Chapter 103 The Enemy's Road Is Narrow!

At this time, Flender looked at the sky outside, "It's almost time, let's go first, and I'll tell you the rest of the situation when we arrive at the scene."

Flender settled the tea money, and the group of six walked out of the tea shop. Go to the Soto Arena.

When they got closer, they realized that the shock brought by the Great Soul Arena was even more surprising. When Xiao Jue and Xiao Wu first came to Soto City, they had never been to this location in Soto City. So it was not found. There is such a magnificent building in this city.

The Soto Great Soul Arena is oval in shape as a whole, with a height of 120 meters. It can accommodate 60,000 spectators at the same time. Including one hundred VIP boxes. This is not only a place for spirit masters to discuss and communicate, but also a place for various forces to show their strengths.

"It's so tall!" Xiao Wu sighed.

Xiao Wu had always lived in the Great Star Dou Forest, and had never seen anything in the world since she was a child, even if Tang San and Xiao Jue were like this, their hearts were filled with shock.

While walking towards Soto's Soul Arena, Flender briefly told Xiao Jue and the others about the rest of the Soul Arena.

Here, fighting spirits are divided into three categories. One is gaming, which is to learn from each other, and it is forbidden to kill with ruthless hands. The other is a life-and-death struggle to resolve irreconcilable disputes. The last one is to gamble. The Grand Dou Soul Field is the referee, and both sides of the game will send the same number of soul masters to compete, and the final winner will get everything in the bet. Gambling is first and foremost a life-and-death struggle. Many nobles and clans often use this method when they have huge conflicts with each other.

Generally speaking, they were only Shrek's students, so Flender would only let them participate in games, and it was impossible for them to participate in gambling and life-and-death battles.

There are also three forms of competition, one-on-one, two-on-two and group battles. Among them, the number of people on both sides of the group battle is negotiated and stipulated. According to the rules of the Great Soul Arena, it is generally within the limit of seven to ten people.

Walking into the Great Soul Arena, the first thing that catches your eye is a huge stone tablet with densely engraved names. Flender told Xiao Jue and the others that these names were all dead in the soul battle.

"Are these people who died in the soul battle arena?" Ning Rongrong asked.

Dai Mubai turned his head and said, "That's right, so don't take it as simple as that. If you're not careful, you'll be injured. There are also some players who participated in the game and were accidentally injured and died!"

After hearing Dai Mubai's words, everyone was a little shocked.

Everyone came to the registration office. It is very simple to register for the fighting spirit here. You only need to fill in a form including name, age, birthplace, and martial arts, and you can receive the initial iron fighting spirit badge. Of course, registration requires everyone. Pay ten gold coins as a registration fee.

At the same time, a spirit power test similar to the Spirit Hall was also conducted to determine their respective levels. Dai Mubai told everyone that every time he came to participate in the Soul Battle, he had to take a Soul Power test first to determine his opponents.

When Xiao Jue went to hand in the spirit power test report, he was suddenly stopped by the staff.

"and many more."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Jue asked.

The staff member said with a surprised expression: "Little brother, are you sure your soul power is not faked?"

"You guys tested it with the self-help soul power tester, you can go and see for yourself!" Xiao Jue pointed to the tester next to him.

"This is impossible! You test again!" the staff demanded.

I saw Xiao Jue put his hand on the tester, and the tester suddenly emitted a violent light. The report next to it was printed out again, and it said Xiao Jue, twelve years old, soul king!

"This"

"This is impossible!"

"Twelve-year-old Soul King."

The testers were stunned, Xiao Jue waved his hand in front of them: "Well, I still have to sign up!"

"Okay!" The staff responded.

Although the previous little guys were enough to surprise the staff, the most common thing for them to work here is genius, and how many geniuses have not fallen on the battlefield.

It was a genius like Xiao Jue, they had never seen it before, so they were so shocked.

After registering, it was time to sort out the souls. Flender took them to the gaming-type souls area. After giving Dai Mubai a few simple instructions, he went straight to the souls arena.

The soul masters who participated in the soul battle were arranged to rest in a spacious room, waiting to play.

In the rest area, the arrival of Xiao Jue and the others immediately attracted the attention of other spirit masters. After all, they were too young. However, although these spirit masters showed their surprised expressions, no one came to make fun of them. Everyone was meditating, trying their best to keep themselves in the best state, waiting for the upcoming soul battle.

At this time, a man with a broken arm and a group of younger brothers were standing on the top floor watching the fighting spirit.

His heart was full of resentment, and his broken arm was bandaged. He was the tyrant who had broken his arm before Xiao Jue.

He hates Xiao Jue, he didn't expect Xiao Jue to be so cruel and ruthless, if he were to meet him in the Soul Arena, he would definitely let Xiao Jue die without a place to be buried. Although he didn't have the strength, others did.

Although this Soul Arena is run by the Empire, the person in charge here is their royal family, and they have also trained many dead soldiers here to serve them.

Perhaps on the surface, the Soul Arena seems fair, but in fact, they have been operating in the dark, because there will be gambling souls, and gambling souls is the best way to make profits.

Therefore, in order to be able to control the direction of the gambling souls, they have trained a lot of soul masters and dead men. All the participants are determined by them, so they can completely decide the outcome of this game.

At this time, he suddenly found several people walking into the room.

And two of those children are very familiar to him, one is the little girl he molested today, and the other is the person who abolished his arm today.

At this time, the anger in his eyes burned again, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" one of the men asked.

"Give me the information on those people!" Wang Ba said lightly.

"Yes!" The subordinate immediately went to check the information, because Xiao Jue and the others just signed up, so the information was easily retrieved.

But when he got it back, he was surprised.

The others were fine, but the moment he saw Xiao Jue, he was deeply shocked.

Xiao Jue, Soul King!

These two words were like heavy pressure pressing on him.

"Soul King? What about Soul King? I'm going to let them die here today!" Wang Ba's eyes showed a look that was close to madness.

"Arrange for me to choose the most elite dead soldiers to fight with them. I want them all to die!" Wang Ba said coldly.

"But they are all gaming wars?" said the subordinate.

Wang Ba's face was extremely gloomy, "Isn't there a manslaughter in the game war? You don't need me to teach you how to do it! Don't let me say it again, my request is to let all of them - die!"