eyes as cold as ice, without any emotion.
Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Tang San, stretched out his head and asked Madara with a lack of confidence, "You really haven't participated once, have you?"
"It's just a kid's play house!" Madara licked the corner of his mouth and said very bloodthirsty, "I prefer to participate in Life and Death Duel!"
As for why Madara participated in some ordinary Soul Fighting before, firstly, because everyone who dared to challenge Madara was killed by him, and secondly, because he ate too many big meals, and it is also very good to change to some desserts occasionally.
At least we can't really let all the opponents stand sideways, then I'm afraid no one will continue to challenge Madara!
"Is he really a Asura who only knows how to kill?" This thought silently flashed through everyone's mind.
"Let's go! I'll play house with you later!" Otherwise, I'll turn around and leave. I waved behind me as I walked and said arrogantly.
"Haha! I will definitely help you win three games in a row today!" A strong man walked out joking with his companions. He had obviously just completed registration.
"That's what you said. If you can't win three games in a row, treat me to a feast for a month!" The taller companion on the other side joked, but his words were full of confidence in his own strength.
"Give up! You're blocking my way!" An impatient voice came from behind the two of them.
The strong man was also very puzzled. They were relatively famous among Soul Fighting Arena. Who were they? You are so ignorant and you come here to mess with them.
The strong man was about to have a seizure when he suddenly noticed that his companion's face turned pale rapidly. When he realized something was wrong, he turned around and saw a figure that looked like a nightmare. "Blood, Blood Pupil Asura!"
"My patience is limited! Get out of the way!" Madara remained unmoved, but said in a cold voice.
The two people stumbled out of the long and narrow corridor, and were so nervous that they almost pressed against the wall. Their pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints and stared closely at Shuai Fan, fearing that Asura would be unhappy and operate on them both.
"Let's go!" Madara, playing with the blood-red Kunai in his hand, swaggered in and everyone he met consciously made way for him.
"Brother! Didn't you say you want to lead me to three consecutive victories?" The thin Soul Master watched Madara rush towards the two-on-two registration and turned his head stiffly.
The sturdy Soul Master looked at Madara who had already gone away, then lowered his head and glanced at the Soul Fighting medal in his hand, and said with a smile, "Forget it! I'd better treat you to dinner!"
Soul Fighting Arena, the two of them left in perfect agreement, prepared to have a big meal to calm down their shock.
Go to Soul Fighting Arena to challenge Blood Pupil Asura two against two. They both want to live a few more years!
"It's really amazing!" Oscar looked at the avoidant and fearful eyes of the people around him, and whispered to Shrek everyone.
"More than that!" Ning Rongrong looked at Madara with bright eyes, enjoying the feeling of being at the center of the world.
After a while, everyone successfully arrived at the registration area under the leadership of Madara, and no one dared to stand in front of them.
"Our name is Three Dances Combination!" Xiao Wu frowned and thought hard. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he pulled Tang San aside and said quietly.
When the service staff saw that these people were brought here by the famous Blood Pupil Asura, they naturally did not dare to neglect them. They quickly gave several people the Soul Fighting medals and presented them with respectful hands. "Your Three-Five Combination!"
Xiao Wu took the badge over happily, and his original smile instantly turned into anger, "What? Shouldn't it be Tang San's three, Xiao Wu's dance?"
"Yes, but you didn't say anything!" the service staff replied weakly.
"Xiao Wu! Forget it, right?" Tang San didn't really mind, but said to comfort Xiao Wu.
"Then give me another one!" Xiao Wu said naturally with his hands on his hips angrily.
"Sorry! I'm afraid this requires certain qualifications!" the service staff said with some uncertainty.
"Then am I qualified?" Madara, who was impatiently waiting, walked over from the side and slapped his Soul Fighting medal on the counter.
"Yes, of course!" The service staff immediately changed his expression and replied very respectfully, "Sir Blood Pupil Asura!"
"Thank you so much! Brother Madara!" Xiao Wu said with inexplicable surprise and gratitude.
"Wait a minute! I'm looking forward to your performance!" Madara patted his brother on the shoulder, feeling a little emotional.
Time flies so fast! In the blink of an eye, it turns out that the younger brother who is a head shorter than me and can rub his little head at will has grown up!
"Xiao San, what's your title here?" He asked suddenly as he looked at Tang San, whose face was still green but his figure was still getting taller.
"Thousand Hand Asura!"
"Thousand Hand Asura?" Madara chewed the name carefully and couldn't help but admired. "What a name!"
Thousand Hand Asura? Blood Pupil Asura? He is indeed his Uchiha Madara brother!