It has become a fixed habit for the eight of them to gather at the hotel for breakfast every morning. You fight for a piece of the big round table, and the eight of you feel a bit like two armies confronting each other.
"Tang Tang, are you going to do the soul fighting tomorrow night?" Oscar's eyes had two dark circles for staying up late, and there were a few obscure gray marks on his cheeks. He looked at Tang Tang feebly and offered suggestions, "You have already
I haven’t had a team fight in a long time.”
Tang Tang bit off half of the bun in one bite, frowned and thought hard, "I remember saying yesterday...which team will our opponent be tomorrow night?"
"Team Madness." The familiar voice made Tang Tang couldn't help but stiffen and silently lowered his head.
"Master." "Master, you are here." Others greeted the master one after another.
Tang Tang continued to eat with her head down pretending to be deaf and dumb. After what happened before, she didn't know how to treat the master.
As the saying goes, although it is shameful to escape, it is useful.
The master didn't notice Tang Tang's complicated mood, but said as usual: "Before each round of battle, Team Madness will use various means to test the opponent to obtain information about the opponent. Before tomorrow night, everyone should pay attention." As he said, he took out another hand.
A whole stack of thick information came out, "This is the specific information about the Mad Battle Team."
Looking at this detailed information about the approximate abilities of soul skills, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Master, isn't this information too complete? It even details what soul skills they have!"
The master's eyebrows relaxed a bit, obviously enjoying this kind of admiration:
"This is the information summarized by our teachers after observing so many battles. You should study it carefully and formulate your own tactics. However," the master said in a more serious tone, "there should be some hidden clumsiness. Team Madness is in Silver
The Badge Team is only above average, and there are still teams that are better than them."
"Uh huh..." A few people responded randomly and then concentrated on breakfast.
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At night, the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
The player aisle connects the spacious fighting spirit area and the numerous player preparation areas. The more money you pay, the bigger the box will be. Of course, there is also a free waiting area, and more than 80% of the players gather here.
Two get together.
The qualifications of the players vary, so the waiting area is naturally noisy, with constant chatter and noise. If you don't choose a good spot, just waiting is a kind of torture.
A few people who had not yet paid off their college debts received a number plate and sat around the corner, waiting for the waiter to call their number.
"How long do you have to wait..." Looking at the simple wooden sign that only said "No. 278", Tang Tang seemed to hear an illusory voice - "No. A18 invites you to dine."
"Hey, little girl, you have a nice figure? Why are you covering your face, just to show me?"
A slightly harsh voice suddenly sounded, and a sturdy young man with red hair walked over and stared directly at Zhu Zhuqing. He reached out frivolously to hook Zhu Zhuqing's chin.
"What do you want to do?" How could someone let someone else touch a woman he hadn't touched yet? Dai Mubai quickly walked a few steps and stopped in front of the red-haired young man, and squeezed his wrist hard with his big hand.
"snort!"
As if he heard a slight sneer, the red-haired young man made a fist with one hand, and his muscles suddenly swelled. The original three points of strength suddenly became eight points. It was not enough to push the back of Dai Mubai's hand to press against his chest, so he continued to exert more force on his wrists.
He actually wanted to use brute force to overthrow someone.
How could Dai Mubai let himself be embarrassed like this in front of Zhu Zhuqing? He quickly stood up with his feet in a lunge, and immediately released the opponent's hand, turning his wrist inward. The outside of their forearms suddenly collided heavily, and their muscles were tangled.
Use force to block the opponent's push.
Invisible waves emanated from the two of them, attracting the attention of other players. Soon a supervisor came to separate the two:
"Stop! This is the waiting area for players. Private fights are prohibited! If you have any grudges, go to the spirit fighting area to resolve them yourself!"
Hearing the sound, the red-haired young man immediately pulled away, barely making Dai Mubai stagger:
"Hey, isn't this Director Ao...I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you! I just wanted to chat with a girl, but I didn't expect them to react so strongly..."
Hahaha, the red-haired young man quickly left with a smile.
Tang Tang looked at his back and curled his lips: "So deliberate."
"Indeed, it's nothing to look for trouble." Xiao Wu agreed, "Tang Tang, please restrain yourself during the battle later and let me give you a blow."
Seeing that Tang Tang was still a little dissatisfied, Xiao Wu joked: "Just follow the rules and obey the arrangements!"
