Chapter 83: Tang San’s mentality collapsed after eating melon on his own head

This can't help but make Zhao Laosi a little confused.

Did these two people suddenly leave in such a hurry?

Is there something urgent?

He nodded to himself, that's how it should be.

Then, Zhao Laosi saw that there was no one around, and shouted twice in the direction where Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were escaping,

"Two bosses, after watching Soul Fighting tomorrow, if you think it's okay, remember to recommend me to others and give me a good review!"

"My name is Zhao Laosi. I usually stay here."

"If anything happens, just come to me directly."

After saying that, he saw that Yu Xiaogang and Tang San had no reaction at all.

Zhao Laosi immediately shook his head in confusion, and then turned around to look for other candidates.

In their line of work, the main focus is on someone who can pick and read.

If you find the right person, you can get twice the result with half the effort by selling this ticket.

"Otherwise, I, Mr. Zhao, would not have been in the industry for so many years with zero negative reviews and a 100% positive rating."

Zhao Laosi hummed a little tune and left.

He never imagined that he would get a 100% favorable rating.

There will be no more soon.

If there was really something that could be rated, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang would probably give him a bad review directly.

Then add another complaint.

Especially Tang San, whose face was now as green as if he had eaten shit.

You can eat it until you get it on your head, and it’s such an outrageous thing.

Tang San's mentality suddenly collapsed.

What the hell is this?

Martial spirit is shit?

The soul skill is spitting shit?

Is Tang San a Splatoon?

These rumormongers are so shameless for the sake of traffic!

Now Tang San was trembling with anger.

If Yu Xiaogang hadn't pulled him just now.

Tang San really wanted to go back and deal with that Zhao Laosi.

Yu Xiaogang was also quite angry, the reason why he held Tang San back.

That is entirely considering the latter.

Just now, he accidentally felt a trace of soul power fluctuation from Zhao Laosi.

This wave of soul power was much stronger than him.

This explains the man who seemed to be smiling playfully with them.

It is very likely that he is a soul master with a soul power of more than thirty levels, or even higher.

Those who come out to mess around, especially those like ticket dealers.

If you don't have any strength, you really can't do it.

If Tang San really couldn't hold back and took action.

Not only will his identity as "Shrek No. 8" be exposed.

And Tang San would most likely be beaten violently.

As for Yu Xiaogang himself.

Since breaking his arm, his true strength is not even much different from Tang San.

The two of them, master and disciple, can't beat a soul master two against one now.

Now Yu Xiaogang's chest was full of anger, but he couldn't control it.

Is this the propaganda that the person in charge promised himself?

Promote Tang San’s martial spirit as “shit?”

The soul skills are even more excessive, and they are directly promoted as "shit?"

If it had been in the past, he would have dragged Flanders to the person in charge to get an explanation.

After all, the latter is a real level seventy-eight soul saint.

Standing there would be much more effective than a great soul master like him.

But now, Flanders still wants an explanation from him.

Now Yu Xiaogang didn't dare to ask for anything anymore.

Now that Flanders has not kicked the two masters and apprentices out of Shrek Academy, it's a good thing.

"Xiao San, you can play with peace of mind tomorrow night. Have a good rest tonight and recover from your injuries first."

"I will take care of the other things, so don't worry."

Yu Xiaogang put his arms around Tang San's shoulders and comforted the latter with a few words.

Now he can only give verbal comfort.

It depends on whether Tang San can reverse the situation in the next few days.

If there is a clear contrast with the first day, the effect will also be very good.

By then, today's farce will be slowly forgotten by everyone.

Yu Xiaogang thought this way, obviously he had never heard of Lao Ba's story.

When that kid went to that pile, he was nagged for the rest of his life.

Tang San's current situation is similar.

And he is also Shrek No. 8.

He can be regarded as the eighth child from another world.

Soto Great Spirit Arena.

Chapter Thirteen: Soul Fighting Arena.

At this moment, the fighting spirit arena has a completely new look.

The affected auditorium near the front was also cleaned.

Those spectators who had run to the back returned to their seats.

At this time, forty minutes had passed since Tang San left.

The originally scheduled cleaning time of a quarter of an hour was extended by another ten minutes after being extended by a quarter of an hour.

It took a full forty minutes to clean it thoroughly.

This can also show how great the damage Tang San caused.

But because the Soul Fighting Arena had previously promised to refund half of the tickets, except for a few people who left, the rest had no complaints.

At this moment, all the audience's eyes are focused on the person next to the spirit fighting arena who is preparing to enter the arena.

This person is wearing the same mask as the "Shrek No. 8" just now.

They all speculated that these masked people should all be soul masters of the same force.

It was Huo Feng.

He didn't pay any attention to the joking and teasing sounds coming from his ears.

Because he knew that the spectators on the field would soon know.

He and the "Shrek No. 8" just now will be two completely opposite people.

"Welcome back, viewers!"

At this moment, the familiar voice of the host sounded again,

"I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting."

"The soul fighting battle continues now!"

"Let us give warm applause to the next contestant in the fighting spirit!"

"The soul master codenamed 'Shrek No. 1'!"

After the host finished speaking, the audience couldn't help it.

"Let me tell you, they are definitely in the same group."

"Isn't this person also here to fix things?"

"Don't tell me, I think they wear masks on their faces because they are afraid that they will be recognized by others after being too good in the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena."

"Isn't it? If someone recognizes this, he will be completely embarrassed!"

"In my opinion, this might mean that the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena specially invited people to come here to create effects for the show. Anyway, it's very popular, so it's ok if some people watch it?"

"If you want me to tell you"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience instantly.

There was unabashed laughter on the faces of the audience.

Ninety percent of the people were commenting on Huo Feng, with faces full of ridicule and joking.

They obviously thought that Huo Feng and Tang San just now.

Not much different.

Under the gaze of everyone, Huo Feng slowly walked onto the spirit fighting arena.

He looked around.

Don't tell me, the cleaning is really clean.

He couldn't see any trace left by Tang San.

This also relieved him of some psychological burden.

After all, participating in a spirit fight is inevitable.