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Chapter 228 Dean, you are not allowed to bully him.(1/2)

The people from the Blood Academy were all wearing blood-colored red robes, with a faint smell of blood and murderous intent all over their bodies.

This is a team tempered by iron and blood.

It seems that they are all from the army. Their personnel are all tall and sharp-eyed, and their bodies exuded the kind of banished aura of soldiers.

“The competition – starts!”

"Blood Killing Formation!"

Then……

"Shrek Academy wins!!"

The blade sighed a little.

Invincible turns out to be so lonely.

I don’t know if the Zha Zha Fei, who is from Tiandou Imperial City, has found an enemy that can be fought.

It seems that it is difficult for him to find an opponent when he is standing at the top of the soul master world.

The strong man who stood on the top of the mountains had suffered a lot of torture in his heart for a long time, probably millions of times that of a young newbie in the soul master world like himself?

Pitiful……

"Go away."

Zhu Zhuqing pulled the thigh with a melancholy face, holding a sword in one hand and carrying the other behind her, looking up at the sleeves of the blade at the sky forty-five degrees.

"oh."

Tang San, Ma Hongjun and others were very helpless. They obviously wanted to fight evenly, and they were even in adversity, and then they made a gorgeous comeback.

But since the Blade came on the court, the game has become boring!

No matter how hard the opponent works, he works hard, but under his sharp blade, he is still vulnerable...

Oscar was particularly desperate. After the dog thief blade came on the court, he became a passerby who was playing soy!

But there is nothing we can do. The master said that no mistakes are allowed now. If it weren't for his Oscar's sausage, Ning Rongrong would have replaced him long ago!

The master went crazy. Since he heard the Blade's few words of fooling around, he has never mentioned any tactics, plans, and hidden strength.

Just one sentence - everything is arranged by the blade.

And the great Dean Flander just nodded with relief.

As long as this salted fish that can get into Shrek Academy stands on the stage, except for small money, nothing else is a problem!

However, the second round of knockout round will be over today.

Next, including those who were directly led to the finals by the Spirit Hall, a total of four teams will advance.

When the Star Luo Empire's Berserk Academy defeated the Tiandou Royal Academy, which was recommended by the Tiandou Empire, the team was completely settled.

The finals are as follows:

The Temple of War Spirit!

Shrek!

Fight!

Kamikaze!

The strong teams sent by Tiandou Royal College, Tianshui College, Chihuo College, Elephant Armor College, Mammoth College and other colleges have stopped one after another!

One day off-season.

It is time to rest and preparation.

In a solemn conference room in the Wuhun Hall.

A precious stone is casting the retained painting into the void.

The picture has been repeated dozens of times these days.

Everyone in the field looked solemn, with only one woman being the exception.

With beautiful legs raised and hands crossed, Hu Liena looked a little lazy, with a hint of smile on her charming and seductive face.

He pointed his fingers on his lips, and looked at the blade holding the blade in the projection with great interest, opening the sword wings, standing in front of the wind dance.

My little brother is very awesome~

But you still have to accept punishment when calling your sister a rookie~

The pink tongue gently licked the green fingers on the lips.

She was already charming, and the charming aura she inadvertently revealed was enough to make most men lose their minds.

The man sitting beside her was very motionless.

He is extremely handsome, but he gives people a sense of evil spirit, and his face is filled with a coldness that no one can get close to.

He is Hu Xie and Hu Liena's brother.

"He is very strong."

Hu Xie said lightly.

"You can see it~" Hu Liena responded lazyly.

"Lena, if he fights against him, he will take serious action. In addition to you and me, there are Yan. I am afraid that no one in the team will be able to resist his second move."

Hu Xie looked at the image of the blade in the projection surrounding Feng Xiaotian's clone and circling over the Shenfeng Academy.

The sword was holding a sword in his hand and he was a little worried about how he could not kill anyone.

A certain man with a red hair and a crazy look on his face, staring at the projection with excitement in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Only such a person is interesting as an opponent!!"

"Hahaha!!"

Hu Liena couldn't help but cover her smooth forehead, and the battle maniac was coming again.

Every time I analyze the little brother of Blade, this guy stares at the projection with this scorching gaze, and then howls...

"Yan, don't be careless."

"I understand, I understand!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Someone wiped his saliva and dealt with Hu Xie indifferently.

Hu Liena: "…"

The members of the Wuhun Hall team in this conference room have a minimum level of 43.

Hu Liena, Hu Xie, and Yan are level 53, level 52, and level 51 soul kings respectively.

"Lena, although this blade's soul power is only level 42, I guess his combat power is around level 70..."

Hu Xie paused for a moment when he spoke, and then continued.

"If your charming soul skill and the fifth soul skill cannot control him, we will immediately start the fusion of martial souls."

Hu Liena smiled and said, "Evil, no man can resist my charm~"

Hu Xie: "Be careful."

"What a boring man."

Hu Xie: "..."

After returning, Tang San also told everyone about the news he learned from Dugu Bo.

The team of the Wu Soul Palace has three soul kings and four soul sects.

Not to mention Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and others.

Even Flander, Master, Zhao Wuji and others were silent.

It’s not that they don’t believe in the strength of Zi Daofeng and others, but that such a powerful camp actually appeared in the Soul Master Competition, which is unprecedented.

Those are the three soul kings!

Flander sighed lightly: "No wonder Tiandou, Xingluo has no objection to the fact that the Spirit Hall directly led the team to the finals. I think he knows the inside story, right?"

"Dean, so what if that's the case, we are not worse than them!"

"Aren't it just three soul kings? Brother Dao may have done it all by himself! Besides, Brother Third, we are not weak either!" Ma Hongjun stood up.

Flander pushed his glasses and curled his lips slightly: "Yes."

The blade that was licking the candied haws suddenly felt a strange gaze falling on him.

"Blade..."

Blade put away the candied haws and stood up and looked at Flander who was looking at him with a "kind" smile.

"Director, don't worry! If I can't beat me, I will admit defeat on the spot, I will never hold on!"
To be continued...
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