From the power of space to the heavens 2

Chapter 42
Obtaining a silver badge is not an easy task, especially for Ning Rongrong, it is even more difficult.

Other team members can freely choose one-on-one soul fighting.
What should she do?
An auxiliary soul master, going to fight one-on-one, are you sure he's not going to be a punching bag?
"Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, why don't you take me with you?"

Ning Rongrong held Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's arms, shaking them coquettishly.

Ning Rongrong's small calculations were resounding, since he couldn't do it himself, he should find a good teammate.

She believed that no soul master would reject an auxiliary system soul master who possessed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower martial soul.

If so, then he must have never experienced the powerful amplification effect of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!

unfortunately
Ning Rongrong's clear eyes sized up a lazy guy, then silently retracted his gaze.

It is undoubtedly difficult for a great soul master and a soul sect to form a team to be the person in charge of Suotuo's big soul fighting field.

The first point is that it is not allowed in the rules.

Another point is: if cross-level team formation is really allowed, then such things as scoring points will emerge in endlessly!
The direct descendants of those powerful forces have too many golden soul coins in their hands to spend, so hiring a high-level soul master to guide them, and getting a gold badge is simply a piece of cake.

Alas, the gold badge under the broken rules is not worth anything.

Only the current gold badge produced within the scope of the rules can prove the true strength of the holder.

Therefore, in any big soul fighting arena, there are rigid standards for the requirements of the soul power levels of both players in a soul fighting.

The opponent of the great soul master is the great soul master, and the opponent of the soul master is the soul master.
Therefore, the opponent of Lu Yuan, the soul sect, can only be another soul sect.

"I just don't know if there are any Titled Douluo who come to fight for souls when they have nothing to do."

Lu Yuan smiled and shook his head, kicking this bold idea out of his mind.

Which of the strong men who can reach the Title Douluo lacks actual combat experience?
Since there is no lack of actual combat experience, there is no need for Title Douluo to come here.

Going to any big power, being a priest or an elder, isn't this a good choice?
Why bother to do it for a mere dozen or so gold soul coins.

"But I still have to do as the Romans do"

Close your palms together, then open them again.

In Lu Yuan's hand, there was a stack of gold soul coins lying on the sidelines and neatly arranged.

"Life and death."

"Soul Sect."

On the counter, ten gold soul coins were piled up into a cylinder.

It's no wonder that "soul masters" are recognized as semi-nobles on the mainland.

High consumption and high income.

The purchasing power of ten gold soul coins is enough for an ordinary family of three to reach a well-off level within one year.

But for most soul masters, it is just a simple registration fee in the big soul fighting arena.
Life and death?
This word attracted the attention of many soul masters.

In the soul fighting arena, it is actually very common to learn from each other, even gambling is not uncommon.

What is rare is life and death!
For "semi-noble" soul masters, the life-and-death struggle is undoubtedly very cruel.

Even if it's a gambling fight, you can admit defeat if you can't beat it.

At most, he would pay some price, but at least he could save his own life.

But there is no option to "admit defeat" in the life-and-death fight!
Either you die or I die.

Anyway, one of the two soul masters must die before the soul fight can be considered over.

As if she couldn't bear it, the beautiful female receptionist reminded her before writing.

"you sure?"

"determine."

Lu Yuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and he slid his fingers across the table lightly.

After a while, Lu Yuan returned to Xiao Wu's side and threw away the iron badge in his hand.

"Get it."

"Which field are you in?"

Xiao Wu hurriedly grabbed Lu Yuan and asked curiously.

Tang San also cast his curious eyes over.

Lu Yuan shrugged innocently.

"I don't know, wait for the notice."

Life and death fights are generally the finale.

What's more, it was a life-and-death struggle between two soul sects.

If you don't arrange a good venue, the person in charge of the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena will be out of his mind!

But the problem is that the "venue" is not something that can be arranged by the big soul fighting field. No matter how fast it is, it must be finished by the soul master who is currently fighting.

"Okay." Xiao Wu let go of Lu Yuan's sleeve resentfully, with an unhappy expression on her face.

Lu Yuan also saw Xiao Wu's cute little expression, rubbed Xiao Wu's little head dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "I didn't lie to you, I really don't know."

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Then shall I register first?"

"Row."

Watching Xiao Wu leave, Lu Yuan stretched out his arms and leaned against the railing, looking at Tang San with a half-smile.

"What? Want to talk to me?"

Flender directly left the formalities to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and then dragged Yu Xiaogang to the spectator stand without knowing it
Dai Mubai found an excuse and took Zhu Zhuqing to register; Ma Hongjun took Ning Rongrong to register; Xiao Wu was also dismissed by chance, and now, only Tang San and Lu Yuan are left here .

Therefore, Tang San didn't bother to continue to maintain that hypocritical smiling face; his face was gloomy, as if someone owed him much money.

"Leave from Xiao Wu's side."

Tang San straight to the point stated his request.

Seeing Tang San wishing to eat his expression, Lu Yuan smiled and nodded Tang San, and said:
"Your character is still so strong."

"looks like"

"It's still the last time I beat you up!"

Tang San clenched his fists, shouted in a low voice: "How dare you mention it again!"

Lu Yuan didn't answer Tang San's question, walked slowly to Tang San's body, and stretched out his hand.

Tang San was terrified, afraid that this lunatic would attack suddenly, Ghost Shadow Mi Zongbu subconsciously stepped out, wanting to retreat backward.

But very soon, Tang San was horrified to discover that
He was still standing there motionless!
The legs and feet were out of his body's control in an instant, no matter how his brain ordered, he couldn't give the slightest response.

He could only watch helplessly as Lu Yuan's big hand stretched out towards him, and then...
Patted himself on the shoulder?

A trance flashed in Tang San's eyes, and an unreal sense of illusion suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Facing the strong, we must learn to respect."

"What you taught me back then, why do you forget it now?"

There was some blame in his tone.

It seems to be reprimanding a disobedient child.

After patting three times lightly, Lu Yuan calmly walked past Tang San.

After a while, Tang San came back to his senses, patted his clothes in disgust, frowned and said to himself: "Is it an illusion?"

But after seeing Xiao Wu bouncing back, Tang San immediately forgot the strange feeling just now.

Tang San greeted him excitedly.

For the past half month, he didn't even have the chance to meet Xiao Wu alone, let alone get along alone.

During these half a month, Tang San also gradually confirmed what his feelings for Xiao Wu were.

He was going to find a suitable time and a suitable place to formally express his feelings to Xiao Wu.

Of course, this moment is certainly not the right opportunity.

Tang San knew.

What's more, he didn't plan to confess his love to Xiao Wu in the Great Soul Arena.

The small abacus in his heart was crackling, Tang San said excitedly:
"Xiao Wu, I think the speed of two people's progress must be faster than that of one person, or else"

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