Chapter 39: Fighting Spirit, Judgment Begins!
Qin Zhuo began to brainstorm and took out a small notebook to write down all the opportunities he could think of regarding Tang San.
Now Tang San hasn't entered Shrek yet, which means he doesn't have any external soul bones yet. He can go to the Star Dou Great Forest and wait for a while.
In addition, he seemed to have a second awakening of his martial soul. The Blue Silver King should be quite old, and maybe it could give him a soul bone with life attributes. Now the recovery speed of his body with Source Resistance is still a bit slow.
There is also a Vast Sea Universe Cover, which is still in the treasure house of the Tiandou Empire. You can ask Qian Renxue to help you take it out and see if you can use it. If not, just throw it into the space turbulence...
Nothing happened during the night. At dawn, Qin Zhuo arrived in front of a building that looked very similar to the Roman Colosseum in his previous life, the Great Fighting Arena of Soto City!
"Soul masters have all sorts of unique skills, and their fighting styles are even more so. What I lack now is experience in fighting against soul masters!"
Qin Zhuo looked at the building in front of him. His own strength was definitely not weak, but in previous battles, whether it was with soul beasts or soul masters, he almost always crushed them. This was good, but not good enough!
Things like skills and experience can be unnecessary, but they cannot be absent!
"Hello, I want to sign up for the Soul Fighting!"
Qin Zhuo found the registration place and spoke to the person in charge.
Seeing Qin Zhuo's age, the person in charge looked at him for a long time, but did not stop him.
"Just press your fingerprint and give yourself a code name."
Taking the registration form handed over by the person in charge, Qin Zhuo gave himself the code name Thunder, and after pressing his handprint, he received an iron fighting spirit badge.
The fighting spirit arena will not match you with opponents of similar spirit power levels. Filling in that information will be of no use at all.
In the fighting arena, matching is based on badge levels, from low to high: iron, bronze, silver, gold, and purple gold.
Points will be awarded after each spirit fighting victory, and points are the only criterion for assessing badge levels.
"Little brother, I don't think you are short of money, so why come here? Fighting spirits is not a joke."
After collecting the registration form, the person in charge looked at the young man in front of him and spoke.
Death is a common occurrence in the fighting arena. Some teams and individuals even enjoy killing. Generally speaking, no one would come to the fighting arena unless they are forced by life or have special needs.
"I know, but that's why I came here. Thanks for letting me know."
Qin Zhuo smiled slightly. If the battle in the fighting arena was not close to life and death, he would not have come!
Afterwards, Qin Zhuo picked a blue mask and planned to go in and watch the soul fighting process of others. Later, he thought about it and decided to bet 100 gold soul coins on himself at the betting place.
For this reason, many people kept their eyes on him, and when they saw him enter the fighting arena, they followed him in one by one.
Qin Zhuo's first fighting spirit match was scheduled for the evening. After all, he had just registered and it would take time for the organizer to make the arrangements.
Backstage, Qin Zhuo watched the Evil God Team torturing their opponents to death with almost brutal means, and he called them perverts in his heart.
As the saying goes, killing is better than torturing. This team of fierce gods is not enjoying killing, but enjoying the pleasure of torturing people. This mentality is probably as high as that of a fallen soul master.
If this wasn't a fighting arena, the actions of the Evil God Team would be despised by both sides even in a battlefield known for death.
"If I remember correctly, my opponent is a member of this fierce god team, right?"
Qin Zhuo looked at the lot in his hand and his gaze stopped on a person on the stage, who was currently partying.
One-on-one fighting spirits are decided by drawing lots. Generally speaking, the badge levels will not have a big span, but there will be exceptions. For example, people with high team points but low personal points will also be drawn.
By ten o'clock in the evening, Qin Zhuo had become somewhat accustomed to the atmosphere here. He accepted killing very quickly, but that didn't mean he liked the bloody and violent atmosphere. It would take time to adapt to it.
Hearing the host calling his code name, Qin Zhuo slowly walked onto the fighting stage. Not many people watched the one-on-one fighting, most people liked to watch team fighting. In addition, since it was Qin Zhuo's first time here, he was not very popular, so naturally there would be no cheers.
But his opponents were different. The Fierce God Team was a star team here, and many people admired their bloody violence.
"Butcher! Tear him apart! I bet 30 gold soul coins on you!"
"The other party is a rookie, butcher, please don't show mercy!"
"Butcher! Be a little more cruel, I love to see it!"
Listening to the crazy cheers of the audience, the butcher raised his hands high and slowly spun around with a look of enjoyment on his face. He really liked this kind of madness.
The Evil God Team kills too many people, so naturally their elimination rate is also high. This butcher has just joined the Evil God Team, otherwise he would not come to fight an individual spirit. After all, team spirit fighting not only has more points, but also higher rewards!
As both parties took their positions, Qin Zhuo and Ye the Butcher officially met. Seeing that Qin Zhuo was obviously a teenager, Ye the Butcher couldn't help but raise a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.
The fighting spirit arena has regulations that those who participate in the fighting spirit must be registered spirit masters, and their spirit rings must be two rings or above.
In other words, the opponent in front of him is at least a Great Soul Master, and judging by his age, he is also a genius soul master!
I worked hard for 30 years to improve my soul power to level 26. Why are you already at the second ring at such a young age?
Killing a genius is much more satisfying than killing ordinary people!
Except for people like Qin Zhuo who come here for experience and hang out in the fighting arena for a long time, most of the people here lack resources for cultivation. Naturally, the soul power level of such a group is not very high.
But one thing is that the combat capability of the soul master who grows up through actual combat cannot be compared with that of the soul master who grows up through the accumulation of resources.
Of course, combat capability is not equal to combat effectiveness. It is a skill and part of forming combat effectiveness.
"Both sides greet each other! This soul battle begins!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the butcher roared, and his entire body expanded more than three times. The shadow of a big black dog appeared behind him, and two yellow soul rings rose from under his feet.
What followed was an invisible smell of blood. Although he had just joined the Evil God Team, he had killed many people, otherwise there would not be such a bloody smell when releasing his martial spirit.
"unlucky···"
Qin Zhuo couldn't help but curse inwardly. It was true that he wanted to experience a real battle, but he didn't want to fight with such a pervert. And for some reason, after the butcher released his martial spirit, he felt inexplicably irritated in his heart, and he didn't feel like training anymore.
"Go on, butcher! That guy was so scared that he just stood there motionless, he didn't even know to release his martial spirit, hahahaha..."
"Tear him apart! Bath in his blood!"
"Tear apart the thunder! Butcher, come on!"
Seeing the butcher unleashing the might of his martial spirit, the audience became even more enthusiastic. Although there were not many people, it was extremely noisy.
Amid the cheers of the audience, the butcher's second soul ring lit up, and his entire right hand completely transformed into a beast. The exposed claws were not sharp, but each one was very strong, and completely fell into the category of blunt weapons.
Qin Zhuo stood there and looked coldly at the butcher who was approaching him quickly. His heart was beating violently, and with the rapid flow of soul power, his right fist hanging by his side was flashing with lightning.
In the eyes of the audience, he stood there as if he was scared silly, and many people were already imagining the scene of him being torn to pieces and blood splattering.
After all, which soul master doesn't even use his martial soul before fighting?
But the next scene made the carnival scene completely quiet down.
As the butcher came to Qin Zhuo's side, his beastly right claw slapped his head hard.
Qin Zhuo did not dodge or evade, but raised his fist and struck back. With a thunderous sound, the butcher's burly body split open and body parts flew everywhere.
The enthusiastic audience suddenly fell silent. Many people still had the enthusiastic expressions on their faces, but now they seemed to be imprisoned.
However, Qin Zhuo felt an unprecedented sense of relief. His soul power, which originally needed some time to break through, reached level 58 in an instant.
Moreover, he could feel that his Judgment Seraph spirit was also extremely active at this moment!
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