Daybreak.
Set off.
The team finally arrived outside Suotuo City.
Tall and majestic city walls.
Built of blue-gray boulders.
Stretching like a crouching dragon.
City gate.
Busy traffic.
The crowd was buzzing.
Various gorgeous carriages.
Soul Beast carrying cargo.
Form a long queue.
Passage slowly.
Huge metal city gate.
Reflecting the cold light in the morning light.
On the lintel.
Huge stone city emblem.
A sword crossed with a shield.
It exudes antiquity and majesty.
"So... so big!"
Wang Sheng looked through the car window.
My eyeballs are almost glued to the outside.
Zhang Tiedan and Li Qingsong were also amazed.
Xiao Wu slapped Tang San's arm excitedly.
"Look, look, look!"
Tang San also had shock in his eyes.
Nuoding City Compare it with.
It's really like a small country town.
Only Ling Feng.
The eyes are calm.
Sweep past the towering city walls.
Fall in front.
That huge city gate.
The crowds were huge.
Soul Power fluctuates complicatedly.
"Suotuo..."
Ling Feng thought silently in his heart.
"Sign in."
[Ding!]
[Sign-in location: Suotuo City Gate. Compliant!]
[Sign in successfully!]
[Reward 1: Soul Power+1! Current level is 16!]
Boom!
There is more energy than ever before.
Flowing into the limbs and bones like a torrent!
The meridians widen in an instant!
Soul Power is running!
Quality and quantity jump at the same time!
Level 16 barrier.
Like water comes naturally.
Break open with a bang!
Feeling of power!
Filled like never before!
[Reward 2: Passive skill [Might LV1] unlocked!]
[Skill effect: When the Soul Power Level of the self is higher than the target, it can emit a weak aura, causing a double mental and Soul Power shock to the target! The lower the target Soul Power is, the stronger the shock effect is!]
A mysterious message about aura control.
into the mind.
Ling Feng made a fist.
Feel the power rushing through your body.
and the new born,
A hidden yet oppressive aura.
The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked.
Not bad.
Enter the city!
The procedures are very complicated.
Verify identity.
Check out the carriage.
Grandmaster seems to have taken out some kind of special instrument.
After inspection by the city guard.
Becoming much more polite.
Release.
Squeak--
Heavy city gate.
Finally open to the Nuoding Academy's team.
The moment you step into the city gate.
The noise!
Coming at you!
The main street is wide enough to accommodate ten carriages traveling in parallel!
Bluestone paving.
Polished as smooth as a mirror.
There are many shops on both sides!
Flags flying!
The signboard is shining golden in the sun!
Soul Master supplies store.
Dazzling weapons and armor!
Pharmacy store.
The refreshing medicinal fragrance wafts out!
Soul Beast Food Restaurant.
The alluring aroma goes straight to your nose!
Beautifully dressed pedestrians.
Soul Master wearing a fancy outfit and carrying a weapon.
Vendors shouting loudly.
A woman in scantily clad clothes.
The huge cart-pulling Soul Beast.
Young faces wearing uniforms from major colleges.
The flow never stops.
human voice.
The sound of carriages and horses.
The sound of bargaining.
Soul Beast's neighing.
Various sounds are mixed.
Forming a bustling picture full of energy and desire.
"This is... too lively..."
Xiao Wu The mouth opens into an "O" shape.
Eyes sparkling.
Everything you look at is novel.
Tang San also tried to stay calm.
But the amazement in her eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Go to Xicheng."
Grandmaster ordered the coachman.
"Suotuo Soul Master Tournament Organizing Committee."
"Sign up and arrange accommodation there."
The carriage moved slowly through the crowded crowd.
Ling Feng leans against the window.
I didn't look at the prosperity on both sides.
He closed his eyes slightly.
But perception.
But it's like an invisible tentacle.
Spread out all around.
The number of Soul Master in the city.
Far beyond imagination!
On the street.
Out of ten people.
There are at least two or three bodies wearing Soul Power.
Level ten Soul Master.
Found everywhere.
Level 20 Soul Grandmaster.
Nor is it rare.
Even.
In front of those gorgeous hotels.
On the captain of the city guard who was patrolling by.
In the occasional breath passing by from the rooftop.
Every strand is cryptic.
But the more powerful Soul Power fluctuation.
Constantly captured by his perception.
Soul Elder at level 30!
Soul Ancestor at level 40!
Even a hint of...
Deeper than an abyss.
A heart-stopping smell!
Titled Douluo?
Not like.
But it is definitely Soul Douluo or even stronger!
The master of these breaths.
Or lying high in a beautiful hall.
Or hang out in the busy city.
Or observe in the dark.
Like an invisible giant network.
Shrouded in this prosperous main city.
Undercurrent.
More turbulent than imagined.
"Interesting..."
Ling Feng Open your eyes.
His eyes scanned the bustling crowd.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
There are many strong people.
Only then does it have the value of hard work.
"Get out of the way!"
"That broken car ahead! Get over here!"
Suddenly!
A rude scolding was accompanied by the sound of galloping horse hooves.
Coming from behind!
An extremely gorgeous golden carriage!
Made of four horses all white in snow,
With a spiral horn,
Shenjun's extraordinary Soul Beast and "Snow Dragon Steed" are pulling!
Powerful!
Coming in a brutal collision!
The driver driving the carriage looked haughty.
Raise the whip to drive away people and cars blocking the road.
"Stop!"
Grandmaster frowned and shouted.
Nuoding Academy's carriage hurriedly moved to the side of the road to avoid it.
Can barely avoid it.
The golden carriage roared past.
The wind brought up messed up everyone's hair.
The gauze on the car window is raised.
The interior of the car is vaguely visible.
Sitting there were several young men in rich attire.
Arrogant.
One of them.
Her short purple hair is flying.
Contemptuous eyes.
I casually glanced at this inconspicuous old carriage on the roadside.
Like looking at ants on the roadside.
"Hmph! Dogs look down upon people!"
Wang Sheng's face turned red with anger.
"Which college are you from?"
"So crazy?"
Tang San also frowned.
Look at the golden carriage going away.
Rear emblem.
A golden crown.
Surrounding lightning.
"Emperor..."
Xiao Wu pointed at the emblem.
"Imperial Fighting Team?"
she said in surprise.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes.
Imperial Fighting Team?
Met you so early?
Ha.
What a coincidence.
"Don't cause trouble."
Grandmaster reminds in a deep voice.
"Suotuo City Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger."
"Keep a low profile."
His eyes also glanced at the back of the golden carriage.
With a hint of solemnity.
The convoy continued to move forward.
Finally arrived in Xicheng.
Relatively quiet.
A majestic building like a small city wall stands.
"Suotuo City Soul Master Guild·Tournament Organizing Committee"
Huge metal nameplate.
Dazzling in the sun.
On the square.
Luxurious carriages from major colleges are parked.
The young Soul Master, who are gorgeously dressed and impressive, are in groups.
Looking at each other.
in the air.
It is filled with the smoke of competition unique to young people.
Nuoding Academy's old carriage stopped.
It attracted a lot of attention.
Curious.
Review.
It's more of an undisguised contempt.
After all.
Nuoding City's sign.
In this Suotuo where strong people gather.
It's really not worth mentioning.
"Yo?"
"Nuoding?"
"That redneck place?"
"You dare to come and compete?"
A yin and yang young man's voice sounded.
With unabashed sarcasm.
Everyone looked at it.
Another group of teenagers just got off the bus.
Uniform black uniform with gold trim.
Chest.
A silver spider emblem with teeth and claws!
The leading boy.
Looks pale.
The eyes are sinister.
Cross your arms.
Looking here with a sneer.
Eyes.
Sweeping through Nuoding people like a poisonous snake.
Eventually.
Pinned on Ling Feng.
and Xiao Wu.
Full of malicious banter and greed.
"Are you bugs again?"
Xiao Wu was so angry that his face turned red.
They recognized that this was the guy who almost hit them on the road just now.
Those Heaven Dou Imperial Academy bastards!
Just changed the group of people.
Tang San's eyes also turned cold.
Take half a step forward.
He stood quietly in front of Xiao Wu.
Ling Feng looks calm.
It's like I didn't hear it.
He glanced at the leading young man.
Around seventeen or eighteen years old.
Soul Power fluctuation...
Level twenty-five and six.
Soul Grandmaster.
Garbage.
"System."
Ling Feng turned his eyes to the magnificent guild building.
"Sign in."
[Ding!]
[Location check-in successful!]
[The detected areas are "Suotuo Soul Master Guild" and "Tournament Organizing Committee Headquarters", the location is special!]
[Reward: All attributes are slightly improved! Mental perception is strengthened!]
A warm current swept through my whole body instantly!
Muscles and bones make subtle sounds.
Power!
Speed!
Reaction!
Subtle control!
Comprehensive improvement!
Mental perception is like a wiped mirror.
Instantly clear and translucent!
The buzz around.
The rustle of leaves in the distance.
Even the weak breathing of the sinister young man rose and fell.
Everything is clear to the ears!
The passive [power] seems to be condensed accordingly.
The breath became more and more calm and restrained.
"Heh."
Ling Feng The corners of his mouth curved.
Ignore the harsh taunts.
Walk towards the registration hall.
"Sign up first."
He said calmly.
Leaving the group of young men in black with a straight back.
And the indifference that seemed to treat them as if they were nothing.
"He..."
The sinister young man looked at Ling Feng's back.
The mocking smile on his face froze.
The anger that was ignored boiled over.
His eyes are colder.
Like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
Someone came closer to him.
"Young Master Yu..."
Whispering something.
While quietly pointing to Xiao Wu next to Ling Feng.
The eyes are ambiguous.
The boy called Young Master Yu.
His eyes fell on Xiao Wu's exquisite figure and pretty face.
In the cold eyes.
There was a flash of naked possessiveness.
"Interesting..."
Young Master Yu licked his lips.
"Little pepper from the country?"
"More delicious..."
In the registration hall.
Spacious and bright.
The huge soul-guided crystal screen scrolled with competition information.
The registration counters of branch colleges are lined up.
Grandmaster brings the college certificate.
Processing at a window.
Ling Feng How many people are waiting.
The surrounding hustle and bustle is quite isolated.
But one look after another.
It still falls on them from time to time.
It's mostly about scrutiny.
With a condescending tone.
Especially when you see their Nuoding Academy badges.
The meaning is even more obvious.
Xiao Wu pouted in anger.
Tang San looked calm.
But there was also anger hidden deep in his eyes.
At this time.
There was a slight commotion at the door.
The crowd subconsciously separated a path.
A figure walked in.
Wearing black tight leather armor.
Outline amazing and cold and proud curves.
Tall.
The legs are straight and slender.
Very beautiful appearance.
But it's as cold as an iceberg that's thousands of years old.
His eyes are as sharp as a knife.
It has an aura of keeping strangers away.
her appearance.
The temperature of the entire registration hall seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
Countless eyes were instantly attracted.
Full of surprise.
Obsessed.
Even fearful.
There are many young people who consider themselves geniuses.
He stood up straight unconsciously.
Want to attract attention.
The iceberg beauty didn't look away.
Go straight to the VIP aisle.
Turn a blind eye to the eyes around you.
But just when she passed by Ling Feng not far away.
Her footsteps.
Extremely inconspicuously.
There was a pause!
Those cold beautiful eyes.
Suddenly turned to Ling Feng!
Sharp eyes.
Like a real blade!
With a hint of surprise.
A hint of confusion.
As if confirming something.
Ling Feng feels the same way.
Turn your head sideways.
Calmly meet that cold and scrutinizing gaze.
Eyes facing each other.
The surprise in the iceberg beauty's eyes.
It's thicker.
She could feel it clearly.
On this young boy who looks like Soul Power Level.
It exudes an extremely obscure feeling.
But extremely terrifying...
Feeling of oppression!
This sense of oppression.
It is definitely not a deliberate release of momentum!
It's more like it comes from deep within the blood.
A natural high-status suppression!
It made Martial Soul inside her body seem to be trembling slightly!
This feeling...
She only... faces that person...
Only vaguely!
"Miss?"
The staff at the VIP entrance bowed respectfully.
Only then did the iceberg beauty look away.
She took a deep look at Ling Feng.
It seems like he wants to remember his appearance.
Turn around and disappear deep into the passage.
"Who is she?"
Xiao Wu asked curiously in a low voice.
"It's so cold..."
Tang San looked at the entrance of the passage.
Shake his head.
He has never seen such a cold and powerful girl.
Ling Feng looked away.
Deep in the eyes.
A hint of amusement flashed through.
Zhu Zhuqing?
Came out so early?
Sure enough... sharp.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It seems.
This is "Suotuo City Soul Master Tournament".
It's definitely getting more and more interesting.
Hall corner.
A pair of eyes full of jealousy and viciousness.
Staring hard at Ling Feng.
It is the boy named "Young Master Yu"!
He saw the stunning glimpse of the iceberg beauty!
Although extremely short-lived!
But that iceberg-like beauty.
Actually!
I looked at that country bumpkin boy!
Why?!
Young Master Yu's hand.
Clenched tightly into fists.
Knuckles turn white.
The eyes are burning with anger!
A trash from the countryside!
Also suitable?!
"Check!"
Young Master Yu almost gritted his teeth.
A sound was squeezed out from between the teeth.
Growling at the people around him.
"Find out where that kid is coming from!"