After the two came back, the master looked at Ning Rongrong and nodded: "I did a good job just now. After being targeted by the opponent's soul master, he could quickly react and move closer to the blade."

In order to maintain soul power, Tang San Xiaowu did not participate in the single-player battle, and the rest did not participate in the double-player battle after the single-player battle.

After watching two battles with everyone, the master led everyone to the team battle zone.

The Blade did not go to battle, this was proposed by the master himself.

The master's original purpose was to allow everyone to work together through battles, and at the same time enrich their combat experience. There is obviously no shortage of combat experience. With the master's eyesight, it can be seen that the blade can cooperate tacitly with everyone during normal training. Therefore, his eyes were mainly focused on the other seven people.

The master briefly explained some of their opponents' situations and gave them some key guidance.

Under the guidance of Tang San and others, a team lineup was formulated.

Then, after Tang San arranged the tactics, the few people stalked towards the rest area.

On the other side.

"Boss, I heard that the Shrek Eight Eight is a team of new players. Are we so cautious?"

"What do you know? We have won seven consecutive games, and we are only three games away from ten consecutive games. You must not make any mistakes at this time, and you can't be too careful!"

...

"Blade, what do you think?"

The master looked at the center of the battle arena with plain eyes

"As far as you said, if they can eliminate him before the "Ruyi Plate" is used, the winning chance will be good. But if the opponent enters collective violence, I don't think there is any hope. After all, the opponent's soul power is so high overall, and he is a team that wins seven consecutive times, so he should have rich combat experience."

"It's not like a mixed fish, right? If you can lose even if you are collectively violent, you should go back to farm."

The master nodded and said, "I hope Tang San and the others don't give the enemy this opportunity."

Blade looked at the master and smiled: "Master, everyone is going to play. Why are you still busy with this idleness? Are you tired? Just believe them."

The master said nothing, why didn’t he understand this principle? But he understood the truth, but his heart was not iron stone. How could he remain as moving as a mountain?

When the old father at home sends his children to the battlefield, he often says something like "children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Is this for others to hear? This is used to comfort himself.

...

Opening.

The Beats spoke trash.

There is no new threat.

His expression was ferocious, his words were cruel, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he wiped his neck and stuck out his tongue.

It's a bit old.

The purpose is just to try to shake the morale of the Shrek Eight Eight Freaks. How could they be so easy to get them?

"The battle begins!"

"The Shrek Eight Monsters Win!"

Flander stared at Tang San who was still standing in the field in a daze. His face was full of shock and his heart was ashamed, and then his face changed to a face change scene.

He murmured, "Why did you win..."

Zhao Wuji said in confusion: "Isn't it good to win?"

The master said lightly: "You bet on the Bets of the Berserkers, right?"

Flander's face looked a little embarrassed.

Zao Wuji is so popular, are you still a personal person? The children are fighting hard on the field and you actually buy the enemy to win?!

“…”

Flander turned around and stared at him fiercely and said, "You know what the money is going to break down? If we don't find a way to get some money, we all have to eat dirt!"

Zhao Wuji opened his mouth and finally didn't speak again. As the vice principal, how could he not understand these bad things at all?

Blade asked curiously, "Dean, you won't take out all the coffin books, right?"

Flander curled his lips, "How could I, Flander, be that stupid person who is waiting to bet on life?"

Blade Fen smiled and said, "That's good, then I can tell you some good news."

Flander said disdainfully: "I lost all the money, how can there be any good news?"

Blade has an extra bill in his hand.

"Hmm?" Flander felt that the paper looked familiar. Zao Wuji and the master also turned their attention to him.

Flander frowned: "You guys have you bet?"

Blade Feng smiled and said, "I won, and I made a small profit."

Flander took the notes in his hand and looked at them, and his eyes widened: "This is what you said to make a small profit?"

Zhao Wuji took a curious look and said incredibly: "It's accurate to the bronze soul coin? You guys have suppressed your wealth?"

The blade took the note back from Flander without any trace, with a slight resistance.

Blade smiled and said to Flander: "Dean, we Shrek did not lose money to the Great Soul Arena today."

Flander sighed: "Two hundred and one golden soul coins, seventy silver soul coins, thirty copper soul coins, the ratio is one to twelve, you kid is rich!"

Daofeng smiled and said, "It's all taught by the dean."

Flander's face was very unnatural.

The master said lightly: "Are you so confident in Tang San and the others?"

Blade said: "It's not the reason. I just think it's a pity if I don't fight for it."

Zhao Wuji said: "Just this point, you will have to put a lot of money on your behalf?"

Daofeng smiled and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Don't look at the poorest ones in our college, there are quite a few rich people. As long as I am thicker at that time, can I still be hungry?"

Flanders and others had black threads on their foreheads. Not to mention, this kid was really doing it.

Blade Fengfeng waved his hand to several people and said, "I have nothing else to mean, I just want to share my joy with everyone. Now I'll get the money first."

After saying that, Blade left.

Flander sighed: "This kid is so courageous!"

The master and Zao Wuji nodded.

Flander suddenly frowned, as if something was wrong.

"By the way, this kid still owes medicine money!"

Flander remembered this crucial thing.

Thinking of the proud look of Blade, Flander thought the price could be mentioned.

Suddenly he remembered the terrible experience at noon.

Forget it.

...

Tang San and others are back.

Seeing that the blade is gone.

Tang San asked: "Teacher, isn't the blade there?"

The master said lightly: "He is going to collect the money."

Tang San didn't understand: "Get the money?"

Flander said: "That boy put a heavy bet on you to win, that's so annoying boy."

Tang San nodded.

Others have more smiles on their faces, and it is naturally good to be trusted.

The blade will be back soon.

Dai Mubai said, "Blade, I heard that you made a big profit from us. Are you going to treat me?"

"That's right!"

"Treat! Treat!"

Several people followed suit and started to make a fuss.

Blade Feng smiled and said, "There is no big profit, it's just a pocket money. But this treat is of course a request."

Flander's mouth twitched straight, pocket money, haha, don't be too arrogant in front of someone who just lost money.

It will cause death!

...

After dinner, it was not too late.

Ma Hongjun wanted to go out for a walk, but he looked at a woman carrying a terrible weapon on the street, and Hadazi leaked out.

He wiped a handful of Hadazi and looked at Dai Mubai, preparing to go shopping with Dai Mubai on the grounds that it was still early and have a midnight snack.

The words are okay, but the expression when speaking is a little more obscene.

Dai Mubai looked at Zhu Zhuqing with caution.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were cold, with contempt and disdain, and turned her head away.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai snorted coldly and said, "Fatty, let's go!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who left with his back to him, had more disappointment in his eyes.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu hurriedly chased after him.

Ning Rongrong comforted: "Zhuqing, don't worry about them, these stinky boys all look like this!"

Blade: It’s really a person walking by the roadside, and a car comes from the sky.

Everyone went back one after another.

There were some twists and turns on the road.

"Little brother, do you want to go out with your sister? I promise you will feel comfortable."

A few drunk women stopped Blade Bo, or Blade Bo.

A woman with an angry figure and charming face held the blade's chin and looked at the blade with her charming eyes. Her eyes were a little blurry and her voice was soft and teasing.

The blade said lightly: "You are drunk."

"Little brother, sister is very sober~"

The blade pointed at the middle of his eyebrows.

After a while, the woman's eyes gradually returned to the clarity.

Recalling his actions just now, he looked at the eyes in front of him that looked at her faintly. His face suddenly turned red, and for a moment, his youthfulness and charm were intertwined, becoming more attractive.

"What did I do just now?! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The blade gently pushed her hand away, which was still carrying her chin.

"Drink less."

After passing her towards the hotel, Tang San and Oscar quickly followed.

Oscar said incrediblely, "Blade, you can let go of such a good opportunity?!"

Blade shook his head and smiled calmly: "How can I let her take advantage of me easily?"

Oscar: "…"

Tang San: “…”

Xiao Wu and the other three who were watching the show in front: "..."

But it makes sense.

The tension just disappeared in Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's eyes. Ning Rongrong's clenched fists loosened,

"What are you doing while standing there? Go back."

When Blade saw the three girls standing there, he reminded him.

...

The blade was sitting on the bed in the hotel room, staring at a stone.

He dared to conclude that this stone is absolutely extraordinary, it is too hard.

The blade is not sure what it is for, but it is definitely a treasure, so it will never be wrong to keep it first.

After putting away the small stone, the blade took out a broken knife.

This knife is not an ordinary object, otherwise how could he finally give out thirty golden soul coins and pry it from Flander?

The material of this knife should be silver essence, also known as mitesilver. It is a rare special metal. If a weapon is added, it will be greatly improved.

"Which idiot can use Mitsunian to create such a knife? Is it to cut fruit? Look at the break, it should have been cut by a sword when he was raised above his head..."

Its owner is afraid that there will be a lot of danger.

The blade gestured a few times and then put it away.

It's time to start practicing.

Late at night, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai returned together.

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