Douluo blood duke

Chapter 82 The Spirit Fight Begins

It's noon and the sun is shining brightly.

In Star Luo Imperial Capital, people came and went as usual, each busy with their own affairs.

But at the gate of the Xingluo Royal Academy, on weekdays, the deserted street that would be a little more lively except during holidays, is full of voices and crowds, and the fringes of the crowd can't even be seen at a glance.

Among the crowded crowd, there were many high-ranking officials and nobles, the figure of General Fu Jia.

And there is only one reason that allowed them to huddle here against the scorching sun, and that was what Zhang Heng said at the gate of the talent training camp a month ago, and the subsequent invitation to fight.

Among the crowd, except for a small number of people with strange emotions, more people just came here to watch the fun, and by the way, get to know what kind of young talent Zhang Heng is who dared to speak such wild words.

For such a lively scene, it is natural to meet acquaintances.

"Yo, why are you here, old boy?"

"Why, you, a butcher, are allowed to come, but I can't come."

"That's not true, it's just a little unexpected that you, an old guy, would go out for such a trivial matter."

"Small matter? If this is a small matter, then there may not be many major events in the entire Star Luo Empire."

"Hey, but having said that, that kid named Zhang Heng belongs to that family. I heard that even the daughter of the Zhu Mansion hangs out with him."

"Then who can know, but... come here and I will tell you quietly."

"Uncle Wu, you know, the genius who graduated from the first batch of genius training camp, he threatened to find that Zhang Heng, but who knows that he disappeared the next day, and the world evaporated, so don't inquire about some things That's good."

"What, is that an exaggeration!"

"That's not."

"Then it seems that this kid's background is very unusual, but having said that, which side do you favor this time in the spirit fight?"

"It goes without saying, of course it's the side of the training camp. If they can't even beat a few six or seven-year-olds, then there is really a big problem."

"Yes, I think so too."

The conversation between the two was just a small voice among the noisy crowd, just like a drop of water in a big river, but their cognition was also like the river flowing downward. Almost no one present thought that a few six or seven-year-old What kind of big waves a child can pull out, it's just to watch a lively scene.

"The door is open!"

Under the sun, someone shouted loudly and cheered people up. At that moment, the crowd quickly poured into the Xingluo Royal Academy. Facing the flow of tens of thousands of people, the academy had already prepared for it. Senior students in black college uniforms stood by the side of the road and organized the crowd to go to the big soul fighting field on the east side of the college in an orderly manner.

Located in the Soul Arena of the Star Luo Royal Academy.

In a special box.

This box is located in an inconspicuous corner of the fighting spirit field, and is separated by a one-way floor-to-ceiling glass. From the outside, the inside cannot be seen, but from the inside, you can have a panoramic view of the entire fighting spirit field outside.

The interior of the box is luxuriously decorated, with red carpets on the floor, gold and silver on the walls, a spacious space, fresh flowers in pots to exude fragrance, and green bamboos standing high to cultivate sentiment. Standing at the door and taking a panoramic view of the whole room, there are only two Word, honorable.

In the center of the room, there are three sets of white leather sofas, one long and two short. There are two people sitting on the sofa, one is sitting in the middle of the long sofa facing the glass wall, and the other is sitting on the long sofa. On the single seat on the left side of the sofa, one is fat and the other is strong. The fat ones are smiling, and their faces are kind, giving people a sense of kindness.

"I said Zhu Ming, can you stop tensing up that face, I finally came out and let you stay with me, why don't you like it?"

After Dai Jue took the wine glass handed over by the glamorous maid wearing a pink short skirt and deep-necked top, she shook the liquid in the glass, looked sideways at Zhu Ming, and said with a light smile.

"I don't dare, but Your Majesty, this matter is a bit hasty. If Your Majesty has explained to the minister earlier that he will come to this pass to fight, the minister can make preparations early, so that he won't stay in this small box now. If it spreads."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about big things. If I told you to prepare early, wouldn't I want everyone to know that I'm here to watch the battle? What if I make those boys feel a sense of urgency? Stay here fine."

"But."

"Stop talking, it's about to start."

Dai Jue interrupted Zhu Ming, put the wine glass on the table in front, then moved his buttocks a few times, and moved his body slightly forward, trying his best to get the whole fighting spirit ring into his eyes. Finally, he couldn't do it, so he stood up directly, Go to the glass wall.

And the emperor stood up, how could Zhu Ming dare to sit still, he quickly stood up and followed, came to the glass wall, and stood half a body behind Dai Jue.

After he stood still, the roar of mountains and tsunami came from outside.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Xingluo Royal Academy's soul fighting arena. I am the host of today's soul fighting competition, Zeng Yong."

Located at a high position in the auditorium of the fighting spirit arena, on a protruding high platform that is conspicuous and has a wide view, a young man wearing a white suit and a red bow tie, tall and thin, with a handsome face and a smile on his face walked When he got to the stage, his voice was high and clear, maybe he used some means to diffuse the sound, and everyone in every corner of the venue could hear his voice.

"Not much nonsense, compared to the fact that everyone has a little understanding of both sides of this soul fighting competition, then I will directly introduce the basic information of the two teams."

"Seven players from the talent training camp, respectively."

"Captain, Shi Chong, Iron Horn Giant Rhinoceros, Level 35 Assault Department Soul Master."

"Participant, Li Ming, martial soul, level 34 combat soul master of the agility department."

"Participant, Lin Lin, Wuhun Mingyueqin, a level 34 auxiliary soul master."

"Participant, Hao Meng, Wuhun Xuanshuisnake, level 31 control system battle soul master."

"Participant, Meng Mu, Wuhun mountain-opening axe, a level 31 attack-type battle soul master."

"Participant, Lin Tianfang, Martial Soul Iron Head Beast, Level 31 Assault Department Soul Master."

"Participant, Li Hai, Wuhun battle shield, level 31 defense system war spirit master."

"Oh, it really is the top academy of the talent training camp. The information I displayed here tells me that these players, including the captain, the oldest is only 16 years old in three months, and the youngest is only 14 years and seven months old. To reach this level of cultivation at such an age, one can only say that he is a talented student who is one in a hundred."

"Moreover, the lineup of the talent training camp has three strong players, one agility, one defense, one control and one support, with top-notch configuration and no weaknesses. It seems that the talent training camp team is coming aggressively. Let us look forward to their wonderful performance!"

Under Zeng Yong's nonsense, a team led by a big fat man slowly walked out from the intersection of the ring. Except for the leading fat man who waved his hands to greet the audience with a smile on his face, the rest of them Everyone straightened their backs and had no expression on their faces, with the words "Don't get close to strangers" written on their faces.

Because the students who can persist in the genius training camp to the end all go directly to the Star Luo Royal Team, and the Star Luo Royal Team is the team directly sent by the Empire for the Senior Elite Soul Master Academy Competition, so before the competition starts, everyone Everyone knows that the students in the talent training camp are strong, but they never know how strong they are.

And participating in a soul fighting battle like this, which is displayed in front of the public, has never happened before in the training camp. Therefore, after the host finished introducing their situation, there was a wave of excitement from the audience at the scene. The sound was overwhelming, and even the ground was shaken several times by the sound waves.

"Okay."

In the box, Dai Jue's face was flushed, as if the outside voices were cheering for him. He was right to think so, because if he hadn't ordered the establishment of this training camp, there wouldn't be this team on the ring, so see He was also very happy to see that they were so powerful.

After the sound wave slowly fell, Zeng Yong's voice sounded again.

"Next, let's welcome another team. As far as I know, this team is formed by a group of six or seven-year-old heroes, so please welcome them with our warmest cheers."

Zeng Yong didn't mean anything malicious, but as the master of ceremonies, he was used to mobilizing the audience's emotions with some hot spots that everyone cared about, and he didn't let him down. Compared with the previous cheers, the cheers seemed a little more mocking.

"Then, let me introduce this team to you, they"

"Suck!!!"

After the audience had vented their emotions, Zeng Yong announced in his loud voice while taking out the materials about the other team prepared by the staff. When he took the white paper with seven groups of information on it, In front of him, when he saw the information recorded on it, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The sound of his inhalation was also transmitted to the ears of every audience. In an instant, the auditorium fell silent, as if affected by the strong shock contained in the inhalation sound, everyone held their breaths. Hold your breath and dare not make a sound.

"Come on, let me introduce, this team, theirs"

Zeng Yong was frightened by something, and his voice became intermittent, which puzzled those who knew him well. After all, for such an important match, it was definitely impossible to invite a random master of ceremonies. Zeng Yong was in Star Luodi Capital. The well-known master of ceremonies in the Hundred Beasts Arena has presided over countless matches, and it is said that he once hosted the only one in the history of the Hundred Beasts Arena, the Double Emperor Soul Fight.

Such a resume makes people wonder what he saw.

"Their captain, Zhang Heng, is a bloodthirsty bat with a martial soul, and a great soul master of the agility department at level 26."

And after he said these words, the entire Soul Arena fell into silence like a cemetery. After about ten seconds, his emotions were like a balloon that was blown up and then pushed down to the extreme. When it exploded, the sound wave even produced ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.

"No, what a joke, six years old!!!"

"He has the cultivation base of a great soul master, and it's still level 26."

"Didn't they say they were six or seven years old? How can you be sure that he is six years old?"

"Seven-year-old has a 26-level soul master is also very shocking, what are you talking about!"

"Impossible, I don't believe it, it must be that they reported their cultivation indiscriminately."

"Wait until you go on stage and see him revealing his soul ring, you'll know, stop shouting."

Perhaps it was the first time for Zeng Yong that he was not disturbed by the voices in the auditorium, but continued to speak with a higher, thicker, and louder voice over the voices of the audience.

"Participant, Daisy, Wuhun White Tiger, a level 24 assault-type battle soul master."

"Participant, Zhu Zhuyun, Wuhun Youming Civet, Level 21 Sensitive Attack Department Soul Master."

"Participants, Mo Yunyi, Martial Soul Blazing Spear, Level 24 Assault Department Soul Master."

"Participant, Fan Ming, Wuhun Soul Eater, a level 25 assault system soul master."

"Participant, Lin Kai, Martial Soul Barbarian, Level 21 Defense Department Battle Soul Master."

"A team member, Yunxue, Wuhun Pen, a level 22 auxiliary system soul master."

It was quiet, and now everyone was startled, their mouths were so big that they could stuff an egg in, their eye sockets were wide open, and the eyeballs seemed to burst out.

And when everyone in the auditorium and the arena was stunned in place, at another entrance to the arena, Zhang Heng in a wine red loose-fitting suit had a warm smile on his face, leading the beautiful and flowery man behind him. Girls and handsome boys entered the venue.

Under the eyes of tens of thousands of people, the young children in the eyes of the seven others walked onto the ring with laughter, as if what greeted them was not a arduous battle, but sweet food.

(End of this chapter)