Princess Yaoyao of Douluo is a Group Pet

at the same time.

Shui Bing'er and his party finally reached the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, and Shen Yu naturally followed closely behind.

This is a tall building complex.

From a gloomy point of view, one can only see that the building complex in front of you is nearly [-] meters high, huge and extraordinary.

Under the shining of the sun, it reflects extremely gorgeous light, although it is not dazzling, it is quite eye-catching.

"Is this the Great Spirit Arena?"

Shen Yu looked at the tall scene in front of him, murmured in his mouth, and then secretly said: I haven't seen you for more than a month, and I don't know how Zhu Zhuqing is now.

But thinking of going to the Soul Arena to hone his combat experience, the situation should be better than he imagined.

Walking into the Great Soul Arena, Shui Bing'er seemed to know which arena Zhu Zhuqing was competing in, and led the Tianshui girl group to the seventh Soul Arena.

And Shen Yu also discovered a strange point, a large number of people also flocked to the seventh soul fighting arena, if not for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, they might not be able to squeeze in at this time.

Just when Shen Yu was looking for Zhu Zhuqing's figure.

A loud voice that was loud enough to resound through the entire Soul Arena rang in Shen Yu's ears:

"Next, we will have the third match of our seventh one-on-one match in the Soul Fighting Field. The two players who will appear on the field are the control-type Battle Soul Venerable, Ghost Face, who has won three matches in a row and has the weapon Wuhun Ghost Vine."

"And the other one is an agility-type battle soul master with the beast spirit Nether Civet, a genius girl codenamed Nether Civet."

"Whether it is our ghost-faced player who won four consecutive victories, or our talented girl who broke the record of thirty-three losses? Let us wait and see!"

"Next, the two contestants, please get ready."

"..." Gloomy.

Chapter 130 The Familiar Empty Inspiration

Shen Yu, who was about to find Zhu Zhuqing's location, froze after hearing the host's words.

What did he just hear?

Martial soul ghost civet?

Subconsciously, Shen Yu set her sights on the masked girl on the stage. Well, even with a mask on, this girl still has an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away. It is really possible that this girl is Zhu Zhuqing.

But thirty-three battles and thirty-three losses, this record must be achieved by Zhu Zhuqing, who is full of ambition?

impossible?

How could Zhu Zhuqing, who had a persistent desire to become stronger, tolerate his good score of thirty-three losses?

Although it was his first time to come to the Soul Arena, he still knew a thing or two about the mechanism of the Soul Arena.

With Zhu Zhuqing's soul power of level [-], plus the unique speed bonus of the Nether Civet's martial soul, even if he confronts a soul master of level [-] or [-] head-on, he will not necessarily lose.

How can there be no such record as a total loss.

"and many more……"

Suddenly, a gloomy light flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, and the only way to explain Zhu Zhuqing's negative record that was different from ordinary people.

"Shen Yu, what are you doing standing there, come here quickly."

At this time, Shui Yue'er's voice brought his gloomy thoughts back to reality, and he turned his head to see that the girls of Tianshui Academy were looking at him suspiciously at the lower viewing position in the center of the arena.

……

As soon as the host finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing was the first to react. A golden light flashed in his black eyes under his mask, and ten purple sharp claws like sharp shadows also suddenly stretched out.

High concentration.

In contrast, the Hunzun code-named Ghost Face seemed a little unhurried, with several green vines slowly emerging from his body. Barbs.

This is a somewhat thin man, who looks about thirty years old, with a high forehead and narrowed eyes. One can tell at a glance that this is an old and sinister figure.

And to be able to make an old cunt show such an unhurried expression, it is natural that he has full confidence in the outcome of this battle.

"I really didn't expect that my luck would be so good. I ran into the soul master with the weakest soul master level. This is simply a free four-game winning streak."

Ghost face squinted his eyes slightly, and kept scanning Zhu Zhuqing's hot and uneven body, his heart was full of fire, the ghost civet in front of him was really a stunner.

Such a scale at such a young age.

It is simply envious of others.

"Little beauty, surrender, you can't beat me."

Before the competition started, Ghost Mian said, Zhu Zhuqing could see the calmness and leisure in his expression.

But for Zhu Zhuqing who had been fighting for a month, these words could no longer attract her attention, but for the ghost face's gaze, Zhu Zhuqing's face under the mask still flashed a trace of disgust.

But at the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and adjusted her state. This month has really benefited her a lot. Not only has her xinxing been fully grown, but her understanding of combat has also improved. a step.

It can be said that apart from not getting a soul ring, there is a world of difference between her now and a month ago.

Ignoring the harassment from the ghost face, Zhu Zhuqing was on the alert, her body ready to explode at any time. Once there was any change in the ghost face, she would be able to detect it immediately.

"Spirit fighting, start!"

As the host's voice fell, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes burst into a gleam, and at the moment the words fell, his figure attacked the ghost's face like a ghost.