"Lin Fan made a good point." Flender smoothly took over, his gaze sweeping across the group. "A Soul Master's nobility lies in strength, not putting on airs."
Just as Lin Fan finished registering, Ning Rongrong came hopping over. She grabbed his hand and giggled.
"I just asked Dai Mubai. Although each Soul Master can only participate in one match a day, they can enter different types of matches at the same time. But I'm a Support System Spirit Master... so take me with you, okay~?"
"No, I can't take you." Lin Fan shrugged helplessly. "Our levels are too far apart. We can't be matched together."
His tone was calm, without any extra emotion. After all, Zhu Zhuqing was still here, so he could not act overly intimate.
His other girlfriend, Zhu Zhuqing, stood nearby and listened to their conversation. She felt that Ning Rongrong's request was perfectly normal. She was merely being a little close to Lin Fan, so Zhu Zhuqing said nothing.
Ning Rongrong pouted, clearly displeased. "Tsk, such a huge Spirit Fighting Arena, and there's only one Soul Ancestor here tonight. Seriously!"
"How about you team up with Zhuqing?" Lin Fan suggested.
"Team up with Zhuqing?" Ning Rongrong blinked and turned to Zhu Zhuqing. "Can you take me along?"
Zhu Zhuqing paused slightly, then nodded. "Sure."
Half an hour later, the three of them had each finished their respective matches.
Lin Fan did not even use a soul skill. With a single palm strike, he sent his opponent flying off the arena. The entire battle lasted no more than three breaths.
The audience erupted in uproar, but Lin Fan merely dusted off his sleeve and turned to leave, as though he had casually swatted away a fly.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's team