Soto City

At night, Soto City is brightly lit and lively, with roadside stalls selling all kinds of snacks and small items, and the streets are bustling with people.

Xiao Wu was very curious about everything, and pulled Tang San around.

Dai Mubai was behind Flender, not leaving an inch, and the frivolity of the past had disappeared.

Ma Hongjun's eyes narrowed into a slit on his fat face, and he quietly looked at the plump and charming women in the crowd, sucking saliva from time to time.

Mihawk fell behind the group, expressionless, with an even and powerful stride, accustomed to being alone and too lazy to be lively.

Zhu Zhuqing had a noble and cold face, a graceful posture, and sexy long legs walked side by side beside Mihawk, and the rhythm was surprisingly consistent.

Although cats are cold, they can sometimes be very touching.

It didn't take long

Flender led the crowd to a majestic building 100 meters high.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had never been here, and they were a little confused and curious about this place, and Flender turned around and explained to the three of them.

Mihawk knew that he was a frequent visitor to this kind of place, and in the years when he practiced alone, there would also be times when he lacked gold soul coins, such as the imitation black knife night in the ring, the obsidian knife forged, clothing and daily necessities.

The Star Dou Forest has met a lot of soul masters and mercenaries, but Mihawk doesn't bother to do this kind of thing, so he can only come to the Fighting Soul Field to participate in the secret fight, killing and killing people to maintain his life, like this.

On the surface, there are three forms of fighting in the arena, the first is the open-faced competition, which prohibits killing. The second is a gambling fight, where the winner gets everything in the bet, and the last one is a life and death fight, which is used to solve irreconcilable contradictions, but it is necessary to register the type of martial soul, test soul power, age, and place of birth.

And this is all on the surface, and there is an unknown secret fight, that is, the underground fighting soul field.

The rules of the underground arena are that there are no rules, if there is one, there is only one that is to kill your opponent, no matter how despicable and cruel means or soul guides are used, it doesn't matter, there is only victory and death here, and those nobles who are high up will also take off their usual disguises, roaring and roaring, in the ring of the underground arena, there will never be dry blood and safe exit. And here, you only need to register your soul power.

However, there is one thing that is the same, both on the surface and secretly.

As long as the martial soul is registered correctly, the soul power level is correct, whether the martial soul is used or not, it is the soul master's own business, as for the person whose soul power level is higher than the person filled in the registration, want to fish in troubled waters? Then wait for the seven top sects in the mainland to hunt down.

Mihawk actually didn't want to come, this place was of no help to him anymore, and the martial spirits he should have seen were almost all seen, and they were all vulnerable ants, so he couldn't be interested. But when Flender looked at him, with that resentful look in his eyes, Mihawk decided to come over and have fun, just to pass the time of boredom.

Approaching the Soto Arena, there is a huge main arena and twenty smaller sub-arenas.

After Flender popularized the classification of the rules in the fighting arena to Tang San and the others, he immediately said to Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai: "You two take Xiao San Xiaowu to register, Zhu Zhuqing and Mihawk, I have my own arrangements."

"Yes, Dean"

Flender waited for Tang San and the others to walk away, turned around, with an unnatural smile on his old face, pushed his glasses, and asked Mihawk: "Hawke, I know you, you deliberately hide your strength, but it doesn't matter, can you tell me how many levels of your soul power are now?"

"Dean, my current soul power is about level thirty-six."

Mihawk did not hesitate, he already knew that Dean Flender and his teacher were close friends, and there was no need to hide it.

Flender was not surprised, Mihawk could even beat Zao Wou-ki, even if he said that he was a soul emperor, he dared to believe it.

Zhu Zhuqing on the side was also expressionless, in her heart, Mihawk was the representative of the word powerful, and level thirty-six would not surprise her.

Flender nodded, and then said to Mihawk: "In this way, individual soul fighting, it's up to you whether you participate or not, but you must form a combination with Zhu Zhuqing to have a two-on-two soul fight, and according to the rules of the soul fighting field, according to the highest level of the group, so you will be matched with two opponents at the level of the fighting soul, Hawke, I have only one request for you, you can solve one opponent first, and let Zhu Zhuqing deal with the remaining one, unless her life is in danger, otherwise you can't make a move, okay?"

Mihawk nodded.

Flender looked at Zhu Zhuqing again, Zhu Zhuqing naturally had no opinion, she was very satisfied with this arrangement, and silently ordered an assist praise for Dean Flender in her heart.

It's great!

Flender saw that the two of them had no opinion, and he was secretly happy, this battle was overwhelming!

"Okay, you two follow me, and I'll take you to sign up."

Flender took the two of them to the staff of the Fighting Soul Arena to register and test their soul power, Mihawk's soul power was level thirty-six, while Zhu Zhuqing was level twenty-eight.

The staff issued Iron Fighting Spirit tokens to the two.

Mihawk took it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and then took back the soul guide, he was not interested in participating in any individual competitions, he had already played countless individual competitions in the underground fighting arena, and there would be no iron fighting soul and silver fighting soul there.

At this point, Flender spoke.

"Then register the two of them for a two-on-two teamfight.

The staff had some doubts in their hearts, but the quality was still quite high, and there was no nonsense.

"Ten gold coins for the registration fee" Twenty gold coins flashed in Mihawk's hand and handed them to the staff.

"Please give your group a name"

Mihawk looked at Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing had an expression of I listen to you, you can do whatever you want, the corners of Mihawk's mouth twitched, if Zhu Zhuqing was a man, he would have been cut into eighteen sections a long time ago, thought about Zhu Zhuqing's martial spirit, and said coldly to the staff: "Mortal Knife."

"Okay, I'll register you for this, please give me your Iron Fighting Spirit token."

The token of the two has four more words.

"Dark Knife Combo."

Tang San and a few people came over, Xiao Wu was a little unhappy, and when he saw Mihawk, he ran over like a rabbit.

"Brother Hawke, you don't know how annoying the staff member who registered the group for us, turning Xiao Wu's dance into the number five, I'm so angry, hum."

Mihawk touched the rabbit's head, which was considered comforting.

"Xiao Wu, it's your turn to play." Ma Hongjun's voice came.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Xiao Wu turned around and ran over.

A rare tenderness flashed in Mihawk's eyes.

"This girl..."

Zhu Zhuqing noticed Mihawk's expression on the side, a little envious, and didn't know when he would be able to really enter his heart.

Tang San had a smile on his face, although Senior Brother was strict with him and Xiao Wu, he knew very well that Senior Brother was like a brother to himself and Xiao Wu, like a family member.

Mihawk turned around and separated from a few people, and walked towards the rest area, and did not go to watch Xiao Wu's game, because he believed that Xiao Wu would not lose!

……

Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San had a fight, and after a few moves, she simply and neatly jumped to admit defeat, she didn't want to use her strength in this meaningless battle, because it was possible to get that person's approval in the next team battle, she didn't want to lose this opportunity.

At this time, Mihawk was sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, with his feet on the coffee table, holding a wine gourd and drinking.

I don't know when, Zhu Zhuqing has already come to Mihawk's side and said softly: "It's time for us to play."

Mihawk stood up, poured another sip of wine, put the knife on his back, hung the wine gourd around his waist, and walked towards the arena.

……

On the two-on-two wide fighting spirit stage, the host, with a wave of his right hand, put the microphone to his mouth.

"Here's the seventh, two-on-two.

Blade Combo vs. Flame Rose Combo! ”

Mihawk and Zhu Zhuqing walked on the fighting spirit platform, and a man and a woman also came up opposite, looking to be in their twenties.

The man has a feminine face, a slender figure, and fair skin that makes women feel jealous, while the woman has long fiery red hair and a ...... figure Strong, some muscular lines can be clearly seen in the arms and legs.

When the man saw Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes were straight, this is very different from his own old lady, how can he grow at such a young age...... Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the back of the head.

The woman slapped the man directly on the head, swearing in her mouth.

"What are you looking at, I'm watching the old lady snap your eyes out," looked at Zhu Zhuqing's gaze and was also a little jealous.

"I'll have to tear this vixen's face to shreds later!"

Both sides began to unleash martial spirits.

Three soul rings rose from the feet of the feminine man, white, yellow, and yellow, the martial soul blood-sucking rose, and the thirty-seventh-level control system soul venerable.

The soul power on the strong woman's body surged, surrounded by the three souls of yellow, yellow, and purple, and the martial soul flame firebird turned out to be a thirty-ninth level strong attack beast soul venerable!

No wonder the man is so afraid of her, it's obvious, one attack and one take.

Mihawk stood there and didn't move, the two of them were weak and pitiful in his eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing was like a great enemy, and a ghostly light rose all over his body.

Possessed by martial spirits.

Zhu Zhuqing's body began to change, erecting two cat ears, his left eye was peacock green, and his right eye became a sapphire, which was very good-looking, his fingers became slender, and sharp spikes popped out of his fingertips, which were very sharp, and two soul rings appeared on his body, yellow, yellow, and the twenty-eighth level of the Great Soul Master of the Sensitive Attack Department.

The surrounding audience, seeing this situation, booed, there was a gap in age between the two sides, that little girl was just a big soul master, even if the young man who had not released the martial soul was powerful, how powerful could it be.

Flender's heart is happy, hurry up and bet, this odds, turtle! It's fun to think about.

"Hmph, that little girl will be handed over to the old lady, and you can go and solve that kid."

The feminine man nodded hurriedly, and the soul power in his body surged, but before he could release his soul skill, he heard a cold voice echoing in his ears.

"Shave!"