Dai Ming stood at the door of the [Trial Ground] refreshed, looking at the pedestrians walking by from time to time, and showed a pleasant smile.

Is this what power feels like?

It's really comfortable......

Deming looked around, but didn't find Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.

"Well, yes, it's only been an hour, and it will take at least an afternoon for the two girls to go shopping."

"So what am I going to do now?"

Deming looked at the buildings around him, and for a moment he didn't know where he was going.

"Go to the [Martial Soul Enhancement Center] and have a look? Forget it, I guess it's useless. ”

"Then go to the [Soul Skill Enhancement Center]?"

Deming thought about his 4 black and one red soul ring, and gave up this idea again.

Even if it can be strengthened, it is estimated that the remaining 90,000 points are not acceptable.

"Where to go?"

Deming stood still, looking up at the sky, thinking.

......

At this moment, some voices were heard from passers-by.

"Hey, have you heard? [Arena] two days ago, a very powerful Control Soul Sect came to the new Soul Sect, and it has won ten consecutive victories. ”

"I heard about it, I heard that the martial soul is still Blue Silver Grass. I don't know how to cultivate, it's really strong. And ......"

Deming looked at where the voice had come from and narrowed his eyes.

"Blue Silver Grass? Controlled Soul Sect? Is it Tang San, [Arena]? Interesting. Then I'll go and take a look, maybe I can still rank Tang San, if I do, I will definitely let him know what cruelty is. ”

A smile rose on the corner of Deming's mouth, took out the map, and walked towards the [Arena].

Ten minutes later, Deming arrived at a towering building that was even slightly lower than the Attribute Enhancement Hall, and it was not at all obvious how big the arena was from the outside.

There is a constant stream of people coming and going in the arena, and there are many stalls near the entrance.

"The latest ranking changes in the junior arena."

"If you defeat your opponent quickly, guide (Control Soul Master)."

"Taunt poses."

"The Liberation of Soul Skills and Practical Theory."

"The arena of auxiliary soul masters dominates the strategy."

After seeing these goods, Deming felt a long posture, but he didn't expect this kind of business opportunity.

Deming walked into the arena, a sense of teleportation appeared, and he subconsciously held his breath.

Fortunately, this time it was an ultra-short teleportation, and there was no strong feeling of dizziness.

[You have entered the Arena (Beginner), please select the mode.] 】

[Competitive Mode/Spectator Mode.] 】

Below is a bunch of annotations appearing.

Spectator mode: You can watch other individual competitions, which costs 1 world point per hour, and you can choose to watch the game.

Games played: 1,354.

If you want to watch the top 100 players in the arena, you will need to spend 10 World Points per hour.

If you want to watch the top 10 in the arena, you will need to spend 50 World Points per hour.

If you want to watch the top 3 players in the arena, you will need to spend 100 World Points per hour.

……

Competitive Mode: This mode is for individuals to participate in the competition, and the will of the world will be ranked according to the individual ranking.

The competitive mode is divided into [Individual Battle] and [Team Battle].

Individual battles are in 1v1 mode, team battles are in 3v3 and 7v7 modes, and the two ranking mechanisms will be calculated separately.

……

Deming found the arena interesting, where death is the same as in the Proving Ground, and there is no real death.

I don't know how the will of the world does it.

In addition, no restores can be used in the arena, except for restorer skills.

Deming became interested, this place is good for honing combat skills.

"Choose Competitive Mode: Individual Battle."

[Drop...], the subject is detected to be competing for the first time. 】

[Rankings for individuals began to be assigned, and there are now 14,532 (Junior Arena).] 】

[Beginner Arena: Monks below the Soul Saint (Jindan Period); Intermediate Arena: Above the Soul Saint, below the Title Douluo (Yuan Baby); Advanced Arena: Title Douluo and above. 】

[Please actively participate in the arena, and the top 10 in the arena will be given special rewards.] 】

[The individual has chosen to participate in the competitive mode: Individual Battle, and will be teleported into the rest pod after three seconds]

After a moment in front of him, Deming had already appeared in a rest cabin, with seats, beds, etc., and on the wall in front of him was a large display screen with his ranking, the participants who were already ranked near him, and various game situations around him.

Occupying the largest position on the screen are ten avatars, which are all strange and should all be disguised avatars, lined up from top to bottom, which is the top ten in the arena.

Not only can you rest in the rest pod, but you can also call the staff in the arena if you have other 'needs'.

[Matching opponents for individuals..., matching completed.] 】

[Due to the first battle, please choose your outfit.] 】

A large number of appearances appeared, and Deming even saw Iron Man's shell decoration, as well as the paid outfit, in which he saw the Hand of Noxus.

Generally, participants will make changes to their facial features, or adjust them to be ridiculously handsome, or to be ugly to thrilling.

Deming decided to cover his face, there were spectators in the arena, and if he didn't hide his face, his school career might not have been very peaceful.

Deming chose a metal mask that only showed his eyes, and the metal mask was blood-red as a whole, covering his mouth and nose without being depressed.

[The subject has chosen its outfit and has begun to teleport.] 】

After a flicker of eyes, Deming's gaze returned, and he observed his surroundings.

He was on top of a round platform, which was not small, about two hundred meters in diameter, and under his feet was a solid and non-slip metal ground, and the edge of the field was filled with formation shields.

The arena is surrounded by stepped auditoriums, and the overall shape of the arena is like a puddle, with a flat circular arena in the middle and a high surrounding auditorium.

This makes it easier to enjoy the competition, and the shouts of the spectators will also encourage the fighting spirit of the competitors.

With Deming's current [14,532 ranking], there are only a few scattered people in the huge auditorium.

"Brother Shuizi, come on."

A handsome girl stood up and shouted in the audience.

"Ah Shui, kill him."

"If you win, Brother Wang, I'll invite you to drink."

There were no spectators, and the only few people were his opponent's cheerleaders.

Deming's opponent is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, the boy is dressed in a Kasha decoration and holds a strong crossbow in his hand, he should be Brother Shuizi.

[Three, two, one, the battle begins.] 】

"The ranking is very fast, I have already won two games, and if I win three games in a row, the ranking can improve a lot.

Brother Shuizi fiddled with the pistol, his eyes full of confidence.

"Surrender with a knife, 250 meters away, you can't touch me, I can pull you to death."

After saying that, Brother Shui Zi put on a standard shooting action, but he didn't shoot a crossbow, probably based on the handsome nature of the young man.

Deming stood still, looking at his opponent suspiciously in a metal mask.

It's so weak......

It's just the level of the Soul Venerable, is the standard of the outer courtyard so low?

With such an opponent, how did he get it?

"Finish early and celebrate."

Brother Shui Zi pulled out the strong crossbow with both hands, groaned, and shot three arrows in a row.

"Ah Shui, destroy him."

The cheerleaders in the audience began to cheer for Mizuko.

Deming looked at the three sharp arrows flying in front of him, and he didn't want to dodge.

Ding, ding, ding.

Three sharp arrows were cut off, and this scene made the sound of the audience stop abruptly.

"What a joke!"

Several people in the audience were dumbfounded, their mouths slightly open and frozen.

They are only survivors of the end of the world, and they don't have much understanding of the strength of combat power, and splitting crossbow arrows with cold weapons is still too dreamy for them.

Ah Shui looked at Deming in surprise, and subconsciously wanted to shoot a few more shots.

Airplanes~

A bloody shadow flashed in his sight, and Deming had appeared in front of him.

The blood-red blade appeared in his sight, and by the time he regained consciousness, he was already in the lounge.

"I lost?"

Brother Shui Zi sat on the ground with a confused face, his eyes full of disbelief.

……

Deming slashed Brother Shui Zi into a cloud of light with a single sword, and his first competition ended.

"How the hell does this match?"

Deming sat in the rest compartment suspiciously, and clicked on the hint of the will of the world.