Douluo: My Martial Soul is actually a Duck

Chapter 35 VS Rainforest Team

PS: It seems that the Mad Sentai team only has seven people, so we can only create a new team at will.

This is Yu Xiaogang and Jian Wuyou looking at each other. The name of the guy who slapped him before must not be used anymore.

"Wave Demon?"

"not good."

"The Evil God?"

"not good."

"Not defeating the God of War?"

"It looks like a tumbler."

"Then what do you think it should be called?"

"The nest is like a young father."

"Well, I don't understand it, but I just want to think of a name."

"Tomorrow's game, you have to play against Team Rainforest. Jianwuyou has a greater advantage."

"The captain is Shadow Leopard, martial soul Shadow Panther, level 45 soul sect."

"The other seven are: forest python, giant crocodile, shield turtle, storm fish, dolphin, knife mantis, and wandering spider. Coincidentally, they are all level 40. As for the reason."

A group of people stared at Jian Wuyou, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on Jian Wuyou's forehead. Wasn't it just someone who witnessed someone knocking out a group of thousand-year-level soul beasts with his bare hands? Isn't that what it was?

"This is not just so that Xiaoxia can have a soul ring."

"By the way, what does the name you gave yourself mean?"

"The nest is like a young father."

"Yeah, what do you mean?"

"The nest is like a young father."

"What do you mean?"

"who am I?"

"You are so cheap and have no friends."

"Old man."

Jian Wuyou glared at Ning Rongrong, "You idiot."

"Who do you think you are?"

"The nest is like a young father."

"What do you mean?"

"The nest is like the young father, just like the young father."

"What? Brother Eight, please explain clearly."

Without caring about her image, Dai Qingtong stuffed a watermelon into her mouth that was bigger than her face.

Melon seeds and watermelon juice instantly splashed on the faces of a group of people nearby.

Dai Qingtong had no intention of spitting out the seeds or peeling the skin, and swallowed the whole big watermelon completely.

I licked the corner of Dai Qingtong's mouth with my tongue. This piece of beef had not been processed at all.

The white tiger is a divine beast that kills, and its whole body is pure white. It was under the influence of the martial spirit that Dai Qingtong became so bloodthirsty regardless of his image, drinking blood like a wild beast.

"Tsk, Rongrong, do you even have to ask this?"

"what does it mean?"

"He said he was your father!"

Yu Xiaogang also realized at this time, this thing that made him laugh or cry, "It seems that it can't be changed, so let's just keep doing it like this."

"Why can't it be changed?"

"It costs money." Flanders said lightly as he ate a piece of free fruit.

"We went first, okay."

"I'll go to the VIP table."

"Well, bring back more fruits."

"it is good."

"If the wall tiles fall off, you bring them back."

"Oh."

"If a few lightbulbs are out, bring them back too."

"Oh……"

……

"Today we have a duel between two teams!"

"On one side is our long-famous Rainforest Team."

"And on the other side is Team Shrek!"

Jian Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly and kept scanning the person. The captain was a tall and thick man.

His black hair and hairstyle were somewhat similar to his own, and he suddenly appeared in front of Dai Mubai.

"Hello, I'm Shadow Leopard."

"White Tiger with Evil Eyes." After uttering four words coldly, they shook hands and the two of them retreated to the side.

"What the hell is Team Shrek?! It's definitely going to end."

"I really don't know how I came up with the idea of ​​arranging a battle between these two teams."

"Let me tell you, there is that person inside who once defeated a group of thousand-year-old soul beasts with his bare hands."

"Really?"

"real."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry and defeat the Rain Forest Team."

Flanders, on the other hand, was frantically investing in his academy team, thinking that he was going to make a fortune, so he invested all his savings in it.

(End of this chapter)