People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 67
To put it bluntly, the fighting spirit field is an arena, a place for fighting.

Participants can get rich rewards by challenging others, and spectators can bet.

In addition, the fighting spirit field is also divided into levels, from bottom to top, it is divided into iron fighting spirit, copper fighting spirit, silver fighting spirit, gold fighting spirit, purple gold fighting spirit, sapphire fighting spirit, ruby ​​fighting spirit, and diamond fighting spirit.

There are eight ranks in total.

When the number of games won by a player reaches a certain standard, they can be promoted to the next tier. The higher the tier, the more benefits they will enjoy.

"Have you finished reading it? Tell me if you don't understand something, and I will explain it to you in detail."

Sister Xiao crossed her fingers, held her snow-white chin, and looked at Chen Xichuan with a smile on her face.

"I want to ask, do you sell soul bones in your soul fighting field?"

Chen Xichuan had no doubts about the agreement, but he was more curious about the benefits of the Soul Arena.

"Of course there is, but the purchase conditions are very strict. First, you need to reach the ruby ​​fighting spirit rank, and second, you need to pay a certain amount of gold soul coins."

Sister Xiao gave a reply and added: "This is not something you need to consider at the moment. After all, there are only a handful of people in the whole continent who have Ruby Soul Fighting ranks, and there are only seven in total."

Zijin Fighting Soul is a watershed, those who can reach the upper three ranks are all well-known powerhouses in the mainland, dominating one side.

Like Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, these three are Zijin fighting spirits, and they are the youngest Zijin fighting spirits in the world.

Chen Xichuan clicked his tongue, this was even more difficult than playing in the LOL rankings in his previous life.

"Winning a soul fighting game can increase points. For example, from an iron fighting spirit to a bronze fighting spirit, three points are needed, that is, winning three games, and points will be deducted if you lose."

Sister Xiao spoke clearly: "For a rookie like you, the initial rank is Iron Fighting Soul. If you lose two games in a row, you will be exempted from being a contestant in the Soul Fighting Field, and you will never be able to enter again. Fighting spirit game."

Chen Xichuan understood it, and decisively picked up a pen to sign his name on the agreement, saying: "Arrange the competition for me as soon as possible, I have more time today."

"no problem."

Sister Xiao put away the agreement, then took out a watch from another drawer, looked at it for a while and said: "You ask the person who brought you here just now to take you to the junior spirit fighting field, where a match is about to end, You'll be in the next round."

So fast?
That feeling is good.

Surprised, Chen Xichuan went out without saying a word, found the man in black, and rushed to the destination without stopping.

The elementary-level soul fighting arena is the place where players from iron fighting spirits to silver fighting spirits compete. The buildings and facilities here are a bit old, but the atmosphere is no worse than that of the middle-level fighting spirits. The whole venue is very lively.

The audience sat on the stone steps, yelling at the top of their lungs, their faces turning red.

"You just sit here, and the host will call your name when you play. Don't run around. If you don't finish the game for 5 minutes, it will be regarded as a waiver."

Before leaving, the man in black warned seriously that the negative impact of running away would be great. Not only would he be cast aside by the audience, but he would also reduce his own reputation, and would not be able to enjoy some treatment in the spirit arena.

"Don't worry, I won't run, remember to watch my game later, brother will show you a hand."

Chen Xichuan patted his chest and winked at the man in black.

The man in black sneered and said nothing, the Iron Fighting Soul match has a fart to watch, see if the chickens can't peck each other?

He went straight away and went back to check the ticket.

Chen Xichuan sat on the highest floor of the auditorium, bought some snacks and drinks from a vendor, and sat in a corner to watch the game by himself.

There is one thing to say, the competitions in the elementary spirit fighting arena are really not very exciting, and there is not much to watch.

But it's normal to think about it carefully, you get what you pay for, and the tickets to watch the games here are the cheapest.

After a while, the match ended with the cheers of the audience. Chen Xichuan got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and was eager to try.

It's time for him to act.

"Next, let's applaud and invite the contestants of the next round to come on stage."

The host didn't ink, and called out the contestant's name.

Chen Xichuan walked through the aisle and came to the martial arts arena in the center of the arena. His opponent was a naked-chested strong man with several hideous scars on his body.

Both of them are iron fighting spirits, but the strong man has already won two matches, and if he wins another one, he can be promoted to copper fighting spirit.

Standing at the other end of the arena, the strong man saw that his opponent was a brat, and said sarcastically, "Young man, did you come to the wrong place? This is not playing tricks."

He clenched his huge fist, and said coldly: "See this fist as big as a sandbag? If I punch you, you will be killed by me. Hurry up and surrender, and get out of here, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood."

Chen Xichuan: "????"

This man's brain is probably seriously ill.

He chuckled and said, "If you can't fight, you have to call first. Is it useful to talk so much rubbish? It's a mule or a horse. Pull it out for a walk."

The strong man's soul power is the same as his, they are all soul masters of level 37. When beating a person of this level, he is not talking big, he can completely let the opponent have both hands.

He can kill Hun Zun and Hun Zong randomly!

"Stinky boy, don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, I will have your good fruit to eat later."

The strong man's face was covered with frost, and his fists wrapped in white cloth clenched together, staring at Chen Xichuan like a wolf.

Chen Xichuan turned a blind eye and thought to himself: "I'll give you a second later, I won't leave you a chance."

"The game is about to start, players please get ready."

The host stood on a suspended machine above the competition stage, and enthusiastically said: "Three, two, one, the competition begins!"

After the voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene was like a bomb being ignited, and it instantly ignited.

"Come on, come on, Wang Dahammer, I put fifty copper soul coins on you, you must not lose!"

"Fuck that brat to death, don't show mercy, and get rid of him with one move."

"Who is that kid? He looks weak, but don't be beaten to death by Wang Dahammer."

"Whoever he is, Wang Dahammer will definitely win anyway. I bet him a silver soul coin, and if he wins, I will earn a fortune."

Chen Xichuan listened to the voices around him, feeling bitter in his heart, how much do you look down on me?

"Boy, accept the move!"

At this moment, Wang Dahammer rushed over, as if a ferocious beast had come out of the cage, his fists glowing, unstoppable.

"Pick up your sister."

Chen Xichuan was speechless, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was, and he came to the strong man in an instant, his strike was faster than a bullet, and he raised his leg and kicked the strong man's chin.

The strong man didn't even have time to scream, he was thrown into the air, fell heavily to the ground, motionless, and lost his fighting power.

All this happened too quickly, the expressions on the faces of the audience froze, the cheers gradually died down, and there was a dead silence.

The man in black hid in the dark and saw this scene, dumbfounded.

Is this an instant kill?

(End of this chapter)