Chapter 35: The Quarrel

Weird, a weird feeling shrouded Guan Yun and Tang San's heads, and the ten people on the field who participated in the fighting field ...... Most of them don't use their own martial spirits, but mostly hold weapons.

"Aren't they soul masters?"

Tang San asked the master curiously.

"Most of their martial souls are waste martial souls, of course, there are some offensive martial souls, but the innate soul power is too weak, and they are destined to become real soul masters."

"If they were real soul masters, they wouldn't have to come to the Fighting Arena, here...... There are condemned prisoners who have committed crimes, and there are poor people who have no way out...... There are even occasional real soul masters, and you don't know what their role was before, bet on ...... It's the only way to play in the fighting field, whoever you think can survive, you buy whom's life. ”

"It is said that ...... There has been more than one Soul Emperor in the Fighting Field, it depends on whether your eyesight is enough. ”

The master regretted more and more that he had left these two little ones behind, and it was not a good thing to be exposed to death too soon.

Fighting...... The real fight, the duel of these ten people is completely free from the restrictions of the martial soul, and every move and style is aimed at the opponent's death hole, so I am afraid that I will use less force.

The only time the martial spirit appeared was actually a pot, that's right, the kind of iron pot used for stir-frying, a fat and big-eared man summoned it to block the opponent's big knife that slashed at his neck, and successfully showed a wave of counter-killing.

There were even a few guys whose hands were obviously cut off, and they actually stood up and bit the opponent's neck with their mouths, and they refused to let go after being stabbed several times, and the smell of blood quickly filled the entire field.

Whether it was Guan Yun and Tang San, who watched it for the first time, or the master who had expected it, they all felt that their scalp was numb at this moment.

"Why would anyone participate in such a horrible competition."

Tang San spat and asked the master with an ugly face.

"Because of the money." Guan Yun opened his mouth first.

"Money? Why? Isn't there no shortage of money for soul masters? ”

"That's right, the soul master is not short of money, but are the following people soul masters? There are only so many gold coins in total on the Douluo Continent, where do you think the soul master's money came from? ”

Guan Yun gave Tang San the simplest example.

"That's just the simplest treatment, except for minor problems such as colds and fevers, but for all other diseases that can't be treated by medicine, you can only spend a lot of money to seek a healing soul master."

"Do you know how big the so-called big price is? It was a family of three rations for that year, and it could also be an astronomical amount that was too large for them to be unbelievably large. ”

"It's just an economic balance." The master gave an official statement, but it made Guan Yun laugh.

"What economic balance?" Tang San was puzzled.

"Ordinary people rely on hard work in exchange for gold coins, soul masters rely on the characteristics of martial souls to get sky-high gold coins from ordinary people, and Wuhun Hall gets gold coins from soul masters by selling, and finally takes out a part of it, which is called for all sentient beings."

"This is the economic balance of the Douluo Continent, Little San."

"Is there anything wrong with that? Except for a certain color you wear, it seems reasonable, huh? ”

Tang San knew that in these aspects, his mind was definitely not as fast as Guan Yun's.

"You come on? This is your disciple. Guan Yun said provocatively at the master.

The master ignored him, he was not a good at this kind of problem, and he had long since discovered that Guan Yun had some kind of unusual talent in this kind of rebellious view.

"The Martial Soul Hall tells the world that you get as much as you give, but most soul masters, obviously have nothing to give, but they easily get everything."

"But a lot of people have obviously put in a hundred times the effort, but they can't compare to the hard work of the talented people who move their fingers."

"This is a tower, the civilians stay at the bottom, the soul master in the middle, and the gods are at the top now."

"Do you know what the scariest thing is? That is the people at the bottom, who can't get out at all, one generation, two generations...... Or even a hundred generations. ”

"Remember the Soul Saint of the Holy Soul Village? In the entire province of Notting, one person has changed his fate for thousands of years. ”

"This is a deformity, Tang San."

"Those who work hard will not get anything at all in the end, and if they can get everything by talent alone, then why did God create so many mortals?"

"Enough Guan Yun!" The master interrupted sharply.

"If the people of the Martial Spirit Hall hear about it, you will be treated as an infidel!"

Guan Yun looked at the master with an angry face,

"If you are a man who has been forsaken by God, then I would rather be a heretic who has abandoned God."

"Am I right? Yu Xiaogang abandoned by God? ”

Yu Xiaogang? The name of the master? But how could Guan Yun know the name of the master? Tang San was full of doubts.

Nonsense! The legend of the blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex family is a waste wood that is rare in a hundred years, and Guan Yun said that it is difficult to know whether you want to know it in the imperial capital.

After all, the embarrassment of the big family's silence is basically equivalent to the interesting story that the common people talk about.

Tang San wanted to say something to stop the quarrel, but he didn't expect that the always low master would actually lose his temper.

"Guan Yun!" The master's eyes widened, he was wrong, the most dangerous thing about Guan Yun was never his uncontrollable power, but his thoughts, which perfectly interpreted the essence of this world.

Although Yu Xiaogang has never believed in gods, he has never been disgusted with them.

"Do you know what happens if your ideas are accepted by the world?"

"What do ordinary people use to rebel against the soul master class?! Don't be a fool! ”

"They could still have food and clothing, but they will lose their lives because of your unintentional words! It's not a person, it's not a family, it's a total of tens of billions of people in the Douluo Continent! ”

"So what?" Guan Yun's eyes became flat, "So they should live like this forever?" ”

"Being looked down upon all your life? Or do you deserve to be an ant that can be taken away at any time for two lifetimes?! ”

"If we say that we live in this world just to live, what is the difference between a human being and an animal in a pen?"

"I firmly believe that there is retribution in the world, and one day, the soul master who only knows how to ask but does not know how to reciprocate will pay the price for what he has done, I can see... That day is not far off. ”

Guan Yun made up his mind......

Either empower everyone or lose power to all.

"Your hat!" Guan Yun took off his hat and threw it at Yu Xiaogang.

"I can't stand it! Give it back to you! ”