Douluo's Gourd

Early the next morning, Oscar bid farewell to Wang Xiaofeng, and under Ma Hongjun's noise, he left the dormitory with the eyes of the two of them.

The boring morning was spent bickering while practicing.

At noon, Oscar returned to the dormitory with a serious face.

Ma Hongjun skillfully took the food box from Oscar's hand. Wang Xiaofeng saw that something was wrong with Oscar's face, so he asked, "What's wrong with it? You have a serious face. Could it be that you met a strong opponent today?"

"No, Xiaosan took Zhuqing and Mubai and defeated the opponent easily." Oscar suddenly said in a low voice: "After today's game, I went shopping with Rongrong as usual. Suddenly, the two of us saw a group of people watching what, then walk over and see"

Ma Hongjun said: "I saw something delicious."

Oscar did not bicker in anger as usual because Ma Hongjun interrupted him, but said with a somewhat ugly expression: "No, we saw a corpse, and it was a corpse wearing a certain academy team uniform."

"Although that place was quickly sealed off by the Tiandou City security team who came after hearing the news, we could still see that that person was already out of breath on the spot."

Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his chin: "You mean, it is possible that someone secretly hunted and killed the team members of the participating academies, but this is too stupid, and offends all forces at the same time."

Even if Hu Yanli exposed his head spirit bones, he would not die during the elite competition, because every academy participating in the competition was protected by the Heaven Dou Empire and Wuhun Temple by default.

And this elite competition is hosted by the Wuhun Palace, who dares to challenge the Wuhun Palace openly.If you offend the Heaven Dou Empire, you can go to Xingluo to hide from the limelight. If you offend the Spirit Hall hehe, first escape from the Spirit Hall, and then escape from the bounty hunters. The best ending is just Find a deep mountain forest or a small village to hide your name, and end up alone.

Ma Hongjun said cheerfully: "Maybe it's suicide. After all, our Shrek is really too strong. We have no hope of winning in the face of the match. They are under a lot of pressure."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded: "The reason Fatty said is ridiculous, but it's not unreasonable."

Everyone's ability to withstand stress is different. There are countless people who committed suicide due to excessive stress in their previous lives. Anxiety and insomnia are the simplest.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." After Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun's analysis, Oscar also returned to his usual routine, and had lunch with the two of them.

Time passed by, and soon it was the fifth day of the elite competition, and nothing major happened.

As for the dead contestant that Oscar saw yesterday, after the Heaven Dou City security team and the Spirit Hall cooperated to examine the body, the cause of death given was: falling directly from a height.

As long as a three-ringed soul master thinks, the soul power covers himself, and the height within 20 meters will break his leg at most, and the surrounding buildings are only 15 meters high, so the security team actually means that this person committed suicide.

The Fengpo Academy who had a dead team member heard about it and immediately made a big fuss in the organizing committee, even to Emperor Xue Ye, saying that the dead student was an optimistic person, and it was impossible for him to commit suicide.

The annoyed Emperor Xue Ye could only send the most powerful investigator in the Tiandou Empire: Ye Feng.

Night Breeze, a level 73 soul sage, martial soul: 狌狌.

A very sloppy-looking old man was brought to the main hall by a few guards in a small cart. The old man muttered: "What are you doing? Why do you keep pulling me out of the wine jar? Didn't it mean that you should finish drinking ten jars?" Don't bother me before drinking."

Sitting at the highest place of the hall, Emperor Xue Ye said calmly: "Ye Feng, I need your help with something. Once it is done, I will reward you with twenty altars of the best drunken wine."

The old man, Ye Feng, cheered up, and quickly said: "Hehe, isn't this a snowy night, what kind of wine is it? In fact, I usually drink