Flander went crazy today.

Everyone never thought that he would do such an incredible behavior!

evening.

The group came to Sylves City, the capital of the Kingdom of Sylves.

Flander found a high-end hotel and opened five medium-end suites.

For dinner, everyone looked at the table full of sumptuous food and didn't dare to put down their chopsticks.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

When a miser suddenly becomes generous and spends money like soil, be very careful.

This is something that cannot happen! (Breaking the sound--)

On the dining table.

Everyone stared at Flander with a smile on his face.

Daofeng smiled and said, "Dean, this is not a slaughtered meal, right?"

Flander's smile froze slightly, and then he forced a smile and said, "Blade, you kid really love to joke! Didn't I see everyone working hard and want to reward everyone?"

Everyone sneered, he is such a good dean! He is considerate of the teacher and caring for the students. Do you want to give you a small banner to express it?

The scene was a bit awkward, but Flander smiled. He raised his glass and said heroically: "Come on, don't be polite, eat, drink, and be happy, otherwise you won't give me Flander face! I'll do it first, you can do it as you please!"

I saw him drink it all and pick up a few more bites of the dishes, which made him so delicious!

Ma Hongjun couldn't help it, wiped a handful of Hadazi and squeezed a large piece of meat into her mouth.

"Fragrant!" Ma Hongjun swallowed the meat with difficulty and said.

Flander glanced at him with appreciation, and he was worthy of being my good disciple.

"Don't worry, everyone, eat it, it's not poisoned!" Ma Hongjun said to everyone excitedly.

Fland almost cut off the chopsticks directly.

What a good disciple!

Rebellious disciple!

It seems that he is too gentle to him. As expected, do you still have to use the filial son to teach him the way he uses a stick to make a filial son?

Everyone was so hungry that they were urinating. After hearing what Ma Hongjun said, they all picked up the dishes and tasted them skeptical.

Tang San, who was proficient in one of the poisons, nodded to everyone.

Flander was a little desperate, but he didn't expect that the students who had worked hard to see him, and that was how he looked at him!

Can't there be a little trust between people?!

...

After drinking, I went through three rounds of dishes and five flavors.

Flander knew it was time to talk about the serious business.

Fland cleared his throat.

"We have been resting for too long in the past two months. This can easily make your hard-won combat skills numb and regress. This is really not conducive to your growth!"

"So I will lead you to the Soul Fighting Arena to fight tonight and help everyone review it."

Blade and everyone understood that they wanted to let everyone go to the battle, and then, of course, he had to make a good fortune by betting!

No wonder Dean Flander is offering good houses and good wine and food. It turns out that everything is something to ask for.

...

With the support of the master, everyone was quickly pulled by Flander to the local Sylves Soul Fighting Arena.

But things changed. From the staff, Fland learned that there was no team of the same level that could fight with him!

But how could Flander give up?

The house money has been handed over, so I will definitely not be able to come back; the food has also been put in everyone's stomachs. Could it be that everyone will vomit and return the goods?

Well? You can consider it, just say that food poisoning is the case, and maybe you can make a small profit...

No! It's too vulgar! Flander shook his head and denied this seductive idea.

Flander stared at the staff member who was frightened by him and gritted his teeth and said, "There is no other way?"

The staff wanted to say no, but suddenly I remembered that there was another way - that was to challenge the higher level!

At first Flander was ready to give up. He liked Xiaoqian, but he couldn't joke about the lives of the children!

But the master's preaching and promises made him shaken.

But when Flander saw the opponent chosen by the master, he was not calm again

"Yu Xiaogang, are you crazy?! Do you know that the children will die?"

The master looked at him lightly: "I am prepared accordingly, and it's time for the children to see the blood."

Flander was silent.

"Continue." The master said to the morning staff.

The staff nodded helplessly: "Please wait a little while. Because this battle is too special, I cannot make the decision. Please wait for me to ask my superiors for instructions."

Although the fighting spirit are allowed to challenge higher-level challenges, each fighting higher-level battle cannot be carried out casually. This requires specific considerations in the fighting spirit arena and then signed and confirmed by the Supreme Leader.

The master nodded.

The staff who left in a hurry would come in a while. He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and said:

"I've been waiting for a long time, I'll register for battle for you immediately."

...

When the master and Flander arrived at the lounge, Tang San and others were adjusting their state. They were a little nervous - the opponent this time was too strong!

Blade was sitting aside and looked at a unofficial history called "Those peerless geniuses in the Soul Masters". The content was difficult to determine, but when it came to the words, they were quite honest.

The master asked Tang San and others to withdraw from the conditioning and began to preach.

The blade took back his sight. The master was not a fool, and he had no reason to let Zhu Zhuqing and the others die.

Keep reading, this battle has nothing to do with him.

After the master introduced the situation of the Fierce God Team, he finally told him the confidence that he dared to challenge Tang San and others beyond the level - he allowed Tang San and others to use hidden weapons.

The money started, the betting location of the Shrek Eight Eccentrics Team was empty.

Flander walked toward it.

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"I bought 30,000 gold soul coins, the Shrek Eight Eccentrics Team." A magnetic voice.

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"Hello, 50,000 Golden Soul Coins, Shrek Eight Eccentrics Team." A gentle voice sounded, and the owner of the voice was an ordinary middle-aged man.

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"Everyone! We will have a special battle tonight!"

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"Next, let us welcome the brave and fearless Shrek Eight Freaks Team with warm applause!"

...

Even Tang San was a little nervous when he was on stage today, let alone others.

This time I'm going to kill someone.

The seven members of the Fierce God Team looked like men in their thirties. They were tall and stout, covered in blood and bloody smell, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

They looked at the seven men in black robes opposite them and their eyes flashed with disdain.

Most of the people who pretend to be a ghost are incompetent people, and the strong don’t need to do this!

Several members of the Fierce God Team stretched out their scarlet tongues and licked their lips, and then made a gesture of wiping their necks at Tang San and the seven others.

He didn't say anything harshly, but he had a little more style than the Crazy Team.

In the auditorium.

"Tear them apart! Kill them!"

"Oh, baby, kill them all!"

"Come on! Come on! Destroy them!"

"Evil God Team! I have placed a heavy bet on you! Kill them all!"

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This made Tang San and others very uncomfortable.

In the tunnel, the blade listened quietly without any influence.

The smell of blood always makes people crazy.

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Chapter completed!