The off-court game can be described as slightly boring for Wu Song, although Wu Song has just been promoted, but compared with those masters who have just been promoted, Wu Song is obviously not a high-grade player with them, so this level of battle is actually not very watchable for Wu Song, but after the first few games, Wu Song's interest was attracted by a voice as crisp as a silver bell.

"Hey, Wang Mingjun, don't you think this kind of fight is meaningless?" When a crisp and pleasant voice sounded in the field, Wu Song suddenly thought of the word "heaven", that kind of pure and ethereal voice could no longer be described simply as good-sounding, and what made Wu Song feel even more strange was that he could only feel that the voice was coming from the side of the Dark Country stand, but there was no way to track the specific location of the sound.

"Sasha, you also think this kind of simple competition is boring, right? Well, since you don't think it's interesting, then I'm guessing how you're going to have fun, eh...... I'm guessing you'd say novice duels, right? Just when Comrade Xiao Wu was confused about whose mouth that incomparably beautiful voice came from, Wang Mingjun gave an answer, and suddenly, Wu Song felt that Wang Mingjun's magnetic voice was also very tempting for him, if Sasha's voice was compared to a young girl, then Wang Mingjun's voice was obviously a charming young woman.

"Wang Mingjun, you are so smart." Sasha's melodious voice sounded again, "Okay, since you've guessed, tell me now, how many master-level junior brothers did you take in from the Heaven Sealing Empire this time?" Well, I think it must be very interesting for us to compare who is better at the younger brother. ”

"Sasha, why should I tell you how much little brother I have received, just like you won't tell me, you don't want to ask me anything." Wang Mingjun smiled charmingly, then said with big eyes, "But speaking of the novice duel, I have thought of a more interesting way to play, do you want to listen to it?" ”

"Let's talk about it, it's the same show every time, and it's boring to death."

"I heard that you took in some spirit masters from the Spelberg continent before, right?" Wang Mingjun smiled weirdly.

"Spirit Master of the Spelberg Continent? It seems that there is such a thing. Sasha thought for a moment and said, "Tell me, how do you want to play?" ”

"I happened to have some spirit masters from the Spelberg continent who were going to defect to me just now, but I don't take garbage, in that case, I think it would be better for them to have some spirit masters in the Spelberg continent fighting among themselves, what do you think? If my side wins, I'll agree to take them in, and if they lose, I'll let them fend for themselves, what do you think? ”

"Yes, yes!" Sasha chuckled and said, "It just so happens that I also want to see how strong these little brothers are recently, so I will do it according to what you said, I am the same as you, those who win will stay, and those who lose will simply be a dark puppet for me!" ”

Sasha's voice was a little lazy, and it felt like a little girlish and coquettish, but Wu Song was full of black lines on his brain, and this guy said that this girl is poisonous enough, and if she loses, she will be a dark puppet? Nima, it looks like those bastards of the Holy Soul are going to be out of luck this time.

Comrade Xiao Wu has no sympathy for the masters of the Blood Feather Empire and the Holy Soul Empire being played with like dogs by the two girls, in his opinion, since the masters of the two empires have chosen to be dogs, they should naturally have the consciousness of being dogs.

It is known to everyone that the strong have no sympathy for the weak, and all Wu Song can do is to ensure that he is not included in the ranks of the dogs, although he is also a spirit master of the Spelberg Continent, Wu Song has some sympathy for the fate of the masters who are high in the Holy Soul Blood Feather, but from another perspective, Wu Song feels that these poor people also have their hate.

Everyone's opinion on the same thing is different, in Wu Song's opinion, as a master-level spirit master, it is obviously quite a sad thing to run to people as a dog's leg and let people play around, but in the eyes of most spirit masters of the two empires of Blood Feather and Holy Soul, it is quite fortunate to be able to hug the thighs of the two giants of the Dark Nation and the Heaven Sealing Empire.

These masters can call the wind and rain in the Spelberg continent, but if you look at them in the entire plane, the masters of the Spelberg continent are undoubtedly a rather pathetic group of people.

The resources they have at hand are pitiful compared to those of the masters of the great empire, and the way for them to upgrade is also pitiful, which makes many masters unable to cross the threshold of eighty in their lifetime after raising their level to seventy, and some people even have considerable difficulty raising their level to seventy-five or above.

And this time, being able to bridge with the first and second largest empires in the plane is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in the eyes of many masters of the Spelberg Continent, and in order to win this opportunity, these people would even rather be dogs and play with others!

Both the Blood Feather Empire and the Holy Soul Empire obviously attached great importance to this rare opportunity to hug their thighs, and after some deliberation, both sides had candidates to appear.

The first person to appear in the Holy Soul Empire was a guy wearing black heavy armor and holding a giant axe, he didn't know much about the Holy Soul Man Wu Song, and he couldn't recognize who that guy was at a glance, but Comrade Xiao Wu, the man sent by the Blood Feather Empire, recognized it at a glance, the one wearing tight leather armor and holding a deadwood rattan staff was Wang Pinming, the ancestor of the Blood Feather King family, Wu Song observed the attributes of these two people with an auxiliary device and then couldn't help but smile.

"Damn, it looks like the people on the Holy Soul's side are going to have a bad start this time." Wu Song came to a conclusion based on the information he had received.

The yellow-haired man wearing black armor on the Holy Soul's side is a seventy-five-level warrior, while the ancestor of the Wang family sent by the blood feather side is a seventy-six-level druid, Wang Pinming not only has an advantage in level, but also has an obvious advantage in terms of profession, although it is said that the druid is a melee profession like a warrior, but in terms of occupation alone, the druid is a complete warrior.

The ever-changing forms of the druids make them have many professional characteristics at the same time, Xiao De can fight and resist, can control and add blood, and even can brush himself with a lot of temporary state, this kind of all-round player is obviously a disaster for a single attack class like a warrior, in the case of the equipment of both sides and some special abilities are not much different, Wu Song feels that Wang Pinming's advantage is still relatively obvious, but as soon as his voice fell, Wang Lanlin next to him shook his head with a smile and said this.