Douluo: I, Tang San, want to marry Qian Renxue in this life

Qian Renxue still stood in the center of the fighting spirit arena. Her figure looked even more sacred and majestic against the golden angel shadow. She grabbed Ma Hongjun's red hair as if she was holding an irresistible toy. Her profound There was no trace of pity or sympathy in the cold eyes, only mockery and indifference.

As if sensing the boredom of the game, Qian Renxue gave Ma Hongjun a slight flick, and Ma Hongjun's body was thrown out like a discarded old hen.

Her movements are understated, but full of power and elegance, as if every movement interprets her nobility and domineering power.

"Boom..."

Ma Hongjun's fat body drew a parabola in the air, and finally fell out of the fighting spirit arena. His fat body hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

His face still had the scorch marks from the phoenix flames, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was burned by the flames in many places, and he was curled up on the ground in pain.

Ma Hongjun's mouth was wide open, as if he was still spitting out his burning tongue, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Seeing this scene in the stands, Flanders was heartbroken. He stood with the useless Xiaogang, and his frown was even more intense at this moment.

He couldn't help shouting: "Hongjun, Hongjun!" His voice was full of pain and helplessness.

Ma Hongjun was Flanders's direct disciple. Seeing his disciple in such a miserable state, the anger and pain in his heart could hardly be described in words. He simply wanted to rush forward and kill the arrogant blonde masked girl.

At this time, the useless Xiaogang grabbed Flender's arm in time. His face was also pale, but there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

"No, Rand, we still have hope, there is still hope."

However, as Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Niu Dagang were all thrown out of the fighting spirit arena, only Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were left on the field.

At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, this sister is so powerful, Xiao Wu is scared to death, Xiao Wu is going to sleep, huh..."

After saying that, she actually turned around and lay down on the Soul Fighting Arena and fell asleep. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly under the lights of the Soul Fighting Arena, as if she was doing something. A wonderful dream.

"This……"

Seeing Xiao Wu's actions, Ning Rongrong, who was holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, couldn't help biting her lip. Her eyes, which were always full of confidence, revealed a bit of helplessness and confusion at this moment.

She looked up at Qian Renxue, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, including curiosity and doubt.

Finally, she sat down on the Soul Fighting Arena and said, "Okay, I won't play anymore. Sister, please don't hit me..." Her voice was soft and weak, as if she was afraid of disturbing her. the surrounding air.

At this time, she was like a wounded bird, huddled in the corner, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Qian Renxue's eyes swept over Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong. Her eyes were deep and cold, as if she could see everything. She saw that the two girls had no intention of attacking her, and a trace of doubt flashed in her heart.

The golden angel silhouette gently flapped its wings behind her, casting golden light, making her look even more sacred and majestic.

Qian Renxue looked away and looked at Oscar who was standing on the edge of the ring.

Oscar's pupils shrank sharply due to fear, his body seemed to be penetrated by an electric current, and he trembled violently.

In this life-or-death moment, he knew he had to react immediately. So, he took a deep breath, gathered all the soul power in his body, and prepared to display his soul skills.

"I have a big sausage!"

He shouted, and with the surge of soul power, his hands began to emit a faint light of soul power, and then, a large sausage appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This sausage exudes an alluring aroma and a faint fluctuation of soul power, which is obviously not an ordinary thing.

However, at this tense and critical moment, Oscar suddenly froze. The large healing sausage in his hand was specially designed to treat wounds and restore physical strength, but the situation in front of him made him confused.

Who should this big healing sausage be given to?

His eyes wandered back and forth between Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing on the ring, and his heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

However, the next second, he suddenly found that the blonde masked girl had appeared in front of him, like a ghost.

"I...I surrender..."

"I...I surrender..."

Oscar hurriedly took a few steps back and shouted.

After all, he didn't want to end up like Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

Seeing that Oscar had chosen to surrender, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, these three girls were already lying, sitting, or lying on the soul fighting ring. The host took a deep breath and calmed down. After the fluctuation, he picked up the microphone and shouted loudly: "This Soul Fighting Challenge, Team Xueer wins..."

Her voice echoed over the spirit fighting arena, and every word was clear and powerful, announcing the end of this battle.

Hearing the host's announcement, Qian Renxue didn't hesitate at all. She seemed to have expected the result, turned around and walked out of the soul fighting arena.

Her long golden hair shone with dazzling luster under the light of the soul guide, swaying gently as she walked. Her figure gradually faded away in the gaze of everyone, but she still maintained her calmness and elegance.

Qian Renxue's footsteps echoed in the spirit fighting arena, and every step seemed so firm and powerful.

Her eyes were always as calm as water, and she did not show the slightest joy because of her victory. To her, this seemed to be just an ordinary battle, and victory was just a small episode in her life.

Looking at the chic and domineering back of the blonde masked girl Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing's lips trembled as he fell on the ring and expressed his doubts.

"Team Xue'er, she is a team by herself, but who is this Xue'er?"

Her voice was filled with undeniable shock and admiration.

In her opinion, this blond girl is not only a powerful opponent, but also a mysterious existence that is impossible to understand.

As the host finished speaking, the old bachelor Flanders' body trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white from excessive exertion.

He felt as if his heart was being held tightly by an invisible hand, and every beat brought tearing pain. He couldn't accept such a result. His three hundred thousand gold soul coins were wasted in a battle.

Suddenly, Flender's old face twitched, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the useless Xiaogang next to him.

Flanders held Xiao Gang's arm tightly, his voice trembling with excitement: "Xiao Gang, what should I do? What should I do? My three hundred thousand gold soul coins..."