When Su Yuntian carried Ning Fengya to the Seventh Fighting Soul Field, Ning Fengya finally felt a trace of unease.

"Su Yuntian, you let me down."

He whispered, but Su Yuntian didn't listen to him, but took Ning Fengya to the lounge dedicated to the Fighting Soul Tournament personnel.

That is...... Preparation room.

Su Yuntian didn't ask what opponent Ning Fengya had been arranged in the Great Fighting Soul Arena, in fact, he didn't care much about whether Ning Fengya would lose or win in the first Soul Fight.

Because the result is not important, the important thing is that the atmosphere of the Great Fighting Arena will infect this self-pitying guy and make him cheer up again.

After a while, the host on the Fighting Soul Stage began to warm up: "Next, the third one-on-one soul fight in our seventh Fighting Soul Field will be conducted. ”

"The ones who will appear will be two Great Soul Masters, they are...... Ning Fengya, the battle soul master who has the weapon martial soul, is facing Qingbao, the battle soul master who has the beast martial soul iron horn cow! ”

"Who will be victorious? Let's wait and see! ”

"Two Great Soul Masters are invited to play!"

The crowd in the stands was sparsely vocal and mostly uninterested.

The fighting soul between the great soul masters, which is considered the lowest rank, has not attracted much attention for a long time, and most of the audience is the relatives and friends of the soul masters who participated in the soul fighting competition.

A tall figure soon came to the fighting spirit platform, this person reached an astonishing height of about two meters, broad shoulders and broad back, his whole body was covered with a layer of granite-like muscles, and the python tendons were knotted under the dark skin, like a small dark cyan snake all over the naked upper body. The fierce light flashed in the big bronze bell-like eyes, and at the same time as he entered the field, he let out a deafening roar from the sky, releasing a powerful momentum.

He is Qingbao, a power-type battle soul master.

However...... Qingbao's opponent, Ning Fengya, did not play for a long time.

The host was about to urge, when suddenly a figure "flew" up from the audience, and then landed on the fighting spirit platform.

Ning Fengya was thrown up by Su Yuntian, and when she landed, her feet were facing the sky, and her posture was very indecent.

"Ning Fengya's appearance as a great soul master is a bit unexpected." The host couldn't help but laugh, "So, the game starts now!" ”

Ning Fengya frowned, with a look of reluctance.

He originally thought that he was already sad when he was judged by his father to be a "waste martial soul", but he didn't expect to be thrown onto the fighting soul platform by Su Yuntian, which embarrassed him even more.

What should I do, do I hold on to this stage and finish this game, or do I just admit defeat and leave?

Just when Ning Fengya hadn't thought it through, Qingbao on the opposite side had already roared angrily and turned on the martial spirit.

"Iron Bull, possessed!"

Qingbao's already very burly body has become thicker, and a pair of large horns have grown on his head, reflecting a metallic luster, and at first glance, he knows that it is very hard, and it is estimated that it will hurt when he is poked.

"I'm going to attack, be careful!"

Qingbao was a kind-hearted person, and he even reminded him before attacking, and then he rushed towards Ning Fengya from the other side of the Fighting Spirit Stage.

Ning Fengya was a little frightened by Qingbao's terrifying momentum, and directly launched the first soul technique.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

The mutant black tower covered his entire body, isolating the world from all dangers.

Qingbao slammed into the black tower, but he couldn't make an inch, but instead made himself dizzy and dizzy.

This black tower is unpredictable, but ...... The duration of the dungeon is really too short.

Just 4 seconds passed, and it was like the black tower of the essence disappeared, leaving only the thin boy.

"Roar!"

Qingbao launched another attack.

Ning Fengya took a few steps back, but there was no way to retreat, and seeing that Qingbao was about to crash into him, he once again launched his soul technique.

"Frostblade!"

Qingbao suddenly felt a chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and the whole person was suddenly pushed seven steps away, and his movements became sluggish.

Obviously, the slow effect of the "Frost Blade" has taken effect.

Ning Fengya took advantage of this opportunity to adjust her position and move towards the center of the Fighting Spirit Platform.

Qingbao's two impacts were unsuccessful, and he was already angry, and a white soul ring lit up under his feet:

"Bull Charge!"

He rushed towards Ning Fengya again, and he was faster and more powerful.

Ning Fengya turned her head and ran, but she was not able to match the speed of Qingbao's charge, and was poked in the ass by the pair of huge horns.

As soon as Qingbao lowered his head, and then he pushed it again, Ning Fengya's whole person was picked up by him with his horns, flew high, and threw it outside the fighting spirit platform.

After a while, Ning Fengya pounced and landed under the stage.

…… He was defeated.

The spectators in the stands finally erupted in cheers, which were tributes to the winners.

Qingbao lifted the state of martial soul possession and waved to everyone with a smile.

Ning Fengya's heart became more and more bitter.

While rubbing his aching buttocks, while returning to the lounge, Ning Fengya received a note handed to him by the waiter, and on the note was Su Yuntian's handwriting:

"Half past twelve, come to the Thirteenth Fighting Soul Field, my field."

Ning Fengya threw away the note with a wry smile, and left the lounge silently alone, and walked through the long corridor, preparing to leave the Great Fighting Soul Arena.

However, when he walked to the gate of the Fighting Soul Arena, his steps became slower and slower, and in the end, he couldn't move anymore.

…… Is it really okay to run away like this?

The ghost made a miracle, and Ning Fengya rushed to the audience seat of the Thirteenth Fighting Soul Field at twelve twenty-nine points.

Standing on a high place and looking at the Fighting Spirit Stage, the feeling was very different from when she was on the stage, Ning Fengya found herself looking forward to Su Yuntian's appearance, expecting him to win.

The opponent of this soul fight was Su Yuntian and a level 28 Great Soul Master of the Blue Wolf Martial Soul.

Su Yuntian's soul power was 5 levels behind, but in Ning Fengya's opinion, it was not a big problem.

After the host's routine introduction, the soul masters of both sides appeared at almost the same time.

Su Yuntian crossed his arms to his chest and tilted his head slightly, as if he was looking down at the other party.

The green wolf soul master on the other side was unhappy, thinking to himself that you, a stinky child, came to this kind of place to fight for life and death?

Su Yuntian had already spoken: "Ants lying on the ground, who allowed you to raise your head?" ”

The Blue Wolf Soul Master was stunned...... When did you become an ant?

"Ants have to be like ants, just lie on the ground and die with their heads down."

With extremely arrogant words, sixteen ether doors slowly opened behind Su Yuntian.

The pale golden door with ripples like water waves is a very beautiful landscape, but the swords, guns, swords and halberds that emerge in it are flickering with cold light, which is daunting.

The Blue Wolf Soul Master naturally did not want to sit still, and quickly completed the possession of the martial soul, and with a low roar, he rushed up.

Without waiting for the Blue Wolf Soul Master to get close, the swords in the Gate of Aether had been thrown out by Su Yuntian.

Sixteen weapons enveloped the Blue Wolf Soul Master, and although he used the Green Wolf's agility to complete a wave of dodge, he was still inevitably hit by seven weapons at the same time.

His speed decreased sharply, and several blood grooves appeared on his body, although the injury was not serious, but the blood mist sprayed, which looked very terrifying.

At this time, sixteen pale golden ether doors opened again behind Su Yuntian.

"For everything!"

The swords came out together, knocking the Blue Wolf Soul Master off the Fighting Soul Table.

This fight is just a face, and it is over.

After five seconds of silence, the entire arena erupted in a roaring cheer.