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Flender glanced at the sky outside and said,
"It's about time. Let's head over first. I'll tell you the rest when we get there."
After paying for the tea, Yang Ming and the others left the teahouse and headed toward the Suotuo Great Soul Arena.
The Suotuo Great Soul Arena was one of Douluo Continent's distinctive landmarks, much like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Taj Mahal, Notre-Dame de Paris, and the Colosseum from Yang Ming's previous life.
The enormous structure was oval-shaped as a whole and stood one hundred and twenty meters tall. Like a pillar holding up the heavens, it towered beneath the night sky, a truly breathtaking sight.
The Suotuo Great Soul Arena was further divided into one Main Soul Arena and twenty-four Sub Soul Arenas, capable of accommodating sixty thousand spectators at once. It also contained one hundred VIP boxes.
Upon entering the Great Soul Arena, the first thing they saw was a massive stone monument standing to one side, covered in names.
Those were all people who had died in Battle Soul matches.
But in Yang Ming's eyes, they were more like players who had been taken out in Honor of Kings' Peak Match.
In a Peak Match, either you died or I did.
Either stand at the pinnacle of Kings, or become the white bones beneath the victor's feet.
It was that simple.
Before participating in a match, one had to register an account—that was, sign up by providing one's name, age, birthplace, and Martial Soul. It was only a basic profile, and a registration fee of ten Gold Soul Coins was also required.
In addition, one's Soul Power Level had to be tested in order to match them with a suitable opponent.
The Great Soul Arena handled this rather well. It