After visiting the martial arts arena, Yueguan took Qian Yuelong to a hotel in the south of the town.

The owner of this hotel is also affiliated with the Wuhun Palace, which is considered his own property.

After checking in with Qianyuelong, Yueguan handed the room card to Qianyuelong and advised:

"From today onwards, the goal of your run-in class is that regardless of your soul power level, I only ask for your victory record. Individual wins are 30 games, 50 double wins, and team... Let's set 20 games. ”

The growth rate of the soul master in actual combat is the fastest.

"When you reach level 30, send someone to send me a message that I have already helped you choose a suitable soul beast for your third soul ring selection. It will take you to hunt at that time. ”

Qian Yuelong nodded: "Okay teacher, be careful on the road." ”

The moon was closed, stepping on the remnant red sunset that sprinkled in from outside the door, the phantom flickered, and the person disappeared into the twilight.

Seeing off her own teacher, Qian Yuelong turned her head and walked towards her room.

Through the room card, you will see a spacious and bright room, the size of the room is about 60 square meters, soft sofa, long wooden table, cabinet, separate bathroom, 1.8m long standard bed, can be regarded as a small home, should have everything.

"Not bad." Qian Yuelong nodded with satisfaction, turned around, looked out of the slightly open window, and shouted, "Come out, you should all be there, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the wooden window was wrapped in a thick soul power with a "creak", and it opened outward.

Two black shadows suddenly jumped in from the outside, fell behind Qian Yuelong, knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, and bowed: "See the Holy Maiden!" ”

Qian Yuelong pulled the silver-white hair that was blown by the strong wind behind her ears, looked at the two people dressed in black, and said, "What's your name?" ”

"It belongs to Xia Yi, and the level 84 strong attack system is Battle Soul Douluo." A muffled male voice came from under the black scarf.

"Subordinate Yunyi, level 85 Keen Attack Department Battle Soul Douluo." The second voice was a cold female voice.

Qian Yuelong's fingers curled slightly, pressed them to her lips, and said thoughtfully: "I remember, grandpa also sent four templars to accompany him to protect him in secret, right?" ”

"Yes, Holy Maiden, the four Templars are all Soul Saint strength, and they are all on standby in the shadows." Fang Yi said respectfully.

Qian Yuelong bowed her head and got down to business: "This time I came to Luge Town, you also know that I am mainly to train myself. Although your mission is to protect me from harm except in the Martial Arts Arena, I hope that I will not act without my orders and when I am not on the line of life or death. ”

This...

Yun Yi and Fang Yi glanced sideways at each other, and saw the same difficult color in each other's eyes.

If there is any mistake in the saintess, both of them will end up with a poor protection and be punished!

Seeing the hesitation of the two, Qian Yuelong added: "You don't have to worry, if grandpa and teacher ask, I will be fully responsible." ”

The two were silent for a few seconds and lowered their heads.

"Yes."

After a few more words, Qian Yuelong waved them away, checked the room, and made sure that there were no potential safety hazards, so she meditated directly on the soft sofa seat, ran the Tianyan Technique, urged the soul power, entered the cultivation state, and waited for the arrival of tomorrow.

......

As soon as the sky dawned, the staff of the Martial Arts Arena yawned and opened the heavy door.

The morning air was still humid, and there was a chill of the night

"Excuse me, if you want to fight one-on-one, can you just report it directly at the service desk?"

A crisp voice suddenly came from behind him.

The drowsiness in the staff's eyes suddenly disappeared, and there was sharpness and surprise, and he turned around sharply, followed the source of the sound, but saw a man as high as his waist... Little girl?!

He didn't even notice her approach as a soul cultivator...

The staff who knew why the martial arts arena existed looked at the petite Qian Yuelong cautiously, remained polite, detached and cautious, and said, "Yes." In addition to team fighting spirits, you need to register in the waiting hall of the team battle area, single and double fighting spirits are registered at the service desk. ”

"That's right, thank you."

Qianyue Long smiled at the staff and calmly walked towards the service desk in his inquiring sight.

In the stunned gaze of the staff at the service desk, Qian Yuelong handed over the identity plate that the staff had handled yesterday.

The staff who came back from the surprise carefully recorded Qian Yuelong's identity nameplate, added it to the matching library, presented it with both hands, and said respectfully: "Dear Soul Master, the Soul Fighting Tournament will not start until half past seven, and you can go to the public waiting area to rest before that." When it's time for the race, your name will appear on the big screen in the public waiting area, so please pay attention to your row number and the playing area. ”

The one who can enter the martial arts arena is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

It's not that they haven't hosted young geniuses, it's just that it's the first time they've seen them when they've come here at such a young age.

Qian Yuelong nodded, held her identity nameplate and walked to the corridor with a wall lamp on, heading to the waiting area.

As time passed, the number of people waiting in the public waiting area gradually increased, and the glance at the corner only increased.

"Whose child? What about the adults in her family? Going to the game? ”

"You are stupid, if you are a relative, go directly to the audience stage of the Fighting Soul Arena and wait. The only one who can enter the waiting area in the backcourt is the soul master who participated in the soul fighting competition! ”

"Huh? She was sent over at such a young age?! ”

"Harm, since ancient times, he has been a genius. I think that at the beginning, I was recruited at the age of eight, and I was lucky enough to enter the Soul Hall Academy and received a period of education, and then came here at the age of eleven. At that time, he was about three or five years older than her. ”

Whispers continue to flow into the ears along the wind.

Qian Yuelong looked at the big screen diagonally above without squinting, looking at the list of opponents and the list of assigned matches on it, and saw her name when she scrolled through the new round of list of opponents.

"Soul Arena No. 9." Qian Yuelong gently read out her own competition ring.

The moment the words fell, she received another surprised look.

Qian Yuelong turned her head and looked at a pair of surprised apricot eyes.

The owner of the apricot eyes also just got up from her seat, and she is a woman with a single ponytail.

She was wearing a blue-gray power suit, and her body was slender, but she could see the lines of the muscles that fit her skin, smooth and tight.

Qian Yuelong blinked, smiled at her, and then walked towards the No. 9 Fighting Soul Field.

"Yo, Shu'er, it looks like you're safe in the next game." A slightly white-skinned hand put on the shoulder of the apricot-eyed woman, "If you win, remember to invite me to a drink!" ”

The woman in the blue-gray power suit paused, glanced at another handsome black-haired girl who approached her, and said in disgust: "A cup of fine beer costs 5 Silver Soul Coins, and a game costs 10 Gold Soul Coins, and you, a picky drunkard, directly drink half of the Soul Coins won in each game every time you drink it, who will invite you?" ”

1 Gold Soul Coin = 10 Silver Soul Coins, 1 Silver Soul Coin = 100 Bronze Soul Coins.

The black-haired woman grinned and patted her on the shoulder: "Oops, isn't this giving you pressure and motivation?" The breath of that little girl just now is a great soul master. ”

Hearing the meaning of the black-haired woman's words, the single-ponytail woman pushed her away angrily and walked towards the arena by herself: "I'm still a soul venerable!" ”

"Then I'll wait for your good news!"

The black-haired woman waved at her friend, and only after her back had submerged into the passage did she restrain the smile on her face.

Of course, she knew that her friend was a Soul Venerable.

Can... To be sent here, a child who is already a Great Soul Master cultivator at a young age, how easy can he be?