Douluo space fighting god

After a while, the dishes were gradually served, and Ma Hongjun came back from outside with a satisfied face. Wang Zhizhang's ending was unknown.

Oscar: "Is it okay?"

"It's okay, Master, I'm fine."

Ma Hongjun sat down, took a big chicken drumstick, and took a big bite.

Oscar was speechless, "I'm not asking if you're okay, I'm asking about that Zhizhang."

"He" Ma Hongjun held the chicken drumstick in his mouth and thought for a while, "There must be something wrong. He probably won't be able to get out of bed."

Oscar was delighted: "Hahaha, that's good."

As night falls, the starry sky is dotted.

It is approaching autumn night, the evening breeze is blowing, and there are many flying insects.

At about eight o'clock, on the playground of Shrek Academy, seven people stood neatly on one side.

On the other side, Flender, the principal of Shrek Academy, was talking to a silver-haired boy.

"Feng Ce, I plan to take you to the Soul Fighting Arena tonight." Flanders said seriously, "As the saying goes, a day's plan lies in the night."

"Not in the morning"

"It's all the same. Anyway, what do you think about going to the Soul Fighting Arena tonight?" Flanders asked excitedly.

Feng Ce was stunned and changed his plan temporarily.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the fighting spirit field is indeed the best place for training. After all, actual combat is the only criterion for testing ability.

"I think it's okay, if you do this," Feng Ce whispered something in Flanders' ear.

"Hahaha" Flanders laughed immediately after hearing this, "Good boy, you are still smart."

"As for us today, we actually ran more than kilometers." Feng Ce said truthfully.

"Well, that's not bad. That girl Ning Rongrong can actually run more than kilometers with you, which is very good." Flanders nodded. It seems that his education policy is quite correct.

Flanders had Ning Fengzhi's autographed letter in his hand, which was equivalent to holding Shang Fang's sword.

As long as Ning Rongrong disobeys discipline, he can act according to normal college rules. But now that Ning Rongrong has run more than kilometers honestly, he should not pursue it.

Feng Ce returned to his position and the eight people gathered together to summon the official start of the first day of training.

Flanders stood with his hands behind his hands, his face as calm as water, and very serious.

"What will you do with the courses arranged by the college?"

Dai Mubai said proudly: "Execute unconditionally"

Feng Ce: "Same as above"

The remaining six people: "Same as above"

"Very good, Wei Ligu." Flanders raised a thumbs up.

"I didn't expect that in just one day, you would have such cohesion."

"Do you know what a team needs?" Flender asked a question.

Everyone shook their heads in unison, but Feng Ce didn't say anything. This was not what he asked Flanders to do.

Flanders said: "What a team needs is a team spirit. With a team spirit, the team can be tightly united. Just like a blue silver grass can be cut easily, but what if there are hundreds or thousands of them?"

Everyone nodded and felt that it made sense, but Tang San always felt a chill in his back.

"Dai Mubai is your captain, but that doesn't mean he is the core of the entire team, so I plan to select a core player, who is the soul leader of the entire team."

"Referred to as Tuanhun"

core team members

Feng Ce always felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Flanders smiled and continued.

"Of course, Mubai can also hold two positions at the same time. We use a fair and open voting method, starting with you."

Flanders faced Ma Hongjun: "Ma Hongjun, express your opinion."

Ma Hongjun stood up and thought:

Although Boss Dai is very spirited, he prefers beauty. The main thing is that the beauties who go out with him don't even look at me.

Feng Ce is good, clean and self-respecting. Even if those beauties look at him, he will not pay attention to them. Moreover, he is also my senior brother. Today, he even treated me to chicken drumsticks. The taste is simply wonderful.

After thinking very carefully, Ma Hongjun said: "Master, I think senior brother Feng Ce is good and can take up the position of group soul."

At this time, the old man who was interviewing suddenly appeared from the side: "Feng Ce has one vote."

Flender nodded in satisfaction.

"It's your turn, Ning Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong raised her eyebrows slightly and her eyes were starry: "Of course I choose Feng Ce. If nothing else, just because he gave me a bottle of water today, I will remember this."

Old man: "Fengce has two votes."

Flanders couldn't help but smile. It seemed that not only he was optimistic about Feng Ce, but also the new members were also optimistic about Feng Ce. His vision was indeed unique.

"It's your turn, Oscar."

Oscar glanced at Dai Mubai. He must not make any partial move.

"Dean, I choose Feng Ce." Oscar glanced at Dai Mubai with some guilt, "I'm sorry, Brother Dai, although you are also excellent, I think Feng Ce is better."

Ever since today's training, he had been deeply impressed by Feng Ce's leadership spirit, so he made his choice without hesitation.

The old man's passionate words pushed the atmosphere of this selection to a high point.

"Currently, Feng Ce is temporarily leading with three votes. Now is Feng Ce's match point. Let's wait and see whether Feng Ce will win the group soul qualification in one fell swoop."

Flender couldn't help but cast an approving look at the old man. It seemed that Shrek Academy had lost its talent. This man could be the host.

"What about you Tang San?" Flanders asked Tang San.

"Xiao San, you don't need to say anything. Let me say it. I choose Feng Ce." Xiao Wu stood up directly and expressed her heart to Feng Ce. Her dislike for Dai Mubai lasted for more than a day.

Of course, there is no ambiguity in this, it is just a gesture of goodwill.

Tang San looked at it and his face turned green.

Dai Mubai couldn't help but look at Tang San, as if they shared the same hatred.

At the same time he sighed deeply.

The old man smiled: "Feng Ce has four votes. It seems there is no need to continue. Let us greet our group soul with warm applause, Feng Ce."

As the old man's voice became increasingly passionate, the voting seemed to be coming to an end.

Applause was about to start, but at this time Tang San bravely stood up.

"Wait a minute, I have something I must say."

Dai Mubai was overjoyed and looked at Tang San with emotion. As expected, the Tang San brothers were quite interesting. They actually knew that they had lost, but they were still willing to support him.

Dai Mubai patted his chest, saying that with this ghost touch brother, he was willing to lose even if he lost.

"Tang San, what do you want to say? Just say it." Flanders waved his hand.

Tang San said seriously: "Here, I must say a word for Dai Mubai, Brother Dai."

Everyone listened carefully.

Tang San then said slowly: "Although Brother Dai was born a prodigal, he is straightforward, energetic, and knows how to share.

Although he is sometimes impulsive, he can repent in time and make a new start, and he will become a great success in the future. "

"Although Brother Dai lost today, I still want to say a word to him."

Tang San looked deeply at Dai Mubai, his eyes firm.

Dai Mubai felt a mixture of sadness and joy when he heard this, and was deeply moved. At this moment, Tang San could vote for him as a friend, which made him choke up: "Say it, brother Tang San."

Tang Sanyi said sternly: "You did not lose unfairly."

Dai Mubai: ""

Everyone was shocked.

Tang San smiled slightly, walked a few steps, and continued to analyze rationally.

“Brother Feng Ce is a reserved and low-key man, with a calm personality, not a womanizer, and is actually a talented general.

Before that, Brother Fengce gave me a top-quality crystal when I was in a tight situation, and I didn't need to repay it immediately. I think the dean should also know about this. "

Flanders couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

Tang San: Omit 500 words for "so"

After listening to Tang San's two-sided analysis, Dai Mubai's face turned green and white, and he didn't even know who Tang San was speaking for.

But Tang San never said his final voting choice. Dai Mubai was sure that Tang San would definitely vote for his friendship.

After everyone listened to Tang San's speech, they were even more positive about Feng Ce's rise to the top.

Anyway, the ending is now decided.

Flanders couldn't help but asked curiously: "So Tang San, you have said so much, what is your final choice?"

Tang San smiled proudly, turned around, and looked at Xiao Wu affectionately.

"Xiao Wu's choice is my choice, of course."

"Brother Fengce."

"Grass"

When Dai Mubai heard the answer, his vision suddenly went dark and his head felt a little dizzy. He couldn't bear the blow for a while and fainted.