After the master finished speaking, he left directly - if Han Feng was not wrong, the master should have gone to study several other soul fighting teams in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Because the master asked them to form a team by themselves, Tang San and Xiao Wu naturally stood together, and the three-and-five combination appeared again.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Han Feng, sighed weakly, walked to Zhu Zhuqing, hugged Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and said sweetly: "Zhuqing! Let's form a team of two! Don't be with their stinky men!"

"Um..."

Zhu Zhuqing is the most indifferent one. As long as it is not Dai Mubai, everything else can be done. Ning Rongrong took the initiative to invite her, so naturally there is no reason to refuse.

Dai Mubai, who was still hesitating, suddenly turned pale, and he looked helplessly at the back of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong leaving together, and glared at Ning Rongrong fiercely - He agreed to help each other, why did you kidnap the person first?

Ning Rongrong didn't look back at all, so naturally he didn't see Dai Mubai's expression.

Even if Ning Rongrong saw it, he probably wouldn't pay attention - so what if she fulfilled Dai Mubai? Zhuqing now wouldn't be able to agree to Dai Mubai's team, and Oscar and Ma Hongjun were unlikely. The most likely one would be with Han Feng's team. Everyone would feel uncomfortable at that time. Who would make Zhu Zhuqing and Han Feng careless?

"Hehe! Someone still calls himself a love saint! You've capsized!"

At this time, Ma Hongjun floated over at some point, holding a smile on his lips, looking at Dai Mubai teasingly, and said with some meaning.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and stayed with Han Feng for a long time, and his mouth became vicious: "You should worry about yourself first! Now everyone present is the Soul Lord, you are the only one who is the great soul master, and you are still so embarrassed to laugh here!?"

As expected, after hearing Dai Mubai's statement, Ma Hongjun's fat face collapsed.

There is no way, this is the rule of the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Now among the eight Shreks, there are five soul masters and three great soul masters. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are in the same group, but he is the only one left?

"Pang Master, I am the tycoon of the Great Soul Master alone, you are envious!"

If he loses, he will not lose. Ma Hongjun shouts with his neck, but no matter how he listens, he seems to be inconvenient.

Dai Mubai just said coldly and did not expose Ma Hongjun. His disdainful eyes were enough to hurt people.

"Hehe..." At this time, a flattering laughter sounded, and Oscar looked at Han Feng and Dai Mubai with a flattering look: "Two brothers, who would you like to take me with me?"

Compared to Ma Hongjun, Oscar has a bigger problem. Oscar has a clear understanding of himself. As an auxiliary soul master, he can give up on personal battles. Team battles seem to be very difficult now. If you want to get enough points, you can only rely on two-person battles.

Now, Tang San, one of the three giants, has already abandoned Xiao Wu, and there is no reason why Oscar is not to be flattered?

"You are normal! I'm disgusting!"

The Oscar was almost pressed on his face, and Han Feng pushed Oscar away with anger, looking disgusted.

Oscar immediately showed an injured expression, as if the bullied little wife...

"Han Feng is a defensive soul master, just join me!" Dai Mubai pondered for a while, and finally let Oscar join him.

Dai Mubai was right. Han Feng showed his strength on the surface, and even his attack methods were not weak. But after all, he was a defensive soul master. If he was in the same group as Oscars, his flaw would be too great.

Han Feng also shrugged, saying that he had no objection.

Oscar was very happy. He didn't care. Han Feng or Dai Mubai could do it. As long as someone was willing to take him, he would be satisfied.

Ma Hongjun, who was a bad friend, glanced at Oscar's happy expression, couldn't help but let out a cold voice, and murmured with a sore voice: "Haha! Boss Dai is really hard! With you, what's the difference between letting Boss Dai play on the field alone?"

"Fatty! What did you say!?"

Oscar has already broken through the Soul Lord and his hearing has improved greatly. Naturally, he heard Ma Hongjun's words. In a rage, he jumped onto Ma Hongjun and started fighting with Ma Hongjun.

"Are I wrong about what I said? I formed a team with you a few months ago, and you almost killed me!" Ma Hongjun refused to give in and did not use his soul power. He and Oscar were like two gangsters, rolling around on the ground.

"That's your own food! How can you compare with Boss Dai?"

"Wow!? I'm starting to lick it now? That's not what you said two days ago!"

"Fatty man! Sooner or later, I will beat you up with fat!"

"Come on! Whoever is cowards will be the grandson! If Fatty Master can be beaten by you, he will voluntarily take a hunger strike for seven days!"

Han Feng rolled his eyes and refused to participate in the war between the two snatched goods. He waved to Dai Mubai: "Since that's the case, I'll leave first. It seems that I can only fight a personal battle. I'll sign up first!"

"etc!"

What Han Feng didn't expect was that Dai Mubai suddenly called him, his pair of strange eyes were filled with brilliance, staring at Han Feng with a meaningful and said provocatively: "Fengzi... are you interested in gamble again!?"

Dai Mubai was unforgettable to wash socks for Han Feng that month!

When Han Feng heard this, he narrowed his eyes and showed a meaningful smile. He turned around and asked with interest: "What are you betting on?"

"Wash the socks! One month!" Dai Mubai stretched out a finger and grinned.

"Two changes a day! No odor! Hand wash!" Han Feng also grinned and said tacitly.

Dai Mubai's strange eyes flashed with his brilliance. He grabbed Han Feng's hand and shouted: "Document!"

"So what is the content of the bet?" Han Feng looked at Dai Mubai playfully. Dai Mubai was obviously calculating himself, but Han Feng still wanted to see how Dai Mubai wanted to play - if it was really an outrageous gambling method, Han Feng could completely turn against him, and there was no evidence anyway.

"I just reminded me of the fat man's words!" Dai Mubai said excitedly: "I want to form a team with you, and the name is double killing combination!"

Han Feng frowned: "Double Killing Combination?"

"That's right! It's a double killing combination!" Dai Mubai smiled silently: "Let's have a big deal! You and I have to combine, but there can only be one person on the stage. When the soul fighting begins, one of you and I must leave directly and let the other person deal with the two enemies!"

"Interesting..." Han Feng was shocked when he heard this, rubbed his smooth chin, and then asked: "There is no time limit? You must know that if I defend with all my strength, I will be completely confident to persevere for half an hour under the bombardment of the two soul masters!"

"Of course there is a time limit! It's a limit of five minutes, and it's impossible to win in five minutes, so just admit defeat!"

"I understand... Two-on-two battles, you and I can only sign up, and one person can only be on the court. If you can't fight one against two, you will naturally lose!" After Han Feng said that, he was also eager to try...

"That's right! Whoever loses, washes socks, if they win, they will use it shorter. If they lose, they will hold on for a longer time than whoever persists!" Dai Mubai said confidently.

Han Feng nodded: "It's fair!"

In terms of combat power, Han Feng's surface combat power is almost the same as Dai Mubai at this time. Without exposing the external soul bones, if the two really bet, it may depend on luck - if the enemies are both weak, Dai Mubai will naturally take advantage; if the enemies are both strong, Han Feng will take advantage.

"Go a bet!" Han Feng finally made the decision and looked at Dai Mubai and smiled. Both of them had the gleam of winning.

"You two want to form a team? Don't! Don't leave me behind, two brothers!" Oscar and Ma Hongjun heard the conversation between them and stopped making trouble. Oscar even ran to Dai Mubai and cried, snotting and tearing, like a resentful woman who was abandoned all the time!

"Yes... Is there any difference between you two combined and scoring? If the master knows, he will definitely not agree!" Ma Hongjun hesitated, and his fat face was a little distorted.

Hearing the master's name, Dai Mubai frowned, but Han Feng said directly: "It's okay! We are not trying to score points, nor have we planned to combine for a long time. We just want to play on a whim today, and the master won't say anything!"

Han Feng was not afraid, so Dai Mubai naturally would not give up. He grabbed the Oscar and said disgustedly: "Fengzi is right. We are just having fun. I will fight with you in a few days. Don't have a disgusting expression!"
Chapter completed!