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Chapter 154 The title of eight monsters

Chapter 154 The Title of the Eight Monsters

As soon as he finished speaking, Oscar's spirit was shaken, and he immediately stared affectionately at Dai Mubai: "Boss Dai, we are both soul masters in our thirties now. Do you still remember the promise made in Shrek Academy?"

Dai Mubai: "..."

The goosebumps on his arms wrinkled, and he rubbed his arms coldly: "Okay, okay, I got it, I didn't forget what I said before about forming a team with you."

"Boss Dai, from today on, I will be your exclusive assistant!" Oscar opened his arms towards Dai Mubai, wanting to hug him - forget it, his thighs are still sitting on the ground, it's a bit narrow and hard to hug, so let's give him a hug.

A big hug.

"Hey! Xiao Ao, please be normal!"

Oscar's hug was not a hug, because Dai Mubai stretched out his hands to hold him back.

There is no level system for two-on-two fighting souls. Instead, they are matched according to the points level of the fighting soul badge. Therefore, they can also match if they skip a level, but the maximum level is 10 levels. If the difference between the team spirit masters is greater than 10 levels, then

Team matching will be automatically performed based on the level of the team with the highest soul power.

"Suisui, how about we play two versus two soul fighting together?" Seeing that one of the assistants had found a home, Xiao Wu immediately looked at Tang Sui who was sitting next to him.

Tang Sui rolled his eyes: "Then Sister Xiaowu must protect me!"

Xiao Wu suddenly felt that a responsibility fell on her shoulders. She slightly raised her chin towards Tang San and said boldly: "Of course!"

Look, the most reliable one is my sister!

Tang San, who originally wanted to form a team with Tang Sui, took a step slower, and now looked at Xiao Wu's complacent expression, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Rongrong, how about I form a team with you?"

The second assistant was also snatched away. Ma Hongjun suddenly looked at Ning Rongrong nervously, looking at her eagerly, full of desire: "I promise that I will never let the enemy get even half a step closer to you!"

Ning Rongrong blinked, then moved her position, getting close to Zhu Zhuqing beside her, holding her arm intimately, with a sly smile on her fair and delicate face: "Eight sisters, let's get together~"

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing nodded calmly.

With the previous master's discussion in order of age, they were jokingly called Xiaoer, Xiaosan, Xiaosi according to the order of battle at first. Later, as time passed, the relationship between the eight of them became much closer, and they willingly called them Xiaoer, Xiaosan and Xiaosi according to their age.

The ranking refers to each of them as brothers and sisters.

Rejected, Ma Hongjun immediately lowered his head, walked to Tang San's side, and patted Tang San's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't be sad, Xiao San, we are also the ones left behind. I will definitely support you brother."

I am bound to you and will never be separated."

Tang San:"......"

Laughter broke out everywhere, and the originally solemn atmosphere in the room was amused by Ma Hongjun's tricks, making the atmosphere more harmonious.

The master looked at the children with a slightly stiff smile on his lips. After they all laughed, he cleared his throat and took out eight pictures with special effects from his soul guide bracelet.

Silver mask: "You each have one of these masks and wear them during the soul fight. At the same time, try to speak as little as possible when on stage, and don't let your opponents know your age."

The style of the silver mask held in the master's hand is familiar to everyone. It is the logo of Shrek's monster image.

The masks of the eight people are exactly the same, and there is no difference between good-looking and bad-looking ones.

After looking at each person holding a mask, the master continued: "In addition, I have also given each of you a nickname. In the future, you will use each other's nicknames in battles, and never reveal your own name."

"Nickname?" Oscar's ears stood up. Tang Sui didn't fiddle with the mask in his hand, but stared at it with curiosity.

The master nodded, "Mubai's nickname is his original martial soul, White Tiger with Evil Eyes. Yours is still your sausage specialty. As for mistress, I think it's better to call him Thousand-Armed Silver Grass."

As soon as Tang San's nickname was announced, Xiao Wu was the first to raise a flag of opposition: "Master, this name is too vulgar! Can you change it to another one?"

The master choked and looked at Xiao Wu: "Then tell me which name you think is suitable."

He also knew that he did not have the talent for naming names, so he felt it would be better to give the ball back to these protagonists.

When Oscar heard this, he glanced at Tang Sui, who was sitting next to Xiao Wu, and then at Tang San, who looked indulgent. An idea flashed in his mind: "I think it's better to call him Thousand Hands Shura!"

As soon as the name came out, Dai Mubai nodded without thinking: "I'm optimistic. Xiaosan usually looks calm and collected, but when he steps on the bottom line, he seems to be...a different person."

When he said the last few words, Dai Mubai's expression suddenly became strange.

"This is a good name, I have no problem with it!"

Others also agreed with Dai Mubai's words.

Tang Sui, who was quietly glanced at: 0v0

The master also felt that what Dai Mubai said was very reasonable.

"Then Thousand-Armed Shura."

Tang San's nickname has been chosen, and it's Tang Sui's turn next.

"As for Suisui..."

"Childish face and various features."

———Digression————

Hey, I also saw Mo Li’s comment yesterday. Oh my goodness, there was a cutie who analyzed it exactly as Mo Li thought. Moreover, his childish face and complexion are really cool in Wuhu.

ps: The rules of the Great Soul Fighting Arena are not mentioned in detail. I will just point them out here. No research is needed. If there are any discrepancies, they are all private!
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