"Grand Soul Fighting Arena! Join the real battle!!"
Old Ling was very surprised when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he realized that Wang Li was already a great soul master and should indeed participate in more actual combat between great soul masters.
So he then said:
"That's fine. Participating in actual combat between great soul masters will be more beneficial to your growth. However, I do have a few words of advice."
"You should participate in gambling fights that are mainly for sparring. Stay away from life-or-death fights and gambling fights."
"A gambling fight only determines who is stronger, not who lives or dies. The other two fights both determine who is stronger and who is weaker. You are still young, and you don't understand. Those filthy adults will use all kinds of insidious and cruel methods to kill an eight-year-old like you..."
At this point, Mr. Ling was stunned for a moment, and even his voice stopped.
An eight-year-old soul master, outrageous, really outrageous, but think about it, this is trained by myself, well, this, although outrageous, is reasonable.
Wang Li also wanted to participate in a gambling fight. As for life-and-death fights and gambling fights, he had never actually killed anyone before. He was not sure whether he could be so cruel as to kill a living person.
But it shouldn't be difficult, just like hunting soul beasts. Wang Li decided to find an opportunity to watch a few life-and-death fights and gambling fights, and then try it himself.
Then Wang Li responded:
"Mr. Ling, I understand."
Ling Lao also came back to his senses, and he gave one last instruction:
"When you go, remember to wear your school uniform, and then you can register for the competition with confidence."
Others around him didn't know, but he knew it very clearly. For the Grand Soul Fighting Arena, those soul masters who had no background but performed very well could easily be lured by them and become money-making tools controlled by them.
Driven by interests, behind the bustling fighting arena, there is a deep darkness hidden.
Wang Li thought about it for a moment and understood the meaning. He knew that this was a form of protection for himself, so he looked at Elder Ling and said gratefully:
"Okay, Mr. Ling."
Ling Lao said everything he needed to say, and finally patted Wang Li on the shoulder:
"Go back and rest first. You just came back from a dangerous place like the Soul Hunting Forest. It won't be too late to go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena in a few days."
Wang Li nodded, then formally said goodbye and left, returning to the academy. The comfortable atmosphere also made him relax.
What he didn't know was that his safe return had caused a sensation in the academy.
Ten months ago, when he entered the school, he defeated many old students and became the number one among the students. Ten months later, in just one semester, he broke through to the 20th level of soul power, obtained a soul ring, and became a great soul master.
This legendary experience not only shocked everyone, but also aroused their passion for cultivation.
Gorfa had said at the beginning that he should set a good example, and now he has indeed done so.
However, he himself did not care so much. After returning to the academy, settling down and practicing seriously for five days, Wang Li successfully broke through to level 22.
After that, he went to the Great Fighting Arena. He was curious and expectant about this place. He wanted to make money and gain experience, of course, provided that he could defeat his opponent.
Because he was wearing the uniform of Lega Academy, the staff in charge of registration kindly reminded him that this was not a place for soul masters.
Wang Li just said calmly:
"My name is Wang Li, a student at Liejia Academy. My martial soul has mutated into Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power is level 22. I know what I'm doing. All you have to do is sign up!"
Then the staff said no more and helped Wang Li sign up with curiosity and awe. He became a level 22 Great Soul Master before he even graduated, which was considered a genius.
As for age and birthplace... they didn't ask. They were in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, not the Spirit Hall, so those were not mandatory items to fill in.
After taking Wang Li's ten gold soul coins as the registration fee, he gave Wang Li a contestant identity certificate and an iron fighting spirit badge.
Wang Li muttered, "The registration fee is too expensive. I must earn back the ten gold soul coins today." Then he registered himself for a one-on-one soul fighting competition.
In less than ten minutes, he heard his name called in a fighting arena and followed the sound to find the place.
He walked through the passage and onto the ring. At this time, his opponent and the referee were already in place. He arrived a little late because he was not familiar with the direction and position.
When he walked onto the stage, his young face and college uniform instantly sparked the surprise and enthusiasm of the audience.
The part-time referee and commentator introduced the two people on the ring in his passionate and enthusiastic voice:
"Okay, friends, two contestants are already in place. One is our old friend, Ye Fei, whose martial spirit is the leopard cat and whose spirit power is level 27. Before this, he had already won two games in a row."
"The other one is a newcomer to our Grand Soul Fighting Arena, Wang Li, a talented student from Liejia Academy. His martial spirit has mutated into Blue Silver Grass, and his soul power is level 22. Today, will it be a winning streak for an old friend, or a counterattack for a newcomer? Let's wait and see. Both of you, activate your martial spirits!"
Ye Fei: "Martial Spirit Possession!"
Wang Li: "Release your martial spirit!"
Ye Fei's pupils shrank. Surrounded by two soul rings, one white and one yellow, he saw the two yellow soul rings around Wang Li. He was shocked and jealous...
He was of medium height and thin. After being possessed by his martial spirit, he was surrounded by evil spirit. As a level 27 great spirit master, he decided to teach Wang Li a lesson. Even if he couldn't use heavy hands, he would at least have a good time.
"First Soul Skill, Swift Charge!"
"Second soul skill, bloodthirsty claws!"
Ye Fei's murderous aura surged, and he moved and rushed towards Wang Li, as fast as the wind, as swift as thunder, and as quick as a shadow.
In response, Wang Li just raised his eyelids and saw Ye Fei's running trajectory clearly, and predicted the capture position in an instant.
"Blue Silver! Grow!"
The blue silver grass grew in the wind, as if it had foresight. Three meters away from Wang Li, it caught Ye Fei who suddenly appeared and wrapped around his legs.
Ye Fei's face was full of disbelief. He looked down at his controlled legs, and when he looked up again, Wang Li's figure continued to grow in his eyes. A side kick hit him in the head.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
After a dizzying moment, Ye Fei's body flew to the other side unconsciously, and the blue silver grass on his body was binding him tighter and tighter.
When he landed and regained consciousness, he saw a big foot quickly enlarged in his eyes.
Bang!
Wang Li didn't really step on his head, but it was only a hair's breadth away from it.
Looking at the referee standing aside, Wang Li said:
"If you don't announce the result, I'm afraid I'll crush his head with my next kick!"
At this moment, the referee and commentator suddenly woke up from a dream and shouted:
"The winner is Wang Li!"
Wang Li lowered his eyes and turned away:
Too weak, too boring... Fortunately, I still gained 66 experience points.