"Liu Li Academy, win!" the somewhat stunned referee shouted.
Huge cheers suddenly erupted from the audience, attracting the participating teams from several other arenas, and the battle came to a standstill.
Jiang Siming folded his hands on his chest indifferently and calmly ended the game.
On the center stage, the battle between Shrek Academy and Tiandou Royal Academy was not over yet, and they were attracted by Jiang Siming's fighting sounds.
Tang San quickly reminded, and everyone reacted and quickly ended the battle.
"Xiaosan, that masked man is so arrogant! It seems that our limelight has been robbed!" Dai Mubai said with some displeasure when he saw someone stealing the limelight. At this time, Dai Mubai had already broken through to level 50, even if he hadn't had time yet
After obtaining a soul ring, he is not even a bit stronger than in the original work. Except for Xiao Wu, the rest of Shrek is also at an average level of about 45. Naturally, some look down upon other soul master teams.
Tai Lung and others on the side also said unhappily.
Tang San narrowed his eyes, and then said, "Don't be careless, everyone. That person was fighting against the Elephant Armor Academy. He defeated one of the Five Elements Academy so easily with just one person. I'm afraid his strength cannot be underestimated!"
Everyone nodded, only Tang San felt something was wrong. As the team's tactical guide, Tang San had seen the information from the master no matter which academy he was from, but he had never heard of the person who had just fought against the Elephant Armor Academy.
This person.
On the VIP stage.
"Hahaha, thank you Bishop Salas for being so generous and asking Bishop Salas to abide by the bet!" Sword Douluo said arrogantly while stroking the little fox in his arms.
Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xueye also looked at Salas with meaningful smiles.
Saras obviously couldn't bear to lose face, so he glared at Hu Yanzhen, threw a soul bone towards Sword Douluo, cupped his hands towards Emperor Xue Ye, snorted coldly, and left. Hu Yanzhen, who had a gloomy face beside him, also said nothing.
Followed.
Late at night, the master's office.
"Teacher, we met a very strange person in the spirit fighting field today. He defeated the Elephant Academy by himself." Tang San finally came to find the master.
The master didn't say anything, looking at Tang San with some struggle, and quickly controlled his emotions.
"Really? Which college?" The master pretended not to care and continued.
"It seems to be the Liuli Academy under the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect." Tang San said, touching his chin.
"It seems that the Qibao Glazed Sect has produced an incredible genius this year. If you have time, go and watch his games." The master said while holding back his emotions.
Although Tang San noticed the master's abnormality, he didn't ask any more questions.
Inside the Spirit Hall of Tiandou City.
"Submit all the information on that Jiang Sima immediately!" Salas ordered angrily. Not only did he lose a soul bone today, but it also made him lose face.
Seeing Mr. Jiang Siming's pitiful message, Salas's eyes gradually became a little brighter.
...
Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.
"Jiang brat, you really stood up for me. You haven't seen how ugly that old boy Salas looked today? You even won me a soul bone." Sword Douluo said as he threw the soul bone away.
Gave it to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming was stunned. After all, no soul master could refuse the temptation of a piece of soul bone.
Jiang Siming held the crystal clear left arm bone and smiled slightly, but a warmth arose in his heart.
"Fuck old man, you'd better take it back! If it's not a hundred thousand years old, I'd be embarrassed to fuse it." Jiang Siming said with feigned disdain.
Sword Douluo suddenly blushed, grabbed the soul bone, and left angrily. After walking out of Jiang Siming's room, he smiled, shook his head, and said, "You bastard!"
After Sword Douluo left, Jiang Siming sat cross-legged on the bed. The little fox silently got into Jiang Siming's arms, yawned lazily, and fell asleep carelessly.
Jiang Siming shook his head helplessly, somewhat envious of the little fox's innocence.
Jiang Siming didn't know what he was thinking, so he named Jiang Sima. He actually had an urge to be recognized.
the next day.
"Boy Jiang, you are really lucky. Today you met another five-element academy, the Blazing Fire Academy." Sword Douluo said teasingly. Even though he knew there must be something fishy about it, he was even more concerned about Jiang Siming's strength.
confidence.
"Blazing Fire Academy?" Jiang Siming murmured.
There was still an hour before the game, and Jiang Siming sat quietly in the waiting area teasing the little fox.
Suddenly Jiang Siming's body was shaken, but he quickly returned to normal and continued to tease the little fox. He sighed secretly in his heart, "Tang San is really smart."
Tang San walked slowly in the distance.
"Xiao San, why are you here?" Sword Douluo said, but couldn't help but glance at Jiang Siming.
Tang San noticed something a little abnormal about Sword Douluo.
"Senior Jian, I just want to make friends with this brother." Tang San looked at Jiang Siming who was teasing the little fox.
Sword Douluo looked at Jiang Siming, who slowly raised his head and nodded.
"Claws?" Jiang Siming said, deliberately changing his accent.
Tang San looked at Jiang Siming, who was wearing a mask and had a cold temperament, and suddenly spoke with a strange accent, raised his hands and said, "I, Tang San, want to make friends with you!"
"Hello Jiang Sima." Jiang Siming said while maintaining his accent.
Tang San, who had already made plans in his mind, suddenly spoke with a devilish accent, which made him a little confused as to how to ask.
"I hope that if we meet in the arena, I will show mercy." The suspicion in Tang San's heart was mercilessly extinguished by the thick accent, and he lost the mood to ask any more questions. He bowed his hands to Sword Douluo and Jiang Siming and left.
.
Jiang Siming looked at Tang San's leaving figure and felt a little disappointed in his heart.
...
"Please enter the contestants!" the competition referee announced that the competition was about to begin.
Jiang Siming slowly walked onto the ring, looked at the Blazing Academy members in red uniforms opposite, and yawned.
"Boy, don't be too arrogant. You are just a bunch of stupid big guys who beat others. Do you really think you are invincible?" Huo Wushuang, the captain of Blazing Fire Academy, has a violent temper and cannot tolerate Jiang Siming being so arrogant.
Jiang Siming didn't reply, but silently assumed a fighting posture.
"The game begins!" the referee ordered.
Captains of both teams sign up for each other.
Huo Wushuang's right hand turned into a flaming dragon claw and struck directly at Jiang Siming. Jiang Siming did not back down and punched out as well.
The collision between the flesh fist and the dragon claw caused a powerful wave of air to burst out.
In the first round, neither side took advantage, and both sides only launched tentative attacks.
Huo Wushuang rushed towards Jiang Siming again, trying to entangle Jiang Siming, but Huo Wu behind him sneaked closer to Jiang Siming and released a ring of resistance fire.
Huo Wushuang suddenly pulled away, resisting the abnormal passivity of the fire ring and repulsing Jiang Siming and flying into the air.
The Martian soul master behind the Blazing Academy, his first and second soul rings lit up, and countless fireballs appeared in the air, flying towards Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming, who could not rely on his strength in the air, quickly released the Chaos Bell. The Chaos Bell quickly opened and spread out all the fireballs. The members of the Blazing Academy on the wall were all attacked by the fireballs released by their soul masters, causing different effects.