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Chapter 90 Flender Cried

Zhao Ming and Ning Rongrong left the Soul Fighting Platform, and the audience on the stage realized.

"I'm not right, right?"

"I haven't seen it clearly yet."

"I said, was it wrong for the Great Soul Fighting Arena? I let a Soul King come in? I'm afraid that only the Soul King can do this without releasing the martial soul. One of the middle-aged men said in disbelief.

He just suppressed Yunfei's combination of two thousand golden soul coins, but now it's gone?

No, there must be something wrong with this battle!

"I protest, there's something wrong with this game."

For those gamblers who put all their belongings on the Yunlong combination, they also started to make excuses when they heard this voice. They didn't believe that how quickly the two soul masters would lose? This was completely beyond their tolerance.

In less than half a minute, all their belongings were gone.

No one can stand this.

Yes, when they just heard that there was a great soul master in the Invincible Group, while the game did not start, too many people rushed to defeat the Yunfei group. Because they thought that the two soul masters defeated a team like a great soul master, they were red because they didn't think that the Invincible Group would have any chance of winning from the beginning.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Silent." At this time, the host of the Eighth Soul Fighting Platform also reacted, took a deep look at the direction where Zhao Ming and the others left, and then shouted coldly:

"All soul masters who come to participate in the fighting soul will undergo professional testing. There is no problem with the cultivation of the two soul masters in the Invincible Combination. And you just saw it clearly. Is it possible to practice to become a soul king at the age of that soul master?"

"If there are any people who make excuses below, they will be regarded as a provocation to our Great Soul Fighting Platform." The host's strength is naturally not weak, and with the power of the sound of soul power mixed with the sound of soul power, the field calmed down again.

In fact, they also knew in their hearts that at the age of the invincible team members, it was impossible for them to happen as they imagined, but they just couldn't think about it. Or they were unwilling to accept reality.

Of course, some people have won the money.

Many people thought about seeing the super high odds and bet on Zhao Ming and the others.

Among them, Flander smiled the most.

Yes, he did not leave the Soto City Arena. Instead, he kept betting on Shrek's cadets.

Zhao Ming was his focus. When he saw Zhao Ming taking Ning Rongrong to register a two-on-two combination, he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make money.

With Ning Rongrong, a great soul master, it is impossible for a normal person to bet on Zhao Ming as long as he is not a lunatic. Only some people who dare to bet on Zhao Ming were broken and there was not much money at all. He bet on Zhao Ming three thousand gold soul coins, which was already all his possessions.

He still feels a little regretful now.

If he had thought of Zhao Minghui and Ning Rongrong teaming up to create such a huge odds, he would have borrowed all the money from Zhao Wuji and the others.

But people should not be too greedy. This time, apart from the money he had to pay for the Great Soul Fighting Arena, he would be enough to get 50,000 gold soul coins.

Fifty thousand gold soul coins.

When he thought of having so much money, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Dean Flander, why are you here?" Just as Flander was smiling from ear to ear, Zhao Ming walked over.

After walking off the soul fighting platform, Zhao Ming knew that he had missed something when he heard the crying father and mother.

That's gambling.

Originally, Zhao Ming was a little upset, after all, their strength was exposed after today, and even if they bet again, they would not make much money. After all, this kind of bet is just a suspense.

In the future, there is no suspense that they will win, and only fools will beg them to lose.

But when he saw Flander, he knew that this time he would not return empty-handed.

"Of course I'm gambled,,,," thought he was an acquaintance, Fland turned around happily, and before he could finish his words, he could no longer speak.

The smile on his face also solidified, and he was a little proud just now.

Now that students are seeing themselves gambling, this image is not good.

"Ahem, I'm watching your two-on-two duel. I just watched it. Zhao Ming, you performed well. But Rongrong, your performance is not good. As an auxiliary soul master, you are actually distracted on the soul fighting platform. If you are on the battlefield, then you will be dead?" Who is Flander? He is so smart. He found a speech after a turn of his mind.

As expected, Ning Rongrong, who was not well-versed in the world, suddenly changed his face when Flander said this seriously.

If you meet someone else, maybe it will be over like this.

But Zhao Ming is an old fry.

He came to Flander not to contact him.

That's what comes to blackmail.

"Ahem, I'll say to Dean. I can understand you who came to our competition. But Dean, you seem to be a place to place bets." Zhao Ming, unlike a novice like Ning Rongrong, asked directly.

"How is it possible? I just came from the one-on-one soul fighting area and happened to pass by here." Flander said righteously, and pointed to the No. 7 soul fighting area. Because the place where the bet was placed was in the middle of the two soul fighting areas, Zhao Wuji said so.

"Oh, but why do you have a yellow sign in your hand? It's the same as the ones of their people." Zhao Ming pointed to the group of gamblers. At this time, a new round of fighting spirits began again, and they surrounded them again. They also held a yellow sign in their hand.

"No. 6, let's see, wow, I won a lot." Zhao Ming smiled.

"Ahem." Flander smiled embarrassedly, "I'm not thinking about earning you some food expenses?"

"Oh, so that's how it is." Zhao Ming suddenly realized, walked to Flander and whispered: "I don't see anything forty thousand yuan."

"Puff." Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Flander couldn't help but want to spit out a mouthful of old blood. A total of 50,000 yuan was enough for him to get 40,000 yuan, which was more than robbery. However, how could Flander be intimidated by a student? What else could he do if he didn't give it to Zhao Ming?

"Director. If you let Sect Master Ning know about the daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect play and make money, what if you let Sect Master Ning know? By the way, there seem to be two titled Douluo in the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. If they know about it, it would be amazing." Ning Zhaoming said with a smile.

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Flander's smile froze.

Didn’t he just make a simple bet? Why does it feel something is wrong if it is put in another way?

What kind of force is the Seven Treasures Glazed Lith Sect? He could crush him to death if he turned over. He sent Ning Rongrong to the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and they might not say anything. But he also bets that nature is different.

"Ahem. Wuwu." Flander whispered, stretching out five fingers to Zhao Ming as he spoke.

"Director, this is just the money that should be given to Rongrong. What about mine? I felt uncomfortable when I saw my beloved dean taking it to make money by myself." Zhao Ming looked at Flander's solemn expression and smiled slightly.

"Zhao Ming, Dean Flander, what are you doing?" Ning Rongrong blinked her beautiful big eyes, "By the way, I just heard that Dean Flander seemed to be gambling with us? Dad and the others were reluctant to let me come to the Soul Fighting Arena."

"Forty thousand, the deal is completed." Flander was startled when he heard Ning Rongrong's words and quickly said to Zhao Ming. He didn't want Ning Fengzhi to know about this.

After receiving Flander's reply, Zhao Ming began to cleanse Flander.

"Rongrong, how can you say that? Dean Flander worked hard for the college's funds. This time, it was just because the college's funds were too short, so he came up with this bad plan." Zhao Ming patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Now that you have enough money, the dean decided to take out 5,000 Golden Soul Coins to improve the food for our college. Right, Dean?"

Hearing Zhao Ming's later words, the "kind" smile on Flander's face disappeared again.

Five thousand?

Will I spend another five thousand?

Why don't you spend your own money?

Flander instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ning Rongrong's expectant eyes, he couldn't say anything to refuse. He vomited blood in his heart, but he still pretended to be kind and said, "Of course, I, Flander, said the same thing."

"Hehe, I knew the dean was not that kind of person." Ning Rongrong said in a sweet voice.

Wait until Zhao Ming and Ning Rongrong go away,

The smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and Flander collapsed.
Chapter completed!
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