Author: The little wild boar under the leader's seat
Chapter 20 Fighting Soul
Just a few days after returning to Qibao Glazed Sect, Chen Xin couldn't wait to verify the results of her training on Si Chen during this period. Just when Si Chen was trembling and thought that she was going to be tortured by the teacher again, Chen Xin took her there.
Tiandou City, next door to Qibao City, stopped in front of a tall building.
From their angle, they could only see that the building was nearly a hundred meters high and extremely huge. Even if it was still daytime, they could see light shining from the huge building.
"This is the Soul Fighting Field?" Si Chen suddenly became interested. She was familiar with this! The Soul Fighting Field was nothing compared to the Hell Killing Fields.
"Yes, buildings like this can only be owned by cities at the main city level. Its size can be said to be a symbol of the strength of a city or even a country, and it will be named after the city where it is located. Therefore, the one in front of us
, is called the Tiandou Great Spirit Fighting Arena. Sparring with me for too long will only weaken your confidence, but constant actual combat here will not only enhance your confidence, but also better hone your sword skills."
Chen Xin said calmly, "In the spirit fighting arena, you can only use your soul sword. As for martial spirits and soul skills, you can only use them unless your life is in danger. Do you understand?"
"Understood." Si Chen nodded obediently.
"Here, soul fighting is divided into three categories. One is game, which is to learn from each other and cruelty is prohibited to kill people. The other is life and death fight, which is used to resolve irreconcilable disputes. The last one is gambling fight.
With the Great Soul Fighting Arena as the referee, both sides of the bet will send an equal number of soul masters to compete, and the final winner will get everything in the bet. The bet is first and foremost a life and death fight. Many nobles and clans have huge conflicts with each other.
This method is often used." Chen Xin introduced the rules of the Soul Fighting Arena to Si Chen, "After entering the Great Soul Fighting Arena, a soul master of any level is only represented by the word "Fighting Soul". After winning the first victory,
, you will get a badge. After that, every time you win a victory, you will get a certain amount of points. When the points reach a certain level, the level of the badge will increase. This badge is the symbol of the level in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and it is owned by all continents.
Common to the main city, the levels of badges are distinguished according to the quality of the minerals. The lowest is the iron badge, which is the iron fighting spirit. The ones going up are copper, silver, gold, purple gold, sapphire, ruby, and diamond. There are eight levels in total.
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At this point, Chen Xin's eyes swept across Si Chen's face, "Do you want to go out and travel alone?"
"Yes!" Si Chen replied without hesitation. As long as Chen Xin allowed it, she could go back to the Killing City to complete the second Shura test, and then exchange the Ice and Fire Eyes with Dugu Bo.
"As long as you can get the Golden Fighting Soul, I will let you go out to play." Chen Xin promised.
"Okay!" Si Chen was overjoyed.
Chen Xin glanced at her calmly, "Don't think that getting a gold fighting spirit badge is easy. To upgrade from an iron fighting spirit to a bronze fighting spirit, you need one hundred points. Every time you win a battle, you will get one.
Points, however, if you lose a battle, one point will be deducted accordingly. If the winning streak exceeds five games, then for each consecutive victory, the points will directly increase by ten. If the streak exceeds ten games, the points will be increased by ten.
One round increases by one hundred. Even if the points reach the Bronze Fighting Spirit and are successfully advanced, as long as the points drop by one hundred, the Bronze Fighting Spirit will be disqualified. To upgrade a Bronze Fighting Spirit to a Silver Fighting Spirit, one thousand points are required.
In a battle between fighting spirits, ten points will be gained for each victory, and ten points will be deducted for each loss. The proportion of points gained from consecutive wins is the same as that of iron fighting spirits. Silver fighting spirits are upgraded to gold fighting spirits.
The soul requires five thousand points, not to mention that I don't allow you to use martial souls and soul skills, unless you create your own soul skills, do you still think it's easy now?"
"This is what makes it challenging!" Si Chen pulled Chen Xin towards the big soul fighting arena, "Teacher, I'm going to sign up now!"
Entering the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the first thing that caught your eye was a huge stone tablet with densely packed names carved on it. Chen Xin told Si Chen that these names were all those who died in the Soul Fighting War. Si Chen mourned for them.
In a few seconds, if you die in the spirit fighting arena, you can still leave your name. If you are in the killing field of hell, you won't even be able to leave a whole corpse, let alone a name.
It is very simple to register for fighting spirit here. You only need to fill in a form including name, age, place of birth, and martial spirit, and you can receive the initial iron fighting spirit badge. Of course, registration also requires each person to pay ten gold coins as a registration
Fees. Chen Xin paid for this fee for her. In Chen Xin's own words, "What does it mean to ask students to pay for it!" Compared with some stingy owl, it was immediately comparable.
The same is true for Chen Xin on weekdays. If Si Chen likes something, he will buy it! He will not blink when he pays for it. Of course, he will not be merciless when he beats Si Chen during a battle.
After registering, Si Chen also took a soul power test to determine her level. The staff told her that every time she came to participate in a soul battle, she must first take a soul power test to determine her opponent.
"By the way, Chenchen, in the column for your martial spirit, did you fill in the name of the soul guide sword or the name of the martial spirit?" Chen Xin suddenly asked.
"Of course it's the name of the soul guide sword. Don't you allow me to use the martial soul?" Si Chen felt strange.
"What's the name of your sword?" Chen Xin asked curiously, feeling very reassured by Si Chen's talent in naming.
"Zang Feng."
"It's worthy of the name!" Chen Xin praised and said nothing.
The staff of the fighting spirit arena told Si Chen that in the big spirit fighting arena, only those who have won more than five games in a row, have a fighting spirit badge level of a certain level, or have a very high level of soul master can fight in the main spirit fighting arena.
Soul competitions. Novices like her can only compete in separate soul fighting arenas. If you win an Iron Fighting Soul game, you will get a bonus of ten gold coins. If you lose, you will get no bonus.
It's pretty good, you can still get money if you win, and you don't have any big losses if you lose.
As if he had read through Si Chen's mind, Chen Xin's voice sounded faintly, "If you lose the first game, you will have to practice for an extra hour every day."
"I won't lose." Si Chen said very firmly.
"Let's wait and see, master." Chen Xin watched as Si Chen walked towards the rest area of the Soul Fighting Arena.
The soul masters who participated in the soul fighting were uniformly arranged to rest in a spacious room, waiting for the start. In the rest area, Si Chen's arrival immediately attracted the attention of other soul masters. After all, she was too young. However,
Although these soul masters showed surprised expressions, no one came to make fun of her. Everyone was meditating, keeping themselves in the best condition as much as possible, waiting for the upcoming soul battle.
Soon, it was Si Chen's turn to play in the second game.
The one-on-one battles in the soul fighting area are conducted based on drawing lots. While other soul masters are fighting souls, the waiting soul masters can choose to watch the battle or choose to rest. Each area of the soul fighting field has dedicated souls for participating souls.
The place where the masters watch the battle is very close to the soul fighting platform. Even though it is a separate soul fighting platform, the area is still not small, with a diameter of twenty meters, which has enough space for the soul masters to perform. Unfortunately, in this soul fighting arena,
The number of spectators next to the one-on-one divisional soul fighting stage was not large, only about one-fifth of the seats were occupied.
On the spirit fighting stage, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo was standing in the center. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Now, the second one-on-one spirit fighting in our fighting spirit arena division will be held.
Two soul masters will appear on the stage. They are Si Chen, the battle soul master who possesses the weapon soul sword. He is facing off against Daorong, the battle soul master who has the beast martial soul Praying Mantis and has won four games in a row. Who is Daorong soul master?
Whether he can continue his glorious streak and achieve five consecutive victories, or whether the newcomer Zhan Zun Zun will be victorious, let us wait and see. Now, let’s invite two Zun Zun to take the stage.”
A slender figure quickly came to the Soul Fighting Stage. Before Si Chen even took the stage, he was already ready to go.
Si Chen walked up to the Soul Fighting Stage unhurriedly. His petite and exquisite body and delicate face full of childishness immediately attracted the attention of many viewers.
"How old is this little girl? What did the host just say? That she is a soul master? Isn't that impossible? She looks like she has just awakened her martial soul!"
Similar doubts kept ringing in the stands. The audience always sympathized with the weak. In addition, Si Chen's appearance was much better than that of the Mantis Spirit Master opposite him, so he immediately gained support from most of the spectators.
"Little girl, this is not the place you should come. I see that you have broken through the realm of soul master at a young age. You must be a genius. It is not easy for you to cultivate, so you should admit defeat. My martial soul will not withdraw its sword until it sees blood.
, If you don't admit defeat, you will suffer." Daorong, the mantis soul master, was stunned for a moment when he saw Si Chen, but soon he began to persuade Si Chen to step down. After all, he couldn't do anything to such a young child.
Si Chen didn't answer. She moved and rushed towards Daorong in an instant. As she sprinted, her right hand gently rested on the soul guide bracelet in her left hand, and the hilt of Zangfeng's sword was held in her hand.
Si Chen's speed was very fast. Lingxue Pavilion Qinggong Cui Wei Ghost Step was activated, and the distance of more than ten meters was reached in an instant.
The Mantis Martial Spirit was originally an agility-type martial spirit, but Daorong didn't even have time to raise his hands to defend himself. A sharp sword energy hit his throat. He didn't even see clearly when Si Chen drew his sword. He thought
Just when his throat was about to be pierced, the sword edge stopped, and only then did he see clearly the sword body that was almost transparent in the light.
"Admit defeat." Si Chen's voice was trembling. She almost regarded this place as a hell killing field.
"I surrender!" Daorong said quickly, his voice trembling. If the little girl in front of him hadn't stopped at the critical moment, he would have died just now.
At the end of the game, both of them were visibly relieved.
There was silence around the fighting stage. Not to mention the audience, even the previous host had his mouth wide open. No one expected that such a spirit fighting would end so quickly, and the winner turned out to be
That little girl looked like she was less than ten years old.
Immediately, some spectators shouted in dissatisfaction, "Why did it end without releasing the martial spirit? Is it a fake match?"
There were also some soul masters in the audience who clearly saw the blade of Si Chen's sword pressed between Dao Rong's throat. What shocked them was that the blade of the sword seemed to appear out of thin air. As for how Si Chen rushed in front of Dao Rong.
, they didn't see it clearly at all. Now they were more concerned about whose child that little girl was. They asked themselves that if they were in a life-and-death battle, they would have become the dead souls of her sword.
Si Chen looked at the host in the audience and said, "The results can be announced."
The host also reacted at this time, quickly came to the soul fighting stage, and announced loudly, "War Soul Lord Si Chen wins, with a record of one win and zero losses. Daorong has a record of twenty-one wins and fourteen losses. Si Chen Soul Lord,
Please register your points after you step down."
After registering the points, Si Chen found that Chen Xin had been waiting for her for a long time.
"You've made your first money, why don't you treat me to a drink?" Chen Xin joked. He felt that Si Chen's victory was too easy, and he obviously couldn't hold on for long.
"Drink! Drink enough!" Si Chen also felt that she needed to relax. The sequelae caused by the killing fields of hell were too serious, and she could not go to Yuexuan to wash away the lead.
It was just after noon when they left the Soul Fighting Arena. Si Chen took Chen Xin to a tea shop on the corner of the street not far from the Soul Fighting Arena. Si Chen had noticed this shop on the way to the Soul Fighting Arena. She had noticed it before
When we were in Wuhun City, we also went to a similar tea shop with Qian Renxue.
"What is this?" Chen Xin and Si Chen sat opposite each other, with two cups of steaming drinks on the table.
"It's milk tea." Si Chen blinked, "Teacher, why do you look so disappointed? Do you think I want to invite you to a drink? I'm not old enough to drink, and you can't let me look at you.
Drink?"
Chen Xin picked up the cup resignedly and took a sip. The tea was rich in aroma and silky smooth. Damn it, why did the tea get so addictive the more I drank it?
"Do we sell this in Qibao City?" Chen Xin drank the milk tea in one gulp and asked for another cup.
"I don't know. You are watching me practice swordplay every day in Qibao Glazed Sect, so how can I have time to go out?" Si Chen curled his lips, "I can make this milk tea at home."
"Then you still come out to drink?"
"Teacher, can you cook?" Si Chen asked.
"Yes! Although I don't need to do it now, but when I traveled to the mainland, I couldn't do it myself?"
"You know how to cook, why don't you go to a restaurant?"
"That's right." Chen Xin understood clearly, "Since you are my student, you should be filial and respectful to me, right?"
"You're right." Si Chen suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Since you have to come to Tiandou City every day, how about you help me bring a few cups of milk tea back to the Qibao Glazed Sect every day?" Chen Xin looked at Si Chen with a smile.
Although Si Chen wanted to say "not very good", but...
So from then on, no matter whether he won or lost, Si Chen's battles in the Soul Fighting Arena ended the fastest. Of course, Si Chen had never lost in the Hell Killing Fields, and it was even less likely that he would lose to an opponent of the same realm in the Soul Fighting Arena.
Another opponent was knocked off the Soul Fighting Stage by Si Chen with Hidden Edge. He didn't bother to pay attention to the cheers from the audience in the stands. Si Chen impatiently shouted to the host: "Hurry up and announce the result. There is still a freeloader waiting at home.
