Chapter 572: The Dark Tiger Team wins!

Wang Sheng raised the corner of his mouth proudly, patted Oscar on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Now I am also a little monster, isn't it normal to have a dragon soul ring?"

His tone was relaxed, but there was a flash of gratitude in his eyes, and his gaze unconsciously looked at Lu Yu.

Oscar curled his lips, obviously not believing Wang Sheng's "normality"

Rhetoric.

Huang Yuan, who was standing next to him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and recalled his last sparring match with Wang Sheng.

He won by chance at that time, but looking at Wang Sheng's strength now, if they fight again, he, the Soul Sect, will probably suffer a defeat.

Seeing that everyone was discussing heatedly, Lu Yu interrupted and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and take the time to recover your soul power. The next battle will begin soon."

His voice was calm but carried unquestionable authority. Upon hearing it, everyone immediately quieted down, sat cross-legged and began to recover.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji came over and called Lu Yu to a quiet corner. He stared at him with burning eyes and said in a deep voice: "Lu Yu, tell me honestly, what's the matter with Wang Sheng's dragon martial spirit? When I first met him, he didn't have such a thing. The most outstanding spirit ring was only the ten thousand year light lion spirit ring."

He paused, his tone somewhat tentative, "And what about the incident in the Star Dou Great Forest? Is your behavior... related to this?"

Hearing this, Lu Yu smiled slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

He did not answer directly, but said softly: "Teacher Zhao, Wang Sheng's growth depends on his own efforts.

As for the rest, you might as well keep watching, maybe there will be more surprises. "

Zhao Wuji frowned, obviously not satisfied with Lu Yu's answer, but he didn't dare to ask any further questions.

He looked at Lu Yu deeply, turned and left, but he felt more and more that this young man was hiding too many secrets.

Lu Yu stood in the rest area of Shrek Academy. The air was filled with the faint smell of sweat and the fragrance of grass and trees. The noise from the fighting arena in the distance came like a tide.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Zhao Wuji who was walking towards him not far away.

Zhao Wuji has a burly figure and walks steadily, with each step carrying an invisible pressure, like a sleeping giant bear that may burst out with amazing power at any time.

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, as if he had already anticipated this conversation.

"Lu Yu, I have something to talk to you about Wang Sheng."

Zhao Wuji's voice was low and tentative.

He stopped, folded his arms across his chest, and stared straight at Lu Yu's face, trying to glimpse something from that calm expression.

Hearing this, Lu Yu frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows, and smiled lightly. His tone was relaxed but meaningful: "Teacher Zhao, you must have heard some rumors, right? Wang Sheng's results are all due to his own ability. I didn't help him at all."

He paused, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something, and lowered his voice a bit, "There are some things that I think it's better not to say, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

You also know that Shrek Academy is now in the limelight. If it attracts the attention of some powerful people, it will probably be bad for everyone."

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he laughed and patted Lu Yu's shoulder with such force that Lu Yu shook slightly.

"Good boy, you are very cautious! I misunderstood."

He restrained his smile and his tone became serious, "However, Wang Sheng's performance really impressed me.

I'm afraid that Team Thanos will be able to get a good ranking in this fighting arena."

Lu Yu nodded, but his eyes inadvertently swept towards the fighting arena in the distance, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji continued, “Speaking of the rewards in this fighting spirit arena, they are really generous.

The first place winner will get a bottle of soul refining liquid, which is a good thing. It can not only repair most injuries, but also strengthen the martial soul.

The second place gets 300,000 soul coins, and the third place gets 50,000 soul coins.

How about it, are you a little excited? "

Hearing this, Lu Yu curled his lips slightly, revealing a disdainful smile: "Teacher Zhao, do you think these things are worthy of my attention?"

He shook his head, his tone somewhat confident, "However, I still need to trouble you to continue to place bets for me and bet on us to win."

At this point, he paused, looked directly at Zhao Wuji, and a sharp flash in his eyes, "I believe that the first place belongs to us."

Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Looking at your posture, you seem to be full of confidence.

What, are you short of soul coins? Do you want me to lend you some first?"

He said half jokingly, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

Lu Yu waved his hand and said firmly: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Zhao, but I still want to fight for it with my own ability."

He paused, as if he had thought of something, and his tone became low, "Teacher Zhao, with your strength, if you go to the depths of 18,000 feet in the Star Dou Great Forest, how confident are you?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wuji's expression changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Lu Yu, do you know what the 18,000-foot-tall Star Forest means? That is a place that even Soul Douluo dares not to set foot in easily.

Although I have some strength, I am just an ordinary soul master after all.

If you go to that kind of place, you will probably have to pay a heavy price, or even... lose your life."

He paused, staring at Lu Yu, "Why are you asking this? What's your plan?"

Lu Yu's expression also became solemn, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He did not answer directly, but shook his head gently: "I will tell you in detail when I have the chance."

He paused, his tone firm, “However, I must get the first place in the fighting spirit arena.

If necessary, I hope to ask a strong person to help."

Zhao Wuji frowned and said in a deep voice: "Lu Yu, what on earth are you planning? Eighteen thousand feet is no joke.

If I really want to go, I can't do it alone. At least three Soul Fighters must work together to have some hope.

but……"

He paused, his eyes deep, "If you can win the first place in the fighting arena, maybe I can help you invite the right person."

When Lu Yu heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Teacher Zhao.

I am determined to win first place."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the rest area, his back straight but with a hint of inexplicable heaviness.

Zhao Wuji stood there, looking at Lu Yu's receding back with complicated eyes and a frown on his face.

Liu Erlong, who was standing next to him, came over and whispered, "Old Zhao, this kid seems to be hiding some secrets. I feel like things are not that simple."

Zhao Wuji nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this kid... is not simple."

The noise in the rest area gradually brought Lu Yu back to his senses.

The referee of the fighting arena announced loudly: "The next game is between the Dark Tiger Team and the Haotian Team!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the venue was instantly ignited, and cheers from the audience swept in like a wave.

Lu Yu turned his gaze to the center of the fighting arena, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

At the exit, members of the Dark Tiger Team slowly appeared.

Dai Mubai took the lead, with steady steps and a rebellious light in his eyes.

His golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight, like a real white tiger, emitting an invisible aura of oppression.

Tang San followed closely behind, his face calm but with a deep sharpness hidden in his eyes.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar and others followed closely behind, each of them exuding the unique aura of a soul master.

On the opposite side, Su Qian, the captain of the Haotian team, walked out.

She was tall, with an ice-blue dress that outlined her graceful figure, and there was a hint of arrogance in her eyes.

Her martial soul is an ice raccoon, with a soul power level of forty-nine, just one step away from becoming a soul king.

The players behind him were equally impressive, each of them was at the Soul Master level, and the lineup was quite powerful.

As soon as the game started, Dai Mubai took the lead in launching an attack.

He let out a low roar, and his martial spirit, the White Tiger, instantly possessed him. A burst of golden light burst out around his body, and he seemed to have transformed into a roaring tiger.

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation's soul skill was released instantly. His muscles suddenly swelled, his strength surged, and he rushed straight towards the Haotian team with an overwhelming momentum.

Su Qian's expression changed slightly, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

She didn't expect Dai Mubai's strength to be so terrifying, far beyond the previous rumors.

She gave a delicate cry, and her martial spirit, the Ice Fox, instantly appeared, with an ice-blue light rising into the sky behind her.

Her fourth soul skill "Devouring Killing"

It moved instantly, the figure of the Ice Lizard became blurred, its speed increased dramatically, and it turned into a blue stream of light and rushed straight towards Dai Mubai.

"boom!"

The two men's attacks collided in the center of the fighting arena, the ground shook violently, and dust flew up.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation was incredibly powerful, and each punch was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air. However, Su Qian's Ice Beaver was known for its speed, and she nimbly dodged Dai Mubai's attacks while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

As the two men fought, the aftermath of the collision of soul power caused the entire fighting arena to tremble slightly, and the cheers from the audience grew louder and louder.

On the other side, the six people led by Tang San also launched an offensive.

Tang San stood in the center of the team, his eyes as calm as water. He raised his hands slightly, and countless blue silver grass broke out from the ground, like spirit snakes, and coiled around the members of the Haotian team.

His control over the Blue Silver Grass was perfect, and the precision of his entanglement was hard to defend against. Two members of the Haotian team were trapped in an instant, unable to move.

"Xuanyu Hand!"

Tang San let out a low shout, his hands glowing with a layer of translucent jade light, and hidden weapons shot out like a rainstorm.

Although his soul power is only at the Soul Master level, with the combination of the Mysterious Jade Hand and the hidden weapon technique, the power he unleashed is so powerful that even the Soul Sect is afraid of it.

With a few whooshing sounds, three hidden weapons accurately hit the vital points of the three members of the Haotian team, directly eliminating them from the game.

The members of the Haotian team tried to fight back, but facing the double suppression of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and hidden weapons, they were simply unable to turn the tables.

The battle between Dai Mubai and Su Qian gradually came to an end. The continuous explosive power of the White Tiger King Kong Transformation gradually made Su Qian exhausted. Although her Ice Fox had amazing speed, it was ultimately unable to withstand the absolute power.

In the end, as Su Qian was knocked out of the arena by Dai Mubai's punch, the Haotian team was completely wiped out and the Minghu team won with an overwhelming advantage.

Thunderous applause broke out from the audience, and the referee announced loudly: "The Dark Tiger Team wins!"

After the game, the members of the Dark Tiger Team returned to the rest area, each with the joy of victory on their faces.

Dai Mubai wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his eyes fell on Tang San.

He frowned and couldn't help asking, "Xiao San, you hit me a little hard today, it's different from usual.

Is there something wrong? "

Hearing this, Tang San stopped sorting his clothes, his eyes sank slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I need the first place reward, that bottle of soul refining liquid."

There was an imperceptible heaviness in his voice, as if he was carrying some unspeakable pressure.

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, then he patted his chest and laughed, "Don't worry, Xiaosan, the first place will definitely be ours, no one can take it away!"

His heroic look made the teammates around him laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more relaxed.

Lu Yu stood at the edge of the fighting arena, his eyes as calm as water, but the discussions from the audience seats echoed in his ears.

The noise outside the arena surged like a tide, and someone could vaguely hear Tang San's name mentioned, with awe and confusion in the tone.

Huang Yuan stood beside him, his brows furrowed, his hands folded across his chest, his eyes occasionally glancing at the Shrek team that were warming up not far away.

His expression was somewhat complicated, and he whispered to Wang Sheng beside him: "Do you feel that Tang San has been too ruthless in these few games? Every move is like a life-and-death battle, and he wants to knock his opponent down with one blow.

Although this game is important, it’s not a fight to the death, right? I feel like something is wrong.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng touched his chin, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He had fought with Tang San before and had some understanding of Tang San's strength, so he nodded and said, "You are right.

This guy Tang San is really very capable, and his improvement in recent years has been even more terrifying.

When I didn't activate my soul skills, I had no chance of winning against him.

His methods were too strange, and those hidden weapons were particularly powerful and hard to defend against.

We have to remind our teammates to be careful when they encounter the Shrek team."

His voice was low and a little wary, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Lu Yu, as if waiting for his opinion.

Lu Yu stood aside, listening to their conversation silently, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was lost in some deep thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the soul guide at his waist, the rhythm slow and regular, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

After a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice low but with a hint of certainty: "Tang San's urgency may be related to the Soul Refining Liquid."

After hearing these words, Huang Yuan and Wang Sheng were both stunned and turned to look at him.

Lu Yu didn't look at them, his eyes were still fixed on the distance, his tone was calm but revealed a bit of deep meaning: "The soul refining liquid is useless to Tang San, but Yu Xiaogang beside him... You also know that in Douluo Continent, the soul power level is the foundation.

Tang San is working so hard, probably to help Yu Xiaogang improve his strength.

Let's not worry too much, the next battle is the key, let's get ready. "