Ever since he was seduced by the "beautiful boy with a red face" in the woods to the point of losing his mind, Su Yuntian has been branded in Lin Mengchai's deep mind.

Lin Mengchai, who came back to his senses, was shocked and angry, and slapped Su Yuntian angrily on the spot, and then ran away without looking back.

Su Yuntian was the first to lose, and of course he didn't chase Lin Meng back.

The two have not seen each other since.

More than half a month has passed, and Su Yuntian has almost forgotten what Lin Mengchai looks like, but his face, this look of blonde hair and red eyes, is becoming clearer and clearer in Lin Mengchai's mind.

Lin Mengchai couldn't control that he didn't want him, this kind of "thinking" was by no means the kind of longing of men and women in love, but was more inclined to hate and hate, but if it was really said, it seemed that the two of them didn't have any deep hatred.

Do you hate him?

Of course not.

Lin Mengchai was confused like this for more than half a month, until today, when she was in the common room of the Fighting Soul Arena, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Su Yuntian's figure, and she felt some irrepressible joy in her heart.

If it weren't for the reserve that wanted to draw a clear line with Su Yuntian in his heart, I'm afraid Lin Mengchai would have gone over to greet the other party a long time ago.

By mistake, the two were arranged to be opponents and participate in the same fight.

While Lin Mengchai sighed with emotion, he had no intention of fighting in his heart, so he simply admitted defeat neatly.

She didn't care about her dignity as a soul master, and she didn't care about the cynicism of the melon-eating crowd behind her, but she cared very much about the gaze that stared at her.

…… He's looking at me.

…… Don't look back, just keep going, go far.

Lin Mengchai told herself, but she didn't know when her steps had become very heavy.

From the bottom of the fighting spirit stage to the short distance of dozens of meters outside the arena, Lin Meng chased very hard.

As soon as he came to the corridor backstage, Lin Mengchai leaned against the wall, his chest rose and fell slightly due to wheezing, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from his clean and fair forehead.

…… Finally, out of Su Yuntian's field of vision.

But why is this happening, and what is wrong with me?

At this moment, in Lin Mengchai's mind, it was Su Yuntian's handsome and masculine face.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of the other party, only to find that it was in vain.

When she staggered forward along the corridor, intending to leave the Great Fighting Arena, in the middle of the intersection at the corner, I don't know when, there was already a teenager standing.

Su Yuntian looked at Lin Mengchai's gaze, and he didn't have the condescension to treat ordinary people, because he treated Lin Mengchai as an equal person to himself.

"Lin Mengchai, why don't you run away without a fight?"

Su Yuntian believed that with Lin Mengchai's soul power level and talent, it was not completely impossible to defeat him. What's more, she is a soul master of the control system, and Su Yuntian currently does not have a treasure that can effectively release the control.

Therefore, he was very puzzled about Lin Mengchai leaving without a fight, so he came to the only way for Lin Mengchai, and planned to ask in person.

But Lin Mengchai himself was not interested in answering him at all.

Hearing Su Yuntian's question, Lin Mengchai woke up from his confused state, but immediately turned around and walked back.

Just now, his mind was all Su Yuntian, but when he really met, Lin Mengchai was so weak that he didn't even have the courage to stop and talk to him.

"Lin ......"

Looking at Lin Meng's back chasing away quickly, Su Yuntian couldn't understand it even more.

Why on earth did this woman come here, and why did she hide from herself like a plague?

…… Forget it, I don't want to think about it, let's go see Ning San.

Su Yuntian came to the Fighting Soul sub-arena where Ning Fengya was, and heard someone shouting and cheering underground from a distance.

When he got closer, Su Yuntian couldn't help but smile.

Ning Fengya's opponent in today's solo fight was the Qingbao he played for the first time half a month ago.

Qingbao not only has a soul power level higher than Ning Fengya, but also comprehensively suppresses his opponent in terms of height, weight, figure, and voice.

Qingbao is still the same Qingbao, but Ning Fengya is no longer the Ning Fengya of half a month ago.

Before Su Yuntian arrived, Qingbao had already launched three rounds of wild bull charges against Ning Fengya, except for the second time when Ning Fengya used the "Frost Cold Blade" to bounce off, the other two times were directly dodged by Ning Fengya.

The shouts in the audience were the applause of the melon-eating crowd for Ning Fengya's wonderful move.

When Su Yuntian arrived at the scene, Qingbao was panting and preparing to launch a fourth charge.

The Wild Bull Charge does not consume much soul power, and Qingbao can rush for another three or five rounds, but if he can't hit the opponent like this, it will be very uncomfortable.

Compared with Qingbao's extravagant troubles, Ning Fengya was nervous, for fear that if she was not careful, she would be killed by the other party.

There is no way, Ning Fengya is not a traditional defensive soul master, but more or less biased towards the auxiliary system, his defense is injury-free, relying on skills, rather than piling up his own blood and defense.

In other words, Ning Fengya is not a "meat shield" in the conventional sense, and she is still very vulnerable in the face of attacks.

It didn't take long for Qingbao to charge again.

Ning Fengya didn't use any soul skills, but ran directly on the Fighting Soul Stage.

…… Even if you don't have the martial soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, you can't give yourself an acceleration aura, but you can't infuse your soul power into your legs and feet and run hard?

At the cost of consuming soul power, Ning Fengya's speed suddenly increased by one step, and he ran along the edge of the Fighting Soul Stage, crossing a graceful arc on the huge Fighting Soul Platform.

Qingbao didn't have him, so he aimed at Ning Fengya and continued to rush forward.

Even if he couldn't understand Ning Fengya's Black Tower Martial Soul, Qingbao knew that the increase in the opponent's speed would inevitably come at the cost of the consumption of soul power.

When Ning Fengya's soul power was exhausted, it was the moment when he won the game!

After going around the Fighting Spirit Platform for a full ten laps, Ning Fengya's speed suddenly slowed down.

Qingbao was overjoyed.

- The other party has reached the limit!

He no longer retained his soul power, and sprinted forward with all his strength along the edge of the Fighting Soul Table.

Seeing that Qingbao was about to touch her back, Ning Fengya suddenly turned to the right, from facing Qingbao to facing the side of Qingbao.

"Frostblade!"

The second soul ring under Ning Fengya's feet lit up, and he used all his strength to push Qingbao far away from the Fighting Soul Platform.

At this moment, the two of them were on the edge of the Fighting Spirit Stage, only five steps away from the stage!

And the maximum push distance of the "Frost Blade" is a full seven steps!

Qingbao only felt a heartfelt coldness all over his body, a feeling he had experienced more than once.

But what made him even more chilling was that his huge body was flying unhinderably towards the stage.

As long as you are pushed away from the Fighting Spirit Stage, you will lose!

This tall and sturdy Great Soul Master stretched out his arm with all his might, trying to grab the edge of the Fighting Soul Stage, but no matter how hard he tried at this time, it was undoubtedly too late.

After a moment, Qingbao fell heavily to the ground, announcing the result of this fight.

"Good!"

The audience burst into applause.