Peerless Tangmen's God of War restarts

Chapter 25
"This is the biggest soul fighting arena in Shrek City! Here, there is blood and dreams! Here..."

Xiang ruthlessly supported his forehead and said, "Don't talk so much useless nonsense, let's get to the point!"

Fan Ya smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, professional habits. Our Longwu Soul Arena is built on the basement floor here, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. Please come with me."

The long stairs cater to the dim light, making the bloody screams more and more clear.

Going down the stairs and passing through the corridor, a golden hall appeared in front of you, and a huge sky blue crystal stele stood in the center of the hall.

There are many small private rooms around the hall. Fan Ya led Xiang Wuqing to private room No. 666. Xiang Wuqing looked at the names and numbers displayed on the crystal tablet, and squinted his eyes, "Soul guide?" Fan Ya smiled, "Little My brother has good eyesight. This is the information center for all the soul fighters in the soul fighting arena. On one side is the name and record of the top [-] strongest soul masters currently participating in the fighting spirit field, and on the other is information about upcoming soul fighting competitions. The information is updated in real time. !"

"Also, here you can bet on your favorite soul master, and we have professionals to take care of your bets."

Xiang Wuqing frowned and said, "How about the cultivation of these soul masters participating in the soul fight?" Fan Ya thought for a while, and then said, "The battle of the third-ring soul master is the entry level, and the duel of the five-ring soul king is the highest level."

"Understood." After finishing speaking, Xiang Wuqing handed out a gold card and said, "Press me for 10 consecutive victories."

Fan Ya took the gold card, looked at the number on the card and couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, [-] gold soul coins, this little brother is really generous.

Xiang Wuqing said calmly, "Go help me arrange the fighting spirit."

Fan Ya replied, "Okay, little brother." Having been a receptionist for many years, Fan Ya knows when to speak and when not to speak, the identity of this little brother is not simple...

Fan Ya was already stepping on stiletto heels, twisted her waist, turned and left.

Xiang Wuqing watched as he tapped the armrest of the chair with his right index finger lightly. The highest-level duel between soul masters in the Soul Fighting Field was only at the Soul King level, which was just right for him to practice.

Fan Ya's work efficiency is good, and she walked over with an identity card in a short while, she turned slightly sideways and said, "Little brother, this is your participation card, you can participate in ten soul fights tonight."

"Yeah..." Xiang Wuqing nodded slightly, and took the identity card, which is a small soul tool with a display made of blue crystal on which the number ten is displayed.

Fan Ya paused slightly, then smiled, "Do you need to conceal your identity? We can provide masks."

Xiang Wuqing stood up and shook his head lightly, "No need, just take me to the Soul Arena." When did I, Xiang Wuqing, need to cover up my identity to do things?

Seeing Xiang Wuqing's chiseled profile up close, Fan Ya couldn't help but licked her lips slightly, and then said softly, "Okay, please follow me."

The entrance of the fighting arena is at the bottom of the auditorium, and the closed passage seems very quiet.Suddenly, a black-haired young man attracted Xiang's ruthless attention. He was eighteen or nine years old, and his body was thin, but his eyes were extremely bright.

He leaned against the wall, with his feet casually put together, exuding a sharp aura from his whole body.

Fan Ya suddenly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Lord Long."

"Ah."

The young man didn't pay attention to Fan Ya anymore, instead he gave Xiang Wuqing an interesting look. Xiang Wuqing looked at him, and found that there was a slightly restrained murderous look in his eyes... It wasn't aimed at Xiang Wuqing, but the young man A kind of aura that comes with going through life and death.

This young man should have had many lives in his hands.

……

Out of the sight of the young man, Fan Ya breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and the fullness of Yin's chest trembled slightly, and then said with relief, "Every time Master Long stares at me, there is a threat of death, horrible."

Xiang Wuqing asked curiously, "He's very interesting. But is he very strong?"

Looking at Xiang Wuqing who didn't care, Fan Ya said seriously, "Little brother, don't try to provoke Master Long, Master Long is now close to the soul emperor, and he once created hundreds of consecutive battles in the soul fighting arena. Victory record!"

"Interesting." Xiang Wuqing smiled and walked towards the gray door in front of him, took out his hand in his trouser pocket and waved it lightly, then said casually, "Wish me good luck."

Fan Ya nodded to the burly man in front of the gray gate, and then smiled heartlessly at Xiang, "Come on, little brother." This boy is so handsome, holding Fan Ya's long and slender legs by the side of the skirt together, his face can't help Red is red.

……

When Xiang Wuqing with his hands in his pockets appeared on the long carpet leading to the Soul Fighting Platform, the audience fell into an eerie silence, he was too young, this kid dared to come to participate in the Soul Fighting.You must know that even if you are beaten to death on the Longwu Soul Fighting Stage, it is not against the rules.

The rules of this kind of fighting spirit are that there are no rules, and they will use all means to get their opponents to step down or lose their ability to fight!
In the first game, Xiang Wuqing played against Night Cat.

Three-ring Soul Lord, one white and two yellow.

Wuhun night cat.

Most people don't like Xiang Wuqing, but there is a fat man with luxurious clothes, two mustaches and a smile on his face, who looks at Xiang Wuqing with interest.

Time flies, and the competition on the soul fighting stage has already begun.

The young man didn't mean to belittle Xiang Wuqing, you must know that in Shrek City, young monsters are the most indispensable.

The first soul skill, Beastization.

The ears become pointed, and the sharp claws of both hands pop out.

The second soul skill, Night Shadow Thrust.

The night cat turned into a stream of black light and rushed towards Xiang Wuqing.

The third soul skill, Night Blade.

There is a three-foot black light on the blade that pops out from the night cat's claws, which looks extraordinary.

A slender ink sword appeared in his hand.Oh, it's Broken Sword!

A Sword of Starlight...

The left hand is in the pocket, and the right hand is breaking the sword.

The cupping started, and the six relatives did not recognize each other.

Wow... Everyone on the court was full of exclamations. I didn't expect this kid to be quite powerful.

"Xiang Wuqing, do you need a rest? Every contestant in the spirit fighting arena has three chances for intermission, and the rest time is fifteen minutes..."

Xiang Wuqing looked at the audience and said indifferently, "No need, if you only have this kind of stuff in the soul fighting arena, then I will be very boring tonight."

Damn, school is so boring, I finally got out to relax, that's it?
wind

The wind is up

The second soul master's martial soul is Feng Yi...

The first soul skill, Peerless Wind Blade.

Two wind blades swept from bottom to top from different directions, starlight flashed in Xiang Wuqing's eyes, and he responded with two sword blades, three steps forward to the left, sword strike!
Yun Zhongzi's second soul skill, Wind Rise and Tide Surge, the slightest wind surge turned into a knife, Xiang Wuqing narrowed his eyes, the power spread, and the starlight gathered and pierced the middle door.

break!
Yun Zhongzi's wings moved slightly, and he slid back quickly, avoiding Xiang Wuqing's thorn.

"Humph!"

The right hand exerted force again, Broken Sword flew towards Yun Neutron like a meteor chasing the moon...

Da da da……

Walking over to pick up the broken sword, Xiang Ruqing silently scanned the field, "Next!"

At this time, some people couldn't sit still.You must know that in the gamble that was just opened, someone defeated Xiang Wuqing, an unknown kid, for ten consecutive victories, and many people who wanted to live on the subsistence allowance also defeated him.

If Xiang Wuqing is allowed to continue to win, many people will definitely lose their money tonight.

A burly man slowly stepped onto the stage, he looked directly at Xiang Wuqing and said in a muffled voice, "Boy, you are too arrogant."

"Hehe." Xiang Wuqing smiled and didn't refute anything.You know, these days in Shrek Academy are the most low-key time he has spent in these years.

Roar!
Martial spirit giant bear.

The three yellow soul rings all lit up, and they were all augmented soul skills. A khaki giant bear phantom beat its chest and roared behind the strong man, roaring..., khaki hair appeared on the strong man's arms, and the strong man Han's stature increased to three meters.

Boom, boom, boom... And this dull bear was not satisfied with the speed, and quickly rushed towards Xiang Wuqing.

click!
Putting the broken sword on the ground, Xiang Wuqing stretched his wrists with his hands together, and then punched... Bang!

I saw the three-meter-tall man flying into the air with such a graceful posture...

Boom!
The bursts of dust were separated when they met Xiang Wuqing, Xiang Wuqing waved his right hand, a blue-purple current flashed, and the ink-colored broken sword returned to his hand, and the broken sword lightly pointed to the audience, "Next!"

This kid's martial soul is useless!The middle-aged fat man in the audience smiled and said to the entourage next to him, "After that, send someone to check the details of this kid."

……

The ten-game winning streak was just a matter of time for Xiang Wuqing, so he took away the ink sword and stepped off the stage amidst wailing, only to see Fan Ya running over with a face full of surprise, taking small steps and saying to Xiang Wuqing, "Little brother, what are you doing?" That's great." Although I didn't do a detailed calculation, Fan Ya can probably calculate that this kid can earn more than 100 million tonight.

Fan Ya took Xiang Wuqing to close the offer, earning a total of 120 million gold soul coins.

After receiving the money, Xiang Wuqing asked casually, "By the way, Fanya, where is the nearest hotel?"

"Ah?" Fan Ya wondered, "Aren't you going home tonight?" Xiang Wuqing glanced at Fan Ya and said, "You have too many questions."

Fan Ya didn't care, but her eyes lit up, she licked her alluring red lips and said, "Little brother, you are our super VIP now, you can arrange a special room for you at night.

After a slight pause, Fan Ya leaned forward and whispered in Xiang Wuqing's ear, "If brother, you are afraid of sleeping alone, sister, I can accompany you."

Fan Ya spit out lightly, feeling a little bit of heat hitting her ears, Xiang Wuqing gave Fan Ya a slightly surprised look, then smiled lightly, "Okay."

　Hiss, ah, can this be refused?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)