Starfighting Network All-Federation Challenge, Soul Master Battle, the final champion!

Master, teachers, friends, and all the teachers and classmates of the dead Shrek Academy, have you seen it? I won, I am the champion. This is not my victory, this is our Shrek Academy!

The golden dragon spear was shining brightly. At this moment, Tang Wulin's heart and blood were boiling violently, and some things suppressed in his heart also burst out like a blowout.

No matter how difficult the future is, I will definitely go on. Shrek will eventually be resurrected by the efforts of my friends and I.

I won, for the glory of Shrek!

In front of the screen, I don’t know how many people are excited, and how many people are silent.

At this moment, the only one who filled their eyes was the man covered by golden light.

He is the champion, No. 33, the Golden Dragon King!

Xue Yi and all the blood gods of the Blood God Camp were watching the game in the hall of the Blood God Camp. The original Xue Jiu had already opened his mouth wide at this time. He suddenly realized that his confident self was a little scared at this moment. I don’t know when, his absolute victory in the next collision with Tang Wulin was gone.

If you face the powerful king, can you win? The answer is obvious. Then, what about facing Tang Wulin who can defeat the powerful king?

Xue Yi's eyes were deep, and no one could see his state of mind at this time. Xue San and Xue Wu, who were also from Shrek Academy, had already clenched their fists at this time.

He won, and he is worthy of being the leader of the Shrek Seven Monsters in the present day!

The future of Shrek Academy is still there!

Also in front of the screen, Muye's eyes were a little dull. The broken arm figure in his eyes was so stubborn and proud. Yes, he was worthy of pride, he won. As Mu Chen and Zhenhua said, he was a person who was good at creating miracles, and he once again created miracles.

"Young brother is so awesome!" A long cry sounded, and in the room next door, the tall man walked out in a little disappointed way. It was the powerful king who had just finished the battle with Tang Wulin, A Ruheng!

That's right, he was here, and this time he participated in the competition, he always under the guidance of Muye. Therefore, he knew a lot about Tang Wulin. Unfortunately, even Muye had no idea about Tang Wulin as well as before.

A Ruheng has a moderate appearance, not as handsome as Tang Wulin, but also has thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of masculinity and a tall figure. When you stand there, you will naturally have a kind of majesty as you stand in a deep and magnificent place.

Makino turned his head, looked at A Ruheng, and said lightly: "You have lost, it's not unfair. Compared with Wulin, you have too fewer experiences."

A Ruheng touched his bald head and smiled, "It's okay, if you lose, you lose. Anyway, you haven't lost to outsiders. Teacher, I have a good mentality."

Muye's mouth twitched, what kind of mentality is good, what kind of mentality is good! Who told you this? This disciple is good at everything, but he is careless in his personality. Speaking of which, it is really not as good as Wulin when he handed over the main body sect! Compared with Wulin, he is much worse than Wulin in terms of wisdom and calmness.

However, Wulin has already carried too many things on his back, and I'm afraid he is overwhelmed.

A Ruheng smiled, "Teacher, I'm still happy to fight with my junior brother. The others are like mud, and they'll break before they even touch them. My junior brother, it's strong! Can I go to find him? If I can compete with him every day in the future, I will definitely make progress faster."

The most important way to practice the innate secret techniques of the main sect is to constantly temper oneself. Self-training is better to temper oneself in battle. However, even Muye has become very difficult to train with him as his disciple. After all, this kind of tempering requires head-on confrontation!

My mind moved slightly, yes! It’s time for them to contact each other and to contact each other.

"Well, go cook, Makino." A voice came from behind, making Makino's expression stiffen.

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, don't mind." Zhenhua patted his shoulder.

Makino's lips twitched and he said angrily: "What does victory or defeat mean? Is this also my disciple? Is it mine?"

Zhenhua sneered, "Come on, you said before, Ruheng can win, what's the result? Go and cook, if you lose, you lose, nothing."

"I……"

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"Boom, rumbling." The heavy snow was like a stormy wave, spreading down the snow peaks. For a moment, the surrounding mountains developed a connection, and snowflakes flew, and the cold air was forcing people.

But the avalanche appeared because of the deafening cheers.

The moment Tang Wulin won the final championship, the entire Blood God Legion turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Protecting the abyss passage, they are lonely, they are fearless. They are here silently, protecting the entire continent, even the entire human beings and all creatures on the Douluo Continent. They have made countless contributions.

They are already too dull in their daily lives. And this time, there is finally a moment to make the Blood God Legion proud. Yes, the final champion of the Soul Masters Competition of the Stark Battle Network All-Federation Challenge belongs to the Blood God Legion. This is the honor of the entire legion!

Almost every soldier, as long as he was not on duty in the abyss passage, walked out of the barracks, holding their hands high and cheering.

They were so bored for too long that they were obviously the most powerful legion in the Federation, but no one knew about it. And this time, they won the championship and they had glory!

They watched, at the last moment, after Tang Wulin won the championship, put away the golden dragon spear in his hand, slammed his fists heavily on his chest, and saluted in the form of the Blood God Legion.

Yes, that is the military salute of the Blood God Legion, and it only belongs to the Blood God! Even if only they themselves understand, it is enough.

The passion of the soldiers completely spread the cold of the entire military camp, even more shocked and excited than when the tide of life broke out.

"Champion, champion, champion!" It took only a few seconds to be heard from one point to the end of the day. Even if there were avalanches around the mountain, it could not hide these excited soldiers.

Jiang Mayyue was roaring, Jiang Julyyue was yelling, and Long Yuxue was screaming. There were also those who knew or did not know Tang Wulin.

Ma Shan was hammering his chest hard, as if he was the one who won the final championship.

Ling Wuyue smiled, raised her arms and pointed her fingers at the sky. She was still waiting, waiting for Tang Wulin to defeat her opponent in the final battle of the next mecha.

Perhaps, he is not the strongest in terms of operation skills, but his overall strength is definitely the strongest. She believes this. She believes that Tang Wulin may bring a double crown to the Blood God Legion.

The Blood God Legion has been so stuffy for too long, and this catharsis undoubtedly makes the entire legion full of cohesion at this moment.

At this moment, Mingjing Douluo Zhang Huanyun, the commander of the Blood God Legion, wanted to cry very much. He even whipped himself hard.

The opportunity was clearly in front of me, but it was easily abandoned by me. Originally, I had the opportunity to win over such a young man as his heir! Who is more suitable than him? But he was snatched by that old guy Cao Dezhi. He regretted it! However, in this regret, he was also full of pride.
Chapter completed!