Douro Searle

Chapter 41 The Soul Master Family
At this time, in the No. 7 small arena of the Black Iron Great Soul Arena, Searle was slowly entering the arena from the entrance of the arena, while secretly thinking...

"From the iron fighting spirit badge to the sapphire badge, there are six levels of iron, copper, silver, gold, purple gold, and sapphire. It takes 100 points to upgrade from iron fighting spirit to copper fighting spirit, and it takes 1000 points to upgrade from copper fighting spirit to silver fighting spirit. 100 points, and then increase in order, then to reach sapphire is [-] million points..."

The host of the arena has already introduced: "...this one is the three-ring soul master named Blood Blade. It is said that he is a criminal who offered a reward of [-] gold soul coins on the mainland. Hundreds of ordinary people were massacred in the western village, and finally escaped the pursuit of the Heaven Dou Empire..."

Searle walked silently, and saw a tall and thin middle-aged man opposite him, with four hideous scars on his face, staring at Searle with sinister eyes.

It's just that Searle is still thinking at this time: "...Although it takes as much as 100 million points to achieve the sapphire badge, Iron Fighting Soul will add one point for each victory. If the winning streak exceeds five games, each game will directly increase. Ten points, after winning more than ten games in a row, each game will directly add 100 points, and the Bronze Fighting Soul is the same, adding 100 points for each victory, adding 1000 points after winning more than five games in a row, adding [-] points after winning more than ten games in a row, and the remaining The same is true for the lower levels of fighting spirits, so if you keep winning consecutively..."

The scar-faced soul master in front of Searle stared at Searle viciously, licked blood on the edge of a knife and said: "Hey, hey, don't die so quickly when the game is coming, I plan to beat your limbs Break, and then cut your flesh and blood with a knife, so that the audience can appreciate your screams, hahahaha..."

"The competition begins!" The host gave an order, only to see that the scar soul master hadn't stopped laughing before it stopped abruptly, and then he let out an ugly cry like a duck whose neck was pinched!

Although there were not many spectators, there was silence in the arena at this moment, only the soul master named Blood Blade was making a hoarse sound of struggling.

At this time, Searle, who was wearing a black robe, pinched the throat of the scar-faced man with one hand, and lifted him up!

Click!

There was a small but audible sound in the center of the arena, and the man with the scarred face was thrown aside by Searle like garbage, and then walked towards the exit alone.

"It's really disappointing. Our blood blade failed to struggle for three seconds in front of the Shenhao." The host made a regretful voice, and then said loudly: "The winner of this soul fighting match is——the Shenhao!"

There were no cheers, only the host's voice echoed in the arena.

At this time, Searle, who walked to the exit of the arena, sighed: "If you have a winning streak, you will have to play at least 55 soul fighting matches to be promoted to Sapphire, and you must win eleven rounds in a row at each level. In order to be promoted to the next level as quickly as possible..."

"So, now I am at the badge level of Iron Soul Fighting, and I have to win eleven games in a row at the level of Iron Fighting Soul before I can advance to Bronze Fighting Soul."

Searle went to the Hussein area again, and he planned to continue participating in the soul fighting competition until he was promoted to the Bronze Spirit Fighting Competition.

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In the main lounge of the host of the Great Spirit Arena, a blond man in a luxurious dress was reading ten battle record sheets.

I saw that in the record column, there were only a few words, all about how easily and simply the Shenhao player eliminated the opponent, and he didn't see his martial soul and soul ring at all...

The corner of the blond man's mouth curled up, showing interest, and said, "What an interesting guy."

Immediately, he handed the record sheet in his hand to the servant standing beside him and said, "I will host the next match of the God's name. I haven't met such an interesting person for a long time. Let me guess how many times he will win in a row." Only after the battle will he use his martial spirit and spirit ring..."

The blond man gently walked aside, picked up an exquisite mask with golden patterns, and walked out of the lounge...

After verifying his identity, Searle began to go to the designated arena to participate in today's No. 11 soul fighting match.

Due to Searle's ten consecutive victories, he now has 55 points, and the next game will be the first game Searle has won more than ten consecutive victories.

As long as he wins this match, Searle's points will be directly increased by [-] points, and he will be promoted from the iron fighting spirit to the bronze fighting spirit badge level...

"The next step is the promotion match between the two soul masters. As long as they win this match, they will become soul masters of the bronze fighting spirit level." When Searle walked into the arena, the host on the high stage began to introduce.

"One of the soul masters participating in the competition is Feng Ya, he is the four-ring soul sect, and the martial soul is the wind dog. His previous record is ten consecutive victories, and he has never been defeated, so today's game is likely to be his. No. 11 consecutive victories."

The surrounding audience cheered, as if they were full of expectations for this contestant named Feng Ya, but at this moment, the host's voice sounded again.

"However, his opponent is also the Shenhao player who has won ten consecutive victories..."

The cheers from the surrounding audience gradually diminished, apparently they had never heard of this player who also won ten consecutive victories.

The Fengya soul master opposite Searle glanced at Searle faintly, obviously only interested in Searle.

"He is very mysterious. No one has seen his true face so far. He is very powerful. In the previous ten games, he has solved the opponent with one move, and what is even more surprising is..."

The host's voice suddenly elongated, which immediately attracted the attention of many audience members.

Searle in the field frowned slightly. He felt that the host on the stage seemed to be deliberately trying to create momentum for him.

So Searle raised his head and looked at the host. From a distance, he saw that the host was wearing a mask with golden patterns on his face, and the eyes on the mask were actually different-colored pupils!
Searle paused for a moment, and soon thought of a family of soul masters: "The Dai family!"

Almost all the soul fighting fields in the whole continent are jointly founded by the seven great soul master families, and they are not affiliated to the two great empires and the Wuhun Temple. It can be said that they are a third-party force, and they are rich like an enemy!
And in Searle's memory, among the seven great families, only the Dai family of the Star Luo Empire had heterochromatic eyes, and their spirit was the White Tiger!

"Three hours ago, Shenhao just registered for the Iron Fighting Soul Badge, and now he is preparing to be promoted to Bronze Fighting Soul within a day... Then, let's see what the spirit of Shenhao contestant is. ? What is his soul master level?... So now I declare, the competition begins!"

After listening for so long, Feng Ya on the opposite side was already impatient.

When the host announced the start of the competition, he immediately possessed his spirit, showing off his four excellent soul ring configurations, two yellow and two purple, and charged towards Searle who was dressed in black like the wind!

Seeing that Serge didn't move at all, Feng Ya's face was full of disdain.

"This guy can't even react to my speed, that idiot host has blown him so much, he doesn't even know if he can take my move!"

A gleam of sharpness flashed in Feng Ya's eyes, and the fourth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and his figure turned into a phantom, about to launch an extremely fast continuous attack on Searle!
boom!
A figure suddenly turned into a streamline and flew out of the arena. Searle, who was in the center of the arena, turned directly to the exit of the arena.

After a few seconds of silence, the host of the Dai family broke the silence.

"What a pity! Our Fengya player was defeated by the Shenhao in one blow, and we didn't even use our martial soul and soul ring... I declare that the winner is the Shenhao!"

The audience around the arena immediately cheered. No one cared about Feng Ya anymore. They only knew that this contestant named Shen Hao was a mysterious and powerful soul master, and they were very curious about what his martial soul was... ..."

When he was about to walk out of the arena, Searle glanced at the host on the high platform, and found that the pair of different-colored eyes were also staring at him.

"Sure enough it was intentional!" Searle withdrew his gaze and walked into the exit of the arena.

But at this moment, the host with different-colored eyes on the high platform watched Searle's back gradually disappear, and under his mask, the corners of his mouth curled up clearly...

"interesting!"

(End of this chapter)