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"Silver Soul Fighting Badge?!" Oscar and Ma Hongjun looked at the Fighting Soul Badge on the counter and exclaimed in shock.

Dai Mubai also looked at Chen Yuan seriously. It seemed that he had underestimated Chen Yuan's strength.

You must know that it is not that easy to upgrade the level of the fighting spirit badge in this big fighting spirit arena.In the soul fighting competition, if you win a game, you will gain one point, and if you lose a game, you will also deduct one point accordingly.After winning five games in a row, your points will increase by ten points for each win. After winning ten games in a row, your points will increase by one hundred points.The points deducted for consecutive losses are the same as the points change mechanism for consecutive wins.

And because in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the number of consecutive wins or losses this month is not cumulative with the number of consecutive wins or losses in the next month, so the fastest way to increase the level of the Fighting Soul Badge is to increase the level of the Fighting Soul Badge in one month. Within, try to maintain a winning streak in as many fighting spirit games as possible.

"Chen Yuan, your fighting spirit badge is actually at the silver fighting spirit level! How many fights have you fought?" Ma Hongjun watched Chen Yuan put away the fighting spirit badge, and then asked Chen Yuan.

Dai Mubai and Oscar also looked at Chen Yuan seriously, waiting for his answer. They were also very curious about it.

"I started playing fighting spirit games a long time ago. I have long forgotten how many games I played. However, there should be records in the big fighting spirit arena. Therefore, it is normal for me to have a silver fighting spirit badge. There is nothing special about it. Weird." Chen Yuan shook his head at Ma Hongjun.

Because monthly winning streaks were not calculated cumulatively, Chenyuan focused on cultivating his soul power at that time, and did not go to the big soul fighting arena many times each month, so his winning streak was not high either.When Chen Yuan first attached the second soul ring and reached level 21, his soul power was the lowest among the great soul masters group. Most of the great soul masters in the group were level 28 or 29 great soul masters. .Without the blessing of soul bones, it would be difficult for a soul master with a century-old soul ring to fight beyond the eighth level of soul power. Such a soul fighting competition could only be suppressed by one side until the end, and it could not achieve the purpose of increasing actual combat experience.Even if Chen Yuan used all his cards, both sides would suffer at most, so he did not go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to participate in the Soul Fighting Competition at that time, and did not return to the Great Soul Fighting Arena until he broke through to level 25.

Although they heard Chen Yuan say this, they were still full of curiosity about Chen Yuan.They have been playing soul fighting games in the big soul fighting arena for more than a year, but they are still in the low-end game of iron fighting souls. They have not even reached the level of bronze fighting souls, let alone compared with the silver fighting souls of Chenyuan. .

"Let's go, let's go to the lounge first and wait for notification from the staff." Chen Yuan raised the lounge room card he just got and said to them.

Following the guidance of the waiter, they arrived at the VIP lounge. Oscar lay down on the soft sofa, his body involuntarily sinking in slightly. He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the soul fighting competition broadcast on the huge crystal screen in front of him. He struggled with an exaggerated expression and said: "Ah, this evil life of rich people has corroded my pure and simple heart, and made me start to degenerate and sink into enjoyment."

"You can also choose to go out and wait in the corridor outside. By the way, you can also take a look at the spirit fighting going on below and experience the carnival of the audience." Chenyuan was helping Xiaoxian tidy up her long, knotted hair when she heard Oscar say this said, and then suggested to him.

"Hey, this sofa is so soft, and this fruit is also very sweet, isn't it? Fatty." Oscar touched the sofa, then sat up again and picked up a cut piece from the fruit plate on the coffee table in front of him. After taking a bite of the fruit, he said to Ma Hongjun.

Without waiting for Ma Hongjun to answer, he turned to Chen Yuan and asked, "Chen Yuan, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Chen Yuan was silent for a moment, and then said calmly.

"Oh, okay." Oscar then lay down again.

Dai Mubai also shook his head and continued to watch the battle scenes on the crystal screen to pass the time waiting for the notification.

Ma Hongjun has never stopped eating since he came in. He has been eating there silently.

After the staff informed Chen Yuan that the soul fighting competition was about to begin, Chen Yuan placed the little fairy on the sofa, touched its head, and asked Dai Mubai and the others to help take care of it. Then he walked out of the lounge alone and went to the competition venue. Fighting Soul Platform.

Because he had to fight with all his strength, it was difficult to display his own strength with Xiaoxian, so Chenyuan had no choice but to leave Xiaoxian in the lounge. Feng Yunhu used to help take care of him, but now he could only trouble Dai Mubai and the others.

After Chen Yuan left, Oscar couldn't sit still anymore. He looked at the little white fox on the sofa opposite, rolled his eyes, and then recited an extremely obscene soul curse, "I have a big sausage," and then smiled and said Use the sausages conjured by martial arts to tease the little white fox.

"I asked Oscar, can you please calm down? I think Chen Yuan's usual care for this white fox must be very important to him. If you tease it like this, let's see how Chen Yuan takes care of you when he comes back." Dai Mubai looked at Oscar waved the sausage in front of Xiaoxian and couldn't help but say.

Thinking of the scene after Chen Yuan came back, Oscar swallowed his saliva and said to Dai Mubai: "Why am I teasing it? Boss Dai, please don't accuse me wrongly. I am asking it if it wants to eat sausages."

Dai Mubai sneered and said, "If it gets pissed off by you, just ask for it." Then he continued to look at the crystal screen.

Xiaoxian raised his head and looked at Oscar, a layer of pinkness appearing in his eyes.Oscar's pupils suddenly lost focus, and he ate the sausage in his hand one by one with dull eyes.After Oscar finished eating, Xiaoxian closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa tiredly.

After Oscar woke up, he shook his head, as if he had suddenly become confused. Then he found that the sausage in his hand was gone. He was a little strange. He turned to Dai Mubai and said: "Boss Dai, if you want to eat sausage, just follow me." To be honest, why did you take my sausage secretly?" In this room, only Dai Mubai had the strength to take the sausage from Oscar without being discovered, so Oscar Suspect.

Dai Mubai angrily slapped the coffee table in front of him, stood up, grabbed Oscar's clothes with both hands, and said angrily to him: "Bitch, do you want to die?"

"Uh." Oscar looked flustered, as if the joke had gone too far.

The sudden loud noise scared Ma Hongjun so much that he dropped the food in his hands.

"Well, Boss Dai, if it weren't for you, where would my sausage go?" Oscar had no choice but to change the subject.

Dai Mubai let go of Oscar and said, "Huh, how do I know? If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Then, both of them looked at Ma Hongjun.

. . . . . .

At this time, Chen Yuan also arrived at the entrance of the Soul Fighting Stage, and walked onto the Soul Fighting Stage during the host's introduction.

"...The next one-on-one soul fighting match is between two great soul masters. They are the great soul master Wang Fang who possesses the beast spirit mad lion, and the war spirit master who possesses the weapon spirit sword martial spirit. Great Soul Master Sword Demon. Let us stay tuned and look forward to what kind of exciting soul fighting competition these two great Soul Masters can bring us. Now, please invite the entrance of the two great Soul Masters."

I saw a burly man with red hair walking towards the entrance of the Soul Fighting Platform opposite Chen Yuan. His hands were wearing steel-toothed gloves. Just as his name was known as the Martial Spirit Mad Lion, his whole person exuded a violent aura.

Watching Chen Yuan walk onto the Soul Fighting Stage, the crowd in the audience talked a lot about him because Chen Yuan was wearing a mask.

"Hey, is it because you are too ugly that you dare not show your true colors to others?"

"Haha."

. . . . . .

Perhaps it is because the Great Soul Fighting Arena has done a good job of security in the auditorium, so these ordinary spectators who have some opinions about soul masters are allowed to speak freely and say whatever they want, without any fear of being harassed on the Soul Fighting Arena. The soul master approached the audience.

The mouth is on other people and they don't care what they say. They just want to win the game and then leave.

Wang Fang also looked a little unhappy when he saw Chen Yuan wearing a mask, but he didn't say anything, just waiting for it to begin.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the host quickly said: "Then, the game begins!"

Upon hearing the cue to start the game, both sides summoned martial spirits immediately.

"Possessed by the martial spirit!" A shadow of a male lion appeared and then attached itself to Wang Fang.

Wang Fang rushed towards Chen Yuan with an indomitable momentum.When he got close, he put his fist at his waist and then quickly blasted towards Chen Yuan.

When the Zhuxian sword blade collided with the fists and teeth, Wang Fang was directly cut back by Chen Yuan.

Two yellow soul rings floated from Wang Fang's feet, and one of them burst into flames. Wang Fang's fists burst into flames, and he punched Chen Yuan, and orange-red fist flames burst out.

Chen Yuan wrapped the Zhu Xian Sword with his soul power, cut away the fist flame with one sword, and the high temperature of the remaining flames passed along the Zhu Xian Sword to Chen Yuan's hand.

"It's so hot. I didn't expect the temperature to be so high." Chen Yuan thought that the soul power could isolate the flame from direct contact with the Zhuxian Sword, but he didn't expect the temperature to be so high.

Soul masters who can reach the Silver Soul Fighting Level in the Great Soul Fighting Arena are generally not weak in strength.

The same two yellow soul rings emerged from Chen Yuan's feet, and the first soul ring shone brightly.

"The first soul skill, Whirling Wind Blade!"

With a large amount of soul power injected into it, a wind blade with a darker color than before was slashed out.

Wang Fang watched as the wind blade slashed in front of him at a very fast speed, and when he had just released his soul skill and was a little out of strength, it was too late to dodge at this moment.

I saw the light of another soul ring light up, and the shadow of a lion covered in flames appeared in front of Wang Fang, roaring to the sky, and pounced on the wind blade.

The wind blade passed directly through the lion and struck Wang Fang with residual power. The lion's shadow faded and shattered.

Wang Fang spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down half-kneeling to cover his chest. A trail of blood ran from his left chest to his right abdomen. Fortunately, the shadow of the male lion consumed the wind blade and soul power to protect him, otherwise the injury would have been more serious.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the second soul ring behind Chen Yuan bloomed with light.

"The second soul skill, Zongheng Wujian!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuan's figure had already arrived behind Wang Fang. The sword of the Zhuxian Sword was placed on Wang Fang's shoulder near his neck, and he said lightly: "You lose."

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