Death of Douluo

Soto City is more lively at night than during the day. All the shops on both sides of the street are brightly lit. Some small vendors who only open their business at night have also found their most accustomed places to sell some snacks or small items.

Mo Fan was walking and suddenly stopped in front of a shop. He pointed at the products on the shop and said, "Buy one alone. It will be useful for a while."

The six people gathered their eyes and looked at the shop, which was filled with masks of various styles.

The six people did not ask why they wanted to buy it. Soon, the six of them selected the masks according to their own preferences. The masks of the six people were different, and the most eye-catching one was Ma Hongjun's bright red fire-colored mask.

Looking at the six people who had chosen their masks, Mo Fan continued to lead the six people towards their final destination.

Under the leadership of Mo Fan, everyone quickly arrived at a remote corner of the Soto Spirit Arena.

"Put on your masks, think of a code name for yourself, and then introduce each other." While Mo Fan asked everyone to put on their masks, he also put on a pure white strange mask. This mask completely covered Mo Fan's cheeks, eyes and mouth. No nose is even exposed.

Especially Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at Mo Fan's mask.

The first thought in their minds was how to act with such a mask.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun on the side were already used to it.

Gu Yue put on her mask and spoke first, "Yin Yue."

Evil Eyed White Tiger, Netherworld Civet, Evil Fire Phoenix, Charming Rabbit, Blue Silver.

Because it was just a random code name, Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't think much about it. Dai Mubai and the others used their own martial soul names, while Tang San and Xiao Wu randomly chose two characters after their martial souls.

"The introduction is over, put on the mask and go." Mo Fan's calm voice came out from under the mask.

Under the leadership of Mo Fan, the six people finally arrived at the main entrance of the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena.

Such a magnificent building already surprised Tang San and Xiao Wu.

What surprised them even more was that Mo Fan obviously had no vision after putting on the mask. However, along the way, Mo Fan seemed to be able to see through the mask and see everything outside. This special ability also allowed him to see everything outside. They felt that Mo Fan was even more unfathomable.

Along the way, the six of them also noticed Mo Fan's specialness. Mo Fan's calm figure was like the brightest star in the dark night, attracting everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

Among these many eyes were fanaticism, admiration, and madness.

"Lord Quincy, you are here. Director Ao is still on his way here. How about I take you to the lounge first?" Soon the service staff in the Soul Fighting Arena came up to him with smiles on their faces.

"They are with me." Mo Fan nodded and pointed at the six people behind him.

The service staff immediately understood, nodded and said: "Then please invite six adults to go together."

Under the leadership of the service staff, a group of seven people quickly arrived at a gorgeously decorated independent lounge, and then retreated outside the room without disturbing them.

Mo Fan casually sat on a sofa and began to say slowly: "Sit down and rest. According to the arrangement of the dean, your first class today is actual combat.

Different martial arts cultivation methods are different, so I won’t give you any more nonsense about these basic knowledge.Everyone except Gu Yue, you just need to remember that you all must participate in at least one soul fighting competition today.

I know some of you must have a lot of questions, what is this place?What is fighting spirit?etc.You can ask the person taking you these questions for a while, and he will answer all your doubts.

Here, you all have a new identity. You can only refer to each other by code names, and your true identities cannot be revealed.

Whether you have been here before or not, from today on, all of you have to start from scratch.understand! "

"I understand, I understand. I didn't expect that the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena would have such a rest room. I gained some insight today."

Compared to Tang San, who had a puzzled look on Xiao Wu's face, Ma Hongjun was much more relaxed and natural. He sat down on the soft sofa and looked at the various foods placed around him, already eager to try them.

"Mo... no, Quincy, can I eat these?" Ma Hongjun was quickly defeated by the temptation of delicious food.

"can."

"Then I'm welcome." Seeing Mo Fan nod, Ma Hongjun immediately lifted up half of his mask and started eating various delicacies on the table.

Tang San and Xiao Wu each took a piece and tasted it, while Dai Mubai sat farthest away from Mo Fan without saying a word. Zhu Zhuqing looked indifferent from the beginning to the end.

Gu Yue asked Mo Fan, "Why don't I fight?"

"Your strength is just a waste of time in actual combat, and your soul ring is special, so it's better not to expose it."

"I have solved the problem of soul rings." As he said that, three soul rings rose up from under Gu Yue's body, the colors of which were two yellow and one purple.

"So fast?" Mo Fan looked at Gu Yue in surprise.

You must know that in order to change the color of the soul ring, Mo Fan studied day and night for more than half a year before he finally figured it out.

However, when it came to Gu Yue, Mo Fan just mentioned to Gu Yue in the morning that at night, Gu Yue could change the color of the soul ring. It took less than a day. Compared with this, the gap was huge. It was reflected immediately.

"Quick? Isn't this very simple?" Gu Yue looked at Mo Fan in confusion.

Mo Fan was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the old Versailles.

At this moment, Mo Fan sensed a familiar breath coming from outside the door and reminded him, "Put on your mask, someone is coming."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun quickly stuffed the food into his mouth and pulled down his mask.Xiao Wu and Tang San were not so wild. After putting down their food, they quickly put on their masks.

In less than a few breaths, the door to the lounge was pushed open and a middle-aged man walked in, it was Director Ao.

As soon as he arrived, Manager Ao greeted Mo Fan with a smile on his face, "Quincy, there is no good opponent today. It seems that I won't be able to let you enjoy yourself."

"It's okay, this time it's not me fighting the spirit, but them. I may have to trouble you once, Director Ao."

"If there's any trouble with such a small matter, I'll take care of it. Do they have any requirements for their opponents?" Upon hearing this, Director Ao quickly patted his chest and assured.

"Director Ao and the others are all newcomers. They don't know everything about the Great Soul Fighting Arena. They may need your help to explain it to them later. As for the opponents, if possible, arrange a soul master below level 32 for them. The opponent is the best, and everyone else can be arranged according to their level."

The people Mo Fan mentioned were none other than Ma Hongjun, who was still swallowing the food in his mouth, and Tang San...