Su Chen has been living a fulfilling life these past few days.
"Boss, please help us!"
Xiao Wu As soon as he returned to the house, he locked the door behind him after saying these words.
Su Chen began to take time to groom her Soul Power every day.
A rabbit looks the same during the day, but at night, it has a different look.
"Boss, there is something wrong with my practice. Please help me look at it."
"Boss, I feel that Soul Power is running a little hot. Please help me press it."
Anyway, the reason is the same every day, and there is a lot of work.
When he was busy, Su Chen seemed to have forgotten that he still had a grass in his hand that could watch the live broadcast.
However, although Wenwen Township is good, business has not fallen behind. Little Scumbag and those people are still very angry every day.
In a blink of an eye, the day came to cash in the bet with Yu Xiaogang.
In the open space of the Shrek Academy, everyone from the entire college came.
Even teachers such as Lu Qibin, who seldom appear in public on weekdays, rushed over to watch the fun.
Su Chen put his hands in his pockets and led Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing into the venue.
Three girls stood behind him, in perfect spirits.
Look at the other side.
Four people, Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar, stand in a row.
They have been tortured a lot by Yu Xiaogang this month.
His face was tanned, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were tired.
Yu Xiaogang stood in front of the four people with his hands behind his back.
However, after being repeatedly impacted by Luo Sanpao, his butt has not fully recovered yet, and his standing posture is somewhat awkward.
He raised his chin and pointed his nostrils at Su Chen.
Pure clown.
Flender stood in the middle of the field. His injuries were healed, but he was feeling terribly panicked.
As an old friend, I made a bet with Su Chen. Once I lose, it would be better to admit to my face that I am a loser, but it would be worse if I try to behave like a dog around Suotuo City.
If we really fall to that point, how can Yu Xiaogang still hang out in Soul Master World?
Flender also tried to persuade Gangzi, but Gangzi scolded him back with a dark face, saying, "Flender, you don't understand the value of my Invincible Theory, Tang San they will win."
At that time, looking at Yu Xiaogang's stubborn, almost stupid, yet blindly confident look, Flender just felt extremely tired.
But the matter has come to this, and there is obviously no turning back.
"Ahem."
Flender cleared his throat and started going through the process.
"Since both parties are here, let's follow the rules."
"I'll say the ugly things first. We are all from the same college. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. That's all. Do you understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Flender himself felt a little guilty.
Is there still friendship between these two camps?
I'm afraid that as soon as the fight starts, I want to beat the opponent's dog's brains out.
The battle is a four-versus-three group battle, with the outcome determined in one battle.
"Both sides come forward and show Martial Soul!"
Yu Xiaogang gave Tang San an encouraging look.
"Tang San, come on, let them see what it means to be a miracle watered by sweat."
Tang San stepped forward, raised the corner of his mouth, and sneered crookedly.
"Tang San, Level 32 control system Battle Soul Elder, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass."
Yellow, yellow, purple.
The three standard best Soul Ring are hovering at his feet, and Blue Silver Grass vines are surging around him, which is indeed a bit imposing.
Dai Mubai followed closely behind, and in order to avenge his shame, he let out a thundering roar.
"Dai Mubai, Level 38 Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder, Martial Soul Evil-Eyed White Tiger!"
Ma Hongjun spoke weakly.
"Ma Hongjun, Level 28 Power Attack System Battle Soul Grandmaster, Martial Soul Evil Fire Phoenix."
Oscar also raised his hand, and a light flashed in his hand. "Oscar, thirty-level food department Tool Soul Elder, Martial Soul Sausage."
After the four of them showed off, Martial Soul, Tang San raised their chins, waiting to see the joke on the other side.
In his opinion, even if the three girls behind Su Chen have good talents, they will never undergo earth-shaking changes in just one month.
So, four versus three, the advantage lies with him.
He leapfrogged to absorb the secret of Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, and today he Tang San has decided it!
Su Chen yawned and chuckled.
"Girls, come on, give us the famous Master of Theory and his several disciples to look good."
"Yes, boss!"
Xiao Wu chuckled and jumped to the front.
"Xiao Wu, Level 43 Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor, Martial Soul Soft Bone Rabbit."
One yellow, two purple, one black!
Four Soul Ring rose from her feet one after another. The black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was particularly conspicuous, only slightly worse than Su Chen and Soul Ring Configuration.
Everyone looked at Xiao Wu, dumbfounded.
Before everyone could recover from the violent impact, Ning Rongrong had already stepped forward proudly, holding a gleaming pagoda in his palms.
"Ning Rongrong, Level 39 auxiliary system Tool Soul Elder."
"As for Martial Soul..."
Speaking of this, she paused deliberately, and her eyes slowly swept over Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, who had a dull face.
"It's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda now!"
Two yellow and one purple, three Soul Ring rise.
"Hiss!!!"
Flender, Zhao Wuji and others all took a deep breath, feeling their scalps numb and goosebumps all over their bodies.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda that broke the curse of Martial Soul?
This is a miracle enough to cause an earthquake in Soul Master World!
Finally, Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward with an expressionless face.
"Zhu Zhuqing, Level 39 Agility Attack System Battle Soul Elder, Martial Soul, Hell Spirit Cat!"
The same configuration of two yellow and one purple.
The place fell into dead silence.
Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes and pinched Oscar's thigh.
"Ouch!!! Fatty, why the hell are you pinching me!"
Oscar was so painful that his facial features were distorted and he jumped on the spot.
"I... let me see if we are daydreaming."
Ma Hongjun swallowed hard. "No..., are they cheating? Level thirty-nine?! Level forty-three?"
Dai Mubai's eyes almost popped out of his head. He stared at Zhu Zhuqing like he was seeing a ghost.
Level thirty-nine?
What kind of international joke is Star Luo Empire!
A month ago, when Zhu Zhuqing first came to Shrek, he was only level 27.
Even though he Dai Mubai is a romantic by nature, he still considers himself to be extremely talented. He has practiced hard for so many years and is only at the thirty-seventh level now.
As a result, in just one month, Zhu Zhuqing followed Su Chen in training and directly surpassed him?
So what does it mean that he has been running around with stones on his back every day for a month and is as tired as a dead dog?
Is it considered a clown's self-impression?
Flender opened his mouth so wide that his glasses slid down to the tip of his nose without even noticing.
"This... what exactly is going on?"
He turned to look at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji spread his hands, his expression even more innocent than his.
Don't ask me, I don't know anything.
When they first joined the academy, these girls were only in their twenties and thirties, right?
How come after a month of not seeing each other, one of them rushed directly to Soul Ancestor, and the other two have already reached the threshold of Soul Ancestor?
And where did Soul Ring come from?
No one asked them to help hunt for Soul Ring.
If others were just severely shocked, then Yu Xiaogang's reaction at this moment can be described as a collapse of faith.
His legs, which were originally splayed out, now became splayed out.
Upgraded more than ten levels in a month, Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring, and Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which broke the bloodline!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang broke through the defense, pointing at Xiao Wu and others and roaring wildly.
"No Soul Master can cross this level in one month!"
Flender swallowed and turned to look at Su Chen.
"Um, Brother Su... What is the situation between Xiao Wu and Martial Soul at their level?"
Su Chen Spread your hands and don't give in.
"It's nothing. I just fed them a few grasses. Who knew they would become like this as soon as they absorbed it. I am also very helpless."
Listening to everyone, it seems like you don't look helpless.
"Grass?"
Yu Xiaogang Grasping this sentence is like grasping a life-saving straw.
He straightened his back and immediately bit back, pointing at Su Chen and angrily scolding him righteously.
"Su Chen! You are simply crazy!"
"In order to win such a trivial bet, in order to keep your shameful secret, you actually gave these geniuses medicinal herbs and forcibly overdrafted their potential to increase their strength!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was loud and his face was full of pain and sorrow. In the blink of an eye, he placed himself at the highest point of morality.
"Soul Master practice is all about taking steps one step at a time. Your practice of overthrowing others may seem promising in a short period of time, but in reality? You are ruining their future!"