Dai Mubai glanced at the building, and his eyes showed helplessness.

Ma Hongjun didn't say anything.

The rest of the people looked puzzled.

Flender continued:

"A building like this, called the Great Fighting Arena, is only available in cities at the level of the main city, and it is a symbol of a country's strength, and it is generally named after the city where it is located, so the building in front of you is called the Soto Great Fighting Arena."

"The Great Fighting Soul Field, as the name suggests, is a place where martial souls are used to fight, and here you can test your true strength."

"Soul masters of any level, after entering the Great Fighting Soul Field. Victory, you will get a badge, correspondingly. Earn a certain number of points. ”

"When the points reach a certain level, the badge level increases, and this badge is common throughout the continent. The lowest is the Iron Badge, that is, the Iron Fighting Spirit, and the top is Bronze, Silver, Gold, Purple Gold, Sapphire, Ruby, and Diamond, a total of eight levels. ”

Saying this, Flender looked at a few people:

"The task I've given you is to get at least the Silver Fighting Spirit Badge before you graduate, understand?"

"Don't think it's easy to get the Silver Fighting Spirit Badge, Mu Bai and Hongjun have been participating in actual combat here for a year, you tell a few of them, what are the requirements for upgrading the badge level here, and your combat record."

After saying that, Flender took a sip of low-quality tea and moistened his throat.

Dai Mubai understood and said:

"I'm at level twenty-nine and started to participate in the Great Fighting Soul Arena, and I have fought a total of fifty-six battles. The current record is 29 wins, 27 losses, and two points. ”

At this time, Tang San was a little surprised:

"Mu Bai, with your strength, you are only twenty-nine wins and twenty-seven losses, how is this possible? Your martial soul should be a very powerful existence among the beast martial souls. ”

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly:

"Nothing is impossible. The Great Fighting Arena is not such a good place to mix, and it is difficult to fight in ranking! ”

Ma Hongjun also took over: "I have thirty-three battles so far, twenty-one wins and twelve losses, and nine points. ”

Flender looked at the sky outside:

"It's almost time, let's get over! The rest of the situation is being told to you on the way. ”

After paying for the tea, the group left the tea shop and walked towards the Soto Great Fighting Arena.

When they got closer, everyone could see the whole picture of the Soto Arena.

The overall building is oval-shaped, with a height of more than 12 meters, and the interior is divided into a main fighting soul field and 24 sub-fighting soul fields.

The venue can accommodate 60,000 spectators at the same time, including 100 VIP boxes.

This is not only a place for soul masters to exchange ideas, but also a place for all parties to show their strength.

On the way, Flander told a few people about some simple situations in the Fighting Arena.

Here the fighting spirit is divided into three categories, one is the game. That is, to learn from each other and to prohibit killing.

The other is a life-and-death fight, a place to settle grievances.

Finally, there is the gambling fight.

There are three types of competitions.

One-on-one, two-on-two, and group battles.

Walking into the Great Fighting Arena, the most attractive thing is a huge stone monument.

Densely engraved with names on it.

This is a list of deaths.

The names on it are all dead in the fighting soul battle.

It's easy to sign up for the Fighting Soul here, just fill out a form that includes your name, age, place of birth, and martial soul to receive your initial Iron Fighting Spirit badge.

Of course, it's not free, and the registration fee is ten Golden Soul Coins.

At this time, Shen Lang came to a counter, and the person in charge of registration was a girl with a good face.

"I'm here to participate in the Soul Fight!"

"Name?"

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said:

"Wave God!"

"Age?"

"Twelve!"

……

The rest of the people began to sign up, and then the distribution of the fighting arena was carried out.

The soul masters who participated in the soul fight were all arranged in a spacious room to rest and wait for the play.

At this time, in the VIP box of the upper floor, a voice sounded, and it was a young man who spoke.

"Remember, about six years ago, in the branch hall of the Martial Soul Hall in Notting City, the archives record that there was a young man, and when he was identifying the soul master, a purple soul ring appeared!"

However, there seems to be a trace of someone smearing on the identification certificate, and only a vague wave word remains! How's your investigation going? ”

The majestic voice fell into the ears of several people behind him.

An old man looked respectful and said:

"Lord Bishop, at that time, according to the person in charge of the branch hall of Notting City, although this person has a thousand-year soul ring, this person's soul power is only level twelve, and the martial soul awakening certificate shows a waste martial soul, so I didn't track it down."

"Millennial Soul Ring! Twelfth level soul power? Waste Martial Spirit? Who is responsible for the awakening of the martial spirit? ”

"How did an ordinary martial soul absorb the thousand-year soul ring? How could there be only twelve levels of soul power? There must be quirks! It's such a simple thing, and you don't want to do it? ”

"What do I raise you for in the Martial Spirit Palace?"

The bishop was angry, and the consequences were serious.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly spoke:

"The subordinates are guilty, and they must investigate this matter strictly and give an explanation to the bishop!"

"That's it, what kind of heaven can this big fighting soul field have to enter my Martial Soul Palace?"

The young man spoke, nonchalantly.

And below, there is the main fighting arena, where fierce battles are underway!

Ordinary fighting spirits really can't arouse his interest, and only gambling or life and death battles can barely make him look at him twice.

Because between life and death, there is a great terror.

Many times there are unexpected results.

At this time, the old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately spoke:

"My subordinates have done their best for the development of the Martial Spirit Palace, and they have worked hard to find many talented young people, among which the most outstanding one is named Blood Bat, Martial Soul is a bloodthirsty bat, a twenty-ninth level Battle Soul Master! The soul rings are two good hundred-year soul rings! ”

"But this person is a bit bloodthirsty, he doesn't like to participate in ordinary fighting spirits, he prefers gambling fights, and he has recently been stuck in a bottleneck, so he fights almost every day!"

"Lord Bishop, you see it's a blood bat!"

The old man stepped forward and pointed to a person who was fighting in the main soul arena and said.

The old man still didn't say a word, in order to let the blood bat advance, he took out 10,000 gold soul coins as a reward for defeating the blood bat, and the soul power was limited to level thirty-five.

However, he won every game, so he also earned a lot of gold soul coins.

At this point, the young bishop looked up.

On the fighting spirit platform, a young man's eyes were blood-red, and a blood-colored figure appeared behind him.

On the other side, there is a strong man, and his martial soul is a pair of plate axes!

"Below, Cheng Jin, Martial Soul Plate Axe, Level 30 Battle Soul Master, please advise!"

"Soul Skill: Nightmare!"

The blood bat didn't speak, and directly launched the soul technique, and a blood-red mist appeared directly, almost enveloping the entire Fighting Soul Table!

"Soul Skill: Axe Storm!"

Cheng Jin's face was solemn, and he also used his soul skills!

The soul ring lit up, and his whole person rotated rapidly, and the two huge plate axes quickly cut and rushed into the blood mist!

Soon the battle ended, and no sound was heard.

When the blood mist cleared, Cheng Jin lay on the stage, foaming at the mouth.

"It's poisonous!"

He spoke.

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