Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fighting Soul Field
Early the next morning, Zheng Ri called Long Xingyu and Hao Ren together.
"Hao Ren, Xingyu, let's go, let's go to Tongtian City today. ”
"On the day. ”
"Huh?"
"How far is Babel City?"
In the face of Long Xingyu's inquiry, he was thinking for a while, and then replied, "Far away!"
"Do you have a tool bucket for transportation?"
"No, at a distance of nine hundred meters, are you sure you want to use a bucket to travel?"
"I'm dizzy, didn't you say it's far away?"
"Nine hundred meters is far enough, why have I walked such a long distance, you say it's not far?"
Long Xingyu and Hao Ren fell.
Nima, wonderful!
He was walking on a snail, and nine hundred meters was not a blink of an eye for a Soul Fighting Martial Artist.
At first, it was really slow, just like an old cow pulling a broken car, one step at a time, that is called a leisurely, but also beautiful name: enjoy a good life.
Long Xingyu on the side of him was in pain, turned into a blood-colored shadow, and flew away.
Hao Ren glanced at Zhengri, and followed his rhythm to break the car.
"Or Hao Ren is a good person!"
He sighed secretly in his heart, and suddenly Hao Ren couldn't keep up with his rhythm, and the wind was under his feet, and he followed Long Xingyu closely.
"Senior Brother Xingyu, it's really rude, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, wait for me, hey!"
Hao Ren ran the blood soul, and it took a lot of effort for the old nose to change his mind and keep up with the footsteps of Zhengri.
That is, in about a quarter of an hour, the three teenagers finally arrived at Babel City.
"Senior Brother Zairi, where is the place where you said you can earn Blood Soul Stones?" Long Xingyu asked Zhengri beside him.
"Oh, it's here!"
is pointing to a crowded place in front of him, where there are beautiful women dancing with him, and Gongzi Ya Geer drinks and bets, and it is a fun place.
"It turns out that you are also a merry gambler, you used to gamble twice, you haven't gambled for a long time, and your hands are rusty. ”
"Slowly, slowly!"
Zhengri stopped Long Xingyu, who was eager to try, "We are not here to gamble, as a disciple of a famous sect, we have to have our own cultivation, how can we be gamblers?
In addition to the beautiful gambler, there is naturally something else, that is, fighting, which is a fighting arena.
There has always been a local proverb, "Once you enter the Tongtian Fighting Soul Field, your soul will not be able to help you from now on!"
The cruelty of the fighting arena can be seen.
The Tongtian Fighting Arena is not just a duel, the most important thing is that the rules here are very hard, there is no restriction on life and death, just win or lose.
is not as good as the other party, as long as the other party is in a bad mood, it will kill you, and no one cares, and no one can do it.
"Dare to love is a life-and-death struggle, I'll go, it's better to be a gambler!"
Boss Long Xingyu was reluctant, but looking at the fierce duel in the field, the hidden blood in his heart was stimulated.
The corners of his mouth hooked up a provocative arc, "However, it's okay this way, you can just try my whole set of Lingyun Nine Fingers, and maybe you can break through between life and death." ”
In an instant, Long Xingyu was in high spirits.
After signing the life and death documents here at the deacon of the Fighting Soul Field, Long Xingyu and Zheng Ri and Hao Ren drew lots in the lottery pot, and enjoyed the dance of the charming and bewitching beauties, waiting for the duel to come.
After an hour, the adjudicator of the Fighting Soul Field shouted loudly, "Next is the seventeenth duel against the thirty-eighth, every day there is no limit and bloody killing, both of them are well-known killers, but they have never had a chance to fight, who is more powerful, let's wait and see!"
Zhengri glanced at Long Xingyu, as if to say, "You just wait and see!", his body was straight, and he didn't know where to get a delicate and gorgeous fan, and it was slowly fanning.
It looks a little handsome and chic, the taste of the jade tree in the wind, and walks into the ring with elegant steps.
When the other party saw that he was wearing a Japanese clothes, the corners of his mouth twitched, his blood soul was running, and the wind was under his feet, and he rushed over.
"Black bear!"
The blood killing body seemed to contain a thousand catties of huge power, and it suddenly accelerated, and it rushed towards the barbaric rush of Zhengri.
The sun was as majestic as a mountain, still dashing, maintaining an elegant posture, like a spectator outside the duel, waiting for the blood to close to his body, the sun was moving.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared with a flicker.
"If you don't have a cultivated guy, can't you be more elegant?"
Zhengri suddenly appeared on the side of the bloody body, and said teasingly.
"Elegant fart! Don't look at what kind of place this is, a little bit of work quality is good, savagery is the theme here, talk to me about elegance in the beast-like fighting arena, your brain is broken!"
The props that seemed to be used to decorate an elegant gesture in the sun fan suddenly sent out a deadly killing intention.
"Ice Spirit Divine Needle, Heaven and Earth Net!"
There was an exclamation from under the ring, "It's actually a fighter who is infinitely close to the bottom of the ground level, the Ice Fan!"
The smile on the corner of Zhengri's mouth was called a smug, "Good vision, your future is very bright." ”
Although he was single-minded, he was not idle under his hands.
The fan shook suddenly, and several cold rays swept out, like a rainstorm pear blossom, towards the dense shroud of blood.
"Sunset Blade!"
There was a long roar of blood killing, and a fighting soldier appeared out of thin air in his hand, swaying suddenly, bringing up a group of sharp knives, forming a snow-white curtain wall, which protected the body from the airtight.
The Ice Spirit Needle touched the sword, lost its indomitable power, and fell to the ground.
Zheng Ri's eyes froze, "Good guy, it's even higher than my Fighting Soldier Cold Ice Fan, it turned out to be the tenth ranked on the Hundred Bird Life Fighting Soldier Spectrum, and the Fighting Soldier Sunset Shadow Knife of the lower grade used by Xiao Yiqing in the past!"
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to recall the Ice Spirit Divine Needle, looked at the blood kill and said, "However, my Ice Fan is not bad, and my fighting skills are just enough to restrain your Sunset Blade." ”
Zheng Ri revealed an endless cold glow, and shouted, "Heaven and earth!"
The dense ice spirit divine needles converged in the sky, forming a large net of cold ice, threatening towards the blood kill, locking his qi engine.
The bloody body was shocked, "Heaven and earth, you are the descendant of the law enforcer!"
Zheng Ri didn't answer, and he carried enough blood souls to attack the blood kill.
"Blazing!"
The Sunset Shadow Knife shone a ball of blood red, scorching like fire, bringing a thin red halo of the sunset, and the cold wind was sluggish, and there was a murderous intent.
The sword flashed, but there was not a trace left on the net, and it suddenly shrunk, wrapping the blood in it, and he struggled hard, but he couldn't break free.
Standing in front of the blood slaughter, his smile became more and more intense, and he said lightly, "You lost!"