Douluo: The Ruined King, Create an Army of Soul Masters

Chapter 52 Twin Martial Spirits, Boy Yuebai

District [-], the fighting spirit arena.

Lin Yi came to the auditorium. There were VIP boxes in the Grand Fighting Arena, but the cost there was higher.

As a contestant, he was not here to enjoy himself, so Lin Yi found a corner where there were relatively few people and stood there.

Lin Yi and Xiao Wu's opponents were both soul masters. Because of Ning Rongrong's own strength and martial arts, the soul master arranged by the white-faced scholar was a great soul master.

The ninth district where Lin Yi was located was overcrowded, and most of the people were eating melon seeds and preparing to watch the next showdown.

The time when he entered the ninth area was just at the end of a duel.

The audience also recovered slightly from the exciting showdown.

"Who do you bet on next?"

"Needless to say, it must be that child."

"Fat man, don't fucking mention it. I'm so fucking annoyed when I hear you talk.

Hey!

If I had listened to your gamble the day before yesterday and put all my money on that little guy, I would have made a fortune too.

such a pity!such a pity!You've eaten all the damn meat, and now I only deserve to follow you and drink the thin soup. "

"Now you are blaming me. My dear friend, I tried my best to persuade you, but no one was willing to listen. If you don't tell me, just go and place some bets. If the kid still comes up, let's drink some soup and settle the score."

A fat man walked past Lin Yi, and the conversation between them caught Lin Yi's attention.

child?

The registration requirements for the Great Soul Fighting Arena do not stipulate the age of the registrant, but the spirit beasts appearing here are at least at the level of great spirit masters.

Child?

How old are you?

With curiosity in mind, he walked to the betting area to try to get some useful information from there.

Unfortunately, there are only two names.

'Yuebai VS Qin Dachuan'.

The difference in odds between the two is huge, 1:20.

Judging from Fatty's performance just now, most people have bet on Yuebai.

Because of this, his odds are much lower.

Following this logic, the child in the fat man's mouth is most likely Yue Bai.

Lin Yi raised his hand, rubbed his chin involuntarily, and then returned to his original position, expecting the child in their mouths to appear.

At this time, the white-faced scholar was fiddling with the folding fan in his hand and walked towards him.

"After this, it will be your turn, are you nervous?"

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were narrowed as if they had never been opened, with a soft smile on his face.

Lin Yi shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "You probably greet every newcomer who registers for Douhun with this kind of concern, right?"

"Your answer is unexpected, but it's the first time someone has given me such an answer."

The white-faced scholar rarely opened his squinted eyes, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, "I see you stood at the betting card for a few seconds but didn't take out the gold coin. What are you hesitating about?"

"I'm just not interested in that aspect. If I were to play on my own, I would throw in a gold coin."

Lin Yi changed the topic, "I wonder if senior is busy at the moment? If not, can you tell me about Yue Bai, the fighting spirit?"

"Ha ha......"

The white-faced scholar did not answer Lin Yi immediately. Instead, he held his belly and laughed. The laughter was somewhat sinister, causing the surrounding audience to look at him.

When they saw clearly that it was the white-faced scholar, they suppressed the anger in their hearts.

After all, he is the butler of the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Whether it is for entertainment or to earn soul coins, no one in the general audience wants to provoke the butler of the Soul Fighting Arena.

"You have a very discerning eye, and that kid Yuebai is very interesting."

The white-faced scholar sat down in the empty seat next to Lin Yi, and then took out a cup of white lotion from the soul guide he was wearing.

"His story is not simple. Normally I like to share milk with others."

The white-faced scholar just held up the pure milk and waited quietly for Lin Yi to take it away from him.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yi finally took the pure milk in his hand.

The ice-cold taste is a good drink for Lin Yi in this hot soul fighting arena.

"Your information says you are 16 years old and a level 38 soul master, right?"

"Yes."

Lin Yi nodded.

"That child Yue Bai is only 12 years old, but he has already reached the stage of a 27th level great soul master."

A simple sentence touched Lin Yi's heart.

12 years old, level 27 great soul master.

Good guy!

This child named Yue Bai was almost at the same level as him in terms of cultivation based on his own talent alone.

"It's outrageous, isn't it?"

The white-faced scholar noticed the flash of shock in Lin Yi's eyes and took a deep sip of pure milk, "Where I am, Yue Bai pales in comparison to you and is not worth mentioning."

As for the reason for thinking so, the white-faced scholar didn't say much.

Lin Yi didn't care about the riddles of the 'Riddler'. Even if he could see the Flaming Gauntlet and the Lotus Order, he couldn't detect the location of the Blade of the Destroyed King.

"A year ago, Yuebai came to the Great Soul Fighting Arena as a young soul master. The constant battles within a year allowed him to grow at a leaps and bounds.

This is on the one hand, and on the other hand is his twin martial soul. "

Seeing that Lin Yi's demeanor did not change at all after hearing the remarks about him, the white-faced scholar continued to talk about Yue Bai.

Twin Martial Soul?

Lin Yi simply adjusted his posture. There were not many people with twin martial spirits.

"Anyone who encounters fighting spirits and auxiliary spirits will have a headache. All this is for her sister. Even though he is making good profits in the fighting spirit arena, he can barely maintain his sister's condition. .”

The white-faced scholar did not go into much detail, but just smiled and said: "If you are so interested in his affairs, you can win consecutively in this area, and then get the qualification to fight with him.

After all, you are still the lowest level Iron Fighting Soul, and Yue Bai is one level higher than you. "

"here we go!"

"Wuhu, boy Yuebai, give me a shot!"

"Playing twice in a row, that boy Yuebai is really outrageous."

"I heard that his opponent this time is a level 39 soul master."

......

The screams interrupted the conversation between the two. Lin Yi did not feel irritated and looked down at the arena below.

From the entrance passage on the opposite side, a man wearing silver armor and holding a war hammer slowly walked out.

His steps were steady, and the war hammer in his hand should be the spirit of martial arts.

Pooh!

Seeing everyone in the auditorium shouting for Yue Bai, Warhammer brother Qin Dachuan spat at Xingzi with disdain and roared: "I'm going to teach that brat who doesn't know the world a lesson today!"

"Qin Dachuan is approaching fiercely. I feel that this battle is very interesting."

The fat man who had bet on Yuebai smiled and teased his friends around him. He was making money anyway. It didn't matter who lost or won in this battle. The key was to have fun.

Following the call of the audience, a thin, silver-haired boy wearing coarse cloth with patches appeared coldly in the aisle on the same side as Lin Yi.

(End of this chapter)