I walked for about two or three hours.

Tang Le and Tang San came to Soto City together, and Ma Hongjun also wanted to join their small team before, but was driven away by the two. Helpless, he had to aggrieved himself to solve his life, and the original idea of inviting the two was dispelled.

"Where are you going?"

Walking on the bustling street, Tang Le turned his head and asked.

Tang San smiled and said, "Didn't Ning Rongrong ask me to sell the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to their Seven Treasure Glazed Sect before?" So I wanted to come to Soto City to see if there was a blacksmith shop, after all, I couldn't finish so many Zhuge Divine Crossbows. ”

Tang Le's footsteps paused, and he looked at him with a bewildered expression, "You take the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to the blacksmith shop?" Aren't you afraid of being leaked? ”

Tang San had naturally already thought of a way to solve this problem, and smiled indifferently, "I just asked them to build the parts for me, and I will assemble the rest of the parts, the structure of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow is extremely complicated, even if they have parts, they can't assemble it." ”

Tang Le nodded as if he didn't understand, he was definitely not good at assembling parts, but after confirming that the Zhuge Divine Crossbow would not leak out, he was relieved, otherwise, in the future, everyone on the mainland would have a Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

Play with you

Tang San asked rhetorically, "Brother, then what are you going to do in Soto City?" ”

Tang Le smiled and pointed to the landmark buildings of Soto City, the Great Fighting Arena of Soto City.

The purpose of his trip was very simple, it was to verify the effect of absorbing the third soul ring to test his strength.

Tang San nodded, if it wasn't for him going to the blacksmith shop to build parts, otherwise he would also go to the Great Fighting Soul Arena to challenge it, after all, after obtaining the third soul ring, everyone wanted to practice.

After a few more minutes of walking, the two parted, after all, the purpose of the trip was different.

Tang Le came to the main gate of the Great Fighting Soul Arena all the way, the Great Fighting Soul Arena in the morning was a little cold compared to the night, but it was still crowded with people, and the bustling crowd kept pouring in.

Walking into the Great Fighting Arena, even though he had already been here once, the tall buildings inside still gave him a lot of shock.

There were quite a few soul masters in the hall who were registering for the competition, but more of them were talking.

"Dao Ming is simply my idol! Didn't you see him in last night's game, a bright moon knife pierced four! ”

"So powerful? Then I'm going to vote for him in the next game. ”

"I hope I don't meet Dao Ming in the individual competition, God bless, otherwise I will lose even the money to buy leggings."

"No, no, you're still competing in individual competitions? Didn't you die? ”

Hearing the familiar name, Tang Le had some doubts in his heart, Dao Ming? Is that guy?

It was when he looked puzzled that he happened to see a poster on the wall. It is painted with the appearance of Dao Ming, wearing a mask, revealing only two pairs of blood-red eyes. Mingyue Dao was held in his arms, the black cloak wrapped him, and the whole image looked unruly. On one side of the poster, it is written in particularly conspicuous gold letters, and the holders of the 26-game winning streak are clearly identified one by one! At the same time, it is also written in black font below: Defeat Dao Ming will have a chance to get a reward of 1,000 gold soul coins.

"Twenty-six wins in a row?!"

Tang Le exclaimed, the corners of his mouth trembled, this guy is too terrifying. How do you feel that he is like a vegetable in the Great Fighting Arena.

At this time, a middle-aged strong man walked over, looking at Tang Le's stunned appearance, obviously he was not surprised, and kindly reminded, "Hey, young man, don't you challenge that Dao Ming kid because of that thousand gold soul coins." ”

Tang Le smiled bitterly, "Thank you, I won't challenge him." ”

At this time, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "We can't help it, since that kid from Daoming came, the individual competitions in the range of levels thirty to forty have been slaughtered by him, and no one has gone to play individual competitions at all." We have no choice but to participate in the individual competition, presumably in a few days, Daoming will leave. With that, he turned and walked away.

Looking at the back of this middle-aged strong man, Tang Le pondered: According to what he said, Dao Ming has already dominated the individual competition? Couldn't there be a single person in the whole city of Soto to deal with him?

But Tang Le didn't know that Dao Ming had completely ruled the entire Great Fighting Soul Field during this time, and completely confirmed the name of the Sword God. Especially since he had just broken through the thirty-eighth level of soul power recently, it was even more terrifying.

At the same time, there was a teenager who had exactly the same idea as Tang Le.

In a tight VIP box, the curtains around were closed, and the room was eerily quiet.

Walking outside, there were patrolling guards, their heavy armor and fierce murderous aura driving away the uninvited guests around them.

"He Li City Lord, has it been arranged?" The boy sat on the soft rustle and said lightly. The boy's figure is simply perfect, and the slender legs and white arms are simply the existence that makes all the girls crazy.

He was dressed in an unusually ornate gown, and the light silk on his chest did not show his noble status.

The person named He Li was the city lord of Soto City, but with such a noble status, he still had to say respectfully in front of this young man, "Your Royal Highness, everything has been arranged, according to the past practice, no one will participate in this individual competition, you can face this young man called Dao Ming." ”

The prince sitting on the chair nodded faintly, his gaze calmly staring at the fighting soul competition that was going on below. On the table carved out of marble to his right stood an elaborate mask, covered with extremely ornate patterns, every inch of which had been carefully crafted by dozens of master carvers.

The prince looked like he was about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. His fair face had a pair of large deep eyes, and his long eyelashes hung on it like lanterns. His face was as carved as his facial features, and his tall nose, cherry-red lips, and his big eyes were undoubtedly dazzling, and he was suddenly intoxicated by his appearance.

It's just a pity that he's a man.

After thinking about it, the prince said lightly. "By the way, tonight's battle will be the end of the battle, my identity is not suitable to appear in the public eye, He Li City Lord, I believe you can handle these things." He spoke in a very calm tone, but with the air of nobility and royal majesty in his voice.

"This minister can handle it." He Li immediately nodded, turned around and ordered his subordinates.