Douluo's gold glitter

When Su Yuntian brought Ning Fengya to the Seventh Soul Fighting Field, Ning Fengya finally felt a little uneasy.

"Su Yuntian, let me down."

He whispered, but Su Yuntian didn't listen to him. Instead, he took Ning Fengya to the rest room dedicated to the soul fighting competition personnel.

That is...the preparation room.

Su Yuntian didn't ask what opponent Ning Fengya had arranged for in the big spirit fighting arena. In fact, he didn't really care whether Ning Fengya would lose or win the first spirit fighting.

Because the result is not important, what is important is that the atmosphere of the Great Soul Fighting Arena will infect this self-pitying guy and make him cheer up again.

After a while, the host on the Soul Fighting Stage began to warm up the scene: "Now, the third one-on-one soul fighting in our seventh Soul Fighting Arena will be held."

"Two great soul masters will appear on the stage. They are... the battle soul master Ning Fengya, who possesses the weapon soul, versus the battle soul master Qingbao, who possesses the beast soul Iron Horn Ox!"

"Who will win? Let's wait and see!"

"We invite two great soul masters to come on stage!"

There were few shouts from the audience in the stands, and most of them were not interested.

The soul fighting between great soul masters is considered to be the lowest level, and has always attracted little attention. Most of the audience is the relatives and friends of the soul masters participating in the soul fighting competition.

A tall and strong figure soon came to the fighting spirit stage. This person reached an astonishing height of about two meters, with broad shoulders and a broad back. His whole body was covered with a layer of granite-like muscles. Small dark blue snakes spread all over his naked upper body.There was a fierce light in the big copper bell-like eyes, and at the same time as he entered the stage, he raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar, releasing a powerful momentum.

He is Qingbao, a powerful fighting soul master.

However... Qingbao's opponent, Ning Fengya, has not yet appeared.

Just as the host was about to urge him, a figure suddenly "flyed" up from the stage and landed on the Soul Fighting Stage.

Ning Fengya was thrown up by Su Yuntian. When she landed, her feet were in the air, her posture was very inelegant.

"The appearance of Great Spirit Master Ning Fengya is a bit unexpected." The host couldn't help but laugh, "Then, the competition begins now!"

Ning Fengya frowned, with a look of reluctance.

He originally thought that he would be sad to be judged as a "wasted martial soul" by his father, but he did not expect that being thrown onto the soul fighting stage by Su Yuntian would make him even more embarrassed.

What should I do, should I hold on on this stage and finish this fight, or should I just admit defeat and leave?

Before Ning Fengya could think clearly, Qingbao on the opposite side roared angrily and activated his martial spirit.

"Iron Bull, possessed!"

Qingbao's already burly body became even thicker, and a pair of large horns grew on his head, which reflected a metallic luster. It was obvious at first glance that it was very hard, and it would probably hurt if it was poked.

"I'm going to attack, be careful!"

Qingbao was a kind man, and he even gave a warning before attacking, and then rushed towards Ning Fengya from the other side of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Ning Fengya was a little frightened by Qingbao's terrifying momentum and immediately activated her first soul skill.

"Drawing the ground is a prison!"

The mutated black tower covered his whole body, isolating the world and all dangers.

Qingbao hit the black tower hard, but he couldn't make any progress. Instead, he made himself dizzy and dizzy.

This black tower is unpredictable, but... the duration of the prison is really too short.

Just 4 seconds passed, and the physical black tower disappeared, leaving only the thin young man.

"Roar!"

Qingbao launched another attack.

Ning Fengya took several steps back, but there was no way to retreat. Seeing that Qing Bao was about to hit her, she activated her soul skill again.

"Frost Blade!"

Qingbao suddenly felt a chill that penetrated into his bones. His whole body was suddenly pushed seven steps away, and his movements became sluggish.

Obviously, the deceleration effect of "Frost Blade" has taken effect.

Ning Fengya took this opportunity to adjust her position and move towards the center of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Qingbao's two attacks failed, and he was already angry. A white soul ring lit up at his feet:

"Barbarian charge!"

He rushed towards Ning Fengya again, with faster speed and greater power.

Ning Fengya turned around and ran away, but was unable to match the speed of Qingbao's charge and was stabbed in the butt by the pair of huge horns.

Qingbao lowered his head, then raised his head again, and Ning Fengya was picked up by his horns, flew high into the air, and was thrown outside the Soul Fighting Stage.

After a moment, Ning Fengya fell down the stage with a plop.

...He lost.

The audience in the stands finally burst into cheers, which was a tribute to the winner.

Qingbao released his spirit-possessed state and waved to everyone with a smile.

Ning Fengya's heart became even more bitter.

While rubbing her sore buttocks, she returned to the lounge. Ning Fengya received a note handed to him by the waiter. On the note was Su Yuntian's handwriting:

"At 12:30, come to the Thirteen Soul Fighting Arena, my venue."

Ning Fengya smiled bitterly and threw away the note, silently left the lounge alone, walked through the long corridor, and prepared to leave the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

However, when he reached the gate of the Soul Fighting Arena, his steps became slower and slower, and in the end he couldn't even move.

...Is it really okay to just escape like this?

As if by mistake, Ning Fengya arrived at the auditorium of the Thirteen Soul Fighting Arena at 29:[-].

Looking at the Soul Fighting Platform from a high place, the feeling was very different from the feeling when she was on the stage. Ning Fengya found that she was looking forward to Su Yuntian's appearance and looking forward to him winning.

The opponents in this spirit fight were Su Yuntian and a level 28 great spirit master with the Blue Wolf Spirit.

Su Yuntian's soul power was 5 levels behind, but in Ning Fengya's opinion, it was not a big problem.

After the host's routine introduction, the soul masters from both sides appeared on the scene almost at the same time.

Su Yuntian crossed his arms across his chest and raised his head slightly, as if he was looking down at the other person.

The Blue Wolf Spirit Master opposite was not happy, thinking that you, a young child, would come to a place like this to fight to the death?

But Su Yuntian had already spoken: "You ant lying on the ground, who allowed you to raise your head?"

The Blue Wolf Soul Master was stunned...when did he become an ant?

"Ants should be like ants, just lie down on the ground and lower your head to die."

Following the extremely arrogant words, sixteen etheric doors slowly opened behind Su Yuntian.

The pale golden door with ripples like water was originally a very beautiful sight, but the swords, spears, and halberds that emerged inside shone with cold light, which was intimidating.

Naturally, the Blue Wolf Soul Master didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He quickly completed the possession of the martial spirit and rushed forward with a low roar.

Before the Blue Wolf Soul Master could get close, all the swords in the Ether Gate had been thrown out by Su Yuntian.

Sixteen weapons enveloped Qing Lang Soul Master. Although he used Qing Lang's agility to dodge, he was still inevitably hit by seven weapons at the same time.

His speed dropped sharply, and several blood grooves appeared on his body. Although the injuries were not serious, the spray of blood mist looked very scary.

At this time, sixteen pale golden etheric doors opened behind Su Yuntian again.

"For everything!"

The swords all came out and knocked the Qinglang Soul Master off the Soul Fighting Platform.

This soul fighting was over after just one meeting.

After five seconds of silence, the entire spirit fighting arena erupted in roars of cheers.