Legend of the Angel of Douluo

After continuing to explain some things, Bibi Dong took Hu Liena and left.

Su Ming returned home and began to plan in her heart.

"I currently only have level 13 soul power. Although the quality of my martial soul is top-notch, my experience is still a little lacking. It may be equivalent to an ordinary 15-16 level soul master. If I go further, I will be guaranteed at most. Take no damage when fighting a level 19 opponent."

"The effort on my hands is still too little."

Su Ming shook his head helplessly and looked at the seven-color magic sword Wuhun in his hand.

"Also, my weapon is too domineering and eye-catching. If someone is interested, they may guess my true identity."

The wide blade of the Seven-Colored Magic Sword, as well as the blue eyes and skull gauntlets on it, are so magical that it is hard not to attract people.

The mask can hide Su Ming's appearance, but once the martial spirit is released, will it still look the same?

Just when Su Ming was troubled by this problem, he felt a strange movement coming from the colorful magic sword in his hand.

"You mean you can change shapes?"

Su Ming was a little surprised that he actually received vague information from the martial spirit in his hand.

Since the name of the Seven-Colored Fantasy Demon Sword has the word "phantom" in it, it would be reasonable to change it a little bit, right?

Su Ming followed this feeling and imagined in his heart that the martial spirit in his hand became ordinary.

The seven-colored magic sword that exuded a hazy light actually changed.

The blue eyes disappeared, the broad sword slowly shrank, and the exaggerated four-cornered skull guard turned into an ordinary flat block.

At this moment, a domineering and dazzling giant sword turned into an extremely ordinary pitch black iron sword.

"Is it really possible? Let me go, this is simply a magical skill!"

In Su Ming's memory, only one person had the ability to change the shape of his martial soul, and that was Qian Renxue.

The piece of soul bone she fused from a soul beast from ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years has such a skill.

It was also because of this that she was able to disguise herself as Tiandou Prince Xue Qinghe, and almost succeeded in ascending to the throne of Tiandou Empire.

What Su Ming didn't expect was that his martial spirit itself had such an ability. If he had another skill like disguise, wouldn't it be much more convenient for him to do some things?

"It's a pity that no matter how it changes, the Seven-Colored Fantasy Demon Sword can only transform into other types of sword spirits."

However, this is not a disadvantage.

Wearing a mask and holding an ordinary iron sword with a martial spirit, who else could recognize him?

This way you can enjoy the real fun of fighting!

……

There are several soul fighting arenas in Wuhun City, but they are all under the direct jurisdiction of the Wuhun Palace, and according to their levels, they are divided into three categories: low-level soul fighting arenas, intermediate soul fighting arenas, and high-level soul fighting arenas.

The low-level soul fighting scenes face soul masters of levels 10 to 19.

Intermediate spirit fighting scenes face spirit masters of levels 20 to 39.

In the advanced spirit fighting scene, you will face spirit masters above level 40.

As for the soul warriors below level 10, it is because they have not even obtained the first soul ring, and the battles between them are like playing house, and there is no point in watching them at all.

What Su Ming came to now was the low-level spirit fighting field.

Compared with other spirit fighting arenas at this time, the buildings in the spirit fighting arena in Wuhun City are much taller.

Even the lowest-level low-level spirit fighting arena is equivalent to the central spirit fighting arena in other big cities.

"Hello, are you here to watch the Soul Fighting Competition or to participate in the Soul Fighting Competition?"

When Su Ming walked in, a young waiter with glasses came over with a smile. He also brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of Su Ming. The service attitude was beyond praise.

"Of course I'm here to participate in the spirit fight."

"Okay, then please follow me."

The young waiter guided Su Ming to the front desk and sat down, then took out paper and pen.

"Your Name?"

"Song Ming." Su Ming thought for a moment and thought it would be better to give the name a pseudonym.

"What is your martial spirit?"

"Steel sword."

"What is your soul power level?"

"Level 13 assault type battle soul master."

……

After registering a series of information, the young waiter took out a dark badge and handed it to Su Ming.

"Dear Soul Master Song Ming, this is your iron fighting spirit badge. In the future, you can use this badge to participate in spirit fighting in all city spirit fighting arenas."

"Okay, can I go directly to the spirit fight now?"

The young waiter frowned. He originally thought that Su Ming was just here to register information and get an Iron Fighting Soul Badge, and then leave directly, but he didn't expect that the other party was serious?

Looking at the fighting eyes under Su Ming's mask, the young waiter sighed inwardly: "It seems like another young member of some family came to have fun, and then called it training, but in the end he couldn't survive a few games." Douhun will just slap his butt and leave."

After all, this was not the first time he had seen this kind of thing.

There are mainly two types of people who come to the spirit fighting arena to fight spirits.

The first type, which is also the majority of people, come to the spirit fighting arena to make money.

The cultivation of a soul master also requires resources, and resources naturally require money.

Ordinary soul masters do not have a sect background, so they can only fight for all resources by themselves. Relatively speaking, compared to joining various mercenary teams to perform various dangerous tasks, the Great Soul Fighting Arena is the safest way to make money.

The benefits of coming to the big spirit fighting arena to fight spirits are quite considerable, and the risks are relatively low.

Although one person can only participate in the same type of fighting spirit once a day, they can definitely call their partners to have another two-person spirit fighting or team spirit fighting.

In this way, you can participate in up to 3 spirit battles a day. On average, the probability of winning 1 to 2 games is still very high.

Likewise, there will always be new soul masters participating in the soul fighting arena, which will naturally attract many people to watch.

The more people watching, the income of the spirit fighting arena will increase, and at the same time, the spirit masters who come to participate in the spirit fighting will also have higher incomes.

This is a win-win situation.

The second type of person is the most unwelcome person in the spirit fighting arena.

Most of them are young geniuses, and when they come to this spirit fighting arena to fight spirits, they basically show off their majesty. They leave after just a few games, and they are completely unable to create a hot spot for the spirit fighting arena.

The key thing is that when they fight souls, they basically rely on their huge advantages in martial souls and soul power to defeat their opponents instantly, without any enjoyment.

Moreover, if they were seriously injured during the spirit fighting, the spirit fighting arena would also be subject to pressure from some families and even compensation.

In Wuhun City, because of the authority of Wuhun Hall, no one dares to cause trouble in the Soul Fighting Arena, but the person in charge of the Soul Fighting Arena still has to bear the pressure.

The young waiter felt that he could already imagine Su Ming's future.

However, he still maintained a good service attitude and said: "There are several Duhun games today. We will arrange for you to be the last one. What do you think?"

Su Ming nodded. As long as he can play, the order is not a problem.

"Okay, we'll go make arrangements for you right away."

The young waiter nodded, smiled and turned around.

He was going to report to his boss that another bullshit genius had come today. It was best to arrange a more ferocious opponent for him, and then teach him a lesson without hurting him, so that he could get out as soon as possible.