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The range of Yu Chenglong's poisonous mist is too wide.

This small soul fighting platform limited Song Chuijiang's movement space, and he could only be covered by the poisonous mist alive and absorb the poisonous gas.

If it is changed to a vast flat ground, or other wide places.

Song Chuanjiang can completely avoid the poisonous mist, consume Yu Chenglong's soul power, and then find a chance to take down the opponent.

But now Song Chuijiang is restricted on this soul fighting stage and can only eat poison alive.

"Could it be that you just stick to the horns and rely on the narrowness of the Soul Fighting Stage to win the battle?"

"Don't run away, please confront me head-on!"

Song Chuijiang endured the severe pain in his lower abdomen and roared angrily from the air.

In the distance, Yu Chenglong and Nightmare stood in the same position.

"Haha, soul masters have different development directions. You are an offensive soul master."

"And I am a controlling soul master. I am mainly responsible for controlling and interfering with the opponent on the battlefield."

"Do you think I'll be stupid enough to confront you head-on with an attack-type soul master?!"

"If you have the ability, come and kill me, don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Chenglong sneered and responded, without any sign of being irritated.

Yu Chenglong is very clear about his position, that is the remote control type, and he cannot fight the opponent in close combat!

Just let yourself be in the poisonous mist, or let the other party be in the poisonous mist.

Yu Chenglong is sure to win.

Therefore, at this moment, Yu Chenglong is like an old clock, standing in place, staring at Song Chuanjiang.

"Made!"

"I lost!"

Song Chuijiang showed an ugly look on his face, and said in a low voice, directly admitting defeat.

Immediately afterwards, Song Chuijiang jumped down from the soul fighting platform, and in the process he let out a big stinky fart, which was very embarrassing!

After getting off the Soul Fighting Platform, Song Chuijiang moved a short distance away from the poisonous fog.

"It's not fair!"

"How can there be such a fight!"

"Such a small Soul Fighting Platform is covered with his poisonous mist. Before I hit it, I was already poisoned!"

"How do you win?!"

Song Chuanjiang shouted to the host, apologizing for himself.

The host gave Song Chuijiang a faint look.

"It's because you are not capable enough!"

"If you think there is a problem with the venue, you can go to the deacon of the fighting spirit field, don't act wild here!"

"Wait, there are others who want to fight the soul!"

The host responded coldly.

After Song Chuijiang heard the words, his face became extremely ugly.

I am a little big soul master with no background, and I don't have half a gold soul coin in my pocket, who would listen to me.

"Ugh!"

Sighing again, Song Chuijiang left in despair.

Immediately, the host's expression changed from cold to happy, and he came to Yu Chenglong's side.

"Congratulations to Peerless Nightmare Yu Chenglong for winning this battle again with his powerful Poison Mist Soul Skill!"

"This is Peerless Nightmare No. 80 winning eight games in a row!"

The host came to Yu Chenglong's side, raised one of Yu Chenglong's hands, and announced the result.

Everyone has a heart of love.

The host was obviously overwhelmed by Yu Chenglong's strength, and a love of talent sprouted in his heart, and he was very friendly to him.

Accompanied by the host to announce the result.

There was a thunderous applause from the audience present.

This is a kind of respect they have for Yu Chenglong who has won 88 consecutive soul fighting matches.

Although Yu Chenglong had no other outstanding performances other than the simple release of soul skills.

However, he was able to maintain a winning streak of 88 soul fighting duels.

This in itself is a manifestation of great strength!

In the history of soul fighting, soul masters similar to poisonous mist also existed a lot.

However, no one can win 88 games in a row with the poison mist soul skill like Yu Chenglong!

It can be imagined that as long as Yu Chenglong grows up, he must be a great power in the future!

Of course, there were also some soul masters in the audience who disdained this and showed a look of contempt.

Because they felt that Yu Chenglong was able to win mainly because the fighting spirit platform was too small!

Once in actual combat, without the limitation of space and venue, there are a lot of soul masters who can show their strengths and take Yu Chenglong down!

However, now Yu Chenglong only fights in the finals of the fighting spirit, and if he wants to actually fight, it will be the year of the monkey.

"Thank you!"

Yu Chenglong thanked.

"You're welcome, little guy, practice hard!"

"I like you!"

"By the way, hahahaha, if you become a powerful soul master in the future, don't forget me!"

"Gou Fugui, don't forget each other, remember to support my brother!"

The host whispered to Yu Chenglong.

"it is good!"

Yu Chenglong nodded and responded calmly.

Then, Yu Chenglong retreated.

Soul masters can only participate in two single-person soul fights every day, and there is a time limit.

In addition to individual competitions, each soul master can also participate in two-on-two soul fighting duels, as well as group soul master duels!

Yu Chenglong hadn't participated in today's duel between two souls.

Walking towards the rest area, a strong soul master came up and touched Yu Chenglong's shoulder friendly with his fist.

"Yes, Jackie Chan!"

"88 victories in a row, the next two-person soul fight depends on you!"

"Old strategy, I'm in charge of controlling the opponent with ghost vines, Jackie Chan, you use poisonous mist to overwhelm them with poison!"

This strong soul master spoke to Yu Chenglong.

Obviously, he is Yu Chenglong's partner and teammate in the two-person soul fighting duel.

"Brother Li, no problem!"

"By the way, Brother Li, you haven't fought solo soul fighting yet!"

"I'll wait for you to finish the single-person soul fighting competition first, and then go to the double-player competition!"

"Also, group spirit fighting team, how is your preparation going?"

Yu Chenglong responded and asked something about the group soul fighting.

"Good brother, take a good rest, recover your soul power, and watch your brother Li perform, hehe!"

"I'm still preparing for the group soul fighting team, and I've only recruited one soul master from the assault department."

"He is a level 28 great soul master, and his martial soul is a sword, he can be in charge of the back row!"

"Auxiliary soul masters, we still need to look for them!"

"We don't have to worry about not being able to find anyone. As soon as I said Jackie Chan, you are in the team, those people immediately showed their heads squeezed and wanted to join our team."

"But Ning Que Wu Lan, most of those soul masters are too good, they are mixed, and they can't catch my eyes!"

"Good things take time, members of the group soul fighting group, I still need to screen carefully and look for a wave!"

Li Bing replied solemnly.

"it is good!"

"Brother Li, you are careful, I leave this matter to you, I am at ease."

"I'll be responsible for releasing the poisonous fog, just cooperate with everyone to win the game!"

Yu Chenglong said with a smile.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"That's right, I would rather be short than excessive!"

"Jackie Chan, your soul master group must be well established, and then other groups will be cast out of the shadows!"

At this time, Boss Zheng Banqiao came over with a smile on his face, and said in a positive tone.