Douluo's God of Death is coming

Xiaodi's soul power was first tested before entering, and after a while he had to arrange his opponents according to the level of his soul power.

For example, Xiao Di will only fight souls with people who have two soul rings.

Soon, Xiao Di was attracted by the interior of the fighting spirit arena. It was like a large studio, complex and dazzling.

The interior of the Great Soul Fighting Arena had already been arranged in an orderly manner.

The first is the auditorium, which is divided into more than a dozen areas from front to back and from top to bottom. There are VIP seats and boxes in the front row. The VIP seats are filled with a dazzling array of delicacies. Don’t miss the viewing area at the back. There’s just one seat!

However, Xiaodi only gave him a rough glance, because he directly entered the competitor channel. Through this channel, he entered the backstage, and the backstage was connected to the central arena of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Xiaodi held the iron sign in his hand, which was also called the Iron Fighting Soul Badge. Unexpectedly, when he came here, it was not even bronze, but directly black iron.

But these are just clouds. He believes that he will soon be able to obtain a higher-level badge.

But soon, he got some unfortunate news, because the rules of the Soul Fighting Arena were that he could only have one one-on-one match a day.

That is to say, if Xiaodi still wants to play, he can only participate in two-on-two or team competition, which is a game between seven and ten people.

If he can only fight once a day, even if he doesn't lose, it will take him a hundred days to get a bronze badge.

Because if you win a game, you will get one point, and you can only advance if you reach points.

"How do you participate in two-on-two! Find a teammate on the spot!?"

Looking at the many soul masters preparing in the background, Xiao Di was still embarrassed to come forward to say hello, let alone invite anyone to form a team.

"Next, today's seventh round of one-on-one soul fighting will take place. The two great soul masters who will appear are the great soul master Death with the Soul Scythe and the great soul master Jiang Xiaoyu with the Soul Lion King Sword! "

Is it my turn so soon? ?

Soon, Xiao Di heard a cry.

"Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Xiaoyu!"

"The Undefeated Lion King!"

"The Undefeated Lion King!"

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Xiaodi couldn't help but be a little surprised when he listened to the shouts outside in the corridor.

"Did you meet a star player just after entering the spirit fighting arena!? Or his name is Jiang Xiaoyu, the undefeated lion king. This name sounds quite majestic!"

It seems that it is still difficult to earn money in the big soul fighting arena. You must know that if you win a game, you can get ten gold soul coins!

It's not friendly to novices at all. After all, it's my first time to compete in a spirit battle. Shouldn't I be given a human-computer experience?

While thinking about it, Xiao Di had already walked out of the backstage and came to the ring in the center of the spirit fighting arena.

But the one named Jiang Xiaoyu still didn't show up. It seemed that he was indeed a big shot, and he always liked to have the finale when he appeared.

But people in the audience have begun to dislike Xiao Di, because in their opinion, Xiao Di is too thin!

"Where did this dwarf come from!"

"That's right, we won't be whipped out by our Lion King all at once!"

"Looking at how thin he is, it feels like a gust of wind can blow him!"

"Why are you wrapped so tightly!?"

"That mask looks quite fierce!"

"Hmph, what's the use of a mask? It's just that people wear it because they're afraid of losing and don't dare to see anyone!"

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Before the beating started, he was already sentenced to death, right?

Xiao Di looked at the crowd of people cheering for him.

However, Xiao Di soon saw the Lion King Jiang Xiaoyu.

Sure enough, it looks more attractive!

A burly man in his thirties, with his upper body naked and showing off his strong muscles, appeared not far from Xiao Di on the other side of the ring.

He seemed to enjoy the honor that this stage brought him, because his arrogant eyes told everyone that he was the king of this section.

So disgusting!

He is obviously such a big and strong man, but calling him Jiang Xiaoyu is simply a slur on the word Xiaoyu.

Xiaodi couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Boy, I haven't seen you here before. You're new here. I'd better advise you to surrender quickly, because your small body and bones can't withstand my attacks!"

Jiang Xiaoyu's rough voice instantly covered the entire spirit fighting arena.

After hearing Jiang Xiaoyu's words, the audience in the Soul Fighting Arena began to cheer even more.

It seems that this is a person with strong strength and personality! He is worthy of being a star player in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Xiao Di looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and began to analyze his combat power, personality, etc., because this would largely affect his final true combat power.

"Thanks for reminding me, but I just want to test my strength!"

Xiao Di's voice instantly made Jiang Xiaoyu tremble.

This sound!

So special!

This person is definitely not ordinary!

Jiang Xiaoyu has also experienced hundreds of battles. He can tell that his opponent must be a person with a story!

"Then let's fight——"

Jiang Xiaoyu shouted, and he began to release his martial spirit.

A yellow light flashed across Jiang Xiaoyu's big hand, and a golden lion-head sword appeared in his hand.

The blade is about one and a half meters long, and its widest point is more than ten centimeters. It looks like a traditional Chinese machete, but it is much more gorgeous than that of a plain sword, especially when the sword comes out with a lifelike lion's head showing sharp teeth.

Even the flowing beard looks like the mane of a male lion, constantly moving with the wind.

Two yellow soul rings slowly appeared from under his feet and slowly spread and grew in size.

He is a twenty-nine-level great soul master. At this level, he has defeated countless people.

Xiaodi on the other side also started to release his martial spirit.

When the huge Death Scythe appeared in everyone's eyes, countless people began to marvel, because no one had ever seen such an exaggerated martial spirit. They even doubted whether such a small body could control that huge martial spirit.

"This, this is a fucking sickle!!"

Although Jiang Xiaoyu guessed that his opponent was a person with a story, this martial spirit was probably his biggest story.

This exaggerated sickle shape really surprised Jiang Xiaoyu.

But then came what surprised people even more!

Those are Xiao Di's two soul rings - gray and white soul rings.

But although some people would see that it was gray-white, they only knew white soul rings. Instinctively, they would ignore the faint gray and directly classify Xiao Di's soul ring as white.

"Two white soul rings, the story is really twists and turns!"

Jiang Xiaoyu felt that just the appearance of his opponent gave him a lot of surprises, the voice, the martial spirit, and finally the two spirit rings.

"Haha, two white soul rings, don't you just get money for entering the soul fighting arena? Just pay the registration fee!"

"That's right, you might as well give me those ten gold soul coins! What a waste!"

"That's right. You can save yourself the chance of being beaten on stage!"

"Oh, I originally bought the ticket hoping to see a wonderful battle, but I'm afraid that guy won't be able to withstand the Lion King's sword!"

"Who says it isn't? Isn't this just a waste of time for us? Forget it, I won't watch it anymore. I have to go home and cook for my children!"

"It's boring. I won't watch it either. I'd rather go home and take a nap!"

"Go, go!"

In an instant, many people left the auditorium.

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

"Host, the ticket is refunded!"

Those who did not leave began to tease the host on a daily basis. Whenever the game was not exciting enough, the audience began to interact with the host.

"This hasn't started yet. Why should we refund the tickets? Besides, the service tenet of the Fighting Spirit Arena is that tickets will not be refunded or refunded!"

The host said arrogantly, but he laughed after saying it. Obviously, this was an old joke between the audience and him!

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