Xiao Yan travels to Douluo

Hurrying to the Wuhun Hall of Qinglin City, Xiao Yan was taken into a secret room and saw a man dressed all in black. Judging from his appearance, he should be a member of the Shadow Hall directly managed by the Pope, responsible for all types of security, confidentiality, and reconnaissance. Waiting for secret work.

As the master of Qinglin City's Wuhun Main Hall, Yue Ming accompanied the other party cautiously and politely.

Seeing Xiao Yan enter the door, Yue Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "Here he comes, this senior is here from Wuhun City, please take your time and chat."

After saying this, he went out without waiting for Xiao Yan to reply.

Xiao Yan stepped forward and saluted, "I've met my senior. I'd like to thank you for your hard work to come here."

The other party reluctantly grinned and explained the purpose of his visit, "The palace master specifically told me that you can take your time reading these materials today."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and a cube-shaped box half a man's height appeared. The box was made of an unknown metal. There were only a few gaps, and it seemed to be cast as a whole.

Nine locks can be seen on it. There are soul power fluctuations in the lock core. If it is destroyed by force, the contents inside will be destroyed. In addition, there are black chains. Xiao Yan senses them immediately. This is Ghost Douluo was surprised by his methods, "Senior Ghost is actually the master of the Shadow Palace. He has not revealed it for so long. He has hidden it so deeply. He dares to hide it from me. I will go back to him to ask for compensation."

After taking out the box, the person from the Shadow Palace pressed his hand on it, and the black chain gradually blurred, turned into mist, and was then absorbed into his palm.Then he took out another key and opened the nine locks in sequence. Each time he opened a lock, the key would change.

Finally, the box was opened, and pieces of jade slips and volumes of books appeared. Xiao Yan put his spiritual power into it, his mouth stiffened, and he shouted in his heart, "Senior sister, I am going to participate in the soul fighting tonight. You have compiled so much information, but... How can I fight at night if I have done such a terrible job to my junior brother!"

Xiao Yan scratched his head, pressed his temples, looked around, took out an unknown kettle from the soul guide, and took a big gulp.

Then I sat in front of the box and began to read and memorize these materials forcibly. I relied on them for this trip. I hope some of the things inside can be used.

Xiao Yan and the people from the Shadow Palace stayed in the secret room for a full day. No one dared to go in to deliver food. The moon was rising above the willow branches and the two of them left the secret room.

Yue Ming estimated the time and had been waiting outside. When he saw Xiao Yan's pale face and tired look, he asked strangely, "Xiao Yan, why are you like this?"

"Senior, don't worry, it's just that your mental energy is consumed too much."

"Oh, that's okay, just take a rest." Yue Ming nodded and said.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed, his eyes showed worry, and he asked, "Zhang Jun sent a message, you are going to participate in the spirit battle tonight, right? Moreover, you will fight more with less, and even challenge higher levels."

Xiao Yan nodded, took out the kettle, poured some water into his hands, and patted his face a few times, "Yes, it's agreed."

Yueming was anxious, "No, how can you play like this? I will come forward and ask Zhang Jun to change the time."

"Thank you for your concern, senior. I must go to this battle, at least once, and I can't lose the face of Wuhun Palace." Xiao Yan said slowly.

Turning around, his gaze penetrated the wall and looked into the distance, the Soul Fighting Field, here I come!

......

The agreed time was coming soon, Zhang Jun sent someone to find Xiao Yan in Wuhun Palace, and was told that he was dealing with confidential matters and had to wait.I was very anxious, so I quickly made arrangements and added a few games to deliberately delay the time.

Finally, Xiao Yan arrived.

Zhang Jun was overjoyed and hurriedly came out to greet him, but when he saw Xiao Yan's face, he was shocked and asked, "What's wrong with you? Can you play?"

He is very worried now. He has made a lot of preparations this day, and the atmosphere has almost been heightened. There are many people in the audience, and the opponents have been selected. They are waiting for the Pope's apprentice to come on the stage. But how can Xiao Yan fight in this state?Could it be that someone just knocked him down if he went up?

"Senior Zhang, what level is the opponent you arranged?" Xiao Yan tried to be as calm as possible.

"A seven-member Soul Sect team."

"Okay! I'll go! I'll definitely win!"

Xiao Yan added, "Senior Zhang, one against seven, no matter how you win, it is a good performance, don't worry!"

......

In the high-end spirit fighting arena, the auditorium was almost full. The Pope's disciples and the black fourth spirit rings were fighting against seven. All kinds of excitement and excitement attracted a large group of spectators. Everyone wanted to see the world.

The game is finally about to begin, and the commentators begin to exaggerate the atmosphere.

"Girls and gentlemen, hello everyone, this is the Qinglin Soul Fighting Arena. Welcome to the advanced soul fighting area. Let's look forward to a wonderful battle together."

"In this battle, one side will be the Mad Fighting Team, a team with a bronze badge. Everyone is familiar with it."

"the other side,"

"Today's protagonist, his name is, Xiao - Yan -." The commentator shouted at the top of his lungs, and the audience responded with cheers.

"His identity is the disciple of the Pope of Wuhun Palace!"

"That's right, this is a one-on-one battle between seven teams. Xiao Yan alone will fight against seven members of the Kuangzhan team."

"Look, it's time to play, Xiao Yan is here."

At this moment, the cheers, curiosity and chatter suddenly rose. Everyone's eyes were on Xiao Yan, and the Kuezhan team, who were regulars in the Soul Fighting Arena, were directly ignored.

Xiao Yan faced the seven people on the opposite side. The referee came on the scene. After looking around, he summoned his martial spirit and flew into the air. "The battle begins!"

The seven members of the Mad Fighting Team gathered together, but they didn't have much fighting spirit, and they didn't even summon their martial spirits.According to the plan, the opponent will use mental power to attack and kill seven of them in one move. Although the fighting spirit arena warned that something might happen, he was not worried.

The seven people were still commenting and whispering, "Boss, we were killed immediately. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"What are you afraid of? There will be a Soul King in the next few days. The Soul Emperor will be killed. Who can remember you as a Soul Sect!"

"Hey too."

"Hey, why doesn't that boy move? What are you waiting for!"

"Wow, he summoned a martial spirit. It's really a black ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring. It's so powerful. He deserves to be the disciple of the Pope."

"Strange, isn't the mental attack invisible and insubstantial? Why is there a spear?"

Kuangtie, the captain of the Kuangzhan team, did not join the discussion. He stared at Xiao Yan closely, with the highest level of vigilance. He finally reacted and shouted, "Be careful."

Over there, Xiao Yan threw the Blue Silver Overlord Spear forcefully, causing an explosion in the Mad Fighting Team and swallowing seven people.

The referee flew in the air, got Zhang Jun's order, rushed down and fished out the two people, and shouted, "The control soul master and the auxiliary soul master of the Mad Fighting Team are eliminated."

"Gan, I was cheated," Kuang Tie shouted, "Brothers, fuck him."

The five people released their martial spirits at the same time and rushed towards Xiao Yan.

An agility and attack type soul master was the fastest. He came to Xiao Yan's side and swung out his claws. He was still wondering, "What's going on? Isn't this kid unresponsive?"

The next moment, a new Blue Silver Overlord Gun appeared, sweeping directly towards his neck.

"Tch, the speed is average, I haven't used my full strength yet!" I thought in my mind, staring at the tip of the gun, calculating the distance, retreating slightly, and accurately avoiding it, "Huh, unless your gun is one inch longer."

Then, everyone saw that blood spurted out from the throat of the agile attack spirit master, and his whole body flew out and hit the field.

The entire fighting spirit arena was completely silent.