Douluo: I really am not an ice god!

Although the sky outside has become dark, the lights inside the Soto Great Spirit Fighting Arena are brightly lit, like daylight, and there are always many spectators or spirit masters filing in through the gate.

When you walk into the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the first thing that catches your eye is a huge stone tablet with densely packed names carved on it. Lingtian has also seen similar stone tablets in the Ice and Snow Great Soul Fighting Arena. Knowing that the names on it are all about fighting. The dead in the battle of souls.

"One-on-one soul fighting."

After walking to the staff responsible for registration, Lingtian said in a calm tone.

At the same time, Lingtian also took out the purple and gold Soul Fighting Medal obtained in Ice and Snow City. The medal is the soul master's identity certificate and proof of participating in the soul fighting competition. Only soul masters who have registered for the medal are eligible to compete here.

"Purple and Gold Medal!"

The staff member who was still maintaining professional etiquette exclaimed in surprise, and then said in an enthusiastic tone, "Sir, what level of soul master do you want to fight against?"

After the staff confirmed that the medal was correct, they stared at Lingtian eagerly.

This was not the first time she had seen a Purple and Gold Medal of Soul Masters, but it was the first time she had seen such a young holder of the Purple and Gold Medal of Soul Fighting in so many years of working at the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena.

"Purple Gold Soul Sect above level [-]."

After thinking for a moment, Lingtian decided to test his strength against the Soul Sect first. After all, he had fought against many Soul Sects when he rescued Zhu Zhuqing before, so he was still somewhat confident in this.

"Okay, your fighting spirit is scheduled for the third game."

"Ah."

After the staff matched a suitable opponent, Lingtian put away the Purple Gold Medal and walked to the rest area provided by the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena for soul masters participating in the soul battle. It was a large area with many soul masters, but very quiet.

Seeing the young faces that suddenly came in, these soul masters also showed a bit of surprise, but they did not make fun of them and were quietly adjusting their breath to prepare for the battle.

at the same time--

Just as Lingtian had finished registering and was waiting to enter, a middle-aged man with eyes walked in from outside the Soto Grand Fighting Arena, followed by four boys and girls wearing masks.

"Xiaosan, that's the registration place over there. It's the first time for you, Xiaowu and... Zhuqing to register for an Iron Fighting Soul Medal."

"Well, let's go register now."

Tang San nodded to Dai Mubai, and then took Xiao Wu to register for the Soul Fighting Medal.

"Zhuqing, do you need..."

Before Dai Mubai finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing passed him directly and walked to the side where the medals were registered, leaving him and Ma Hongjun standing there awkwardly.

Ma Hongjun winked at Dai Mubai and said, "Boss Dai, you can't do this either!"

"GunGunGun, tell me your name."

Dai Mubai irritably removed Ma Hongjun's arm, and then walked to the other side to sign up with a sullen face.

…………

At this moment, there is a one-on-one spirit battle.

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo was standing in the center. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Now, the third match of one-on-one soul fighting in our fourteen soul fighting arena will be held. They are... ."

Here he paused, igniting the atmosphere of the entire scene.

"They have won 230 consecutive games in the soul fighting arena, the Purple Gold Soul Master, and the Sword Emperor Bingji. They have defeated the veteran Soul Sect strongman who has won [-] games in a row, breaking the army and breaking the army with gun! Please use your enthusiasm to The applause invites both parties to come to the stage!"

"Oh my god, it's actually Po Jun. This guy is about to become the Soul King!"

"Does anyone know who this Bing Ji is? Why is he called the Sword Emperor in such a loud voice?"

"Hiss, I seem to have heard of this name."

"Leap level challenge, I haven't seen it for a long time. I hope it doesn't end too soon."

The atmosphere at the scene was completely ignited, and the audience started discussing with great interest even before the soul master entered the room.

After a while—

Lingtian walked out wearing the half-faced fox mask out of habit.

Standing opposite him was a slightly frail soul master who was probably in his 30s. He looked at Lingtian with dark eyes. At first glance, he looked like a guy with a gloomy mind.

at the same time.

After Xiao Wu, who was sitting in the audience, heard this, she held Tang San's arm and curled her lips, "Sword Emperor? This person is so courageous. The Soul Lord dares to challenge the Soul Sect."

Tang San stared at Lingtian on the soul fighting stage and said softly, "Since he is called the Sword King, he should have something good about him."

"Sword Emperor? It's him!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was also sitting aside, was suddenly startled, and then his eyes widened and he stared at the familiar figure below without blinking!

The originally cold eyes were now full of surprise.

it's him!

Although she was now wearing blue clothes, she still showed up with the same mask and martial spirit.

How could he be here?

After Lingtian left that day, Zhu Zhuqing, who had completely gotten rid of the last one, came to Shrek Academy smoothly, but she always wanted to know in her heart: who was the boy who saved her that day.

She originally thought she would never meet the boy again from that day on, but she didn't expect to meet him today in the spirit fighting arena.

"Zhuqing, what's wrong with you?"

It was then that Xiao Wu noticed something was wrong with Zhu Zhuqing's state and asked with concern.

"No, it's fine."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything and returned to his previous cold appearance.

But at this moment, her eyes were fixed on the young man on the ring. This time she must know the young man's name!

at the same time--

The middle-aged referee had already walked to the side of the soul fighting stage and saw that the two people had already set up their posture. After a moment of confirmation, he immediately shouted: "The soul fighting begins!"

Po Jun took the lead in attacking.

Four soul rings, one white, two yellow, and one purple, flashed on the gun body.

He jumped deep, and with the white and yellow soul rings flashing, he handed the army-breaking spear forward with his right hand, and the tip of the spear stabbed Lingtian's face like a silver dragon.

when~~

Lingtian held the Bing Ji Frost Sword in his backhand, just in time to block the shot.

"The first soul skill, serial thrusts!"

Immediately afterwards, a flash of light flashed across Po Jun's eyes, and at the same time, a flash of light flashed from the tip of the gun, and a series of heavy stabs struck Lingtian, who was suppressed for a while and kept moving back and pulling away.

Po Jun, on the other hand, pressed forward step by step, and as the third soul ring on the gun body lit up, the attack became more fierce!

"It's over, that boy has fallen into the rhythm of Po Jun!"

"Hey, Po Jun's three axes are invincible against these newly arrived soul masters on the soul fighting stage..."

Some old viewers who often watched the Po Army Soul Fighting were looking at Lingtian with a little regret at the moment, who had been suppressed to the edge.

This is a common method used by Po Jun. He first suppresses the opponent with thrusts, then uses high-intensity attacks to continuously compress the opponent's space for movement. He then uses the final blow to knock the enemy off the stage.

In the eyes of these viewers, Lingtian, a soul master, would definitely not be able to withstand the final killing move.

To lose?

No, that guy can deal with so many soul masters by himself!

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was staring at the ring without blinking, but his little hands were nervously clenched into fists, silently supporting the young man in his heart.