Infinite Synthesis: Invincible from Douluo

Chapter 7 Branded Firebird Martial Spirit
In the Great Soul Arena, area 10, Chen Fan looked at the two people competing in the arena, and was not very satisfied with their martial spirits.

One of these two spirits is Huoque, and the other is Stick. Both of them are great soul masters in their 20s, and they are about [-] years old.

"Although the Firefinch is weak, it can barely make do with it. After all, that thing can fly for a short time, and it won't fall into a pulp if it falls from a high altitude."

Chen Fan stroked his chin and began to arrange his synthesis path.

Although the Huo sparrow martial soul is rubbish, it will definitely be upgraded by one or more grades after being fused with other martial souls. After the Huo sparrow martial soul is upgraded and then stacked with nesting dolls, maybe one day a Suzaku will be synthesized.

Chen Fan is thinking about nesting dolls now, and he already has a plan in mind, which is to fuse birds and sea beasts. It is best if the sea beasts are whales or something. If it is not sure, he may even get a Kunpeng martial soul.

At that time, it will be very powerful, he can survive anywhere in the sky and the earth.

Watching the fierce fighting in the arena, Chen Fan thought that after the meeting, he would shake hands with that guy and get his brand.

Anyway, it's not just taking it away, it's just a branding, and it won't have much impact on that person.

There was constant shouting around, all kinds of people were shouting and cheering, and of course some people were belittling the influence.

Chen Fan did not participate and only hoped that this duel would end soon.

Time passed little by little.

On the ring, the guy with the Huoque Wuhun was obviously exhausted. He was beaten back and forth by the opponent's big stick Wuhun, his clothes were torn, and blood was still overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Second Soul Skill, Soaring Big Stick!"

Accompanied by the opponent's cry, the stick suddenly became bigger, and the man with Huoque Wuhun was thrown into the air, leaving the ring directly.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Chen Fan roughly deduced a position based on the route the man flew upside down.

He stood up abruptly, and ran towards a certain area of ​​the spirit arena.

"boom!"

A dull voice sounded, and Chen Fan finally came to a place two meters away from the man.

He stepped forward to check, and everyone around him looked at him with strange expressions, feeling that he was a little strange.

Some people who lost money ignored it, and the expressions on their faces were not very good-looking.

"Branding." Chen Fan muttered in his heart.

"The branding is successful, and fifty synthesis points will be deducted."

An electronic prompt sounded in Chen Fan's mind, which made Chen Fan stunned.

"This little elf is a miner in just a few minutes." He was speechless.

After studying the system for so many days, he knew that the system had an automatic hosting function, and Chen Xiongxiong said that he would go to sleep when it was not necessary.

After obtaining the brand mark, Chen Fan left the man directly, and waved for the staff of the Soul Arena to come over.

"Boy, you don't know him, why are you rushing here? To steal money?" A young man said in a seat two meters away from Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't bother him, and left without giving him any face at all.

Now he is still looking for the synthesis of Wuhun, but he has no spare time to argue with passers-by.

"Boy, what do you mean? Didn't you hear my Brother Lu talking to you?" A bald man next to the man scolded coldly.

Chen Fan still ignored it.

"Damn it, are all the kids nowadays so arrogant? Just like that member of the Shrek team, they are defiant!" The bald man clenched his fists and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by a woman beside him.

"Try not to make trouble in the spirit fighting arena. If you want to fight, go outside, or you two can make an appointment." The woman who stopped her shook her head and said.

"But I'm afraid this kid doesn't know that Li Feng is a member of the Tiger Head Gang. If he does this kind of looting, I guess he will disappear later." Brother Lu was not angry, but just watched Chen Fan go away. back view.

At this time, several men came to Li Feng's side.

The clothes on these people are similar to those on Li Feng, and it seems that these people are in the same group.

"Just a reminder to you, check Li Feng carefully for anything missing. You should have seen that person just now, maybe he is a person who specializes in robbery." The bald man saw the person coming, pouted his mouth, and sneered Say.

Several of Li Feng's accomplices did not speak, they just took away the unconscious Li Feng, but these people's gazes were staring at Chen Fan who kept walking in the venue from time to time.

"I'm afraid it's hard to find Wuhun now, and there are no signs of ending in the rings next door, so we can only imprint real things." Chen Fan went to the NO.11 ring next door and shook his head.

Turning his eyes around, Chen Fan saw a guy with a long knife on his back, but he stopped paying attention after just one glance.

"Forget it, it's faster to get close." Chen Fan thought, and came to a middle-aged man, "Dude, can I ask what your martial spirit is?"

As soon as the voice came out, the middle-aged man slapped him. If it wasn't for Chen Fan's speed, he might have been blown away by this slap.

"Ants, you don't deserve to know my martial spirit." The middle-aged man said domineeringly, his tone full of arrogance.

Chen Fan didn't continue to grab this person, and looked for a woman who seemed easy to get along with.

As soon as he stepped forward, before he could speak, he heard the woman say, "I won't give you the contact information, go away."

"Fuck..."

Chen Fan was speechless, and he didn't ask anything in the end.

But at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Chen Fan, please go to ring ten."

The voice repeated three times, and then it was the name of another person, who should be Chen Fan's opponent.

"Forget it, let's practice with the trident first."

Chen Fan shook his head, left the No. 13 ring, and returned to the No. [-] ring.

"Why is it this kid?" The bald man in Brother Lu's group said in surprise.

"But isn't this a coincidence? His opponent happens to be a member of the Tiger Head Gang."

"It may not be a coincidence." Brother Lu said calmly, looking at Chen Fan with sharp eyes.

Under the ring, many people were curious about Chen Fan.

Because they felt that Chen Fan's age was not too old, at most he was about eleven or twelve years old.

Because of the recent rise of the Shrek monsters, many people have observed these young people, and now they are naturally a little surprised to see Chen Fan.

Being able to enter the twentieth-level arena at such a young age is enough to show that he is a great soul master.

"Hu Dong, a level 27 great soul master. Martial spirit fighting tiger," the man opposite Chen Fan said.

This is a handsome man with a well-proportioned figure, dressed in white, with a calm demeanor and a faint smile on his face all the time.

Many people know Hu Dong. He is a genius in the Tiger Head Gang. He is already a great soul master at the age of seventeen.

Before Shrek appeared, Hu Dong was also known as a genius in low-level fighting spirits.

"Chen Fan, a twentieth-level great soul master, with a martial soul trident."

With a wave of Chen Fan's hand, he held a pitch-black trident in his hand.

This trident was one hundred and sixty-five centimeters long, and it was pitch black with several blue lines on it. The trident was white and sharp, shining with a cold light.

"A harpoon is a harpoon, and a f---ing trident. I laughed so hard." Under the stage, the bald man burst out laughing.

But around him, no one echoed his laughter. Instead, a few people outside the seat glanced at him with silly eyes.

"Oh, did I say something wrong?" The bald man was a little suspicious.

(End of this chapter)