The key is, if Wu Jinsong completes the task, he can get an equal share of the reward, so if this mission is completed, he will get two Kamigawa Assaulters?

But it's useless for him to ask for this Kamigawa Assaulter.

After thinking for a while, Ning Ye didn't ask the system, put this doubt behind him, and looked at Wu Jinsong with a straight face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

No matter what, the task must be accepted, even if there is no benefit this time, when the Kamigawa Assault is in hand and used by Wu Jinsong, he will be stronger, and there will be more tasks to accept.

"Come and pick your own number plate."

The first game has been decided, and it doesn't matter about the later brands.

Everyone picked their favorite number plate, which does not mean that they are relaxed, but just let go of some psychological pressure.

There was silence in the private room, and several students found a place, sat up, and cultivated their soul power, hoping to improve before fighting their souls.

Looking at the No. 89 plate in his hand, Wu Jinsong thought for a while, picked up the photo bead on the ground, walked to the corner, and watched the battle picture again.

Flender looked at them, a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked out of the private room.

……

Standing under the audience platform, looking at the main fighting arena that was specially vacated for this event, Ning Ye squinted slightly.

The area of the main soul fighting arena is extremely large, with a diameter of fifty meters, not to mention the soul master fighting soul of the twenty or thirty level, even if it is the battle of the soul king and soul emperor, it can be completely accommodated.

And the audience platform under the ring, surrounded on all sides, is even more vast, Ning Ye swept it away at a glance, and there were thousands of seats alone.

What's even more surprising is that at least more than half of these thousands of seats are filled, although they are all keeping their voices quiet, but the number of people is also a little noisy.

"Come on."

Several people from Shrek cheered Wu Jinsong on, Wu Jinsong nodded and looked at Ning Ye with an indifferent face.

"Teacher, I'll do my best."

Ning Ye smiled faintly: "Hmm." ”

He gave what he had to give.

The spear of Dexing plus the simplified version of the black armor is not false to the Soul Venerable.

If Wu Jinsong can lose in this way, then he really has to think about it carefully, whether to return Wu Jinsong to the furnace and rebuild it.

On the Fighting Spirit Stage, there was already a middle-aged man with a cold face standing in the center of the stage.

The man glanced around the audience, and in the face of the man's cold gaze, the entire fighting arena instantly fell silent.

No one in Tianshui City knows that this soul fight is jointly organized by the three major forces of Tianshui Fighting Soul Field, Tianshui Academy, and Tianshui City Lord, and anyone who can show up on this occasion is not a simple thing.

"This is the fourteenth fighting soul competition of the Tianshui Festival, and the participants need to know that harmony is precious, and the shot will be up to the point."

Although the man's voice was not loud, with the fluctuation of his soul power, it spread throughout the Tawau area.

"During the fighting spirit, no one is allowed to interfere, and if there is any violation, it will be regarded as a provocation to the organizer, and the organizer will have the right to take it."

After that, the man's body swelled in a circle, and there was a circle of pure white hair on his skin, and the most attractive thing was that there were two horns on his head that were three inches long, and five soul rings were rhythmic on his body, and a strong momentum burst out.

"First of all, please invite the soul masters of both sides of our soul fighting this time, and invite Li Ming, the battle soul master of the Black Panther Beast Martial Soul."

With a hint of disdain in his eyes, the man said lightly.

Looking at the young man who slowly stepped onto the stage from the other side, Wu Jinsong had no emotional fluctuations.

If he wants to fight this one, he already knows.

"Li Ming! Li Ming! ”

I don't know who started it, a group of carnival cries sounded in the fighting arena, and almost seventy percent of the audience looked at the smiling young man, and their eyes were filled with a kind of fanaticism.

The grim man frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Li Ming, as a dangerous figure in the fighting spirit, is naturally also the focus of popularity in the fighting soul field, and it is no exaggeration to say that more than half of the people here are coming for Li Ming.

Another half came for this centennial event, and no one cared who the person against him was.

Li Ming looked at the audience in the carnival, a weird smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was enjoying this moment.

After about three or five seconds, the cheers subsided, and the grim man spoke: "Next, we will invite our mysterious No. 89 Battle Soul Master, for this soul master, our Fighting Soul Field does not have much information record, but I believe it will give you a satisfactory Fighting Soul battle." ”

Wu Jinsong glanced at Ning Ye, said to Flender and the others, and walked on stage.

"Shh

The audience instantly resounded with a burst of boos, especially Wu Jinsong, although his body was not short, his face was obviously still a little immature.

"This fighting spirit, peace is precious, if you are defeated, admit defeat in time, the winner must not continue to shoot, otherwise it will be directly disqualified."

The cold man looked at Wu Jinsong, and there was also a little surprise in his eyes, and he seemed to understand the order he had been ordered before.

"Oh roar, this time I'm still facing a child, what's the matter, are you afraid that the Fighting Soul Arena will come to this point, so you can only arrange a child battle for me."

Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong, who was only a few meters away from him, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cruel: "Child, you have all your teeth, so you came here." ”

Hearing these words, Wu Jinsong stared at him expressionlessly.

The YMCA ridiculed him, and what he was thinking about now was how to win faster and more perfectly, and perform well in front of the teacher.

Li Ming sighed twice: "Yo, these little eyes are really scared to death." ”

Wu Jinsong was still staring at him expressionlessly.

Li Ming was a little unhappy, and his eyes were a little fierce: "Child, don't come out to hang around just after weaning, the outside world is still very dangerous." ”

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh yes, the milk you drank is really good, I have tasted it a few times, and it is really good." ”

Wu Jinsong's face became gloomy.

No matter how Li Ming mocked him, it was fine, but why should others be involved.

Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong's face, understood, and continued to smile: "Yes, yes, just this expression, your father also had this expression when he knelt on the side and watched me drink milk." ”

Wu Jinsong's face darkened: "You are looking for death." ”

"Don't say anything about it."

The cold man looked at Li Ming, and he didn't like it between his eyebrows.

He had heard it before, this Li Mingzui was very cheap, but he didn't expect it to be so cheap.

"Lord Referee, I'm just talking, look at this kid, he just can't hold his breath."

was reprimanded, Li Ming still had a hippie smile.

"The fighting spirit begins."

The cold man didn't say anything, snorted coldly, and retreated violently, retreating directly to the edge of the fighting spirit platform, watching the battle between the two.

Li Ming smiled and looked at Wu Jinsong holding the black gold gun: "This is too urgent, it's exactly the same as your mother." ”

Wu Jinsong's face returned to calm, the black gold gun was held in his hand, and the simplified black armor was instantly possessed.

"Bang!"