Douluo's Golden Sparkle

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "Douluo's Golden Shining Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)"!When Su Yuntian brought Ning Fengya to the seventh fighting arena, Ning Fengya finally felt a little uneasy.

"Su Yuntian, you let me down."

He whispered a bb, but Su Yuntian didn't listen to him. Instead, he took Ning Fengya to the lounge dedicated to the fighting spirit competition personnel.

That is... the preparation room.

Su Yuntian didn't ask what opponent the Great Fighting Soul had arranged for Ning Fengya. In fact, he didn't care much about whether Ning Fengya would lose or win the first fight.

Because the result is not important, what is important is that the atmosphere of the Great Fighting Arena will infect this self-pitying fellow and cheer him up again.

After a while, the host on the Arena of Souls began to warm up: "Next, we will conduct the third game of one-on-one fights of our Seventh Arena."

"There will be two great soul masters on the stage. They are... Ning Fengya, the soul master with weapon spirit, and Qingbao, the soul master who possesses the beast spirit iron horn bull!"

"Who will be the winner? Let's wait and see!"

"There are two great soul masters on the stage!"

The audience in the stands was very few and most of them were not interested.

The soul fighting between the great soul masters is considered to be the lowest rank, and has not received much attention. The audience is mostly the relatives and friends of the soul masters participating in the soul fighting competition.

A tall and sturdy figure soon came to the stage of fighting the soul. This person was as high as about two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back. The whole body was covered with a layer of granite-like muscles, and under the dark skin, snake tendons, like Small dark blue snakes are all over the naked upper body.The fierce light flickered in the big copper bell-like eyes, and at the same time he went on the field, he let out a loud roar, releasing a powerful aura.

He is Qingbao, a power-type war spirit master.

However... Qingbao's opponent, Ning Fengya, did not play for a long time.

The host was about to urge for a while, suddenly a figure "flyed" up from the stage, and then fell on the fighting platform.

Ning Fengya was thrown up by Su Yuntian. When she landed, she had her feet upright and her posture was very indecent.

"The appearance of the Great Soul Master Ning Fengya was a bit unexpected." The host couldn't help but smile, "Then, the game will begin now!"

Ning Fengya frowned, her face reluctant.

He originally thought that he was already sad when he was judged by his father as a "waste martial arts soul", but he didn't expect that Su Yuntian would be thrown on the stage of fighting the soul, making him more embarrassed.

What should I do, do I stay on this stage and finish this game, or just admit defeat and leave?

Just when Ning Fengya hadn't considered it clearly, Qing Bao on the opposite side had already roared and activated Wuhun.

"Iron Bull, possess!"

Qingbao's originally very burly body has become more sturdier, with a pair of big horns on his head, reflecting a metal-like luster, and he can see that it is very hard, and it would be painful to be poked.

"I'm going to attack, be careful!"

Qing Bao is a kind man, he even reminded him before attacking, and then he dashed towards Ning Fengya from the other side of the fighting spirit stage.

Ning Fengya was a little frightened by Qingbao's terrifying momentum, and directly activated her first spirit ability.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

The mutant black tower covered his whole body, isolating the world and all dangers.

Qingbao slammed into the black tower, but couldn't make any progress. Instead, he made himself dizzy and dizzy.

This black tower is unpredictable, but... the duration of painting a prison is really too short.

After just 4 seconds, it was as if the real black tower disappeared, leaving only the thin young man.

"Roar!"

Qingbao launched another shock.

Ning Fengya stepped back several steps, already unable to retreat. Seeing that Qing Bao was about to hit herself, she activated her soul ability again.

"Frost Cold Blade!"

Qingbao suddenly felt a chill deep into his bones, and he was pushed out seven steps away, and his actions became slow.

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Ning Fengya took advantage of this opportunity to adjust her position and move towards the center of the fighting spirit platform.

Qingbao couldn't succeed in the two shocks. He was already angry, and a white spirit ring lit up under his feet:

"Bull Bull Charge!"

He rushed to Ning Fengya again, and was faster and more powerful.

Ning Fengya turned her head and ran, but was unable to match the speed of Qingbao's charge, and was pricked in the ass by the pair of huge horns.

As soon as Qing Bao bowed her head, and then topped it again, Ning Fengya was picked up by his horns, flew high, and threw it out of the Arena of Souls.

After a while, Ning Fengya plopped and fell to the audience.

...He was defeated.

The audience in the stands finally burst into cheers, which was a tribute to the winner.

Qing Bao relieved his spirit possession state and waved to everyone with a smile.

Ning Fengya's heart became more bitter.

While rubbing her aching buttocks, she returned to the lounge. Ning Fengya received a note from the waiter. The note was written by Su Yuntian:

"At half past twelve, come to the thirteen battlefield, my field."

Ning Fengya threw away the note with a wry smile, and left the lounge silently, and walked through the long corridor, preparing to leave the Arena of Souls.

However, when he walked to the gate of the Arena of Souls, his steps became slower and slower, and in the end he couldn't move his feet.

...Is it really okay to escape by myself?

A ghostly messenger, Ning Fengya rushed to the auditorium of the 13th Arena at 12:29.

Standing on a high altitude and looking at the Soul Fighting Platform, Ning Fengya found that she was looking forward to Su Yuntian's appearance and was expecting him to win.

The opponents in this battle of souls were Su Yuntian and a 28-level great spirit master with a green wolf spirit.

Su Yuntian's spirit power lags 5th level, but in Ning Fengya's view, the problem is not big.

After the host's routine introduction, the two soul masters appeared almost at the same time.

Su Yuntian folded his arms around his chest and tilted his head slightly, as if looking down at each other.

The Blue Wolf Spirit Master on the opposite side was unhappy, thinking that you, a child who was still stinky, came to this place to fight for life?

Su Yuntian has already spoken: "The ant lying on the ground, who allowed you to raise your head?"

The Green Wolf Soul Master was stunned... When did he become an ant?

"The ant will be like the ant, as long as you lie on the ground with your head down and die."

Following the extremely arrogant words, Su Yuntian slowly opened sixteen ether gates behind him.

The pale gold door door with ripples like water waves, it was a very beautiful landscape, but the swords, guns, swords and halberds that appeared in it were shimmering in cold light, which was daunting.

Naturally, the Green Wolf Spirit Master did not want to sit and wait for death, and quickly completed the possession of the martial soul, and rushed up with a low growl.

Before the Blue Wolf Soul Master got close, Su Yuntian had thrown all the swords in the gate of the ether.

Sixteen weapons enveloped the entire body of the Blue Wolf Spirit Master. Although he used the agility of the Blue Wolf to complete a wave of evasion, he was still inevitably hit by seven weapons at the same time.

His speed dropped sharply, and several blood grooves appeared on his body. Although the injuries were not serious, the blood mist sprayed and looked very shocking.

At this time, Su Yuntian opened sixteen pale golden etheric doors again behind him.

"For everything!"

The swords all came out, blasting the Green Wolf Soul Master off the soul fighting platform.

This fighting spirit was just a face-to-face, and it was over.

After five seconds of silence, the entire arena cheered like waves.