Suotuo City Great Soul Arena Backstage.
The staff responsible for matchmaking stared at the list in their hands and confirmed it several times.
He finally couldn't hold back his voice and shouted.
"Supervisor Ao! Come and take a look!"
Supervisor Ao, wearing a tuxedo, came over with a tea cup and frowned. "What happened?"
"Look at this registration form."
The staff pointed to a line on the roster.
Supervisor Ao lowered his head and came closer, and a line of words came into view.
Code: Money-Power Rich Woman.
Martial Soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
Level: Level 26 Soul Grandmaster.
Soul Fighting Project: One-to-one single person Soul Fighting.
Supervisor Ao just drank the tea in his mouth and sprayed the staff in the face on the spot.
"Are you blind?"
Supervisor Ao wiped his mouth. "Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda? The best assistant in the world Martial Soul? Did you sign up for her one-on-one Soul Fighting?"
The staff wiped their faces and felt aggrieved.
"Director, this is really not a mistake on my part. This is the form that the registration office sent, and it was signed by the players themselves."
Supervisor Ao fell silent after listening.
The registration procedures have been completed, Great Soul Arena is the most disciplined.
The contestants have to go up on their own, and the backstage cannot forcefully stop them.
The trouble is, the opponent Martial Soul is Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, and the person standing behind him is the extremely rich and powerful Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
With such an identity, he would be seriously injured on stage, and Spirit Fighting Arena would also be in trouble.
Supervisor Ao pondered for a moment, "Give her a safer opponent."
The staff nodded quickly.
"Understood."
The people backstage were afraid of something happening, but the audience was not afraid at all.
The news spread quickly.
Auxiliary System Soul Master Sign up for one-on-one Soul Fighting.
In less than a quarter of an hour, at least 60% of the entire Great Soul Arena audience knew about this rare event.
"Go quickly, go to No. 3 Sub-Arena!"
"Auxiliary system fights one-on-one Soul Fighting? Will this melon stay cooked?"
Crowds poured into the third court, and the originally spacious stands were packed to the brim.
It was even more crowded before betting.
The gamblers' eyes were red, as if they saw gold coins falling from the sky, and they crowded towards the counter crazily.
"Iron-Boned! All-in Iron-Boned!"
"What a hell if the auxiliary system can win!"
"I'll press fifty Gold Soul Coin! No, I'll press one hundred!"
"If you don't pick up the money today, you will be sorry to your ancestors!"
Spirit Fighting Arena people are almost crazy busy.
Ten minutes later, the radio rang.
"Please, Money-Power Rich Woman, players go to Sub-Arena No. 3 and prepare Soul Fighting!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up happily when he heard the broadcast.
There was no trace of nervousness on her face, but she was extremely excited.
"It's my turn, it's my turn!"
Su Chen tilted his head and said, "Have you memorized the tactics?"
"Don't worry, Brother Chen, don't worry while I'm doing the work."
After saying that, she walked towards Sub-Arena No. 3 boldly.
With her little appearance, people who didn't know it thought she was going to go on stage and beat her ten times.
Xiao Wu stared at the back and curled his lips. "Boss, she is a support system, can she really fight in a duel?"
Su Chen opened his legs to follow and said in a calm tone, "When you come out to mess around, you will fight not only with your fists, but also with Gold Soul Coin."
"Let them see today what the power of capital is."
Sub-Arena No. 3.
The auditorium was buzzing with people.
The host stood in the middle of the ring, holding a loudspeaker, with a very strange expression.
He has hosted Soul Fighting for seven or eight years, and this is the first time he has commented on a support single match.
The host coughed dryly, forcibly brought up his professionalism, and began to stir up the atmosphere.
"Dear viewers! What's coming next is a groundbreaking Soul Fighting!"
"The ones on the left are Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul Black Iron Hammer, twenty-two players Soul Grandmaster, Iron-Boned!"
After the words fell, a strong man carrying a big hammer walked onto the ring.
He was tall and tall, with a sinewy face. He held the hammer on his shoulder, and his aura was quite intimidating.
The host then introduced, "The person on the right is a new player!"
"Auxiliary System Soul Master, Martial Soul, Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!"
"Level 26 Soul Grandmaster, Money-Power Rich Woman players."
Ning Rongrong walked onto the ring, wearing an expensive long dress, her skin was so white that it reflected light, and her pretty little face showed a bit of pride and excitement.
The male compatriots in the stands cried out on the spot that they couldn't bear it.
Wang Dachui is carrying the hammer, he got the hint, take it easy in this game.
You can win, but don't hurt anyone.
It's best to let people admit defeat.
Wang Dachui Although he looks rough, his brain is not stupid.
He still knows what background Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is.
This little girl is really broken. Let alone hang out in Spirit Fighting Arena, it's hard to say whether he can completely leave Suotuo City.
But seeing that the other party is a delicate little girl, she can't suppress the show-off in her bones.
Especially with so many spectators around.
A man.
Gotta put it on.
He slammed the hammer onto the ground, making a loud bang on the countertop.
"Little sister, listen to my uncle's advice."
"The auxiliary department should find a team and stand behind to increase the increase."
"The water is too deep for one-on-one, you can't control it."
There were boos from the audience in the audience.
"Sledgehammer! Do you understand if you care about the beauty? Just put it down gently!"
"That's right, she's so beautiful, so don't be so cruel!"
Ning Rongrong was not annoyed at all, but burst into laughter. "Uncle, your hammer looks quite heavy."
"That's natural!" Wang Dachui patted his chest.
Ning Rongrong smiled and asked, "Then you usually make a lot of money playing Soul Fighting?"
Wang Dachui was stunned for a moment.
Why does this question sound a little wrong?
He coughed and said vaguely, "It's okay."
Ning Rongrong nodded thoughtfully, and then shouted to the host, "Can we start now?"
The host retreated to the edge of the ring. "Both sides, prepare!"
"Soul Fighting, start!"
The words just fell.
Wang Dachui picked up the hammer and was about to take two symbolic steps to scare the little girl.
But as soon as he took half a step, Ning Rongrong suddenly raised his little hand.
"Wait."
Wang Dachui paused, are you about to give in now?
While everyone was looking at her with doubts, Ning Rongrong touched her little hand into Storage Soul Tool at her waist and turned her wrist.
Clang.
A dozen shining golden Gold Soul Coin hit Soul Fighting Arena, making a series of crisp and sweet sounds.
Wang Dachui looked down at the gold coins on the ground, then looked up at Ning Rongrong.
"What do you mean?"
Ning Rongrong raised his chin. "Admit defeat, these Gold Soul Coin are yours."
Wang Dachui was stunned for three seconds, and then became furious.
"Who are you humiliating with this little money?"
He slapped his chest suddenly with a loud voice.
"I Wang Dachui came to Spirit Fighting Arena to pursue victory, dignity, and Power Attack System Soul Master's backbone!"
"Don't use your stinky money to challenge my Power Attack System Soul Master bottom line!"
"My code name is Iron-Boned."
When the gamblers in the audience heard this, their blood boiled with excitement.
"Okay!"
"Brother Zhengzheng has backbone!"
"Fuck her!"
"Smash her princess dream with a sledgehammer!"
Wang Dachui Hearing the cheers from all around, I felt so comfortable.
At this moment, he felt that he was not an ordinary Soul Fighting master.
He is the face of Power Attack System.
It is the backbone of the underlying Soul Master.
He is a tough guy who will never bow to money.
Ning Rongrong blinked.
Brother Chen once said that there is no enemy in this world that money cannot defeat.
If there is, it means that the money was not paid in full.
So, she reached out and touched Soul Tool.
The next second, a heavy money bag was thrown at Wang Dachui's feet.
Snap.
The mouth of the bag opened, and pieces of Gold Soul Coin rolled out from inside.
Hundreds of Gold Soul Coin are scattered on the ring.
Wang Dachui's Adam's apple rolled, and the hand holding the hammer trembled.
He has never seen so many Gold Soul Coin at once in his life.
Ning Rongrong clapped his hands, his voice clear and loud.
"As long as you admit defeat, these five hundred Gold Soul Coin will be yours."
"You drop."
"It's all your fault."
Everyone's breathing slowed down, and their eyes almost popped out as they stared at the bag of gold coins.
Can you still play like this?
The host stood at the edge of the stage, looking dumbfounded.
After so many years of hosting, this is the first time he has seen someone put Soul Fighting Arena into an auction house.
Wang Dachui stared at the golden light all over the ground, with bloodshot eyes coming out.
Dignity? Integrity?
Power Attack System Soul Master's glory?
There are two villains fighting madly in his mind.
The little white man shouted at the top of his lungs: You are Soul Master! You must have backbone! Have dignity! Fight like a man!
The little black man roared at the top of his lungs: Get down on your knees! You won't be able to make so much money even if you work for five years! With this money, you can go to Goulan tomorrow to listen to music, and you can order two more!
The white villain said angrily: Soul Master How can you give up for five buckets of rice!
The black villain gave a backhand slap: Is that five buckets of rice? That is five hundred Gold Soul Coin!
Snap!
The little white man was slapped away on the spot.
The expression on Wang Dachui's face began to change crazily.
Sad and angry for a while.
Struggled for a while.
Painful for a while.
After a while, I couldn't help but peek at the gold coins.
The punters in the stands also noticed something was wrong.
Someone is anxious.
"Brother Sledgehammer! Hold on!"
"Iron-Boned! You can't be corrupted by money!"
"Think about your code name!"
"Think of your dignity!"
"If you dare to admit defeat, I will never be done with you!"
Wang Dachui Listening to these shouts, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
Dignity?
You shouted quite lightly.
Can dignity be eaten as food?
Can dignity be exchanged for wine?
Can dignity save him years of struggle?
Besides, you don't get the money, so it won't hurt your back just to stand and talk!
Wang Dachui suddenly looked up to the sky and roared in grief and anger.
"You actually used Gold Soul Coin to test me!"
This voice cheered up the whole audience.
Hope has been rekindled in the eyes of many gamblers.
OK!
There's drama!
Iron-Boned is still Iron-Boned!
But the next second.
Wang Dachui The sadness and anger on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a flattering smile.
He dropped the hammer, rushed to the money bag on his knees, and hugged it tightly with both hands.
"Beat and kill, you will be harmed and harmonious!"
"We at Soul Master, value harmony!"
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not."
"The main reason is that I think this young lady is talented, intelligent, and has an extraordinary bearing. She is the best among people at first glance. I am convinced that she lost!"
After finishing speaking, Wang Dachui turned around and shouted to the host.
"I surrender! I admit defeat!"
While shouting, he put the money bag in his arms and quickly picked up all the Gold Soul Coin scattered on the ground.
After picking it up, he turned around holding the money bag and ran off the stage.
Mine, Gold Soul Coin is all mine!
The mentality of gamblers who won by buying Iron-Boned was completely shattered.
"Fuck! Iron-Boned, I'll fuck you like a fairy!"
"Wang Dachui! Are you worthy of your code name?"
"Fake match! This is a blatant match fake!"
The audience yelled and cursed, and the whole No. 3 Sub-Arena turned into a mess.
Wang Dachui held the money bag and ran around without forgetting to fight back.
"You know nothing! Standing and begging for food is not as comfortable as kneeling to earn money!"
As soon as this sentence came out, the gamblers became even more defensive.
The host was sweating on his forehead and could only lift up Amplifying Soul Tool.
"Hey... everyone, please be quiet."
"Spirit Fighting Arena rules do not prohibit players from voluntarily admitting defeat."
"As soon as one party clearly gives up, the game ends immediately."
He took a deep breath and announced loudly.
"So, this game Soul Fighting..."
"Winner, Money-Power Rich Woman!"
As soon as this result came out, the scolding in the audience became even louder.
"Shadow, it's all fucking shady..."
"Protest, I want to protest..."
Ning Rongrong didn't care about that. She ran off the stage happily, hugged Su Chen's arm, and rubbed it hard.
"Brother Chen! I won! Your tactics are amazing!"
"It turns out that if you have money, you can really do whatever you want. It feels so good!"
Su Chen nodded calmly.
"Basically do it, don't do it six times."
"Capital's dimensionality reduction attack has always been so unpretentious and boring."
Xiao Wu curled his lips sourly at the side. "Tsk, it's great to be rich."
Ning Rongrong immediately countered. "Yes, having money is great. If sister Sister Xiao Wu is envious, I will support you tomorrow."
"Go away, this girl will only be taken care of by the boss."
Xiao Wu made my teeth itch.
This Xiao Lu tea wants to win a game and take advantage of the boss.
Zhu Zhuqing stood aside, with complexity written all over his cold little face.
She originally thought that Soul Fighting should be serious actual combat training.
But now she realizes that she is still too young.
Xiao Wu knocks the opponent out with a few kicks.
Su Chen makes people kneel down and admit defeat.
Ning Rongrong is even more outrageous, directly throwing money at the opponent and surrendering on the spot.
Of these three people, one is more abstract than the other, and one is more outrageous than the other.
Now the pressure is all on her side.
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
If he wins normally, he seems to be unsociable enough.