Wen Twelve's seemingly kind smile was like a demon in the eyes of Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrander.

"It's over!"

A common thought in the hearts of the two, Wen Twelve can appear here, which means that Hao Tianmian did not stop him.

Even Hao Tianmian didn't stop this, so what about the two of them? Thinking of this, the two of them felt bitter in their hearts, having said that, but they still had to fight, and they saw the two of them look at each other, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.

With two roars, the martial soul was blessed on his body, looking at the two of them, Wen Twelve nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, that's what a soul saint should look like."

Ferrand looked at Wen Twelve with complicated eyes, and his body tensed.

"Your Majesty, if we have something to offend, I hope Your Majesty will not remember the villain and let us go."

"Spare you?"

Wen Twelve touched his chin and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"If you don't, what can you do?"

Zao Wou-Ki's fists collided violently, and he felt quite tragic.

"Although it is said that our strength is very different from that of the crown, if we want our lives, we can only say that we will forgive our fate, and we can only take it from the crown in person."

After speaking, the momentum of the whole person suddenly came out, and Zhao Wouji and Fei Land directly opened the martial soul true body.

Looking at Wen Twelve in front of him, the soul rings on his body lit up in turn.

Looking at the appearance of the two, the smile on Wen's face became stronger and stronger.

"Yes, that's how you resist, the more you resist, the more I ......"

Wen Twelve hadn't finished speaking, but found that the two who were originally menacing turned around and ran.

A gust of wind blew, and Wen Twelve was a little confused, looking at Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand, who had already appeared a hundred meters away.

？？？？

You have just been sluggish and cold, where did the momentum of the strong man go? I'm going to show me this when my pants are off? Brewing such a big momentum together, just to escape?

If Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand knew Wen Twelve's thoughts, they wouldn't have to complain.

Are you stupid when we step on horses? Fighting, fighting must also think that there is a glimmer of hope, a guy who can solve another Title Douluo in such a short time, and what he solves is still a famous and youngest Title Douluo on the continent, do you fight with your head? How fast it is, of course.

Looking at the two people who fled, Wen Twelve sighed, and the folding fan in his hand swung down violently, and dozens of steel needles attacked the two people in the distance.

In a flash, Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand, who had escaped, only felt that the chrysanthemums were cold.

"Ahh

An outrageous sound came from the entire forest, and Wen Twelve walked over without hurrying.

Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand, who fell to the ground, saw Wen Twelve's arrival, holding their chrysanthemums, and retreated frantically, their eyes full of despair.

"You... What are you doing? ”

Wen 12 moved his body and slowly approached.

"Guess?"

"Bang, boom, ah-"

The sound of flesh and flesh colliding, the surging sound of energy, muffled humming, screaming, resounded in the woods one after another.

After dozens of breaths, Wen Twelve was still holding the folding fan and shaking it, as if nothing had happened, and the white clothes on his body did not even show a trace of wrinkles.

And poor Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand were lying on the ground at this time, his head and feet were swollen, like a pig's head, his eyes turned jet black, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Looking at the appearance of the two people, Wen Twelve felt a lot more comfortable, I haven't beaten someone so cool for a long time, it seems that the last time it was still Thorton, and his eyes glanced at the two people under his eyes casually.

"Let you taste the feeling of relying on your strength and beating people, okay, you take good care of my brother, and I'll leave."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away from the handrail, leaving behind two people who were swollen into pigs' heads.

Looking at Wen Twelve who was gone, Zao Wou-Ki and Ferrand finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hearing the words left by Wen Twelve, Zao Wou-Ki finally remembered something.

"No wonder, no wonder! I see. ”

Listening to Zao Wou-ki's words, Ferrand touched his handsome face with some distress.

"No wonder, it's really bad luck today."

Rough skin and thick flesh, Zao Wou-Ki hurriedly helped Ferrand up.

"It was that guy's words that woke me up."

"What woke you up?"

Listening to Zao Wou-ki's inexplicable words, Ferrand asked casually.

Zao Wou-Ki casually told him what happened today.

"What?"

Ferrand's eyes widened suddenly, and then a slap was placed on Zao Wou-Ki's head.

"Boss, what are you hitting me for?"

Zao Wou-Ki was also a little angry, although Ferrand was the dean of the school, he was also a vice dean.

"If you hadn't bullied someone's brother, would they have come to the door? I was also beaten up in a row. ”

Hearing Fei Land's angry voice, Zhao Wouji instantly lost his anger, and when he saw that Fei Land was still ready to make a move, he hurriedly laughed.

"Didn't I know? Boss, I helped you recruit a lot of good students today. ”

Seeing Zao Wou-Ki apologize to himself with a pig's face, Ferland was angry and wanted to laugh.

Ignoring Zao Wou-Ki, he snorted coldly, and the martial soul instantly possessed his body and flew towards Shrek Academy.

At night, in the dormitory where Ferrand lived, looking in the mirror, his pig-headed face was no less than that of Zao Wou-ki.

Ferrand was embarrassed, and he had to go to the opening ceremony tomorrow, so what could he do.

On the other side, a refreshed Wen Twelve returned to the city of Kesotho.

Soto City at night is quite lively, which makes Wen 12 feel the night market of the other world.

The night is also more lively than the day, all the shops on both sides of the street are brightly lit, and some small vendors who only come out at night have found the places they are most accustomed to selling snacks or small items and other things.

The refreshed Wen Twelve couldn't help but have an appetite, bags of otherworldly snacks were held in his hands, and he continued to walk forward, and Wen Twelve saw a magnificent building.

The building is nearly 100 meters high, huge, and extremely deep in the night. From the huge building, there was a faint glimmer of light.

Wen Twelve nodded with satisfaction, this should be the Fighting Soul Arena, you should go to watch the movie when you are full, I don't know what time it will open, whether it will be finished.

Thinking of this, Wen Twelve's footsteps couldn't help but speed up a lot.

Walking into the hall of the Fighting Soul Arena, he bought a ticket for the team fighting spirit at the ticket office, and found a random position, Wen Twelve sat down, ate and began to watch the fighting spirit that was about to start.

At the same time, the host of the fighting arena asked both sides separately if they were ready.

At the signal of the two captains, a regimental battle officially began.