Slap the face from Douluo

Chapter 94

Ye Bai returned to Tang San and the others.

Everyone registered their identity information at the registration office.

And a personal battle has been arranged.

"What a coincidence."

Xiao Wu said lively.

After checking for a while, they found that they were all assigned to the No.14 spirit fighting area.

No.14 Soul Fighting Area is one of the 24 sub-spirit fighting areas.

Except for these 24 sub-spirit fighting areas.

There is also a main fighting spirit area.

Dai Mubai thought that today he was mainly here to bring Tang San and the others down, so he didn't arrange a match for himself.

Seeing that everyone has registered and is still waiting for the individual competition, Dai Mubai introduced again:

"Each soul master can only participate in one match of the same type every day. However, for different types of matches, individual battles, 2V2 battles, and team battles, as long as the time can be staggered, it is fine."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "Third brother, let's sign up for a two-person battle at the same time, so that the points will come in faster. Anyway, we are already level 29, as long as we don't meet Brother Ye, we are sure to win."

"I've decided, we'll call it Sanwu Group."

"whee."

Before Tang San could react, Xiao Wu pulled him to the counter, and started their team registration.

"Brother Ye, let's form a team too." Ning Rongrong said excitedly.

Xiao Wu's words inspired her.

As a support, Ye Ge can propose a support that can fight, carry and run. If he is in a team with Ye Ge, wouldn't it be possible to discuss the support's fighting style with him often.

"Aren't you going to end tonight?" Ye Bai asked.

"We'll talk about it first. It will be useful in the future." Ning Rongrong.

"..." Ye Bai.

Ning Rongrong was in a hurry, looking like she was going to do something big, muttering, "What's the name of our group?"

"Liuli in the night?"

"Ye Ye Rongrong?"

"Ye Shang Ningxia?"

"Pfft." Ye Bai listened and almost fell down, did I agree?

I haven't promised anything yet?

And what kind of names are they chosen, the first two seem to be okay, Yezhong Liuli, Ye Yerongrong.

But the last one, Ye Shang Ning Xia.

Oh my God, I'm still a very pure person.

Why are you so dirty?

Take such a name.

"Ning Rongrong, stop making trouble." Zhu Zhuqing said calmly, "If you don't play tonight, don't join in the fun."

What she said was a little cold.

Ning Rongrong doesn't like to listen.

"Ye Bai, I'm going to play tonight, let's form a team." Zhu Zhuqing said.

"No."

Ning Rongrong immediately vetoed, like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on.

Dai Mubai's face was also quite nervous.

"Brother Ye, let's form one too." Ma Hongjun licked his face.

Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled, as if to say: Fatty, get out of here.

"..." Ye Bai.

"Little brother, what do you think of me? Shall we form a team too?" A young man passed by them suddenly said.

"Who are you?" Ye Bai asked.

"I'm Baozi." Baozi said.

"No group. No group." Ye Bai said.

Baozi walked away resentfully.

I think the people here are not friendly.The heart of nostalgia for hometown suddenly arises spontaneously.

Ye Bai murmured in his heart: "This is all a mess!"

Seeing that Ye Bai did not agree.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a light oh.

Ning Rongrong was unwilling, but felt that such an ending seemed barely acceptable.Although Brother Ye didn't form a team with me, he didn't form a team with Zhu Zhuqing either.

Not to mention teaming up with Fatty Ma.

and many more.

How could I say Fatty Ma?

Could Fatty Ma also be my potential competitor?

Tang San and Xiao Wu came back after registering with the team, and everyone calmed down a bit after playing around.Not long after, according to the order given by the Great Soul Fighting Field, everyone entered the arena in turn.

During the period, before it was Ye Bai's turn, he fortunately walked around the No.14 spirit fighting area.

The No.14 fighting spirit area has six competition arenas.

The competition in the Great Soul Arena is very popular.

During this period of observation, Ye Bai found that the six arenas in No.14 Soul Fighting Area were basically in use.

Suddenly, as if someone was watching, Ye Bai glanced around.

Then, looking at the oval-shaped building of the Great Soul Fighting Field, there is a place that protrudes about ten meters away.

From a distance, it looks like a minaret.

But that's not a tower.

It was an extremely magnificent suite, with three figures standing quietly in front of the window.

The view here is excellent.

The entire Great Spirit Arena was in their eyes. The old man in a white robe inlaid with gold embroidered spoke, and an old voice sounded:

"I have met countless flying ants, rising from the sun."

Leng Wuxue didn't understand what it meant.

beside her,

An extremely handsome young man spoke slowly:

"Ants that can fly will eventually fall and never touch the sky."

Leng Wuxue's eyes were full of fanatical worship.

This is her highness.

The old man's face was solemn: "But they are not afraid of sacrifice, they are piled up like mountains, and they can touch the sky."

The young man said: "Goshawks are not afraid of ants, they are not even qualified to be food for eagle beaks."

"Thousands of years, in the ant colony, there have always been some mavericks. Due to specific opportunities, they have looked away from the rotten leaves and rotten shells and looked at the blue sky, which is different." The old man continued.

"Because I saw it, I was afraid." The young man continued without pausing.

The old man raised his embroidered robe, blowing out an incomparably fierce aura, "Have you ever been afraid, Your Highness?"

Pulled by the air machine, Leng Wuxue rubbed against the ground, and the four soul rings lit up.

Yellow-yellow, purple-purple.

This old man dared to harm His Highness.

The young man pressed his hand, indicating that Leng Wuxue is fine.

Leng Wuxue took back the soul ring.

The youth recalled scenes from the past.

Snowflakes floated in the sky.

"whee."

"Wow, it's snowing, Xueer likes it so much."

A little girl jumps happily on the snow.

She chases every snowflake, and her laughter is full of pure innocence.

A woman wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown.

He looked at the little girl coldly.

"Mom, come on, come and play with Xue'er?" The little girl happily tugged on the woman's clothes.

It's just that this woman didn't respond.

She is like the heartless emperor, standing by the side.

The little girl ran away with a grin, but when she saw that her mother hadn't followed, she ran back with a sneer.

While running, he laughed like a silver bell.

The sky seemed to be infected by her laughter and became a little brighter.

The falling snowflakes also seemed to be gentle, flicking on the little girl's face.

"Yes, mom won't play with me, but I can play with mom!"

The little girl bent down, picked up a handful of snow, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the woman's face.

In an instant, the world seemed to be a little colder.

An incomparably terrifying momentum erupted from the woman, pushing the little girl down into the snow.

The little girl was terrified.

scared.

The little girl cried slightly: "It's all about Xue'er's bad behavior, it's all about Xue'er's misbehavior, mom, don't be angry."

The woman didn't make a sound, wearing the nine-curved purple gold crown, walked away and disappeared.

Only one little girl was left.

In that lonely world of ice and snow...

The little girl is slightly bigger.

This is a huge lake, plop, a figure fell into the lake, Gulu, Gulu, the little girl shouted desperately: "Mom, don't, I don't want to become stronger."

"Mom, please let me go."

The emperor wearing the nine-curved purple gold crown is indifferent.

Gradually, the little girl grew up, and in the depths of the Star Dou Forest, a terrifying spirit beast, showing its ferocious fangs, was staring at her.

The little girl bit her lips tightly.

She was terrified to the extreme.

However, the woman wearing the nine-curved purple gold crown was not far away, watching quietly.

She swore that she would never beg for mercy in front of this woman again.

Never again.

The little girl roared, "I'm not afraid."

Her lips were pale without a trace of blood, without a trace.

……

The old man was coercive: "Has Your Highness ever been afraid?"

The young man's extremely handsome face had a resolute expression: "No."

　Flying Ant copied from Jiang Ye...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)