Chapter 446: Two more Title Douluo! (5)

Tang San could see another slight wound on Yan's body, obviously not caused by him just now.
It should be caused by the opening of September 1st.
‘I’m so lucky. ’
Tang San said inwardly.
The strength of the three people of this golden generation is unexpectedly strong. If they hadn't been wounded on September 1 in the morning, their injuries would never be cured, and they would not have any chance.
But then I think about it, all the moves that should be used today are all used up, what should I do tomorrow?
Originally, Tang San's plan today was to only use the seven-person fusion technique. He wanted to make a quick battle, but he didn’t expect that the three opponents possessed the martial spirit fusion technique, which forced him to fight hard. After a long time, he still used it. Eight Spider Lances. Let's forget the Eight Spider Lances, I didn't expect that the other party would still have the biggest hole card, soul bone spirit ability!
If it weren't for the last inspiration, grabbing the Eight Spider Lance fragments on the ground and using two hidden weapon techniques to hit the three people who had recovered part of their strength, they would definitely lose today.
To relieve the toxins on the three of them, Tang San walked back and reunited with everyone.
Just a little silent.
Today's battle was beyond their expectations.
A dangerous and dangerous victory.
But everyone has a question in their mind, what should I do tomorrow?
"Tomorrow's battle, in fact, I have a way."
When the seven walked down the square, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly said.
Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Wang Feng was also stunned, why? What do you want to do?
Every time Zhu Zhuqing thought, Wang Feng's scalp numb.
"any solution?"
Zhu Zhuqing continued, "Think about it, what is the approximate level of the strength of September 1st?"
Tang San thought for a while and said, "You should have a strength of about 70 at the start, otherwise, he would not be able to defeat so many teams so easily. He can also defeat the Golden Generation three in the morning. These three are fifty-five. Level, but the single-player combat power is definitely at level sixty."
Everyone nodded.
"If you add his hidden strength, it should be above level 70," Dai Mubai said.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently and said:
"But, have you ever thought about it? Are there any soul masters under twenty-five years old and above seventieth level? There are three in the Golden Generation, but they are around twenty-two years old. A forty-fifth level soul master is unwilling to disclose Looks, but possesses strength far beyond that of peers. Is this possible?"
Everyone was taken aback.
"I suspect... he is reluctant to reveal his face, most likely because he is over twenty-five years old. Maybe he used some special method to evade the test enough."
Zhu Zhuqing thought, "If we can take off his mask tomorrow, maybe he will be disqualified from the game... we will win."
Wang Feng: "..."
What a clever ghost. Don't say it, it really is.
"Yes, yes, what Zhu Qing said makes sense, I think this September 1 is too weird!"
Ning Rongrong also said, "He meant he was too ugly, and he was afraid of scaring the Pope, which was obviously an excuse. The Pope is in the way of everyone, so he can't say much. But we can always take off his mask during the game. Seeing how sacred he is, maybe he is still a smelly old man."
Wang Feng: "..."
Haha, sorry, I have heard your tactics.
Want to take off my mask, no way.
Do you want to be the same last time?
"It shouldn't be so easy...can any of you get close to him?"
Tang San hesitated, "Also, that senior six-ringed soul emperor is a friend of the master, so we can do that. But the opening of September 1 has nothing to do with us, and we will never leave it alone."
Hearing this, everyone was silent.
Yes, they dared to do that when they were in the sunset forest because the senior six-ringed soul emperor was a friend invited by the master.
It will not hurt them.
But this one is not necessarily open.
Wang Feng secretly said in his heart, that's right.
Tomorrow a good fight, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, he doesn't need spirit bones anyway.
In this way, the group was silent, and Wang Feng used Jinlian to completely heal Tang San's injury, and then went back to rest.
the next day.
The final game will also determine the true champion.
Today's weather is still exceptionally good. After waking up overnight, Wang Feng put on a black robe and a white mask again, and walked up the steps leading to the Papal Palace.
In fact, regardless of whether Wang Feng loses or wins, he will be able to enter the Papal Palace and check in.
The previous games were outside the Pope’s Palace, but Wang Feng was always paying attention to Xiao Wu, a little worried that her lovesick heart-broken red would fall off inadvertently, and it wouldn’t be good if anything happened then. Even if Wang Feng knew that Tang Hao should be hiding in this papal hall, Wang Feng really didn't notice any aura.
As for whether his identity is exposed or not, it depends on how much strength Tang San can use.
In fact, as long as Tang San and the others were able to use their second-level strength, it would be easy to guess it, and it would be even easier if they used it again.
However, when he walked up the steps, Wang Feng had a faint feeling in his heart.
‘It stands to reason that the original plot has changed a lot because of my appearance. Xiao Wu’s identity shouldn’t be exposed, right? ’
Wang Feng thought for a while.
Thinking of this, Wang Feng was still a little excited. Xiao Wu's identity was not revealed, so many of the plots that followed would be changed because of him.
Some sense of accomplishment is broken.
On the square outside the Pope’s Palace ~EbookFREE.me~ as the finals of the final match, Bibi Dong's face was a bit ugly, but there was nothing to say.
Regardless of the two teams, whoever loses or wins has nothing to do with their Wuhun Palace.
In addition to yesterday’s people, Hu Liena was also watching quietly behind Bibi Dong. After the game, she would ask about the nine-one game about how he broke his ten thousand years of soul ability in the single player battle yesterday. of?
Above the square.
"Hey... it seems that there are two more Title Douluos."
Suddenly, Wang Feng looked at the spectator seat, startled.
Originally there were only Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Sword Douluo.
But there were two more seats, and a Title Douluo with a gold robe and a jeweled dress on his chest was also sitting.
But the aura was slightly weaker than Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
These two titled Douluos gave Wang Feng a bad feeling.
But after thinking about it, as long as Xiao Wu's identity is not revealed, logically speaking, there should be no problems.
At this time, Wang Feng walked onto the square. At the same time, the Shrek Seven Devils, who had been resting for a night, also officially walked onto the square.
The confrontation between the two parties made Wang Feng vaguely return to the scene of the first fight with the Shrek Seven Devils two years ago.
It's just that the current him, he was completely different two years ago.
Similarly, Tang San and the others were completely different from two years ago.
Tang San’s injury, logically speaking, did not recover well in one day, and it would take at least a few days for the broken Eight Spider Lances to be completely repaired.
However, Wang Feng used Jinlian to recover for him last night.
Therefore, there is no difference between the Seven Shrek Monsters and yesterday, they are truly in full condition.
"Prepare for the game, the two spirits will be released!"
With the cardinal's order, the game started!
In the evening...
(End of this chapter)