"Qin Ze, six years old, soul power level twelve, martial soul demon armor! Innate soul power! ”

The staff wrote down Qin Ze's information with trembling hands.

"Shhh The staff tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Ze, saying, "Go, take the piece of paper and go to the war zone to register." ”

"Thank you!" Qin Ze thanked him, turned around and left the tent.

Since he was the last person to sign up, there was no one outside the tent at this moment, and at the same time, almost two hundred meters away from the tent, a dense crowd of people crowded together, and an exclamation resounded throughout Jiubao City.

"Now that you've signed up, it's time for me to leave." Around the corner, Poison Immortal walked out and looked at Qin Ze in front of him.

Qin Ze solemnly bowed to the poisonous immortal, "Thank you seniors for your support all the way!" ”

Poison Immortal smiled and said, "I'm very optimistic about you, but it's a pity that the rules of the sect can't be broken, I hope that the next time we meet, you will have become a powerful soul master." ”

Poison Immortal patted Qin Ze on the shoulder, handed him a money bag, and then left.

Qin Ze stood in place, countless people walked by him, all of them were residents of Nine Treasure City who were in a hurry to visit the competition, Qin Ze looked at the direction in which Poison Immortal left, and the corners of his mouth crossed a trace of arc.

With a turn of his eyes, Qin Ze looked in the direction where the competition platform was located, Douluo Continent, I'm here!

……

After coming to a passage where his identity needed to be verified, Qin Ze took out the card given to him by the staff in the tent before.

The staff in the passage obviously didn't expect that there were still people who signed up, and then let Qin Ze enter the passage, "It's too late for you to come, it is estimated that it will be almost late to arrange for you to fight." ”

One of the girls with a delicate face said to Qin Ze.

"It's okay, watch and listen more, and learn from experience." Qin Ze said thank you to the beautiful girl, and then walked along the passage towards the interior.

"How many people are signing up this year?" The fellow door next to the girl looked at the direction Qin Ze left and asked.

The girl thought for a moment and said, "Plus this little boy is exactly five hundred and thirty people." ”

"Let's go, let's take a look, the registration is closed at this time, and no one will come."

"No, let's wait until tomorrow to watch the battle in the Fighting Arena, it's just the qualifiers anyway."

"Okay, I'll see it tomorrow."

When Qin Ze walked out of the passage, he was greeted by an extremely spacious large tent.

Qin Ze swept his eyes, and the people in this tent were probably no less than five hundred.

His appearance did not attract much attention.

At the same time, there is also a monitor-type soul guide at the top of the tent, which records the candidates for the battle and the winners and losers!

"New here?"

Just as Qin Ze was looking at the monitor, a flat voice came from his ears.

He looked down and saw a little fat man with a mohican hairstyle sitting in a chair looking at him.

"Yes, I just signed up." Qin Ze replied.

The little fat man smiled lightly and pointed in the direction to Qin Ze, and said, "That is the place responsible for arranging candidates for you to fight, go quickly, otherwise you will have to wait in vain." ”

"Thank you!" Qin Ze thanked him, and then quickly ran to the registration point located in the corner.

After Qin Ze finished reporting his name and was arranged to fight against the opponent, he was about to talk to the little fat man, but he saw that he was already gone.

Shaking his head, Qin Ze glanced at the time of his battle, half past seven in the afternoon, and now it is only nine o'clock in the morning, and the time is still very early.

As for the opponent, Qin Ze didn't know who it was.

"!!"

Suddenly, a shout of excitement broke through the sky and was transmitted directly into the tent.

Whew!

In an instant, the five hundred or so people in the entire tent all raised their heads and looked at the tent door with a surprised expression.

Qin Ze was even more puzzled, but it was a pity that the person at the registration point told him that he was not allowed to leave the tent without reading his name, otherwise it would be good to watch the battle and study.

"Sheng Yingjie, Sun Yuwen"

"Shen Xiaowen, Leng Sizhen"

"Ma Yumo, Wei Seng Da"

Time passed little by little, and people with their names constantly walked out.

In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

Within three hours, almost two hundred people walked out.

Qin Ze didn't know what the outcome of these people was, he only heard shouts from the outside world.

At lunchtime, there is a dedicated person to deliver the food, and as for those who want to go to the toilet, there is a passage on the side of the tent, and outside is the arranged soul guide toilet.

It's so advanced!

The Nine Treasure Liuli Sect is also worthy of being a top-level sect, although Qin Ze can't recognize the noon meal, but when he eats it, he is wrapped in a warm sense of air, he knows that this meal is probably worth a lot.

Qin Ze sat on the chair and watched as there were fewer and fewer people around him, and outside, the sky gradually darkened over time.

But even so, it still couldn't hinder the enthusiasm of the residents of Nine Treasure City to watch the battle.

The shouts seemed to be more intense than during the day.

When there were only the last six people left in the tent, a clear female voice sounded, and Qin Ze cheered up.

Not only him, but the other five were also in good spirits, and the six looked at each other, as if they wanted to know who their opponent was.

"Qin Ze, Zhu Ganglie!"

"Leng Xu, Mei Zhenqing"

"All Rope Sect, Shi Zhicai"

When the list of battles was read out, Qin Ze stood up directly and walked outside, he held back for a full afternoon, and now he just wanted to vent well.

The other five also hurried to follow.

Coming outside, Qin Ze looked at the brightly lit square outside, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This square is divided into three areas, each of which occupies an area of the square, and the crowd of spectators also surrounds the battle platform.

The dense crowd stood together, still holding glowing toys in their hands, but the battle was over, and the shouting stopped.

When Qin Ze and the six of them walked out of the tent, in an instant, countless eyes looked at them.

Qin Ze ignored these gazes, he saw a referee waving at him.

The other five people secretly swallowed their saliva, extremely nervous.

"Who is Qin Ze, who is Zhu Ganglie!" The referee is a middle-aged man, with a Chinese face, a serious face, and at the same time a trace of exhaustion on his face.

"I'm Qin Ze!" Qin Ze raised his hand and said.

"I'm Zhu Ganglie!" In the back, an extremely fat little boy walked out.

Qin Ze glanced at him.

The referee just nodded, and then asked the other two teams who would be in the game.

After the personnel were accurate, the referee said: "Qin Ze, Zhu Ganglie's first battle table." Leng Xu, Mei Zhenqing's second battle table. All rope sects, Shi Zhicai's third battle platform. ”

"Did you hear me?" The referee looked at the six.

"Hear me clearly!" The six nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" The referee said.

Qin Ze and the little boy named Zhu Ganglie walked towards the first battle platform, and with the signpost, he was not afraid of making a mistake.