Oscar and Dai Mubai are a group.
A group of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
And, Ma Hongjun is a team.
After dividing the team, the master took out seven masks that had already been prepared from his soul guide bracelet.
The appearance of the mask is familiar to everyone, and it is the symbol of Shrek Academy.
Although the mask craftsmanship is general, it fits perfectly with the face.
Belongs to tailor-made.
"When you participated in the team battle, you all named as the Shrek Seven Monsters. When participating in your respective soul fighting, I thought of a title for each of you." The master said lightly.
Everyone understood what the master meant, and they were all still young.
Tang San and Xiao Wu reached the 30th level of souls like this at the age of twelve.
It is also shocking to take out one and put it in the soul master world.
If once famous, Wuhundian must be the first to come.
Unlike Yu Tianxuan, he was backed by the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, no one dared to move him.
The master said: "Mubai will use his original Evil Eyed White Tiger. Oscar is called Sausage Monopoly. As for Xiaosan, it's called Qianshou Yincao, how about?"
"This one doesn't sound good, let's change it." Xiao Wu said first: "I don't pull the wind at all, Silver Grass is too bad to hear."
"Then you guys, what should it be called?" the master asked.
Dai Mubai dragged his chin with his right hand, and slowly analyzed, "Even though Xiaosan looks honest, he is really going to be mad, heavier than any of us."
"I think it's better to call Thousand Hands Shura. Shura means to kill the devil, and it can give opponents a certain deterrent."
The master looked at Tang San and said, "What do you mean by yourself?"
"I don't care, teacher, please decide." Tang San said.
The master nodded with a smile.
For his disciple, the master has always been extremely satisfied.
"Then call Thousand Hands Shura, Ma Hongjun, you are called Evil Fire Phoenix." The master said.
Ma Hongjun smiled: "Thank you, Master, this is good, how can I say we are also a phoenix."
"Well, it's Phoenix, but I think it's better to call Goulan Phoenix." Oscar laughed.
Ma Hongjun was angry when he heard it: "Xiao Ao, did you deliberately tear down the stage?"
Xiao Wu approached the master and deliberately put on a pathetic look.
"Master, what is my name? You have to make me something nice~"
"You use soft skills, your whole body is weak and boneless, and your martial spirit is a rabbit with charm soul skills, so why not call it soft bone charm rabbit." The master smiled.
"Sounds pretty good." Xiao Wu suddenly smiled happily.
"Rong Rong is called Qibao Liuli. There is nothing better to describe you than Qibao Liuli. Zhu Zhuqing uses her martial spirit ghost cat as the most suitable." The master said.
Finally decided, the name of the seven monsters.
Evil Eye White Tiger: Dai Mubai
Sausage Monopoly: Oscar
Thousand Hands Shura: Tang San
Evil Fire Phoenix: Ma Hongjun
Qibao Liuli: Ning Rongrong
Ghost Cat: Zhu Zhuqing
After choosing the title, everyone returned to their room, and soon, the night passed.
.......
The next day, night.
As night falls, the entrusted battlefield repeats the excitement every night.
The bustling crowd began to gather here from all directions.
At this time, the time to start routine soul fighting in the Great Fighting Arena was very close.
Soon, one-on-one and two-on-two peripheral battles will begin.
The most exciting team battle will begin when these two fighting spirits are over.
At this moment, a ten-man team attracted the attention of those who were preparing to enter the Great Arena.
Because, seven of these ten people wear the same mask.
Although the mask is the same, the clothes on the body are different, some are gorgeous and some are simple.
This group of people are all Shrek.
And just as everyone in Shrek was preparing to sign up, there was a riot in the rear!
"It's Ghost Face Raksha!!"
"Let's go in quickly, these guys are the masters of murder in the arena!"
"Brother, hurry up, your first time here, it's best not to provoke these people."
"Why, Soto City can't manage these people?"
"Of course Soto City can manage it. They still don't have the ability to kill people in the street, but this group of people play yin!"
"This group of people can use whatever means. If they want to shame you behind their backs, you will never see the sun tomorrow!"
"Anyway, you listen to me, brother, let's go in and try not to provoke them."
Seeing the rapid surging of people, Oscar quickly grabbed a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man turned his head in horror, but he was relieved when he saw Oscar.
"Why are you pulling me?" the middle-aged man asked reproachfully.
"No, uncle, don't I just pull you, as to be so scared?" Oscar asked puzzled.
"I thought it was that group of people, you guys are watching face to face, don't you come here often?" the uncle asked.
The master beckoned to Oscar and took the initiative to approach the middle-aged man.
"Hello, can you tell us what is going on here?"
The middle-aged man looked at the master with a gentle face, and gestured at several of them.
"This is not the place to talk. What do you want to ask? Let's talk over there."
Everyone in Shrek looked at each other, and then followed the middle-aged man to a shady spot.
"Can you talk about it here? This gentleman?" the master asked.
The middle-aged man swept around, and saw that no one could speak at ease.
"Three months ago, a man in black who claimed to be a ghost face Raksha came to Soto's Arena of Souls. There were four people in their party. At first, everyone didn't take it seriously." The middle-aged man said here, his voice A meal.
"However, when these guys really walked into the arena of the soul, they abandoned their pretense!"
"They are simply not human! Not only are these people powerful, but their martial arts are even more strange. The opponents they often encounter will be ruthlessly killed by them!"
"It's not the most important thing. After this group of people killed people, they destroyed the corpses. It was simply too cruel and inhuman!" The middle-aged man still looked scared when he said.
"Then how can they come to the Arena of Souls? Didn't the Arena of Souls stop them?" Oscar asked puzzled.
"It's stopped, but it can't be stopped at all. It's just that some people like to watch them abuse and kill opponents like this! Those rich people always throw money on them!" the middle-aged man said angrily.
The master frowned.
There is always a kind of anxiety in his heart, "Can you tell me about the martial arts of these people?"
The middle-aged man was embarrassed, "For this,..."
The master took out a gold soul coin from the soul guide and quietly passed it into the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man quietly took the gold coins, nodded and said, "I can't see them all, so I can only talk about a few of them."
