Soto Arena

The group was slowly walking towards the soul field, and along the way, it attracted the attention of countless people.

"Feng Shao, you are so stylish"

Ma Hongjun looked at the green belts on both sides of the avenue, and said in shock, Tang San and the others also nodded in unison when they heard this, and what was even more coquettish was that they were beside Wang Feng, and they would passively vomit, because they obviously felt the condition of their bodies.

Standing will be upgraded, which is estimated to blow up other soul masters.

"If you don't pull the wind, what's the point of living?"

Wang Feng looked around, and said without looking back, the melon-eating crowd along the way almost stepped forward to ask for an autograph.

"This, is this what it means to pretend to be forced?"

Oscar suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his head, touched his chin and said loudly.

At this moment, the group has come to the huge building with dazzling lights and golden brilliance, and at the same time, in the spacious aisle, there is an endless stream of people and hustle and bustle, revealing the nightlife here.

"Yes, that's what it means to pretend, you'll go in later, this, this, and this."

Wang Feng nodded with a smile, and then introduced him how to pretend to be forced.

"Huh?"

Tang San and the others were startled when they heard that Wang Feng wanted them to go in and fight ten, although they had already reached level forty, they had little combat experience.

"What are you afraid of, with your physical fitness, within the same class, it's just your sandbag, no matter how many people there are, it's useless"

Wang Feng said after estimating, and then continued: "There is another way, that is, I will help you suppress the level, but not the strength, you can pretend all the way to the forty level."

"I'm going to. Can you still play like this? ”

Shrek's people are all spitting, is this someone else's life, and his own life? We fight diligently and grind, while others pretend to be forced all the way to get everything, what about the hair?

"You think there's no gain from pretending to be forced? Tell you, fighting is a science, even if the opponent is as weak as a rookie, you can find the most suitable way, knock him down with one kick, you can use one finger, absolutely no fists.."

Wang Feng explained it freely, while Tang San and the others were stunned the whole time, when did bullying become a science?

Subsequently, the group came to the registration window, and when the staff saw a group of people surrounding them, they were surprised, but they still said softly with a professional smile; "The registration fee is ten gold coins, and you will get ten gold coins for a win!"

After the staff finished speaking, they heard strange conversations.

"Say"

"You say"

"We are a group of four, our name is Shrek F4"

Ma Hongjun glanced at Tang San and the others who were looking around, clicked on the table at the front desk, and said in a strange tone.

Then the four of them went to the project registration office with badges under the strange eyes of the staff.

"What do you say?"

When the staff heard the words of the young man in front of them, they said again in confusion as if they had misheard.

"That's right, that's what you heard, we're going to fight ten!"

Tang San and the four people, who had been suppressed by Wang Feng to level twenty-nine, said with a beaming expression, after taking the first step, they felt that this feeling of pretending to be forced was okay.

"Okay"

After the staff confirmed, they naturally won't talk more, this kind of thing is the first time I've seen it, four dozen ten? Okay, looking at the back of the departing young man, she couldn't help but think to herself.

After a while, a bulletin sounded in the entire Great Fighting Arena, making everyone exclaim in unison.

"Four to ten?"

"Where did the imp come from so crazy?"

The entire main fighting arena was suddenly full of people, because this was the first time that the main arena had encountered such a contestant, and it was surprising that the game that should have been in the twenty-four sub-arenas was transferred to the main venue.

"Hit ten?"

The Great Soul Masters who had arranged a battle with Tang San and the four of them in the lounge opened their eyes together, as the parties concerned, they also felt weird, now the little ghosts are so unstoppable?

"Ha, I've hosted for so long, it's the first time I've encountered such a thing, I guess everyone is curious, because this is the first time ever, so, please, Shrek F4!"

After the shining lights turned around in the field, they aimed at the four teenagers who walked out of the passage, and for a while, the audience in the main venue paid attention.

"Nima, there are so many people!"

Ma Hongjun looked at the figures surrounding him and exclaimed.

Tang San and the three of them looked at each other, is this the legendary pretending, don't you say it, it's a bit dark.

"It's really a hero out of a young man, below, there are ten great soul masters who are invited to fight against him!"

The host in the tuxedo waved his hand, and the lights went away, and then he continued: "In the future, there will be one more project in the Great Fighting Arena, that is, I will single-handedly pick out a group of you!" ”

The host has already received the arrangement from the high-level of the Great Fighting Soul Arena at this moment, and the high-level officials secretly said in their hearts, why didn't I think of such an exciting project before.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused shouts and shook the sky, and the excited audience seemed to have found new fun.

When the two parties came to the field, the field was already hot, and everyone saw the ten big soul masters with big faces and three thick, on the other hand, Shrek F4, who was simply a little lamb.

But they are still full of anticipation, less to more, this is a new experience on the boat.

"This place is ok"

Wang Feng was in the VIP box at the moment, looking at the situation below, the atmosphere in this kind of gladiatorial arena of tens of thousands of people was still quite good.

"Brother Feng, I want to fight ten too!"

Xiao Wu lay on the windowsill and turned back to Wang Feng and said, she felt that this kind of thing was particularly funny.

"There is an opportunity"

Wang Feng took the spirit fruit handed over by Zhu Zhuqing and said with a smile.

In the field

"Boy, don't shout about the pain later!"

One of the ten Great Soul Masters said fiercely, and the others also had fierce and vicious expressions, if they lost, then there was no need to mix in the Great Fighting Soul Field, ten people couldn't beat four, go home and farm.

"Cut, one hand is enough!"

Ma Hongjun clasped his hands around and held his head high with a nostrils facing the sky, and others could also pose with mocking movements, after all, Wang Feng had told them that the battle was to taunt the opponent and provoke him, so that they could achieve the best combat state, and at the same time, they could increase the difficulty of the battle to the strongest, and the more combat experience they would get.

It sounds like a dead act, but it makes sense, doesn't it? The angrier the opponent, the higher the chance of being killed, so you don't have to fight him desperately.

"Damn, you guys are really, angry with me!!"

The ten great soul masters, looking at the young man in an inexplicable posture not far away, they felt the nameless fire rising, and for a while, the martial soul phantom was great, and all kinds of martial souls were shining and waiting for the host's order.

(End of chapter)