Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 107 Yu Xiaogang in Ragged Clothes; On the Soul Fighting Arena, Zige Flies!
The red-faced Yu Xiaogang touched the Pope's order in his arms, took it out, and shouted loudly with red eyes: "Seeing the Pope's order is like seeing the Pope himself. Kneel down and apologize!!"

But still no one pays attention to him!
The meaning of the Pope's decree has long changed with the last recovery. Seeing the Pope's decree is respectable, but there is no need to salute.

Also, the way of kneeling and worshiping has been canceled long ago, and this Yu Xiaogang knew at a glance that he didn't understand it.

Moreover, the Holy Son specifically explained it a long time ago.

If Yu Xiaogang, a master plagiarist, took the Pope's decree, it would be the same as two hundred and five.If you want to enter the Pope's Palace, don't give him face and ignore the Pope's decree.

"Whether you're going to get in or not, you're just babbling. If you don't get in, get out." The guard who had talked to Yu Xiaogang before said unceremoniously, thinking of the Holy Son's instructions.

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he decided to fight the guard to the end to defend his dignity.

As a result, the guard grabbed the collar and lifted it up, and with a "tear" sound, the poor-quality clothes were torn, exposing Yu Xiaogang's upper body.

Really... not so good?
Wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, it is not nutritious at first glance.

"You, how can you use violence?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were tearful, weeping, covering his chest with his hands, his cheeks were flushed.

it is good--

ugly!
"So are you going to get in or not?"

Yu Xiaogang bowed his head, and finally had to compromise under the absolute threat of force.

"I'm in, but can you find me a dress?"

"No. You can find it yourself." The guard refused directly, too lazy to spoil him.

"I look like this, where does the face come from?"

"Then I don't care, I still say that, do you like it or not?"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart was blazing, but what can be done?
Thinking that his purpose of coming here was to clarify his "grievances", Yu Xiaogang's throat rolled and he swallowed his grievances into his stomach.

"Just wait! When I see Dong'er, I will let you experience all the suffering in the world."

Yu Xiaogang put the rotten clothes on his body, covered his face, lowered his head and said softly: "Take me to see Bibi Dong!"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's address to the Pope, the guard frowned again, and forced Yu Xiaogang to change his address before leading him to the side hall of the Pope's Palace.

After arriving at the side hall, he asked Yu Xiaogang to wait inside, and went to find the pope by himself.

At this time, Bibi Dong was in a private room in the Great Soul Arena of Wuhun City, watching the battle below indifferently.

Today's training is actual combat, fighting in the big soul arena.

But at this time, it was only a day before he and Mu Zige discussed matters in the intelligence office.

And the battle on the ring that Bibi Dong was watching was Mu Zige's solo battle.

Mu Zige's opponent is a level 49 defense-type soul master with a spirit armor and stone turtle.

Mu Zige touched his face. The special "Xing Tian Armor" mask he was wearing was really incongruous with the silver silver moon armor on his upper body and the summoner on his waist.

"Peng Peng Peng!"

With the green snake staff in his hand, he struck heavily on the periphery of his body, covering a stone tortoise-shell opponent, and his continuous attacks were quite effective.

The opponent retreated step by step, but seized the opportunity to display the third soul skill that had been planned for a long time.

"Stone Crack!"

The stone tortoise shell on the opponent's body suddenly cracked and turned into pieces of fine stones, all of which were sharper, and they all hit Muzige who was very close.

Mu Zige retreated step by step, but under his control, the soul rings floating on both sides of his body trembled slightly, flew out, and launched an attack in a way no one could have imagined.

Afterwards, eight mechanical spider claws suddenly sprang out from behind Mu Zige, stabbing the attacking rubble with great agility.

The silvery-white claws flicked across the air, hunting.

"Roar!"

The opponent let out a roar, and the earth and rocks gathered between his hands. Two shields like sharp blades appeared in his hands, which could be used to attack and defend. They entangled with Mu Zige's soul ring, and then knocked out the first yellow soul ring.

But in the end, it was Mu Zige who wanted to go one step faster, smashing all the gravel, and rushed over with sand and scars on his body.

Clone appeared beside him, jumped up, grabbed a soul ring each, and slashed at the opponent.

The opponent held up a shield to resist, and both soul rings were chopped on the stone shield.

The attack of the clone on the left is weaker and is easily blocked.

Mu Zige's attack on the right was much stronger, and the opponent's arms were trembling faintly.

Behind Mu Zige, the mechanical Eight Spider Lances suddenly spread apart, turned into piles of parts and floated in the air, and then reassembled, turning into a thick stick more than three meters long.

The two ends of the stick are purple-black, dotted with silver patterns, and then the large section in the center is silver, dotted with other colors, making the stick look bright, but not vulgar.

Mu Zige jumped back, the soul ring was re-suspended in the air, and he hit Huanglong straight. The three-meter-long stick, under the blessing of Mu Zige's great strength, directly stabbed the opponent's stomach.

The opponent was directly hit and flew upside down, and after falling to the ground, his footsteps were unstable.

But at this time, he released his soul skill, and the original stone tortoise shell changed from invisible to tangible, covering his body again.

The opponent was lying on the ring, looking at Mu Zige who was rushing towards him, a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes, a body poked out from the tortoise shell, followed by limbs.

Then it was like a bison that saw the red, and it rushed madly, without the speed of a normal tortoise at all, it was ridiculously fast, and it couldn't stop at all, just like Xuanmai.

"It's a pity I didn't show off."

Mu Zige thought about this, but his reaction was not slow at all. Knowing the power of the collision, he turned around and backed away.

But the avatar resolutely went up, brave avatar, not afraid of difficulties.

Then it was hit by the big turtle and turned into light spots in the air.

But in Mu Zige's card box, there was an extra [Shadow Clone] skill card that was cooling down.

And the big tortoise turned its body around and ran towards Mu Zige.

Mu Zige curled his lips and weighed the stick in his hand. The position of its head was decomposed and reorganized, and it became sharp.

It turned into a javelin and was thrown by Mu Zige.

This is the transformation ability of the mechanical Eight Spider Lances, it can transform many things, such as the current stick and javelin.

Of course, there are many things that cannot be changed.

Like hot weapons.

Mu Zige used the [Acceleration] skill card, ready to run around the arena at any time.

And the "javelin" he threw hit the big tortoise accurately, half of which pierced into the thick and long neck.

The big tortoise shook its body, and through the slightly illusory figure, it could vaguely see that the opponent wrapped inside was shaking its head and shaking its head, looking a little painful.

The body of the big tortoise also became more and more unreal.

Seeing this, Mu Zige's lips curved into a smile.

He knew he was right.

At that moment, the mysterious light that bloomed in the opponent's eyes should be the soul bone.

Relying on the ability of the spirit bone, he released the big tortoise.

However, although the strength of this big tortoise is strong, it consumes a lot.

Just consume him.

With this in mind, Mu Zige released the bone skill of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg and flew.

(End of this chapter)