Douluo's arrogance

As night fell, bustling crowds gathered from all directions at the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena.

At half past five in the evening, everyone from Shrek gathered in Tang San's room.

In the time it took for half a cup of tea, a strange team of ten people appeared at the entrance of the Soto Spirit Arena, attracting the attention of the crowd. To say it was weird, among the dozen or so people, nine of them wore the same green mask.

The clothes on these nine people are all different, some are gorgeous, some are simple, and there is a little girl among them.

This group of people was none other than Shrek's nine students and a group of teachers.

After a while, the Soto Spirit Arena opened its doors and started to open for business. Shrek and his party went to the registration location in the hall as planned. Eight people from Zhao and Bai signed up using their original badges.

The master explained the situation to the staff. Eight people would participate in one-on-one and two-on-two soul fighting competitions. The staff would arrange the time for the eight people's competitions so that the two soul fighting times would not overlap.

At the same time, everyone also changed the names on their fighting spirit badges, hiding their real names and using the titles decided during the day. Changing your name does not require re-registration. It costs ten gold soul coins to retain your past fighting spirit records and ranks, but you can earn this back after spending one spirit fighting.

Because the fighting spirits were sorted together, everyone was assigned to a fighting spirit area.

Perhaps the audience did not notice the appearance of a heavyweight in this spirit fighting area on the big screen in the hall, so only a few people came to watch the battle.

Zhao Chanjuan was ranked ahead of everyone in the order of competition. She was the first to fight the soul. She was already waiting in the soul fighting channel, preparing for the first battle in her life.

The teachers of Shrek Academy were sitting in the audience, and the eight Zhao and Bai people did not choose to meditate in the rest area. Instead, they all chose to enter the VIP viewing seats specially prepared for the spirit masters participating in the spirit fighting arena. They also I am looking forward to Zhao Chanjuan’s performance.

A minute or two later, a middle-aged woman and a good-looking host appeared in the center of the fighting spirit arena, "Good evening, viewers, and welcome to the Tenth Fighting Spirit Arena today. Without further ado, today's event The first soul battle is about to begin, let us wait and see. Let me introduce both sides to you. The first one to appear is Flower of Death. Oh, according to the information, this soul master is the soul master who just registered with us today. I don’t know her. What kind of performance will it bring.”

The eight people from Shrek looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw a small figure wearing a black dress walking out of the passage on the left side of the Soul Fighting Platform.

The figure is wearing a weird half-mask, and the expression on her face cannot be seen. However, from the figure's slightly stiff walking movements, we can see her inner nervousness. It is obviously her first time to participate in a soul fighting competition, and she is not used to herself. Exposed to many eyes.

"Her opponent today is Bando, who has three wins and five losses."

Zhao Chanjuan's opponent is a short-haired boy who is also young, about eleven or twelve years old, with a thin build and a calm face. He does not seem to be a novice.

Because it was a soul fighting at the soul master level, and because there was only one soul skill and weak soul power, the battle was not dazzling, and the audience was not too excited.

"Flower of Death, come on, you are the best, believe in yourself, you can win." After the host introduced the two people, a deafening voice suddenly came from the audience.

Zhao Chanjuan came forward, dean Flanders and deputy dean Zhao Wuji, as well as Li Yusong and Shao Xin, and finally the erudite master who was cold but gentle and taught her many principles.

They left their chairs, waved their big hands in the air, and shouted words of support. They were noisy and broke the quiet atmosphere in the auditorium, and were incompatible with other spectators.

Zhao Chanjuan raised her right palm, and a little red light appeared in her palm. In the blink of an eye, the red light turned into a ball of light. The light faded and condensed into a red bud, and then suddenly bloomed, and the coquettish Flower of the Other Side bloomed. Exposed to people's sight. A circle of yellow halo quietly rose under her feet, rhythmically moving on Zhao Chanjuan's body, releasing a faint halo.

The pure red color as blood gives people an ominous feeling of depravity. Everyone can't help but marvel at its beauty, and their eyes are firmly glued to it. This is the most charming flower they have seen in such a long time. none of them.

When Zhao Chanjuan summoned his martial spirit, Bando also summoned his martial spirit at the same moment. Black light suddenly shone in his palm, and then the light stretched and converged, revealing a long stick. The body is dark, with fine white lines all over it. A white soul ring rose under his feet.

Ban Duo stands holding a stick, which is as long as his eyebrows. The corners of her mouth curled up, and there was a look of disdain in her eyes. Even if she was wearing a mask, the height and part of her face exposed undoubtedly showed that the little girl in front of her was not old. Perhaps she had just obtained a soul ring and became a soul master. maybe.

"Soul fighting, let's begin." After the host finished speaking, the yellow century-old halo on Zhao Chanjuan's body lit up instantly. The soul ring left her body, shrunk and fell on the Bianhua Wuhun in her palm.

With the infusion of soul power, the Bianhua flower swayed gently, and an inconspicuous light red mist appeared in the air, filling the surroundings of Zhao Chanjuan silently.

The light on the Soul Fighting Stage was bright, and the lights shone down from the ceiling. Even so, there was a dim auditorium behind her. Because of this, a faint mist spread silently in the air under the cover of the black background.

Bando didn't realize it at the moment, and he was hesitant in his heart whether to launch an attack. It was not advisable to launch a fierce attack without knowing the opponent's soul skills.

Ban Duo was indecisive. For Zhao Chanjuan, this was the best situation. There was no need to consider teammates, and because they were indoors, there was no need to consider the wind direction. She used all her soul power to create sleeping mist.

When the mist covers the entire Soul Fighting Platform, at that moment, Ban Li will be like a turtle in an urn. If she doesn't let her control it, the victory will definitely belong to him.

The effect of the soul skill has not yet appeared. Ban Li saw that the yellow halo was still shining, and the alarm bell began to ring in his heart. He realized that this soul skill might be a trap-type skill, and it would be detrimental to him to delay it.

Deciding not to wait any longer, Ban Li took a step forward and charged towards Zhao Chanjuan. Unfortunately, when he stepped within ten meters of Zhao Chanjuan, he took a breath.

Feeling sleepy, his eyelids were so heavy that he wanted to start a fight immediately. Ben Li realized that something was wrong and quickly held his breath. Seeing a wisp of light red mist floating in front of his eyes, he already knew what his opponent's soul skill was.

I didn't expect that my opponent's soul skills were so powerful. After just inhaling a little bit, my body felt a little weak.

It can't go on like this.

Ban Li gathered all his strength and suppressed a yawn. He took three steps and two steps at a time. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhao Chanjuan, and the white halo on his body lit up.

The first soul skill is strong and powerful. The soul skill effect of the Wuhun eyebrow-qi stick increases the attack power by %.

Zhao Chanjuan has been practicing Niu Mo Mighty Fist for three months. Perhaps Zhao Chanjuan's martial spirit does not match the martial arts, and the physical improvement effect is not as good as that of Zhao Bai. But even so, Zhao Chanjuan's strength is not as strong as that of the beast martial spirit master. The power is strong. The master has tested it, and it is not much different from the power of ordinary attack weapon soul masters.

Zhao Chanjuan took a small step forward with her right foot, clenched her left hand into a fist and raised it to her waist. Her soul power covered the surface of the fist's skin, and her waist and horse became one, preparing to resist the full force of Ban Li's stick.

Zhao Chanjuan is left-handed, and her left hand is stronger.

This girl was not prepared to run away. Ban Li was unhappy, thinking that he would teach this ignorant little girl a lesson, let her know the serious consequences of underestimating his opponent, and let her know that the control soul master wanted to fight with It is such a stupid thing for a powerful attack spirit master to resist.

The small white fist collided with the dark hard stick in the air, and with a muffled "bang" sound, the two separated at a faster speed the next moment they came into contact.

Ben Li couldn't help but fall backwards. Due to the recoil, he couldn't help but take a breath. This time, he couldn't resist the sleepiness that kept coming from his body and fell down on the soul fighting platform. A deep sleep.

Zhao Chanjuan took a step back, withdrew her Bianhua Martial Spirit, and looked at Ban Li who had fallen asleep. She felt happy in her heart and had a smile on her face.

Turning to look at Teacher Shrek in the audience, the expression on the faces of the master and others was the same as that of Zhao Chanjuan, with a smile on their face.

The host saw Ban Li lying on the ground, walked up to the stage, checked Ban Li's condition, and after confirming that he could not get up again, trotted to Zhao Chanjuan's side and squatted down on one knee, grabbed her little hand and raised it high. , "The Flower of Death wins, with a record of one win and zero losses. Little girl, please go and register your points after you step down."

The audience applauded, and Zhao Chanjuan returned to the Soul Fighting Channel, her excitement beyond words.

Shrek and others were already waiting outside the passage. As soon as they saw Zhao Chanjuan's figure coming out, Xiao Wu hurriedly hugged the small body tightly in her arms, her face still rubbing against Zhao Chanjuan's face that was flushed with excitement.

"Xiao Chanjuan, you are amazing."

"Okay, Xiao Wu, aren't you going to participate in a two-on-two spirit battle with Tang San? The time should be coming soon, let's go quickly." Zhao Bai took his sister out of Xiao Wu's arms and urged the two of them to participate as soon as possible. Fighting Soul, it would be bad if you miss the time.

Tang San said: "Xiao Wu, it's our turn for the second time in the two-on-two spirit fight. We really should go." Xiao Wu and Tang San chose to participate in the two-on-two spirit fight first, and then participate in the one-on-one spirit fight. Separate from Zhao Bai and others.

Zhao Bai held Zhao Chanjuan's hand and returned to the VIP viewing area to watch the battle. The pace of the spirit fight was very fast, and soon it was Zhu Zhuqing's turn.