Chapter 34 Game battle, try your hand
The next night it was dark.
Just after dinner, Lin Tianyang, Shuman Yun and his wife brought Fang Ling to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
Registration is very fast.
Since he was the only one, of course the offer was one-on-one.
This was the first time to fight in the spirit fighting arena. Fang Ling was slightly excited and his body was trembling.
Master Shu Manyun calmly brushed the broken hair around her ears, looked at him like this, and said softly:
"How's it going? It's your first time participating in a spirit fight. Are you nervous?"
"A bit." Fang Ling replied honestly.
"Are our fighting geniuses still nervous?" She smiled lightly.
"They are all too weak. I am afraid I will chop them to death accidentally."
This sentence was so arrogant that people around him couldn't help but look at him with suspicion.
Some people wanted to make a mockery, but when they saw Lin Tianyang wearing the clothes of a teacher from King of War Academy, they could only shut up in time and leave silently.
The Great Soul Fighting Arena will maintain basic order, but if someone gets beaten because of random swearing, they have nothing to do with it.
Everyone who heard this thought the lame boy was arrogant, but it meant something else to Lin Tianyang.
He laughed and scolded: "Good boy, don't hit anyone's vitals. It's a little troublesome to kill people in a game."
"It doesn't matter if you lose money. The teacher can help, but you will have to work for me from now on."
"Yeah, don't worry, teacher, I won't attack anyone else's vitals." Fang Ling nodded indifferently.
Fight first, then ask the teacher to participate in a life and death battle.
One-on-one matches are based on draws.
While other soul masters are fighting souls, the waiting soul master can choose to be an audience or rest.
Of course Fang Ling chose to watch the battle.
He is full of energy and does not need this temporary so-called meditation.
Fighting is just about attacking with your sickle and avoiding enemy attacks at the same time. There is nothing to worry about.
These scenes were slightly better than yesterday, so Fang Ling watched them with great interest.
Soon he heard someone calling his name.
After a spirit battle, a host in a tuxedo stood in the center of the ring again.
"Next, the fourth one-on-one soul battle in our sixth soul fighting arena will take place, and two soul masters will appear."
"They are Fang Ling, a soul master who possesses the weapon spirit scythe and a newcomer to the spirit fighting arena. He is facing off against another Tian Wen who has won two games in a row and possesses the beast spirit Explosive Monkey."
"We will wait and see who wins and who loses."
The battle between soul masters in the first ring is not very entertaining, and there are not many spectators in the stands.
However, one could clearly hear someone calling Tian Wen's name.
His battles are more exciting and the scenes are more cool, which leaves a certain impression on people.
A short red-haired young man quickly came to the soul fighting stage amidst cheers.
His skin is wheat-colored, and his body is not very strong, but his strong muscle lines also show his extraordinary combat power.
He crossed his arms across his chest with a bit of arrogance on his face, fully displaying the temperament of a strong man.
On the other side, Fang Ling clicked twice and easily jumped from the soul fighting stage to the stage.
His body had started growing faster with the help of digestion.
The muscle lines on the arms have gradually been revealed, and they cannot compare with these adults, but they still have enough strength to cut their necks.
"Are there any children in this level of fighting spirit?"
"What age? Are you coming to the Great Soul Fighting Arena so soon?"
"Look at his feet, he's still lame!"
The auditorium instantly erupted.
There is nothing more curious than the discovery of something new and exciting.
The new little cripple versus the young man who has won two games in a row is very interesting to watch.
Lin Tianyang and Schuman Yun, who were in the audience, immediately became focused.
This is the apprentice's first spirit battle, so he can't miss it.
"Can you win?" Shu Manyun said worriedly, covering his chest with one hand.
"You can tell by looking at the posture on the other side, Bao Ying."
Although he hadn't seen this person last night, Lin Tianyang was still sure that with Fang Ling's flexibility and extreme reactions.
This man can only be beaten. The red-haired young man Tian Wen saw a child opposite him, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Which child came to the Soul Fighting Arena to play?"
"I heard that King of War Academy has just finished recruiting students."
"It's a student there, what's the problem?" Fang Ling asked confused.
"You didn't sneak into the Great Soul Fighting Arena not long after you entered school, right?"
The red-haired young man was shocked and said with a playful smile: "Listen to my brother's advice and go back and practice hard. You are too young and disabled, so I can't bully you."
Fang Ling was not affected by his words.
"You will know what shame is when you are defeated by a disabled person like me!"
"What does it look like to be so cowed?"
The red-haired young man was stunned: "Hey~ kid, you!"
Zhuangruo glanced at him contemptuously, holding the sickle tightly in his hand. Fang Ling shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, activate your martial spirit, and come to fight!"
"You've won two games, why are you pretending? It's like you don't know who you are anymore."
It's not a life-or-death battle, where the opponent needs to look down on himself. A game battle still requires the opponent to show some strength.
Only in this way can you see more of your level.
So, get angry first.
The fire attribute soul master has a hot temper, and he is the kind of person who always shows off his awesomeness from the very beginning. He has a lot of character flaws.
Just a few casual sentences will do.
The red-haired young man was indeed fooled, and the corner of his mouth twitched:
"Okay, I will take the place of your college teacher and educate this little thing!"
A red light flashed between his eyebrows, and his body was covered in red monkey hair.
The flames above his head were blazing, and the Fire Monkey Soul Master punched his fist, let out a wild roar, and charged towards Fang Ling angrily.
Lin Tianyang held his wife's soft little hand and whispered to her.
He wanted to express himself and explain the situation:
"According to general conditions and for future considerations, most of the first-level beast martial soul masters choose amplification soul skills."
"Look at the fire monkey moving forward now, which means it's going to be a close fight."
"Boom——!"
Lin Tianyang analyzed this, and then heard a roar.
Seeing the yellow soul ring of the Explosive Fire Monkey Soul Master shining brightly, he spit out a mouthful of fire directly at Fang Ling.
He stepped back in an instant.
Schuman Yun couldn't hold it back and chuckled.
Lin Tianyang's expression froze, and his tone was a little angry.
"Okay, long-range soul skills, what are the configurations of this rubbish soul master? Let's see how my good apprentice can repair him!"
Fang Ling had already activated his soul ring, and his nerve reflexes doubled from the 30% level.
He noticed the Explosive Monkey Soul Master's mouth.
Fang Ling's innate keen sense of combat made him instantly aware of the opponent's tricks.
He used a trick to beat a lame boy, which shows that irritation is really useful.
Unfortunately, it's still too slow.
Fang Ling's face was stern, because he anticipated the opponent's attack and took action in advance.
He didn't even turn his body, he just stepped lightly to avoid the seemingly powerful flames.
While avoiding the flames, he quickly rushed forward for more than ten meters.
The diameter of this arena is only twenty meters.
The Explosive Monkey Soul Master was still breathing fire when he realized that not only was his soul skill useless, why did the opponent come directly in front of him?
In a state of shock, he hurriedly stopped his soul skills, tensed his muscles, and punched out.
Fang Ling accurately turned sideways to avoid the fist, and at the same time, the sickle fell on his neck.
It is his fighting habit to use the least movement to achieve the greatest effect.
The cold touch penetrated my heart, and all my arrogance and cleverness disappeared.
Tian Wen, the Explosive Monkey Spirit Master, broke out in a cold sweat.
"Don't draw your sword, I will admit defeat!"
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(End of chapter)