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Chapter 93: Qingfeng Group (2/2)

At this moment, the young man’s mind is still clear, and the child’s clear eyes have a face that is already tender but has a bit of unique charm.

A first soul ring is a 6,000-year-old soul master!

At the age of six, he is full of soul power and possesses a martial soul with an extremely beautiful golden flower.

However, if the soul ring absorbs incorrectly, it is defined that it will be counterattacked by the soul ring, its strength will slowly decrease, and eventually it will even become an ordinary person, and its life span will be greatly reduced.

If you don’t use the martial soul, it should last a little longer.

Perhaps, still alive now?

It’s just that this Bishop Jacko is really a realist! He told him to observe the child secretly, but he didn’t even do it!

The young man shook his head.

I didn’t have the mind to watch the martial soul battle below. For her, it was just boring.

If she hadn’t heard Bishop Jacko say that she had found a genius, she would never have come to this place in the kingdom of Barak.

At this time, a middle-aged man, holding a huge microphone, said aloud on the stage below:

“Below, we will be invited to the fourth game of the Fourteenth Fighting Spirit Arena one-on-one Fighting Spirit! The ones who appear are two 30th-level spirit masters! It’s just the 30th-level full-level! He is respectively, Martial Soul Red Lotus’s auxiliary spirit master, Thor, plays against a master of war spirit who has won ten consecutive games and possesses the sword of martial arts soul blood, Li Jian! Wow, this Thor turned out to be a rare auxiliary soul division, and he still has a zero record. Although he is also level 30, it will be a difficult battle to face this fierce sword with ten victories! I don’t know who will win?”

“Will it be Thor, the auxiliary soul master with zero record, or is it Li Jian, the master of the storming spirit of War, who is going to win the match?”

“Please wait and see!”

As soon as this voice came out, suddenly, the entire fighting spirit arena was boiling!

This battle is so interesting. An auxiliary soul division with a zero record, and another one has won ten consecutive battles. It is almost on the verge of advancing to a silver-fighting spirit master?

Funny, is this?

The fourteenth Fighting Spirit Field.

“Wow, Brother Feng’s name is so weird! Does he not use his real name? With a mysterious look, he also wore a mask!”

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng who was walking down the fighting spirit Arena, and suddenly exclaimed.

They had already had a fight. Xiaowu was with a soul master named Qing Bao, and Tang San directly confronted Zhu Zhuqing.

Brother Feng, on the other hand, used a weird name: Thor. Going down, it was the first battle he would face.

“Ten consecutive game winer? Is it too exaggerated?” Ma Hongjun said in horror: “After winning five consecutive games, ten points in each game, and after winning ten consecutive games, one hundred points in each game! He has at least fifty-five points! If he wins this game again, he will directly score one hundred and fifty-five points, and he will be the bronze fighting spirit!”

Several people also looked down at the young man named Li Jian.

The young man was wearing a red dress and his face was cold.

On the opposite side is Wang Feng, who is wearing a mask under the pseudonym Thor.

There are masks in the fighting spirit arena.

“I’m afraid it’s a super powerhouse of a level. After these people reach Level 30, they won’t get the soul ring as soon as possible. Instead, they sharpen themselves through combat and deliberately get stuck at this point to challenge the Level 30 soul master.”

Dai Mubai’s expression condensed, “However, winning nineteen consecutive games is really exaggerated. However, monsters are not only available in Shrek Academy, but also in other places.”

“I’m afraid this is a fierce battle for Wang Feng.”

Tang San stared slightly, fighting fiercely?

A soul master of the same level as Brother Feng… isn’t that the only part of being swept away?

How could there be a fierce battle?