Chapter 32: The Fighting Soul Field

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Flender walks into Soto City with the Shrek Eight

Today's lesson is all about hands-on

According to his words, the best environment for a soul master to grow is constant actual combat

An ordinary teahouse

Tang San and the others looked at the pale yellow tea with black residue in front of them, and their expressions were speechless

Is this something that people drink?

Tang San and the others sniffed the teacup, and instantly lost the desire to drink it

"Little San, this dean is too picky, is this something that people drink?" Xiao Wu said angrily

"Hey! Now that the academy is in short supply, it will be settled" Flender also felt a little embarrassed as he listened to Xiao Wu's words

"Xiao Er, two more pots of the best tea" Mo Feng has been eating the best and drinking the best behind Qian Linglin since he was a child, where can he still drink something that looks like urine

"Here it is, here it is"

"Wow, it's better to be Xiao Feng," Xiao Wu said with a smile and patted Mo Feng's shoulder

Tang San and Xiao Wu's financial source relied on Tang San's wages for striking iron in Notting City

Since Qian Linglin awakened the martial soul, he began to change some measures of the martial soul hall

For example, the free monthly subsidy for the soul master is gone, and it is exchanged for the same price, such as hunting soul beasts and exchanging corpses for gold soul coins, or picking up some treasures or the like, or joining the Wuhun Hall has a lot of resources every month

With Xiao Wu's identity, he naturally couldn't do anything to hunt soul beasts in exchange for golden soul coins, Tang San originally wanted to rely on this method to make money, but Xiao Wu obviously couldn't allow him to do this, and the beautiful name was that soul beasts were pitiful or something

It was impossible for Tang San to hand over his Tang Sect secret weapon, so naturally his life was urgent

"Wow, Xiao Feng, I didn't see it, you're still a little rich man," Oscar also looked at Mo Feng and said

"By the way, Xiao Feng, who was the teenager who was with you last time?" Flender still asked the doubts in his heart

When the Wuhun Hall besieged Tang Hao, they retreated, naturally they didn't see Qianrenlin, and the identity of Qianrenlin, the Holy Son of the Wuhun Palace, has always been very secretive, except for some people who have internal responses in the Wuhun Hall know a little, and it is naturally impossible for an ordinary soul master like Flender to know

Mo Feng was stunned: "Dean, do you mean the person who was in your store that day?" ”

"He was met by me in the Fighting Soul Arena, it seems to be the son of a family, seeing that I have good talent and young and want to recruit, but I refused on the grounds that I don't like bondage"

"Then why are you with him," Flender asked, puzzled

"He said that it is better to have one more friend than one more enemy, and he happened to be in Soto City for a while, and I had nowhere to go, so I agreed to be friends with him," Mo Feng said as he sipped tea

"And how much do you know about him," Flender felt uncomfortable thinking of the sense of crisis that day

"I don't know very well, I only saw him fight his soul once in the Soul Fighting Arena, and he defeated a Soul King team without opening his martial soul, and I don't know what his martial soul is" Mo Feng said thoughtfully

"What? Defeat a Soul King team without using a martial soul? It's something that ordinary soul saints can't do," Flender said in surprise

"Well, I just saw that he had a good strength and a bit of background, so I agreed to be his friend," Mo Feng also said seriously

Flender lifted his glasses and thought about something

"Hey, what are you talking about the Fighting Soul Field?" Tang San asked them suspiciously

Why don't you open the martial soul to defeat the Soul King team, they don't have any concept now, and they don't know who the other party is, what age they are, they just think it's a veteran soul saint or something

"Oh! That's what I'm going to teach you today, combat training."

"Dai Mubai, you can explain it to them."

"Yes, Dean"

"This fighting soul field is a place for fighting souls between soul masters created by the seven major families, which is divided into single fighting souls, double fighting souls, seven-person team fighting souls, and a special fighting soul: death fighting arena," Dai Mubai said solemnly

"This fighting soul field is generally used to resolve conflicts between soul masters, and later over time, it has become a place for everyone to communicate, whether it is dealing with personal matters or lack of money, it can be carried out in the fighting soul field"

"Because it doesn't matter if you fight the soul in the death arena, even if you beat the other party to death, you won't be held accountable by anyone, no matter what identity or background the other party is, and there is a blockage on the periphery of this fighting soul field"

"This Arena badge is divided into eight levels. From low to top, there are iron fighting souls, copper fighting souls, silver fighting souls, gold fighting souls, purple gold fighting souls, sapphire fighting souls, ruby fighting souls, and diamond fighting souls"

"Little San, it shouldn't be difficult to get a silver fighting soul with our strength," Xiao Wu said confidently

"It's not that easy, I've been fighting here for two years, and now I'm still an iron fighting spirit," Dai Mubai said bitterly

"Ah, Boss Dai, with your strength, you are still an iron fighting spirit?" Tang San was surprised

"Hmmm! This fighting arena is not so easy to mix, everyone has it, and I only have two points now" Dai Mubai shook his head and sighed

"Well, that's all I have to tell you, you'll find out when you go."

"Alright, it's time to rest, it's time for you to go, I'll be waiting for you here," Flender said, closing his eyes

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"Burial Heaven, Burial Heaven, Burial Heaven"

"Bury the heavens, tear them apart"

"Wow! It's the male god Ling Xiao."

"Flame Spirit, Fire Spirit"

"Wang Lin, Wang Lin"

"Ye Lingling, Ye Goddess"

As soon as Tang San and the others entered the Fighting Soul Arena, they heard the people around them look crazy

This scene is even crazier than the top celebrity fans of Aqua Blue Star

"What's going on!" As soon as Ma Hongjun came in, he heard someone shouting something goddess

"This ...... I don't know," Dai Mubai hasn't been here for more than two months

"I know a little bit."

"Oh, Xiao Feng you know?" Dai Mubai looked at Mo Feng in surprise and said, but think about it, this kid had heard before that he often mixed around in the Fighting Soul Arena

"Well, the funeral they are talking about is a team, a total of seven people, five men and two women, one of them is a woman who joined them later, and she is the only healing soul master in the team."

"They came two months ago, and as soon as they came, they defeated other powerful opponents with invincible qualifications, the Ling Xiao martial soul they called is the soul breaking gun, Ling Yan and Ling Bing are a pair of brothers and sisters, the elder brother's martial soul is a fire, the younger sister's martial soul: Ice Phoenix, Wang Lin's martial soul is a wind sword, Zhao Qi's martial soul is a flute, and Li Qian's (chu) martial soul is his eyes"

"There is also the later Ye Lingling, the martial soul is the Nine Heart Begonia, the first healing martial soul in the mainland, these seven of them are all top-level martial souls, and the seven of them are all level 33 Battle Soul Venerables"

Mo Feng didn't expect that Qian Linglin had a woman come in again, and it was still a healing department, so it seemed that this six sword slaves, no, are now seven sword slaves, and this seven sword slaves have no flaws

Because several of them have been trained by Qianrenlin, their physique is extremely strong, and their pure strength is not weaker than that of the strong attack system of the same level

'Do I really want to join the Martial Spirit Palace?' Allegiance to that person? Mo Feng looked at the seven people on the stage who were full of power and thought

If it weren't for him, he might only be in his twenties by now

"But my grandfather died at his hands," Mo Feng clenched his fists and thought silently

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