Chapter 162: Can It Be My Turn?
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At night, Shrek and his party came to the Soto Arena again and began to do one of their homework every day.
Fighting spirit!
Shrek's other seven people went to the seven-person group battle soul first, but this time, Zeng Yi did not watch the battle of these seven friends with Flender and the master, but sneaked to the main fighting soul field of the Soto Great Fighting Soul Arena to conduct his own solo fighting soul ranking.
In the Soto Great Fighting Soul Arena, as long as you become a Silver Fighting Soul Level Soul Master, you can compete in the largest, most imposing, and grand main Fighting Soul Arena. And if you win the game in this main fighting soul field, the prize money you get is not the same, after all, the silver fighting spirit also has cards.
The winner of the fighting soul won in the main fighting arena can be rewarded with 500 gold soul coins.
Although it is said that in Soto City, there are very few soul masters at the Silver Fighting Soul level, let alone soul masters at the Silver Fighting Soul level Soul Venerable Realm, there are even fewer soul masters.
But Zeng Yi is also planning to try his luck, what if the queue arrives? That's a lot more than fighting an ordinary fight.
In sorting himself on the workbench, Zeng Yi walked to his lounge and slowly waited for his fighting spirit.
Every soul master at the Silver Fighting Soul level will have an independent Fighting Soul Lounge, which can also be seen that the Silver Fighting Soul is also very important in the eyes of the organizers of the Fighting Soul Field.
Zeng Yi walked into the lounge, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the host shouting the titles of two people, but it was not that there was no one among these two people, but the other two silver fighting spirits.
There is a wall of transparent glass in the lounge, so you can see the picture on the fighting table.
In a few moments, a richly dressed young man with long black hair walked onto the field, and his opponent was a man with a strong body.
What's going on today? There is actually a Silver Fighting Soul level soul master fighting? And it's also a soul venerable-level fighting soul!
This made Zeng Yi a little surprised.
Look at the man with long black hair, look at Dai Mubai, who is about the same age as Shrekley, such a young Silver Fighting Soul Venerable? Can there still be this person in Soto City? Zeng Yi couldn't believe it.
As the host started, the two on the fighting spirit stage began to fight.
After the black-haired young martial soul possessed his body, his body kept dancing with blue electric light, one hand turned into a thick beast claw, bursting the sleeves on his arms, his skin was covered with hideous scales, and the electric light flashed on his arms, full of momentum. Three dazzling soul rings shine around the body, two yellow and one purple, the best configuration of soul rings.
Compared to it, his opponent is much weaker, although the soul ring is also the best configuration for two hundred years and one thousand years, and it is also a beast martial soul, but it is not good in terms of momentum, the gap between the martial souls between the two is too big, Zeng Yi knew at a glance that this strong man was not an opponent.
Sure enough, at the beginning of the battle, the two fought together, and the strong man was suppressed by a young man with lightning all over his body, and as time went by, the strong man was defeated and retreated, and it was already difficult to support.
Losing is already a foregone conclusion.
Zeng Yi sat on the sofa, his elbows propped up on the table, his hands and ten fingers crossed, his dark and deep eyes stared at the two people on the fighting spirit platform, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It's a little tricky!
Finally, there is a silver fighting soul fighting soul in the main fighting soul field, and it is still at the soul venerable level. But now that the two of them are already fighting, will there be an opponent of the Silver Fighting Soul and their own platoon after that?
Depend on! It's a little late, my five hundred gold soul coins!
Zeng Yi is now very worried about whether there is anyone in line with him in the back. He has been a Silver Fighting Soul for a month, but he has only fought a Silver Fighting Soul level Fighting Soul once, which can be imagined, how difficult it is to rank.
On the fighting spirit stage, soon, the young man with lightning all over his body blasted his opponent off the field with a thunderbolt punch, and easily won the soul fighting victory.
This is handsome!
Looking at that person, Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The whole body is dancing with thunder and lightning, and the visual effect is really shocking, and it looks very handsome.
So the question is, can it still be my turn?
Zeng Yi looked at the Fighting Spirit Platform with a solemn gaze, and couldn't help but think.
After the fight just now, the staff cleaned up the fighting spirit table, and after a while, the host came up again.
"The next battle is a bit unexpected! I didn't expect to see the legend of our Soto Great Fighting Soul Field today, the Wind Sword Hero, and the Prodigal Son Yi fighting in the main fighting soul field, I believe everyone must be looking forward to it! The host held the amplified soul guide, with an excited look on his face, and shouted loudly to the audience.
"Oh oh oh oh oh ——, prodigal son is easy! The Prodigal Son is easy! ”
As soon as the host's words came out, the audience shouted loudly, shouting Zeng Yi's title in the Fighting Soul Arena, the sound was like a wave, and the atmosphere of the entire Fighting Soul Home reached a climax in an instant.
With Zeng Yi's fame in the Fighting Soul Arena, it is not surprising that he can have such an impact.
Watching the audience's reaction, listening to this surging cry like a wave, the smile on the host's face became even stronger.
It seems that those aristocratic lords are going to make a mistake, hehe.
"And our prodigal son Yi's opponent is the Silver Fighting Soul from the Heaven Dou Imperial City, Dugu Yan! Let's call out the two silver fighting spirits together to bring us a wonderful fighting spirit! ”
With the announcement of the host, the fierce shouts of the audience intensified.
Hearing the host call his name, Zeng Yi was shocked.
He also thought that he couldn't be lined up today, who knew that the next one would be his own fighting spirit.
What's going on today? Are there so many Silver Fighting Souls fighting here?
But I like it!
Zeng Yi's face became happy in a blink of an eye, and he immediately got up and walked out of the lounge and walked towards the fighting spirit platform.
Five hundred gold soul coins, I'm here!
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On the other side, there was a luxurious lounge in which seven people of about the same age sit.
"Yanzi, it's your turn." A young man with long black hair said. If Zeng Yi had been here, he would have been able to recognize that this person was the one who had just fought on the Fighting Soul Stage.
"Hmm."
Dugu Yan lazily responded, sat up from the wide and soft sofa, got up and walked outside.
"Be careful, your opponent is not simple." The black-haired young man looked through the crystal wall and looked at the audience outside who were excited and shouting and cheering, and his dark eyes couldn't help but be solemn, and he reminded the lonely goose.
Although he couldn't hear the sound from outside in the lounge, through the expressions of these people, he could tell that the person named Prodigal Ziyi was not simple.
A few of them had only been here in Soto City for two days, and few people knew them, and almost no one cheered for them, so these spectators showed such emotions for another person.
"Speaking of the boss, what is there to worry about, what other powerful characters can there be in the fighting arena of Soto City? Can it be better than our Heaven Dou City? In the room, a man with blond hair and a handsome face spoke up, a disdainful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Besides, how strong the wild goose is, we all know it, except for you, the boss, who else can stand her poison here?"
"That's right! I can't wait to see the scene where this prodigal son begs for mercy from Yanzi and begs her to detoxify, hahaha. Another man dressed in black laughed.
"Can't you two be as calm as the three of them?" Seeing these two like this, the black-haired young man sighed helplessly.
In the room, there were three other people, two people with similar faces, sitting on the ground under the wall next to them, meditating cross-legged. Both of them are big men with straight noses and square mouths and strong figures. Just sitting there gives a feeling of heaviness and composure.
The last one was a withdrawn-looking girl, standing in the darkest corner of the room, not only dressed in black, but even covered with a black veil on her face, with a slender figure. A long waterfall of blue hair fell behind his back. There was no emotion in her eyes of the same color as her hair, and from her, it seemed that she could only feel loneliness and loneliness.
"Hehe, don't worry! I'll treat my guests well. Dugu Yanjiao laughed, her turquoise eyes flashed with light, like a poisonous snake, cold and cold.
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