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Chapter 15 Quote from a Friend
Hu Liena's cherry lips parted slightly, and she looked at the scene before her in disbelief.

How is this going?

Why Yan suddenly interrupted his attack, forcibly retracted his martial spirit, knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands together and raised them above his head, and then caught the sword that fell slowly.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, and Hu Liena's CPU is almost burning and smoking!

However, this was not the end. The moment Yan knelt down to receive the sword, the young man sitting opposite him struck out with a palm, knocking Yan out of the window.

Hu Liena froze for a moment, got up and went downstairs, ready to go outside the restaurant to find Yan and ask what was going on.

And when she passed by the front desk of the restaurant, the boss put the golden soul coin that Hu Liena threw back into Hu Liena's hand.

"I..."

She was speechless for a while and her cheeks were slightly red.

Shame!
The two of them watched Hu Liena go out, and there was a faint voice outside the window: "Don't be embarrassed here, I have something to go to see the teacher..."

"I didn't... just now I made a mistake, I... do it again, it will definitely not be like this..."

Yan's stubborn appearance provoked the two to laugh out loud, Xiao Yan waved his hand at the waiter and shouted: "Check out."

The waiter trotted over and said respectfully: "You two, Ms. Hu Liena has already settled the bill for you, and she ordered me to tell you that this meal is an apology for hastily disturbing the meal."

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously either, and immediately said: "Well then, if you see her again, say that we forgive her companion's behavior."

"Okay, thank you two for not fighting in the shop." The waiter bowed again.

"God...spirit masters fight, mortals suffer, there is no need to be so grateful." Yan Fan sighed, got up and left.

The heavy rain caused by a certain woman's anger has stopped, but the road is still a little wet, the sun breaks through the dark clouds, and the wet street looks like a broken mirror, scattering the sunlight all at once.

"Where are we going next?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Of course I'm going to find Tang San," Yan Juan said as a matter of course, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of some bad idea, "The current him should still be fighting the soul match in Soto City. How about going to compete and surprise him?"

contest?

Xiao Yan did some calculations in his heart, and then said: "First, I remember... you need to fill in the martial arts information for the competition, we don't have martial arts. Second, not only do we not know the whereabouts of his father, but only Flender It's not like we can fight Zhao Wuji. I'm only a 2-star fighter..."

Yan Wang took out Yan Mo Dao and shook it: "I have a friend named Dongfang Yao. He once said a word that can solve your problem."

"What?" Xiao Yan asked in surprise.

Yan Wan saw Xiao Yan's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "He said, 'Look at the sword ↑ Look at the sword ↓ Look at the sword ↑'"

Xiao Yan leaned back tactically, looked at the Yan Mo Dao in Yan Fan's hand, thought about the scene in his mind for a while, and then he was happy.

"Your passive is really... powerful!" He gave a thumbs up and said with sincere emotion.

This kind of super hard control skill that ignores the difference in cultivation base and ignores distance within a certain range, as long as there is a companion by his side, he is simply a god among gods.

"Let's go. As for the matter of Wuhun, just pretend it's time, if you can't pretend it's fine."

"Eh? Yan Wang, have you ever played singles tennis?"

"I haven't played it before, why... oh~ I understand what you mean..."

Two days later, Soto City.

The Arena of Souls is a place similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

Stands, spectators, and fighting.

The huge profits attracted the attention of all parties, and eventually it gradually developed into a huge industry, under the banner of openness, discussion, exchange, and fame.

In fact, whether it's the spectators on stage or the players off stage, they all come for money.

Registration for the Soul Fighting Competition in Soto City is very simple. You only need to fill out a form including name, age, place of birth, and martial spirit to receive an initial iron fighting spirit badge.

Yan Wang took the form and wrote without thinking.

Name: Li Feiyu
Age: 18
Birthplace: Holy Soul Village

Martial Soul: Yan Mo Dao
After three times, five and two divisions, he was done filling it out. He looked towards Xiao Yan's form, and laughed out loud as soon as he saw it clearly.

Name: Rock Owl

Age: 16
Birthplace: Holy Soul Village

Martial Soul: Qinglian Earth Heart Fire
"What are you laughing at? Let me see yours." Xiao Yan snatched Yan Juan's form, and when he saw that Yan Juan's birthplace was Shenghun Village, he immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"Our brothers have a tacit understanding..."

After handing in the form, the staff looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and said, "Two people, a total registration fee of [-] gold coins."

Xiao Yan took out twenty gold coins and handed them over. The staff member took them and weighed them with his hands before putting them in the cabinet and stamping the form.

"Extend your hand to test your soul power."

Xiao Yan and Yan Fan looked at each other, took out a token, and said in a low voice: "Brother, we were actually sent by the Wuhun Palace to carry out a secret mission. This is our token, you should know it."

When the staff heard the word Wuhundian, they straightened their backs almost immediately, and carefully glanced at the token.

After a while, he nodded and asked Xiao Yan to take the token back.

Xiao Yan took out another ten gold coins and stuffed them into the staff's hands and said, "Do you know the combination of three and five?"

The staff put the golden soul coins into their pockets calmly, nodded and said: "Naturally, this is a very strong combination in our Soul Arena recently."

"Very good." Xiao Yan nodded, "Next, one thing, ten gold coins, no problem."

The staff member trembled, lowered his voice, and said excitedly: "Absolutely no problem! Sir, what do you want me to do?"

Yan Wang stretched out a finger and said, Xiao Yan took out ten gold coins.

"First, give us a copy of the three-five combination."

"Second, fill up our soul power level to a level similar to that of the three-five combination."

"Third, arrange the next soul fighting match of the three-five combination to be a match with us."

"understand?"

The staff nodded again and again, pocketing thirty gold coins: "Please wait a moment, my lords."

It didn't take long for the staff to hand several pieces of paper and two iron badges to the two people.

"My lords, this is your soul fighting badge. The martial souls are all at level [-]. There will be a soul fighting in the three or five combination tomorrow, you two can prepare for it."

Immediately afterwards, he took out a few more pieces of paper and handed them over: "This is the information of the three-five combinations. Their martial arts, soul power levels, usual playing methods, winning rates, etc. are all recorded."

"Very good." Yan Wang nodded, lowered his body, and said in a cold voice: "You should understand what the Hall of Spirits represents, I believe you, you won't do such a stupid thing as eating two ends."

"Promise not!"

(End of this chapter)