On the hundred-meter-wide Soul Fighting Arena,
after waiting a while,
Lu Ran saw several groups arrive one after another, each accompanied by a teacher and their students,
the Soul Guidance Department had only sent two people,
and he had met both of them before: Huo Yuhao and He Caitou,
the two walked over side by side,
chatting and laughing, clearly on good terms.
The moment He Caitou appeared, he immediately drew countless eyes,
his appearance stood out even among a crowd of blond, red-haired, and white-haired people—
he had no hair,
more precisely, he had no hair on his head,
he was bald,
his entire body was dark as soot, and he stood at least two meters tall, with shoulders far broader than an ordinary person's. His exposed skin showed clearly defined muscles,
the rest of him was covered in Soul Tools,
Soul Tools of all kinds and shapes,
even his shoes seemed to gleam with a metallic sheen,
he was armed to the teeth.
The setting sun fell on his smooth scalp and Soul Tools, reflecting the glow of the evening light,
making him the most eye-catching person in the entire Soul Fighting Arena.
Lu Ran suddenly had a strange but incredibly strong sense of déjà vu:
He Caitou, as he looked now... reminded him a lot of the Detective,
that guy who was covered in weapons,
he'd look even more like him with a cigar between his teeth... wait, wasn't his Martial Soul a cigar?
What a coincidence?!
Lu Ran was startled,
and marveled that the world really was connected; you could come across similar people and things anywhere.
As for Huo Yuhao beside He Caitou,
Lu Ran wasn't surprised at all to see him,
he felt no shock,
he'd guessed that Huo Yuhao had already obtained an