The central Soul Fighting Stage of Suotuo Great Soul Arena was somewhat larger than the other Soul Fighting Stages.
It was very quiet here. There were no open-air stands; everything was private boxes.
Those who could come here were all nobles.
Suddenly, the lights of the central Soul Fighting Stage illuminated the entire venue.
At the center of the Soul Fighting Stage, a thick pillar rose from the ground. A curvaceous woman held an Amplifier Soul Tool in her hand.
"Very pleased to see all our distinguished guests again. I am Doudou. Only one Soul Fight has been arranged for tonight.
"Although the highest among them are only Soul Elders, they have all earned Silver Soul badges."
"Next, let me introduce both sides.
"Imperial Dou Team, captain Yu Tianheng, Martial Soul...
"Shrek Seven Devils, captain Evil Eye White Tiger, Martial Soul..."
Xiao Ze was somewhat speechless as he watched such a formal match.
Soul Fighting felt like making monkeys of them for these nobles.
Many of these nobles relied on the blessings of their ancestors. Some did not even possess Soul Power themselves.
Yet in a world where strength reigned supreme, they could still stand above others. It was truly strange.
Still, Xiao Ze could understand. After all, making money was nothing to be ashamed of.
Soul Masters needed a great deal of money.
"All right, please welcome the contestants from both sides."
Two doors on either side of the Soul Fighting Stage slowly opened.
The opponents from both sides entered at the same time.
"It really is them." Tang San's gaze turned solemn.
Both sides stepped onto the stage, their gazes colliding.
When Xiao Ze saw Ning Youyou and Zhu Linlin at the back, he was slightly speechless. He had taken Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong away, yet now