Douluo: There is a troll here, I’m not kidding

Tiandu City, Tiandu Great Soul Fighting Arena.

“I never thought a place like this still existed.”

"Ah."

Ma Xiaotao looked at the huge oval building in front of her, saw Ding Man's puzzled expression, and explained: "This kind of spirit fighting arena is the earliest origin of spirit fighting. According to records, it was very prosperous ten thousand years ago and was once spread across the entire continent. Every major city.”

"However, as the royal families of the major empires discovered that the supporters behind it were complicated, and even involved princes, nobles, sects and families from many countries, the imperial power was threatened, and they had to forcibly close all the spirit fighting arenas."

"There are very few now, right? I never thought there would be one here." Situ Lingling was also a little surprised. He also knew about this big spirit fighting arena.

"I, I heard from people in the city that this spirit fighting arena is maintained by the city owner, and every year a strongest person is selected through spirit fighting. For the spirit masters in Tiandu City, that is The highest honor." Tian Ni also followed, explaining to a few people weakly.

"Oh?"

"This city lord is quite courageous. I didn't think so when I saw him before. However, it is rare to find a titled Douluo in a place like this."

Ma Xiaotao and the three of them have all met the city lord. Chu Liang went to see the city lord on the first day he came here. He wanted to buy the land of Xianyun Villa, as well as the maids and servants, so naturally it was easiest to do so from the city lord.

There was still slave trade in this era, but only the more prosperous main cities could buy better quality ones. Chu Liang was not interested in traveling to Mingdu to buy with Pingfanmeng.

I just randomly selected some women with acceptable qualifications.

The city lord is a Titled Douluo cultivator. He was a little arrogant when he saw a few people and even made no secret of his admiration for the girls. However, after being nearly beaten to death by a punch from Ding Man, he became completely honest and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

He didn't even dare to accept money from Chu Liang, he wanted to flatter him as much as he wanted.

However, as the city lord of a remote city, it is extremely rare to be able to practice to the level of a titled Douluo.

Generally speaking, only the sect masters of a few top sects or the royal family can reach the level of titled Douluo.

It's not that these people are the only ones with good talents, but people who can cultivate to the level of titled Douluo will basically not settle down in a place like this.

Not to mention founding a sect, a titled Douluo can become a member of the royal family, which will be of no harm to the family and power behind him. His descendants will also be better trained and have more resources.

The simplest example, if Jing Hongchen is not the master of Mingde Hall, but is An Yiyu, he is even a tenth-level soul master. What are the chances that Jing Hongchen can be promoted to a tenth-level soul master?

What about the next generation?

I am afraid that in the end, we will only be submerged in the torrent of the times. Only by binding the family to a stronger force can we ensure that the family continues longer. This is why powerful people at the Title Douluo level must also rely on the royal family. .

"Want to see it?"

"It's good to have a look at it. This big spirit fighting arena is rare nowadays."

Ma Xiaotao and others happily agreed, and then they walked into the Tiandu Great Soul Fighting Arena. A sharp-eyed service staff of the Soul Fighting Arena came up to them and said with a smile: "Are you here to participate in the spirit fighting?"

"No."

"Then are you the distinguished guests of the Soul Fighting Arena? I can lead the way for you."

"No, but I think there should be no difference."

Chu Liang casually took out a gold soul coin card and handed it to the other party. The purple card was inlaid with gems and gold lines, showing nobility. As a service staff of the fighting spirit field, he naturally recognized that it was at least 1000 million gold soul coins. Some purple gold cards.

A flash of panic flashed in his eyes. After hurriedly taking it with both hands, his posture became more respectful and said: "Distinguished guests, please go this way." There are many main revenue methods for this big spirit fighting arena, and the services are only incidental. , but even so, these people have been carefully cultivated.

Most of them are women with beautiful faces and good looks.

Wearing a slim-fitting professional black attire, she outlines a graceful figure. It is easy for people to have wild thoughts when walking in front.

He led a few people to a luxurious VIP room. On the luxurious seat was a complete piece of the skin of a thousand-year soul beast. The tables and chairs were all made of logs worth tens of thousands of gold. The crystals inlaid on the walls were It emits soft light, illuminating the entire room brighter and showing luxury.

In addition to a fruit plate, there is also a soul guide device on the table.

"Dear guest, this is your card. Our supervisor will be here shortly. Do you need any services? If not, I will leave. If you have any questions, you can use the soul guide over there to contact us."

"Go ahead and don't disturb us."

He glanced at Chu Liang meaningfully, glanced at the women behind him inadvertently, and said with a smile: "Yes, guest, please do it yourself. If you need to place a bet, you can also directly use the soul guide in the room. "

"Ah."

After the people left, Chu Liang closed the door. When he turned around, Situ Lingling had already sat down on the luxurious chair unceremoniously. She looked like a big horse with a golden sword, and said in wonder: "No wonder this kind of place is suppressed. This Who can withstand it? I guess as long as you waved, that person would just stay, right?"

Boom!
He tapped Situ Lingling's forehead and looked at him to indicate that Ding Man and a girl were there, asking her to calm down.

Now he really felt helpless about Situ Lingling's bad habits. He really didn't know what shocking words she would say next moment.

"It seems like a spirit fight has started, huh? Isn't that Long Ji?"

"Hey?"

Situ Lingling stood up and walked to the window sill of the VIP room. The integrated floor-to-ceiling window design provided the best viewing angle to overlook the entire battle in the spirit arena.

Moreover, this kind of glass is light-transmissive on one side. Chu Liang walked aside and saw Long Ji standing in the spirit fighting arena, holding a golden dragon gun. Her opponent was a soul master at the soul saint level.

The outcome of the battle seemed to have no suspense.

"Everyone in the audience! This spirit fight is the highly anticipated first spirit fight of the day for the Golden Dragon Girl. Her opponent is the powerful Soul Saint who is also a Diamond Fighter Spirit, the Diamond Mammoth Martial Spirit, Hu Yangang!"

The host held the microphone, with a pair of wings constantly flapping behind him. His petite and cute appearance was like an elf, flying in the air of the spirit fighting arena. He introduced the rules and said in a sweet voice: "For the sake of fairness, this spirit fighting will limit the golden dragon. A woman’s soul power, so without further ado, now…the soul fighting begins!”

boom!
As she finished speaking, she quickly disappeared from the spot, and the entire spirit fighting arena was enveloped by a terrifying force field the next moment.

"Huh!? What, what is this!?" Huyangang himself is a strong man of nearly [-] meters. His whole body is not muscle, but the shape of a mountain of meat.

But it's not pure fat, but a feeling full of explosive and terrifying power. The thick fat is supported by muscles, and the whole person is like a living war weapon.

You can imagine what it would be like for a monster that weighed at least [-] kilograms and was as powerful as a soul beast to run rampant on the battlefield.

But at this moment, even if the martial spirit has been released, it is yellow, purple, black and black!

As a seventh-ringed soul saint, even his breathing was suppressed by the golden light force field that filled the air. Hu Yangang felt like he was about to suffocate, so he didn't care too much and directly used the strongest martial soul avatar!

Roar!
Boom!
The moment a behemoth appeared and stepped on the spirit fighting field, the earth trembled!

Dozens of spirit masters stood at the edge of the spirit fighting arena in prepared formation, their faces already covered with cold sweat. Fighting spirits of this level were rare in large spirit fighting arenas, and there were only one or two at most in a year. (End of chapter)