Global Awakening: Beginning with Awakening the Void Fear

Chapter 76 Liu Biao's Progress

August 12 afternoon.

"Master Si, do you think that's Liu Biao?" A man with mischievous eyebrows watched Liu Biao go out from their community, and asked Siming who was on the side.

Siming looked at Liu Biao jealously, "Yes, he is Liu Biao."

After a few days, they had never seen Ning Sanque go out, even when they tried to make a phone call, they were cut off directly, so they wanted to use Liu Biao to lure Ning Sanque over.

The middle-aged man with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes walked up to Liu Biao, "Little brother, look at you so strong, Master of the Spirit?"

Liu Biao glanced at him vigilantly, ignored him and turned around to leave.

The middle-aged man hurried forward to stop Liu Biao, glanced around, and then took out a small gavel from his pocket, "Brother, what do you think of my gavel? This is my family heirloom, I heard It was used by Bodhidharma to knock wooden fish."

Liu Biao's eyes drifted to the gavel unconsciously. This gavel was very similar to the gong in his soul, and it seemed that it was tailor-made for him.

However, he didn't believe a word of the middle-aged man's words. Damo would hit a wooden fish with something like a gong or drumstick?
How the hell think Liu Biao is stupid.

"Who are you? Just tell me your purpose." Liu Biao stopped and said in a cold tone.

The middle-aged people didn't expect that Liu Biao would not play according to the routine. Their plan was to use this gong that was very suitable for Liu Biao as an introduction to deceive Liu Biao first.

Originally, he wanted to find Ning Sanque directly, but after Ning Sanque returned home, he stayed behind closed doors, and only Liu Biao would go out from time to time.

Moreover, it was Siming's idea to attract Liu Biao first, no matter how much Jiang Yuezhong looked down on Siming, he couldn't be provoked by a small scalper in the Soul Arena, a middle-aged man, so he naturally obeyed Siming's words.

The middle-aged man smiled dryly. "Brother, what did you say? I want you to do me a favor. I will give you this gavel."

Liu Biao smiled, "Tell me, who sent you here, and what is the purpose, why don't you go to the military headquarters?"

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, his eyes glanced at the place where Siming was hiding from time to time, and he was speechless.

At this time, Siming came out from a corner, "Liu Biao, you only rely on your body to beat me. If you have unlimited abilities, you can use your soul skills to compare? I lost everything before, and you If you lose, quit Mengyu's team!"

Liu Biao became interested. He also took the Sky Soul Fruit before, and his soul power has reached level 7, and Hu Yueluo has also awakened an innate soul skill again. He is confident that he will not be worse than Siming!

"Write it off? Then the matter between my brother and those two young men is also written off?"

"Yes, as long as you can beat me!"

There was a sneer on Liu Biao's face, "How can you represent your two?"

"can!"

Liu Biao still left with Siming, his character was a little conservative, he didn't want Ning Sanque to provoke these powerful children again, and since the matter started because of him, it would naturally end with him!

Follow Siming all the way, turn left and right, and come to an alley, there seems to be only one family in the alley, Siming pushes open the door. "please!"

There is heaven and earth inside, which opened Liu Biao's eyes. The inside is like a nightclub, with a high degree of concealment. Although the outside looks ugly, the inside is extremely luxurious.

"This is the Soul Arena, don't worry, Chang'an allows the Spirit Master to use soul skills in the Soul Arena!" Siming explained.

The two came to a hall all the way, and in the middle of the hall was a ring that was a hundred meters long.The surrounding stands were already buzzing with people, and countless wealthy businessmen in luxury clothes were sitting on them.

A woman with a graceful figure and a cool dress came to Liu Biao, "Sir, I will be on stage in 10 minutes, please sign an agreement with me, and then you need to change your clothes!"

Liu Biao has been full of confidence in himself since he broke through. He has fully awakened the innate soul skills of the junior imperial masters. He is confident that even Ning Sanque may not be able to defeat him easily, so he calmly followed the woman to the backstage.

Looking at the agreement, Liu Biao frowned. Soul skills can be used, but weapons and armor cannot be used. Only when one party admits defeat will the game be considered over, otherwise the other party will not admit defeat, and only death will be considered a victory!

Out of confidence in his own strength, he still signed his name.

After changing his clothes, Liu Biao sat aside, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Sir, it's time, it's your turn!" the woman whispered in Liu Biao's ear.

Liu Biao frowned and glanced at the woman. Although he likes beautiful women, this woman is most likely from Siming's side. He just wants to win and have nothing to do with Siming. "Speak later, stay away from me!"

The woman froze for a moment, and Liu Biao's figure had already stepped onto the ring.

Liu Biao looked at Siming, who was [-] meters away from him, without saying anything, and directly summoned Hu Yuegong's phantom.

Seeing that Liu Biao was about to make a move, Siming held back the clamor that came out of his mouth. Behind him slowly emerged a strange existence in a cloak. Inside the cloak seemed to be a standing jackal. This was his soul—the cursed priest!

The spectators in the stands were very excited when they saw that the two summoned the spirits directly without any extra words, and even stood on the seats and kept shouting loudly.

The pursuit of the soul by the rich in this society is pathological. They control huge wealth, but man is a kind of creature with aspirations. No matter how huge his money empire is, the pursuit of the innate soul will always exist.

When they gradually find that this kind of power cannot be controlled, they will pervertly pursue people who can display this kind of power—the imperial master. This is also the reason why Soul Arena can survive in every city. There is never a shortage of merchants who pay for the Healer's competition.

Liu Biao sipped softly, "Hu Yuegong—shock!"

This is his third innate soul skill, called Zhen, which is essentially a kind of sonic resonance!
The phantom of the soul behind Siming let out a low growl, and several halos emerged from Siming's body, flying towards Liu Biao at an extremely fast speed!

Weaken! !
The phantom of Hu Yuegong in front of Liu Biao dimmed a bit.

Immediately afterwards, Siming was a shard of ice, bombarding the phantom of Hu Yuegong in front of Liu Biao!

Liu Biao's body trembled, and the third soul skill shock was activated instantly, and a powerful sound wave seemed to come from the void.

Duang! ! !

Siming's figure flew upside down, and that terrifying sound wave spread throughout the arena. The special air shield around the arena suddenly rose, but it didn't reach the stands.

Siming fell to the ground and passed out, which naturally counted as a failure.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Biao only used one soul skill, while Siming had already used his full strength. He only awakened one innate soul skill, which was the weakening technique, and two soul beast soul skills, one ice-cold skill. Fragments, Moonlight.

Liu Biao glanced at Siming calmly, and he was not surprised at all by the result of the battle.

Maybe Ning Sanque was right, he was naturally suitable for fighting, not healing.

The people in the stands were shouting, because they didn't see the exciting game, that is, the phantoms of souls were summoned on both sides, and then Siming threw out two soul skills, the defensive cover rose, and Siming lost .

In their opinion, this is not exciting enough!
(End of this chapter)