Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 22 Great Soul Fighting Arena
On the Shrek playground, Dai Mubai and the other seven people have begun to gather.

"Xiao Wu, do you know Gangzi?" Ning Rongrong was soaked and her face was a little flushed. She stood beside Xiao Wu and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Wu paused, nodded, and whispered, "I know him. He's Tang San's teacher, but I don't know him well."

Ning Rongrong looked strange: "Tang San? Didn't you always call him brother? Why did you change the name?"

Xiao Wu lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, and did not answer Ning Rongrong.

When Baiyu arrived at the playground, Flanders was talking to the seven of them.

"Oscar, Ning Rongrong, you did a great job. You both ran twenty laps. You don't need to participate in tonight's activities. Just have a good rest at the academy."

As Flanders spoke, there was still a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and he frequently glanced at Ning Rongrong.

As soon as Baiyu came over and heard what Flanders said, his expression turned to surprise, and he thought to himself: "He really ran away?"

Then he walked to Flanders, glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was soaked in sweat, laughed, and said:

"Hey, Dean, take it easy. If anything goes wrong, I'll have to go to your grave to pay my respects if I want to chat with you again!"

The corners of Flanders' mouth twitched, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that Ning Rongrong would actually run twenty laps. He had no reason to stop her by following behind.

Then he turned around and glared at Baiyu, saying, "You kid, all you know is sarcastic remarks. Oscar, take Ning Rongrong to Lao Shao and ask for some recovery beans."

"Then you have a good rest. As for the five of you, come with me to the Great Fighting Arena. That's where your teaching today will take place!"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at Baiyu, looked at Flender and said:

"No need. I've done this kind of physical training at home before. I'm not that squeamish. I'm going back to the dorm now. I'm sweating all over and feeling terrible!"

Oscar watched Ning Rongrong leave and said, "Then Dean, I'll be leaving first!"

After saying that, he turned and ran towards Ning Rongrong.

Flanders watched the two men walk away and turned to face Baiyu.

"Bai boy, what are you doing here? Are you here just to laugh at me?" Flanders said unhappily.

Ning Rongrong turned the tables on him, making him feel a little uncomfortable. Baiyu actually came to laugh at him?
Baiyu looked at Flanders's unwilling and somewhat frightened face and laughed out loud:

"Haha, Dean, it's inappropriate for you to come at me like that. I just wanted to join you in the fun!"

Flanders looked at his smiling face, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Then let's go together."

Then he waved to Tang San and the other four, "Let's go, follow me."

Everyone ran out of the academy. Along the way, Tang San's eyes were fixed on Baiyu who was walking beside Flender.

The distance between his steps was obviously not big, but his figure seemed to be flashing, very fast. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel dizzy.

Then he shook his head and thought to himself:

"This is definitely a form of physical skill, and it's even more advanced than my Ghost Shadow. I was just looking at the world from a narrow perspective before!"

As everyone entered Soto City, their pace slowed down. Looking at the lively scene on the street, Xiao Wu and others couldn't help but take a look.

There is no curfew in Soto City. The city is three times more lively at night than during the day, with all kinds of department stores, stalls, and acrobatic performances.

Ever since Ma Hongjun entered the city, his eyes have been fixed on the various women around him, and he can't take his eyes off them.

Regardless of height, weight or size, everyone was scanned.

"Brother Bai, look at that girl over there, she's twisting her waist so sexy." Ma Hongjun pulled Bai Yu's clothes and said excitedly.

Before Baiyu could say anything, Xiaowu beside him couldn't help but say, "Fatty, you can't die without a woman, right?"

Ma Hongjun grinned: "You are right!"

"Okay, stop joking. We still have some time. Let's go to the teahouse and sit for a while. I'll tell you about the Great Fighting Spirit Arena."

Flanders glanced at the two people arguing and then said.

A group of people came to the teahouse, and just as Flanders was about to speak, he was stopped by Baiyu.

"Let me do it. Dean, the thing you ordered is better to drink some boiled water."

Hearing Baiyu's words, Flanders waved his hand and said:

"I didn't bring them here for tea, but since you're treating me, I won't be polite. Bring me a pot of premium spring green tea!"

Baiyu rolled his eyes and said, "Well, I've never seen you being polite before, Xiaobai. Tell them about the Great Fighting Spirit Arena."

Dai Mubai glanced at Baiyu, then said, "Okay, Brother Bai, but isn't it a bit early to bring them here directly?"

Flanders then spoke up: "Shrek is a monster academy. You are all little monsters. Monsters have their own training methods."

Baiyu scratched the corner of his mouth, with a half-smile on his face.

"Come on, Dean, the conditions are bad, there are not enough students to fight, and there are monsters, don't fool yourself."

Flanders' face instantly turned awkward, and he couldn't help but reach out to drive Baiyu away:

"Get out of here, you little brat! Why are you always trying to sabotage me? Mu Bai, hurry up and introduce them to the Grand Soul Fighting Arena!"

"Yes, Dean!"

Dai Mubai continued:

"The so-called Grand Soul Fighting Arena is a building that only exists in the main city. It is also a symbol of the city's strength. Grand Soul Fighting Arenas are named after the city. The one in front of us is called the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena."

"The main function of the Great Soul Fighting Arena is for soul masters to fight against each other. According to the arrangement of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, different soul masters will fight for others to watch!"

Tang San looked puzzled at this time and couldn't help asking:
"Isn't Soul Master the most noble profession? Why is there a place where Soul Masters are treated like monkeys, entertaining others?"

Baiyu took a sip of tea and took over the topic.

"You're not entirely right. First, no matter how noble a soul master is, he still needs money, and this place allows them to make money."

"Secondly, this place can help you gain combat experience. Otherwise, you can only train outside, which is very dangerous. Thirdly, this is also a place where geniuses become famous."

Dai Mubai nodded and said:
"That's right. If you win a match here, you'll get a medal. Every win thereafter will earn you points. If you have enough points, the medal will be upgraded. Owners of high-level medals are very famous and can make a lot of money!"

"Of course, it's not that easy, because if you lose, you'll lose points, and every soul master who comes here will basically lose points when they upgrade to a higher level."

"Why?" Tang San looked puzzled.

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly: "Hehe, take you for example, you are now level 29, and there are few rivals among the great soul masters."

"And what if you reach level 31? You'll be at the bottom of the Soul Masters. All the people you'll fight against will be level 38 or 9, and you'll lose more than you win!"

Flanders glanced at the sky and then said, "Okay, we've got more or less everything. Let's go in."

(End of this chapter)