Douluo Super Villain

Lin Jie and his party left Shrek Academy and headed towards Soto City. On the way, Dai Mubai introduced everyone to the situation of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were stunned for a moment.

After all, they knew Dai Mubai's strength. Although there was still a big gap between him and Lin Jie, he was not much worse than Tang San.

But even so, his winning-loss ratio is only 50-50.

"The fighting spirit field is grouped according to rank, or in other words, according to the number of spirit rings. No matter what your specific spirit power level is, as long as the number of spirit rings is the same, it is possible to be matched together."

"At level 29, I won four games in a row, but after breaking through to level 30, I lost more than ten games in a row."

"It's also a third-level soul master. How can I, at level thirty-one, be the opponent of a high-level soul master at level thirty-eight or nine? So it's normal for me to lose."

After listening to Dai Mubai's words, Tang San and Xiao Wu suddenly realized.

Dai Mubai continued: "Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing, you are both newcomers to the Soul Master. Xiao Wu, your soul power level is not high, so you don't need to take the outcome too seriously."

"The main reason I brought you here is to gain practical experience."

"Dean Flender and Teacher Zhao are not here, but if I guess correctly, most of our courses in the next short period of time should be held in the spirit fighting arena, so I will take you to get used to it in advance."

"You just need to go all out to deal with every opponent."

Tang San nodded and said, "It's really good to have such a place where you can hone your practical experience, so let's go and experience it."

After a while, everyone arrived outside a magnificent building.

The Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena is an oval in shape, with a height of 120 meters. The interior is divided into a main spirit fighting arena and twenty-four sub-spirit fighting arenas.

It can accommodate 60,000 spectators at the same time.

Among them, there are more than a hundred VIP boxes and tens of thousands of general audience seats in various spirit fighting arenas.

When Lin Jie and his party walked into the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the first thing they saw was a huge stone tablet with densely carved names on it.

Dai Mubai told everyone that these names were all those who died in the soul fighting.

Arriving at the registration desk, Dai Mubai said: "There are three types of battles in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, namely one-on-one, two-on-two, and group battles."

"Group battles are based on the number of people negotiated by both parties. According to the rules of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, it is usually within seven to ten people."

Lin Jie said at this time: "You each sign up for a one-on-one competition, and then sign up for a team competition together. Two against two has no meaning."

In Lin Jie's opinion, two versus two is a waste of time and energy.

The main purpose of their coming here is to hone their personal practical experience and team fighting tacit understanding. The two-on-two experience is not of great significance.

After all, there are no formal two-on-two events on the mainland.

As for outside the competition, no one tells you the rules. Most of them are suppressed by strength or numbers.

It is almost difficult to encounter a battle with equal strength and equal number of people. Even if you encounter it by luck, there is still a big difference between competing and fighting.

"Aren't you going to participate?" Tang San looked at Lin Jie in surprise.

Lin Jie shook his head and said: "My soul ring configuration is too eye-catching and can easily cause unnecessary trouble, so I will just take a look."

Tang San nodded slightly, what Lin Jie said made sense.

Later, except for Ning Rongrong and Oscar, Tang San and others all signed up to participate in the one-on-one competition alone, and also signed up for the team competition together.

After registering, everyone came to the waiting area.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Wu's competition started first, and Tang San and Dai Mubai didn't wait too long and went to participate in the competition one after another.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar were not idle either and ran to watch the battle and cheer.

Lin Jie excused himself to go to the bathroom and left for a while, but what surprised him was that when he came back, Xiao Wu's battle was over.

And, judging from his expression, he must have lost.

How long had he been gone?

The total length of time should not exceed three minutes. Is Xiao Wu already like this now?

After Ning Rongrong's explanation, Lin Jie found out that Xiao Wu was unlucky and met a powerful soul master whose soul power level was six levels higher than hers.

In other words, Xiao Wu's opponent is a level 39 soul master.

However, Lin Jie was quite aware of Xiao Wu's strength. Even if he met a level 39 soul master, he shouldn't have been defeated so quickly.

Most likely, she brought it up on her own.

Lin Jie didn't say much about this. Their team wouldn't last long anyway, so Lin Jie didn't care about Xiao Wu's strength.

Tang San and Xiao Wu are indeed brothers and sisters in distress.

If Xiao Wu only lost the game because of his own fault, then Tang San was really unlucky.

Let alone the thirty-eighth level Tang San, he met a thirty-eighth level soul master. He was also a fire-type soul master, and he restrained Tang San to death.

If it weren't for the advantage of ghost shadows, we might have lost in the end.

Although he won in the end, it was not a pretty victory. It could even be said to be embarrassing. Several holes were burned in his clothes. Tang San was so angry that he almost beat the opponent to death.

Dai Mubai and the others went relatively smoothly, winning the game very easily.

Looking at the embarrassed and somewhat depressed Tang San and the other two, Dai Mubai smiled and comforted them: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers, so don't worry too much."

Even though they said this, the two of them still couldn't be happy.

After waiting for a while, the team competition began. This time there were no surprises. The Shrek team won the competition very easily.

After walking out of the spirit fighting arena, the shouts and shouts were still ringing in everyone's ears.

Others didn't feel much about today's spirit fight, but Tang San and Xiao Wu benefited a lot, especially Xiao Wu.

If it weren't for her temporary bullishness, even if she lost, she would never lose so quickly or so ugly. It was a deep realization of her mistake.

Tang San, on the other hand, realized the charm of Wuhun.

Each martial spirit has its own characteristics. Although he has a series of unique skills such as ghost shadows and shadows, he cannot underestimate the world's spirit masters because of this.

If he hadn't relied on ghosts to disappear today, he might have followed Xiao Wu's footsteps.

"You guys go back first, a friend of mine said he would treat me to dinner later." Ma Hongjun suddenly said, with a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

With that said, Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai again, "Boss Dai, do you want to come with us?"

Hearing the sound, Dai Mubai couldn't help but be startled, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing without any trace, and then pretended to be confused and said: "Who is the friend you are talking about?"

Now that he has decided to give up Zhu Zhuqing to Lin Jie, he will naturally not ruin his happy life because of this.

"Okay, pretend to be whatever you want, just go if you want to." Oscar rolled his eyes at the two of them angrily, with no intention of covering up for them.