(2 shifts)

The night is long, and many people are destined to lose sleep tonight.

As one of the most important cities in the Barak Kingdom, even at night, there are several places in the city that can be faintly lit.

Follow the paved main road paved with bluestone floors all the way to the heart of Soto City, where in addition to the Castle Lord's Mansion nearby, there is also a building called the Martial Spirit Hall.

This is a huge dome building, the whole building is blue-black, it looks solemn and solemn, in front of the gate of the Wuhun Palace, two rows of soldiers in fine armor are holding spears, the tips of the spears are flowing with cold light, obviously not the goods, standing neatly on both sides of the gate with their hands in hand.

Every soldier, the faint fluctuation of soul power on his body shows the strength of the Great Soul Master-level, which makes people look sideways.

And on the top of the door, there is a huge mark of the Martial Spirit Palace, a long sword, a heavy hammer, in a cross form, and the cold spear in the middle passes through, revealing the momentum of the cold forest.

This is the Martial Soul Hall in Soto City, also known as the Martial Soul Main Palace.

Martial Soul Halls are found in every city on the mainland, and the scale of different Martial Soul Halls is also different.

The first is the Martial Soul Division, which is the lowest configuration.

The second is the Martial Soul Palace.

The third is the main hall of martial spirits, which is only available in big cities.

The fourth is the Martial Spirit Temple, which is only available in the capitals of the two empires on the mainland.

The fifth is the Pope's Palace, where only the boss of the Martial Spirit Hall lives.

In addition, there is also the legendary worship hall, where it is said that only the Title Douluo can enter inside.

From the fact that Soto City can have a third-class martial soul main hall, you can see the prosperity of Soto City.

"Click, click, click......"

In the night, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

A fast horse galloped down the road, kicking up a cloud of dust behind him.

The fast horse reached the door of the main hall of the martial spirit, the rider pulled the reins tightly, the front hooves of the fast horse were raised high, and the adult stood up, and the emergency brake was stopped.

The rider turned over and dismounted, looking anxious, and after being examined by the doorman, hurried into the door.

The main hall of the martial soul is more gorgeous than the decoration of the branch hall, the huge dome is covered with all kinds of murals, with simple lines, gorgeous periphery, outlining the patterns of various martial spirits, among which the seraphim is the mainstay, full of sacred solemnity, which makes people admire.

The hall is distributed, and the north is respected.

On the north side of the main hall, sitting on the main seat facing south from the north, is a sour branch wood carved seat, the back of the chair is inlaid with a huge jade, the jade exudes a faint warm atmosphere, it is a piece of superb warm jade.

There is an old man sitting on the carved chair of the sour branch, the wrinkles on his face are like a knife and axe, covered with black spots of old age, and a pair of dark eyes are faint, which is quite impressive.

The old man looked to be over eighty years old, and his white robe was spotless.

He was Bishop Besca, whom Yang Ming had often seen in the past.

At this time, Bishop Besca looked unangry and threatened, and quietly stared at the rider who was kneeling on the ground, and said:

"I told you to keep an eye on Yang Ming's affairs, how are you doing?"

The rider lowered his head and said:

"Back to the Bishop, the humble position is to report to you the information about Yang Ming."

Bishop Besca leaned back in his chair and said with a somewhat graceful posture:

"Let me guess, has Yang Ming joined the academy opened by our Martial Spirit Palace?"

When Bishop Beska said this, he looked like he was holding a pearl of wisdom.

After all, he has worked hard for many years, arranging work for Yang Ming's grandfather Old Jack, and exempting Yang Ming from tuition and miscellaneous fees, and doing his best to buy people's hearts.

Moreover, he also sent a notice to the major colleges and universities in Soto City, he didn't believe it, Yang Ming could still escape from the palm of his hand!

"This ......"

The rider hesitated slightly, but finally stubbornly said:

"Yang Ming has now joined Shrek Academy."

"What!"

Bishop Besca was furious, his white hair was furious, and his body exuded the soul power fluctuations of a high-level soul master, forming a powerful coercion, like a heavy mountain pressing on the rider's shoulders, making him fall to his knees and unable to stand up at the waist.

After a moment, Bishop Besca exhaled a breath of turbidity from his chest and said:

"Shrek Academy, what kind of academy is this?"

Bishop Beska closed his eyes, thought about it carefully, and finally found information about Shrek Academy from the knotted corner of his memory.

There's no way, who is calling it now, Shrek Academy has not been established for many years, and it is not very famous at all.

At the beginning, Bishop Beska's notice to the major colleges and universities in Soto City automatically ignored Shrek Academy.

"Damn it!"

When she thought of the object she had worked so hard to win over, she was actually cut off, and Besca was angry.

But that's not the point!

"How am I going to explain to that adult?"

As soon as he thought of that young and excessive adult, Bishop Besca felt a pain in his head, and he had sworn that he would definitely win over Yang Ming for the Martial Spirit Palace.

After all, a genius who is full of innate soul power, double martial souls, and the first soul ring is a 10,000-year soul ring, which is also a huge wealth for the Martial Spirit Palace.

At that moment, seeing that Yang Ming, a boiled duck, was about to fly away, a cold chill flashed in Bishop Beska's eyes.

It's like licking a dog until the last person has nothing to lose, and in the end he will be angry and want to hack the object to death, and his heart is full of vengeful anger!

"Since this Yang Ming toasts and doesn't eat, then give him a penalty bar!"

With a harsh remark, Bishop Beska walked to his office and took out a piece of information about Shrek Academy from a drawer.

Obviously, the Wuhun Hall attaches great importance to the intelligence of various places, even if it is an academy that is not well-known like Shrek Academy, it has made a simple list.

When he saw that the principal and teachers of Shrek Academy were actually composed of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors, Bishop Beska's eyes narrowed.

"It seems that it is a bit difficult to send an assassin to forcibly break into Shrek Academy, which will create a lot of commotion."

The rough fingertips rubbed across the paper, and finally settled on a line of lettering.

One of the teaching contents of Shrek Academy is to let students go to the Soto Great Fighting Arena to practice their combat skills.

The fighting spirits in the Soto Great Arena are divided into three categories.

The first is a game, that is, to learn from each other, and it is forbidden to kill people ruthlessly.

The second is a life-and-death fight, which is used to resolve irreconcilable disputes.

The third type is the gambling battle, which is refereed by the Great Fighting Soul Arena, and the two sides of the gambling fight send the same number of soul masters to compete, and the final winner will get everything in the bet.

There are also three types of competitions, one-on-one, two-on-two, and group battles.

"Soto Arena?"

A thoughtful look flashed in Bishop Beska's eyes, and he had obviously made up his mind about how to kill Yang Ming.