The Great Spirit Arena

"Young Master Du, look! The next fight is Cheng Long!"

Zheng Banqiao spoke up, pointing to a display board not far away.

Du Bai followed Zheng Banqiao's gaze and saw the display board.

The leaderboard shows the next match: Peerless Nightmare vs. Violent Mad Ape.

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early!"

"I never expected to run into Cheng Long's fight."

"I wonder how strong this kid is now. Let's take a look!"

Du Bai said with interest.

"Hehe, Young Master Du."

"Cheng Long Chan's Martial Soul is incredibly powerful!"

"Basically, once the poisonous fog appears, no one can walk straight out of this Great Soul Arena!"

Zheng Banqiao chuckled, his smile somewhat lewd.

Upon hearing this, Du Bai thought of Yu Chenglong's Martial Soul Nightmare and its special Soul Skill, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Indeed, my good disciple's Martial Soul and Soul Skill are quite special."

"Even Soul Elder of level 30 or so, when shrouded in poisonous fog, would fart a couple of times as a token gesture. Presumably, no one in the same realm could withstand it!"

Du Bai laughed.

"Yes, Young Master Du, that's exactly it!"

Boss Zheng Banqiao nodded.

While Du Bai and Zheng Banqiao were talking, the two Soul Masters on the Soul Fighting Stage had already decided their winner.

"Congratulations to Nether Leopard Li Hei on your victory! +1 point!"

The host, holding a microphone and Soul Tool, announced the results.

Immediately, Li Hei, the victor on the stage, stepped down with a smile.

Meanwhile, his opponent clutched his chest, looking dejected, and left the stage in disappointment.

Many audience members also made sounds of joy or sighs at the same time.

Clearly, the person with the joyful expression had won the bet.

Those who looked disappointed had lost their bet!

In this Soul Fighting Arena, there are not only Soul Master who Soul Fighting, but also gamblers among the audience.

Before the Soul Master duel, most of these spectators would place bets, taking a small gamble.

"Young Master Du, it's almost Cheng Long's turn to appear!"

"Would you like to place a bet?"

"However, Cheng Long Chan is currently very popular!"

"Since Cheng Long entered the level 20 category, he has won every single fight and has never lost!"

"Basically every time Cheng Long appears, all the spectators will choose to bet on Cheng Long to win."

"Of course, there are also a few people who are waiting for Cheng Long to throw a match, or unfortunately lose a match, so that they can win a huge sum of money!"

Zheng Banqiao launched into a rapid-fire explanation, continuously detailing various aspects of the Soul Fighting Arena to Du Bai.

As a transmigrator, this was one of the few times Du Bai had come to the Great Soul Arena to watch a battle.

Although Du Bai already knew something about it in his previous life.

However, Du Bai listened with great interest to what Zheng Banqiao was saying, and he was starting to think about going up and playing a round of the Soul Fighting Competition himself.

However, Du Bai's cultivation level is simply too high. Even the founder of the Great Soul Arena might not be able to defeat Du Bai...

Therefore, Du Bai could only watch the play here.

"Oh, I see."

"There's no need to place a bet."

"Didn't you say that a lot of people are betting on him to win? Even if he wins, he won't get many Gold Soul Coin."

"Just watch the show!"

Du Bai spoke up.

"Young Master Du is right!"

"However, the Soul Fighting battle against the Royal Academy in three days is a different story!"

"At that time, I'm afraid quite a few people will bet on Cheng Long losing!"

"This is what Zheng Banqiao added," said the boss.

"That's no problem. I'll back up Cheng Long's good disciple and guarantee he'll win!"

"By the way, what's Cheng Long's current Soul Fighting Arena score, and what card did he get?"

Du Bai asked.

"Cheng Long Chan is currently Bronze Rank, with 87 wins and 5 losses, and a combined total of 82 points!"

"According to Cheng Long, those five defeats were before he met you!"

"Since meeting you, his winning rate has been 100%, and he has never lost a single game!"

Zheng Banqiao spoke solemnly.

"Um!"

"Not bad, not bad, you didn't embarrass me!"

Du Bai nodded affirmatively and praised.

As they were talking, the host, who was riding Flying Soul Tool, had already begun to oversee the next battle.

"Next up are Yu Chenglong, codenamed Peerless Nightmare, and Song Chuijiang, the Violent Mad Ape!"

"Yu Chenglong, Martial Soul Nightmare, is a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. He is a level 26 Soul Grandmaster and has achieved a record of 87 consecutive victories to date!"

"His opponent, the Violent Mad Ape Song Chuijiang, Soul Power Level of 29 and is about to enter the level 30 Soul Elder realm. His Martial Soul is the Raging Ape, making him a Battle Soul Master with extremely strong combat power!"

"Who will emerge victorious in this Soul Fighting? Let's wait and see!"

The host is holding a microphone and using Soul Tool to conduct the event.

As they were talking, Yu Chenglong and Song Chuijiang had already stepped onto the stage on both sides of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Yu Chenglong and Song Chuijiang stood facing each other on opposite sides of the stage, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

In particular, a hint of crimson and violence could be faintly seen in Song Chuijiang's eyes!

His tall stature was extremely intimidating!

Compared to Song Chuijiang, Yu Chenglong appeared much smaller and more delicate, with a scholarly air about him.

However, no one present dared to underestimate Yu Chenglong.

Song Chuijiang also dared not underestimate Yu Chenglong, who was shorter than him.

After all, Yu Chenglong's record of 87 consecutive wins was there for all to see, and Song Chuijiang admitted that he couldn't do it.

"Both sides release their Martial Soul, the Soul Fighting begins!"

The host shouted, announcing the start of the competition.

At the same time, Song Chuijiang released his Martial Soul Raging Ape.

As the Raging Ape unleashed its power, Song Chuijiang's body emitted a series of cracking sounds as his bones popped and his muscles ripped apart, his clothes bursting open to reveal his robust physique.

At the same time, Song Chuijiang's Martial Soul Raging Ape, floated above his body, its bronze bell-like eyes glaring ahead.

Two Hundred-Year Soul Ring, one yellow and one yellow, encircled Song Chuijiang's body, clearly representing the optimal Soul Ring configuration for Soul Grandmaster.

Yu Chenglong also released his Martial Soul.

It was a Soul Beast that resembled neither a dog nor a pig, with purple fur and two big, blinking eyes. It looked adorable and had no trace of majesty.

However, when this Martial Soul Nightmare appeared.

Yu Chenglong's opponent, Song Chuijiang, suddenly narrowed his eyes and retreated instead of advancing, putting distance between himself and Nightmare and Yu Chenglong!

After creating some distance, the first thing Song Chuijiang did surprised Du Bai greatly!

The muscular young man retreated to the edge of the Soul Fighting arena, pulled out several masks from his pants, and put them on his face.

"Well..."

"Wearing masks to protect against the virus? This kind of fighting is too unserious!"

Du Bai's lips twitched, and he thought to himself, "Good heavens!"

Good evening, everyone! Good afternoon! Good morning! Wishing you all happiness and success!