Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking out the classic lines of the king's glory and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will you start the lottery roulette?"

At this point, it was obviously not a good time to draw, Yang Ming temporarily suppressed the system news.

"Player Yang Ming, you are too modest." The emcee's eyes twitched, but he patted a rainbow fart by the way, and said: "Unexpectedly, player Yang Ming defeated the second team of the Tiandou Royal Academy alone, and could still maintain his arrogance and rashness. The attitude of this kind of mentality is very worthy of the younger generation to learn, especially the students of Tiandou Royal Academy, they should learn from you."

Not far away, the leading teacher who was being dragged away from the venue by the city guards looked extremely ugly.

Especially the players who just awakened in the ring, their mentality almost exploded, and some even fainted again, obviously being angry.

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't want to reveal too much, the emcee ended the topic at the right time, so Yang Ming was finally relieved.

To be honest, this is the first time that Yang Ming has been interviewed by a "reporter" in his two lives. If he is not nervous, it is purely a bluff, and he can only try not to say anything wrong.

Without the master of ceremonies, Yang Ming was finally able to get away. Once he returned to the rest of the contestants, he immediately took off his shit-green school uniform. Wearing this stuff all the time was simply challenging the lower limit of Yang Ming's taste. It was uncomfortable.

At this time, everyone in Shrek Academy also stepped forward.

Dai Mubai lightly smashed Yang Ming's chest with a fist, his eyes and evil pupils united, with a smile in his eyes, and said:

"Boss Yang, you did a great job this time! You will kill the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy in one round. This time, let's see how these arrogant guys end up."

"Hehehehe." Ma Hongjun smiled wryly and said: "You didn't pay attention just now. Those silly crosses were scared to pee, especially the woman with a fiery figure, still showing..."

Before Ma Hongjun finished speaking, Xiao Wu did not hesitate to reward him with a fist chestnut, making Ma Hongjun still die before he got out of the yellow words.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Ma Hongjun put his head in his hands, tearful, and said, "Sister Xiao Wu, why are you hitting me?"

"It's nothing, it's just itchy hands."

With that said, Xiao Wu raised her fist, eager to strike.

Seeing this situation, Ma Hongjun immediately persuaded.

Isn't it okay not to persuade?

As for what the morality is, for his uncle Ma Hongjun, it is a thing of taking off his pants and farting.

When Yang Ming and everyone saw Ma Hongjun’s virtues, they were a little bit dumbfounded. Although Yang Ming wanted to ask, what Ma Hongjun had seen just now, but seeing Xiao Wu and a few girls look calm, I'm afraid it will hurt if you want to come here. The heart of the female compatriots, immediately watch the nose and the heart.

"However, this time Yang Ming exposed his strength, I am afraid that we will all be targeted by other teams in the future."

Tang San frowned. Although it felt inappropriate to say this at this time, he still felt that he should remind his good brother.

"Furthermore, we must also be careful that some people do any insidious tricks in order to win and attack us outside the school."

Hearing that, not only Yang Ming, but the others also shivered.

Oscar smacked his lips and said:

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Tang San shook his head and said:

"As the saying goes, the heart of harm is indispensable, and the heart of defensiveness is indispensable. This kind of major event involves a lot of benefits. It is said that no one should take risks. It is always good to be careful.

Although Tang San didn't elaborate on it, Yang Ming also kept an eye on it.

"Okay, let's not talk about such serious topics." Dai Mubai clapped his hands and said, "At this time, we should be out for a meal and congratulate Boss Yang on the victory by the way."

Everyone nodded one after another, changing their team uniforms one by one, putting on a set of easy and convenient clothes, and a group of people filed out of the Great Fighting Spirit.

The footsteps of the group were fast, and when they first left, the audience had just begun to leave.

After all, today is just the beginning, and the prelude to this qualifier will really kick off tomorrow, when the round robin will be in full swing, and it will take a full month of competition.

"Rongrong."

When Yang Ming and his party just stepped out of the gate of the Great Fighting Arena and were about to return directly to the academy, a familiar voice stopped them.

Yang Ming paused and looked in the direction where the sound came from, only to see that Ning Fengzhi changed into ordinary clothes and was waving towards them.

Generally speaking, when the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is out, there will always be a Title Douluo with him.

But today, there was something special. Two Title Douluos were present at the same time, standing behind Ning Fengzhi like door gods on the left and right, staring at Yang Ming fiercely with a scrutinizing gaze.

For one of them, his clothes seemed to be completely supported by bones. The muscles and skin were dry and the eye sockets were sunken. If you see it at night, it looks like a huge skeleton with a few sparse white hairs on the scalp. , As ugly as it is.

Obviously, he is Bone Douluo.

The other person is also an old man, wearing a snow-white robe, with long silver hair neatly combed behind his back. He looks simple and simple, his eyes are not all opened, but are slightly closed, giving a very special feeling between his gestures and feet. .If you insist on speaking, it is as sharp as a sword.

He is Sword Douluo.

"father!"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong ran up excitedly like a child who had not yet grown up, and plunged into his father's arms.

Bone Douluo and Jian Douluo's nostrils hummed slightly, showing their sense of existence.

Ning Rongrong raised his head from his father's arms and said with a sweet smile:

"Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, why are you here too?"

Hearing the little witch's greeting, Bone Douluo's dry face finally pulled out a smile, but it was okay for him not to smile. He laughed like a corpse pulling a grimace, which made many passing people daunted.

A hoarse voice came from Bone Douluo's throat, but with a tone of elder spoiling the younger generation, he said:

"Grandpa, this is not a special trip to see you, have you been bullied?"

When talking about the word "bullying", Yang Ming clearly felt that Bone Luo gave him a vague look, with a strong discomfort in his eyes, just like the Chinese cabbage planted in his yard. He was arched by a wild boar from outside, already secretly gearing his hands, ready to clean up his hairy boy.

Yang Ming's back was cold, always feeling that something was wrong.

These two Title Douluos who have been famous for many years are here, aren't they here?