Solar Douluo

In the end, Lou Gao still didn't say anything, and he followed Qian Yao's wishes. This bow with excellent materials and workmanship was called Xiao Hei.

Qian Yao held Xiao Hei and gently stroked every inch of it. There were hammer patterns on the handle to increase friction. The other parts were kept as simple as possible, causing the entire bow to look like an ordinary bow from a distance. It was an ordinary street stall product. If it weren't for the cold-hearted iron essence that shone with silver-blue light inlaid on both ends of the bow blade, Qian Yao would have even thought that this bow would be worth at most 10 gold soul coins.

Qian Yao took the bow in his hand and weighed it. Relatively speaking, it was surprisingly light, weighing less than 35 kilograms. It weighed nearly 40 kilograms. It was purified during forging, leaving only The most essence and pure parts are taken to form the bow.

Holding Xiao Hei, Qian Yao directly took out a card worth 100 million gold soul coins and stuffed it into Lou Gao's hand, because such a thing was completely worth the price.Qian Yao did not deliberately give a super high price just to buy the property, but gave a reasonable price that was not low at all.After all, he is a frugal person, and his education in his previous life did not allow him to spend money lavishly.

Lou Gao was satisfied after receiving the card worth 100 million gold soul coins. At least usually, Miles from the Wuhun Temple Branch of Gengxin City often defaulted on processing fees and severely exploited the members of their Blacksmith Guild, including him wherever he was. , thinking that blacksmithing is an inferior profession.

Lou Gao took the 100 million gold card and put it in his pocket with great care. After all, this was quite a lot of money.

At least this Holy Son of Wuhun Palace has the spirit of contract, and the money given is enough. In addition, the things he designs make his eyes shine, and he seems to be able to constantly take out all kinds of precious materials in his hands.

Lou Gao couldn't help but have a good impression of Qian Yao, just like the boss always likes customers who are trustworthy and don't take credit and come often.What's more, this customer could have committed a robbery without any consequences, but he still bought things according to the rules.

Qian Yao then asked Lou Gao for more than 20 black iron arrows, and then said: "Mr. Lou Gao, I also want 20 wooden arrows, the kind without arrowheads."

Lou Gao was a little puzzled, but Qian Yao didn't explain. He just smiled and said with a bright face: "Okay, sir, I'll leave my bicycle to you. I'll pick it up in two months. Senior, please don't be too anxious and tire yourself out." After saying that, Qianyao stood in front of the door, and Lou Gao opened the door cooperatively. After that, Qianyao put on his cloak, followed the night, rushed out like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the night among.

Xiao Hei was staying quietly in Qianyao's storage ring at this time. Qianyao left the iron castle and went straight to his small courtyard.

Unlock, enter the house, take a shower, sleep, life is so simple.

Starting early the next morning, Qian Yao woke up naturally from his sleep. The first thing he did was to take out Xiao Hei and stroke it for a while, and then began to make a next plan for himself.

Qian Yao's plan for the next step is to carry out preliminary actual combat and register an identity at the local spirit fighting arena. This will not only allow him to develop his actual combat experience, but also kill time and make some money.

I looked at the map, walked out of the campus, and breathed in the air that was not fresh in the morning. The reason was that the furnaces in Gengxin City emitted too much emissions, and the air quality was not good all year round.

After walking for a while, a majestic stadium-like building appeared in front of me.

After walking around the building, I finally found the entrance. There were two small houses next to the entrance, one was labeled Ticket Office, and the other was labeled Registration Office.

Qian Yao walked to the registration desk, where there was a slovenly old man with a fierce look on his face, but his expression was very gentle.

"This little brother, come and register for the Soul Fighting Badge!" The old man's forehead and eyebrows were raised, showing a look of money-madness on his face. "Ten gold soul coins!"

Qian Yao deliberately made himself look more mature when he went out, but he was still not tall enough and could only look up slightly at the window.

"Well, I'll register the badge. Single-player soul fighting, nicknamed Zhuri, Wuhun Fireball. Level 23 attack-type great soul master."

A series of large messages, the old man inside kept writing on the paper, and finally stretched out his hand from the window.

"Ten gold soul coins."

Qian Yao took out ten gold soul coins from his bag and handed them over. After a while of operations in the registration office, the old man stretched out his hand. There was a copper-colored badge in his hand with a pin on the back.Qian Yao took the badge, which had the word Zhuri engraved on it, and the procedure was considered completed.

"Old man, where are the arrangements for the spirit fighting?" Qian Yao now wants to go in and give it a try. No one can hurt him anyway. Going to the spirit fighting arena is to gain practical experience.

"Go inside. There is a soul fighting passage. Someone will arrange it for you to enter." The old man said and yawned. It was early in the morning and he was still a little awake.

In the end, Qian Yao did not go in directly. Instead, he ran to a small shop next to the spirit fighting arena and bought a mask, which covered his entire face and only exposed his eyes. The mask was red and covered Qian Yao's appearance.

Entering the fighting spirit arena again, Qianyao followed the signs and found that there was indeed a passage inside. As he walked further inside, the staff came up to him and quickly arranged an opponent for him based on his fighting spirit badge. .

In less than half an hour, Qian Yao waited until he stood on the Soul Fighting Stage. This stage was about twice the size of the stage in Wuhundian Academy. It was impressive enough, but there were only half of the people in the stands. There were people in the seats, and the cheers were not very enthusiastic.

In the ring-shaped spirit fighting arena, on the hosting platform that protrudes from the audience seats, the commentator and host of the game are introducing the two opponents of this spirit fighting to the audience.

"Next, one of the parties is the new great soul master who just registered today, nicknamed Zhuri. And his opponent is the great soul master who registered half a month ago, with three wins and two losses, nicknamed Iron Claw Hand!"

Opposite Qian Yao, there was a tall and thin young man standing with no expression on his face, looking a bit paralyzed.

"Now, please let the contestants from both sides report their name information!" the host yelled to incite emotions, and the voice filled with soul power spread throughout the entire soul fighting field.

"Iron claw hand, level 25 attack spirit master, spirit forging pliers"

"Zhu Ri, level 23 attack-type great soul master, martial soul fireball." Qian Yao has never been used to many great soul masters claiming to be fighting soul masters. Although they look super brave, they are actually of no use.

"The game begins!" The host saw that both sides were ready and announced the start of the game.

On the opposite side, a large forged plier appeared in the hand of the iron claw hand, with a plier handle in each hand. The pliers closed with a clanging sound, and he took a fighting stance towards Qian Yao.

When Qian Yao saw this martial spirit, he almost couldn't help laughing. Isn't this guy better as a blacksmith than in the spirit fighting arena?

Regardless of what Qian Yao thought, the iron claw hand on the opposite side saw that Qian Yao had not activated his martial spirit, so he rushed forward first.

Behind him, two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose up, and the first soul ring lit up.

"The first soul skill! Pincer Strike!" Iron Claw Hand shouted out his soul skill, then he held the pincer in his right hand, put the two handles together, and swung it over his head like a stick to charge up, and directed his whole body towards Qian Qian. Yao rushed over and was about to hit Qian Yao with the forging pincers.

It seems that the power of this pincer attack is not very great, but it is a soul skill after all, and it has a certain strength bonus, which is at least more than twice as powerful as the iron claw hand performing the same action without using soul skills.

The Iron Claw Hand rushed forward, but Qian Yao didn't react at all. Even his soul ring didn't light up. He directly grabbed the path where the Iron Claw Hand's pliers fell.

No sound was heard, and the pliers of the Iron Claw Hand were suddenly held in Qian Yao's hand, and then the classic food abuse session began.

Qian Yao never liked torturing people, but Iron Claw Hand did not admit defeat after seeing the difference in strength, and instead activated his second soul skill.

"The second soul skill, pincer claws," Iron Clawman shouted.

The iron tongs in his hand automatically turned into a huge phantom, and they were grasped towards Qianyao. Qianyao could feel the control of the iron tongs, and he could feel it slightly, because this force seemed to be based on the iron claw hand itself. The power is exerted by the lever of the iron claw, so it is several times that of the iron claw hand itself.

Qian Yao's expression remained unchanged, he exerted a little force, and then the shadows of the iron clamps that were supposed to clamp Qian Yao's waist collapsed in an instant. This time, Qian Yao did not hold back and punched out, hitting the soul of the iron clamps. The Iron Clamp Soul Master flew out of the master's lower abdomen as a matter of course, leaped tens of meters, and fell outside the field.

After a brief silence, the audience burst into cheers, and the host announced the victory of the Sun-chasing Soul Master.

At this time, a middle-aged man who was not very conspicuous was standing on the elevated auditorium. He looked at the venue with a little surprise, because he found that this great soul master should be very young, and he had just lost his soul ring. Two soul skills that destroy the opponent's strength without using them.

"Perhaps, in our blacksmith place of Gengxin City, there will really be someone who can compete with the geniuses in the empire's great soul fighting arenas..."

The middle-aged man murmured, then turned and walked out of the audience.