Looking like a small team of seven people who didn't look like locals, Tang Le's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and then he thought of the tall big fighting soul field behind him, and secretly thought: I should be here to participate in the fighting soul competition here.

Then he shook his head, and he didn't take this matter to heart, after all, if any small team came to another city, then it would definitely challenge his Great Fighting Soul Field, which had recently become the law of soul masters.

After a while, as he expected, the young man who led the team led the six of them straight into the Soto City Great Fighting Arena.

After taking Xiao Er to put the spicy lobster noodles, Tang Le was not ambiguous, and wolfed down his lunch.

After resting for a while, Tang Le also walked quickly into the Great Fighting Soul Arena.

Following the information on the previous ticket, Tang Le found his way to the private special individual competition battle table.

It's just that he was a little nervous along the way, because he was surrounded by heavily guarded guards, and if he hadn't seen Tang Le holding a golden admission ticket in his hand, I'm afraid he would have been arrested a long time ago.

The granite on both sides is also a specially customized bluestone pattern, engraved with some dense text, and the carpet under Tang Le's feet is also carefully paved with high-quality silk.

Everything here exudes a sense of "luxury".

After walking for more than 50 meters, I came to a corner. There was a small makeshift counter around the corner, and the people who signed up in front of the counter were not familiar female staff, but soldiers armed with knives.

The registration here is also extremely simple, Tang Le handed over the admission ticket in his hand, and the soldier's expression became serious and respectful after taking a few careful looks.

"Please!" A rough voice sounded, and the soldier slowly pushed open the heavy gate, signaling Tang Le to enter the competition area.

When the gate was all opened, what appeared in front of Tang Le was an extremely vast battle platform, this platform was at least fifty meters long and twenty meters wide, and the surrounding guardrails were all made of special steel, if it was not at the level of the Soul King or above, it would not be able to destroy this special guardrail at all.

Tang Le walked in with curiosity, and the floor inside was covered with red carpets, and the carpet was inlaid with golden patterns around it, which looked very beautiful and elegant.

It's just that Tang Le is a little puzzled, there is no audience seat in such a luxurious fighting arena, except for a luxurious small private room at the top of the fighting arena, there is no other place to watch the battle.

"Which guy is here to die?" Just as Tang Le was still observing his surroundings, an evil smile came into his ears.

Tang Le immediately turned his head and looked at the black-robed figure on the stage in a daze.

He immediately recognized who this person was, the holder of the twenty-six consecutive winning streak, Dao Ming!

He was still the same as before, wearing a black robe that could completely cover his whole body, and a hideous mask on his face, except for two blood-red eyes.

Both of his arms are wrapped in a special cloth that minimizes injuries and prevents excessive blood loss in times of crisis.

"We meet again." Tang Le said with a smile, if other people saw Dao Ming at this time, I am afraid they would have been so frightened that they couldn't speak, but Tang Le was still able to talk and laugh, which made Dao Ming a little interested.

Dao Ming raised his eyebrows, and his eyes full of blood and evil looked at Tang Le like a hook.

Feeling the spiritual attack coming from Dao Ming's ghost-like eyes, Tang Le was not afraid at all, and without even blinking his eyelids, the Northern Darkness True Qi on his body suddenly poured into his whole body, and he forcibly pushed back his spiritual attack.

Dao Ming withdrew his attack and said with a faint smile, "I remember you, come up." After speaking, he turned around and walked into the Fighting Soul Stage, making room for Tang Le.

Tang Le hesitated for a moment and then jumped up with his right leg, and the two-meter-high Fighting Spirit Platform was obviously an item that could be easily climbed over in his eyes.

After getting on the fighting spirit platform, he found that this fighting platform was unusual. The entire table of the Fighting Soul Platform is made of special spars, this kind of stone can maintain the effect of soul power very well, you will not let a lot of soul power be lost, and there is also a very high defensive power, which is not something that ordinary battles can penetrate, of course, if it is a team battle, then mention it separately.

The moment he jumped on the battle platform, he suddenly felt that his body was extremely light, and the soul power of his whole body was abundant, and that full sense of power suddenly surged up again.

"Why did you come to challenge me? How? Wasn't it enough to lose last time? Dao Ming said indifferently, as if he didn't see Tang Le in his eyes, for Tang Le, he seemed to be just playing, as if he was playing with a child.

"What can't defeat me will only make me stronger." Tang Le's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he snorted coldly.

"I'm so confident." Dao Ming looked at Tang Le with interest, "You think you can knock me down if you absorb the third soul ring?" Amusing. ”

Tang Le's heart groaned, how did he know that I had absorbed the third soul ring?

Dao Ming said: "Don't be suspicious, I have noticed your breath since you first entered the door, at this time you are calm, and with a strong fighting spirit, compared with before, it is too bad." ”

"But ......" At this point, his tone paused, and instantly became mocking, "You think you can defeat me with your strength?" Come on, let me see how many pounds and taels you have! ”

As soon as the words fell, Dao Ming's figure instantly became illusory, and an unknown wind blew on the entire fighting spirit platform, and Tang Le clearly saw that in the middle of this wind, a blood-red war knife was hovering in it.

That's the martial soul of Dao Ming, the Moon Knife!

Dao Ming's right hand released a black air current, black and red intertwined, and the resulting light splashed everywhere. Then his right hand twisted and jerked into the air, and the Bright Moon Knife fell directly into his hand.

Tang Le's brows furrowed slightly, looking at Dao Ming, who seemed to be transformed into a god and demon, and the vigilance of his whole body was raised to the highest.

It seems that not only has he become stronger, but he has also become stronger.

Tang Le secretly said in his heart, he originally thought that he could wash away the shame of the day after breaking through, but now it seems that this battle is still an unknown.

Tang Le's right hand was raised, and a dexterous black silver grass drilled out of his palm, and the three circles of light that had been two yellow circles circled under his feet, and the cold and sharp soul power suddenly locked on Dao Ming.

The long branches and leaves on the black silver grass began to spread to the ground, like a poisonous snake crawling on the ground, and one by one quickly spread on the battle platform. In less than three seconds, the Black Silver Grass had already covered the range that Tang Le could control.