Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

Three weeks later, with the strong support of the Northland College, the help of the Great Soul Arena, and the charm of the glittering gold soul coins, four "ruby-level" soul king teams gathered at the Northland Great Soul Arena.

Two of them were temporarily put together by individual players who accepted the task, both of which were composed of two soul kings above the ruby ​​level and five soul lords.

One was a real team that came here because of its reputation. It was very strong, with three soul kings and four soul lords.

In terms of level alone, it was almost the same as the "golden generation" team of the Spirit Hall.

As for the information of the last team, the Soul Arena did not announce it to the public, leaving a suspense.

Alia and others had a hunch that the last unknown team might be their real rival.

The Northland Great Soul Arena did not immediately arrange a battle between the two sides. After all, such a level of group battle is rare. They put a lot of effort into this matter, and of course they had to take advantage of the opportunity to publicize it.

In view of the good relationship between the two sides, the Northland College did not urge them.

It was not until the fifth day that the invitation to the battle was sent to Amon.

"Tsk, this is our first group activity, I hope everyone can have fun." Amon stroked his monocle and said with a chuckle.

"Hehe, I'm a little impatient waiting, I hope they can give me some fun."

Yan Jin clenched his right fist and knocked it on the palm of his left hand, grinning with a slightly arrogant smile.

Romil picked his nose with his little finger, and then flicked the excavated snot in the direction of Franco, attracting the latter's angry glare.

He looked relaxed. Although the position of the fourth soul skill was reserved for "Martial Soul Condensation", resulting in the strength of his barrier not being as indestructible as before at the same level, it was still not something that could be easily broken.

Except for the three of them, the expressions of the rest of the team members were a little solemn, because they were only in their thirties, while the opponent was a soul master in his forties. The lack of a fourth soul ring had a great impact on combat effectiveness.

The next day, the Northland Soul Fighting Arena was packed with people, many of whom were wealthy businessmen or nobles who had come from other cities to watch.

Sun Boyuan looked at the bustling Soul Fighting Arena with a dull expression.

The cause of the incident was that he wanted the members of the Northland team to have a run-in training, but he didn't expect that the Soul Fighting Arena would turn it into a small event for soul masters.

Under the attention of the crowd, the members of the Northland team slowly walked onto the ring.

Unlike the standard ring prepared in the academy in imitation of the Soul Master Competition, the Soul Fighting Arena prepared the most central main arena for them this time.

The area is wider, allowing soul masters at the Soul King level to give full play to their abilities without appearing small.

The opponent is a team of two ruby-level Soul Kings and five sapphire-level Soul Masters.

One of the thin, hook-nosed soul kings laughed disdainfully:

"Oh, is that you? A bunch of brats... If we beat the seven of you, we can get the triple bonus promised by the Soul Fighting Arena?"

The Northland College sent Yan Jin, Romiel, Lei Yin, Vidal, Alia, Bing Lan and Brady.

Yan Jin looked at him with a look of disdain: "Just you? Not even a warm-up."

The battle began. Since the temporary team on the Soul Fighting Arena was also a temporary team composed of individual players, the coordination was almost non-existent. It was obviously a group battle, but it was turned into a single-player battle by both sides.

The hook-nosed soul king approached Yan Jin and said sinisterly: "Brat, this is the Great Soul Fighting Arena, not your school."

Facts have proved that Yan Jin is not a person who likes to brag. The hook-nosed soul king is a talkative person, and he was beaten down by her almost at the first encounter.

The Earth Dragon Golden Gourd gave Yan Jin the ultimate earth attribute. Although the temperature of her magma martial soul did not increase too much, the impact force of the simulated volcanic eruption reached an extremely terrifying level.

Even though the hook-nosed soul king used the fourth soul skill, he was knocked unconscious by the "big fire breath" formed by the combination of Yan Jin's first and second soul skills.

"Tsk, so weak." Yan Jin curled his lips and glanced at the battle of the other six people.

Romil relied on his high defense and used the barrier to form a tightly wrapped armor that covered his whole body. He held two barrier swords in his hands and dragged another soul king.

Except for his side, which was slightly declining, the others were still in a stalemate, and it was unclear whether they would win or lose.

The defeat of the hook-nosed soul king affected the mentality of their team members. In a panic, before Yan Jin made the next move, Vidal and Brady seized the opponent's flaws and knocked them to the ground.

The outcome was already clear, and the two who had freed their hands helped their teammates and defeated the rest of the opponents. In the end, the soul king who fought against Romil was unable to support himself and had to admit defeat.

The whole game process was smooth and the Northland College team won with a huge advantage.

However, the audience's enthusiasm remained unabated. The evenly matched battle was certainly exciting, but such a quick and neat decision, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, could also arouse their admiration for the winning team.

The next day, the Northland College replaced three people, replacing Vidal, Brady, and Alia with Gong Chengyun, Yang Feipeng, and Franco who were slightly weaker.

However, the battle still had no twists and turns. It can only be said that Yan Jin was too strong. He always defeated his opponent first with overwhelming power, thus laying the foundation for victory.

The reason why she did not get the diamond-level badge in the Great Fighting Soul Arena was not because of her lack of strength, but because there were not enough opponents to match her, which caused her to stay at the ruby ​​level.

Yan Jin's performance made Sun Boyuan feel complicated. He felt as if he had done something unnecessary.

Although it further proved the comprehensive strength of the Northland team, the running-in effect was almost non-existent.

There was no battle on the third day. After two days of rest, the third team and the Northland College officially started the battle.

Amon sat in the audience and looked at the ring below with interest. He smelled a familiar smell from the "Hunting Soul Team".

It was a similar smell to the triplet robbers and the villagers of the nameless village outside the Danghun Mountain.

Looking around, he saw a familiar figure.

Walter was wearing a red and black silk dress, like an ordinary rich old man, holding a teacup, sitting in the audience with a not-so-good angle, looking at the ring with a smile on his face.

"Aren't you going on stage yet? Today's opponent is not simple." Beside him, the head of the Wuhun Hall, Cardinal Vargas, asked with a little doubt.

He knew that this Soul Fighting Competition was mainly held for the Northland College team to run in the team, but they all had to run in the team, so what was the point of you, the captain, watching the show from the sidelines?

"It seems that you know a little about this 'Soul Hunting Team', but not enough about me... If you were in that team, maybe I would be interested in playing with it." Amon replied with a smile.

Vargas' pupils shrank, and then he showed an interested smile, "You mean, are you sure you can fight me?"

He knew that Amon had always been very low-key and almost never took the initiative to show anything, but he was quite surprised that he would show such a sharp edge at this moment.

He had already got what he wanted, and what was left was just a clone with a personality close to the original body. Amon no longer needed to hide too much, and he nodded slightly:

"Yes, but there is no need."