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Zeng Yi, who was anxious to make money, after registering as a fighting spirit, directly found the place where fighting spirits were sorted and started ranking. Soon, Zeng Yi was sorted and assigned to the seventh soul fighting arena in the gaming area.
The Soto Spirit Fighting Arena is very large, with twenty-four sub-spirit fighting arenas and a main spirit fighting arena. Each sub-spirit fighting arena is divided into two areas: game and death battle. There is also a gambling method for fighting souls, and gambling battles, no matter what level they are, will be held in the main soul fighting arena.
Soon, Zeng Yi arrived at the Seventh Point Fighting Arena. Since it wasn't his turn to play yet, he walked into the rest area and waited.
In the rest area, there were many soul masters waiting. When they saw Zeng Yi walking in, they all looked at him, sizing up the newcomer.
"Hey! There are so many people! Hello everyone!" When he came into the rest area and saw someone, Zeng Yi said hello to everyone cheerfully. However, they all ignored the newcomer. After taking a look at him, they withdrew their gaze, closed their eyes to rest, adjusted themselves to the best condition, and waited for their battle.
"Well……"
Their reaction made Zeng Yi feel embarrassed and deflated. However, Zeng Yi didn't care so much. He found a seat and sat down. His right leg was naturally placed on his left leg. He crossed his legs, took out a wine bottle, drank from it, and looked at the two people fighting in the field. Soul, full of interest.
"Meow~"
Xiaoju jumped out of Zeng Yi's clothes and sat on Zeng Yi's lap, curiously observing the surrounding environment.
"Xiao Ju, don't run around!" Zeng Yi warned Xiao Ju, stroking the fur on her body with one hand.
"Meow~"
Zeng Yi was a little bored after watching several soul fighting games in the lounge. Those games were all soul fighting between second-level soul masters. Fights of this strength made him very boring to watch. What left Zeng Yi speechless the most was that these soul masters were really disorganized in their battles. They had no skills at all. They didn't know how to control their own power. They relied entirely on their soul power to fight against each other and their soul skills. Such a waste of soul power. , and it has no effect. It’s really a real dish.
In Zeng Yi's eyes, this behavior was almost entirely flawed. Zeng Yi believed that even without using his soul power, he could defeat them in two or three strikes with just his skills and swordsmanship.
Food, it’s really delicious! Why haven't you reached me yet? I don’t want to be irritated anymore!
After a fierce fight between rookies, a man in a black tuxedo walked onto the stage, walked to the center of the field, coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Next, it's our seventh point. The eighth one-on-one soul battle in the soul fighting arena was a very exciting soul master-level battle between Zhu Gangyong, who had won two consecutive victories and possessed the beast martial soul Steel Teeth Pig. On the other side, The prodigal Yi, who possesses a powerful weapon soul. Will Zhu Gangyong continue his winning streak, or will the prodigal Yi, who has just arrived, become a blockbuster? Let’s wait and see! Now, let’s invite two soul masters to come on stage!”
After the host finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. This was a soul fighting at the soul master level, which was much more exciting than the one at the great soul master level just now.
Is it my turn?
After listening to the host's words, Zeng Yi's face lit up and he was a little excited.
Finally you can do it!
He handed Xiaoju to the staff and walked towards the spirit fighting arena.
The first person to enter the spirit fighting arena was a tall, middle-aged man. He was shirtless, with tattoos on his dark skin. He had a bulging belly, but his body was very strong, with granite-like muscles under his skin. The veins were knotted and looked like countless small dark green snakes all over the naked upper body. There were also a string of black balls hanging on the scarf with pale skulls painted on them, which looked extremely vicious.
He walked onto the stage, walked to the center of the field, crossed his arms, and waited for his opponent to come on the stage.
"Zhu Gangyong still looks so ferocious!"
"Why hasn't his opponent come up yet? Is he scared away by Zhu Gangyong's ferocious aura?"
"Haha, don't say it, it's really possible. After all, Zhu Gangyong tore off his opponent's hand in a soul battle last time. That person was still a level 33 soul master! It's really cruel."
"But I don't dare to fight, it's too cowardly!"
"Haha, no."
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Seeing that Zeng Yi hadn't come on stage yet, the audience in the auditorium were discussing Zeng Yi in whispers.
After a while, a figure appeared at the entrance of Douhun, and the audience turned their eyes to see what this newcomer looked like.
He had long hair and a green shirt, and wore two long swords on his waist. With a relaxed smile on his face, he slowly walked towards the field.
"This Soul Lord is so young!"
"Yeah, he's not a genius from some force, right?"
"Looking at the relaxed look on his face, he is really a confident guy."
"It's a pity that the Zhu Gangyong he met was a thirty-eighth level soul master, and he was also very cruel. Judging from his age, he probably just broke through to the soul master level. It was so lucky to meet such a cruel person in the first place. difference."
"I hope he can take care of himself! He won't become disabled later."
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Walking down the stage, Zeng Yi tapped the soles of his feet, jumped high into the air, and landed smoothly on the opposite side ten meters away from his opponent Zhu Gangyong, looking at this person with his eyes.
With his keen hearing, he naturally heard their voices in the audience, and they seemed to think less of him. He also knew that the vicious-looking person in front of him was a soul master with three levels of soul power higher than his own.
However, this feeling of being looked at like a monkey is really unpleasant!
Standing in the spirit fighting arena, with the circular auditorium surrounding the spirit fighting arena, listening to the cheers of the audience, Zeng Yi didn't like this feeling very much.
However, since you have the money, feel free to aggrieve yourself.
Looking at the person in front of him, the corners of Zeng Yi's mouth raised slightly.
Don't you think highly of me? Then I'll let you guys see what operations are.
"Hahaha, it's really funny. You dare to ask me to wait for you. It seems that you don't know my name." Zhu Gangyong laughed wildly, stared at the person in front of him, and said viciously.
Hearing what he said, Zeng Yi was happy and said: "Oh! So, you are very famous here."
"Hahaha, that's right, in this spirit fighting arena, if you ask around, no one will know my name." Zhu Gangyong laughed and said, very proud. Although he knew that it was a bad name, he was proud of it. .
"So what? Can your fame give me a few more points?"
After hearing these words, Zhu Gangyong's laughter stopped, his eyes darkened, and he stared at Zeng Yi fiercely.
"Hehe, boy, if you have the guts, I don't know if I can talk as easily as you do now if I tear your hand off later."
After listening to Zhu Gangyong's words, Zeng Yi's eyes became sharp.
"So, you are very skilled at this."
"Hahahahahahaha, that's right! Everyone who is defeated by me will have an arm torn off by me. The scene of blood spurting out, the miserable wailing, and the frightened expression, how much I enjoy it! Hahaha!" Zhu Gangyong raised his head and laughed and said his masterpiece. Then he stopped laughing, looked at Zeng Yi jokingly, and said ferociously: "However, for you, I will double the reward, I will give you two Tear off an arm."
"hehe……"
After hearing this threat, Zeng Yi smiled, but Zhu Gangyong's eyes were already filled with frost.
"Then you have to work hard!"
Seeing that Zeng Yi still looked so calm, Zhu Gangyong couldn't help but become angry, his violent emotions burned away, and he couldn't wait to destroy this person.
Are you looking down on me?
"I hope you can still laugh when the time comes!" Zhu Gangyong roared, and the soul power of his whole body exploded. The ground he stepped on was cracked, and it spread to the surroundings. The violent aura filled the entire venue, and the air wave With him as the center, it surged up and swept over the entire place. Three soul rings also rose up from the soles of his feet, one white, one yellow and one purple. He had a thousand-year soul ring.
"Possessed by a martial spirit!"
Zhu Gangyong roared, and a huge pig shadow appeared on his body, roaring in the void, and his body began to change. His body rose to more than two meters, and his figure became stronger, with muscles bulging high. The ears have become bigger, the nose has turned into a pig's snout, and the two long fangs in the mouth stick out of the mouth and are lifted up. Under the light, a biting cold light shines, and black pigs grow on the leather clothes. Mao, looks ferocious and ferocious.
Boom~
Zhu Gangyong stepped on the ground with a loud noise, and a small pit was made in the ground under his feet. With a snort, he shot out two streaks of white turbid air from his nose, and looked at Zeng Yi fiercely with a pair of big pig eyes.
"Boy, suffer death!"
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