Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

The trip to Soto Advanced Soul Master Academy was not smooth. The reason is very simple. School has not started yet...

They only have two months of vacation a year. Even if their children came back early to report, they also invited their classmates to play together and did not hang out in school. Murong Fu and Ning Rongrong came in good spirits but returned disappointed.

"Hey, how about we go to the spirit fighting arena?" Ning Rongrong came up with another idea.

"The fighting spirit field..." Murong Fu, who originally wanted to go back, was also a little tempted when he heard this. Teacher Yueguan gave him one year to obtain the silver fighting spirit level, but he didn't know how difficult it would be. At this time, he went to check it out.

That's okay.

"Have you never been there?" Seeing Murong Fu's hesitation, Ning Rongrong used a very poor provocation method.

"It's not that I haven't been there before," Murong Fu was not fooled and shook his head: "But there really aren't many there, well, it doesn't hurt to go and have a look."

"Hey, let me tell you, the Soul Fighting Arena is very interesting!" Ning Rongrong became very interested when he talked about the Soul Fighting Arena: "I go there often, there are so many weird martial arts and soul skills, as well as combinations.

I don’t know how interesting it is to see the people they beat turn into idiots.”

Murong Fu: "..."

I thought to myself, why is such a beautiful girl so partial to her hobby? The tutor of the Qibao Glazed Sect is a bit strange!

Ning Rongrong didn't know that Murong Fu was questioning her sect's education issues, and she was still talking enthusiastically: "Earlier this year, a very powerful person appeared in the Great Soul Fighting Arena in Tiandou City!"

"Oh?" Murong Fu became interested when he heard about the powerful person: "Soul Emperor or Soul Saint?"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at him, as if looking at a fool: "Soul Emperor? Resurrection Saint? Are you stupid? In the soul fighting arena, the soul sect is usually considered to be a high level, and soul kings are rare. As for the soul,

Emperor, there won’t even be one for a month or so, the Resurrection Saint. I think you look... well, you don’t look like the Soul Saint either!”

When Murong Fu heard this, he suddenly smiled awkwardly. Hearing what Ning Rongrong said, he also felt that it was outrageous. Even if the Soul Emperor and Soul Saint were not the elders of the party, they would have already become guests of the rich and powerful. How could they go to fight souls?

Performing for people?

But in this case, the powerful person Ning Rongrong mentioned seems a little strange.

"Then what kind of person can get into the eyes of the eldest lady of your Qibao Glazed Sect?" Murong Fu was a little confused. In the Qibao Glazed Sect, it may be an exaggeration to say that soul kings are everywhere and that there are as many soul emperors as dogs, but soul masters of this level are definitely

is not uncommon.

"That man's name is Yu Tianheng. He is less than seventeen years old and has level 35 soul power!" Ning Rongrong said: "The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Spirit has fought forty-three games a month in the spirit fighting arena. Four

Ten wins! At one point, he won sixteen games in a row, and within a month he defeated the Silver Fighting Soul! Many of his opponents were level 38 or 39!"

"Less than seventeen years old, level thirty-five, that's really powerful." Murong Fu nodded and showed an interested expression: "And, it's the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

The blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex is known as the most powerful beast spirit in the mainland. The sect has had titled strong men for generations, and it has never stopped. Its descendants are the protagonists in many story novels, and they are all tall, handsome and invincible.

"But it seems that you are not as powerful as you!" Ning Rongrong squinted at Murong Fu: "I don't know what level your soul power is, but even if it is only thirty-one, by the time you are seventeen, it will be more than thirty-five.

Level right?"

Murong Fu smiled and did not explain the fact that he would reach level 35 next month: "Let's go and see if there are any powerful characters in Soto City."

"It's hard work, at least it's hard to be as good as Yu Tianheng!" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

While talking, the two came to the spirit fighting arena.

Countryside old Murong Fu was once again shocked.

The Soul Fighting Arena in Tanzania City is already very large, but compared with the large arena in Soto City, it pales in size!

This huge oval building is just a hundred meters away, standing like a mountain at the end of the street, which is eye-popping.

"This is really not that big!" Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes at the ignorant Murong Fu and curled his lips and said: "In the Tiandou Empire, a soul fighting arena of this level cannot even enter the top ten! But in Balak

The kingdom seems to be the largest, bigger than the one in Barak City."

"Hey, I feel so inferior to you..." Murong Fu didn't care about Ning Rongrong's mocking tone. He couldn't help it, compared to the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he was indeed just a country bumpkin.

Ning Rongrong was proud, wrinkled her little nose, and walked into the spirit fighting arena with her head held high.

Murong Fu had been to the Soul Fighting Arena in Tanzania City before, and he remembered that he had to buy a ticket to enter. But Ning Rongrong just walked in with his head held high, and Murong Fu felt that he was right to follow.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the door, two tall and handsome young doormen, well-dressed, smiled and stretched out their hands: "You two, please show me your tickets."

Ning Rongrong didn't say anything. He turned his palm over and a black card with a faint gem luster appeared in his palm.

The two doormen were stunned when they saw the card, and then immediately bowed and saluted: "Welcome to your presence, distinguished lady! Your presence will make the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena shine!"

Ning Rongrong was obviously very used to it. He pointed at Murong Fu behind him, said "yes" together, and walked in from the front.

The two doormen kept their bowed postures and did not straighten up until Murong Fu also entered.

I don’t know how the doorman reminded them. When the two passed through the door, a beautiful waiter who claimed to be the service manager immediately greeted them and enthusiastically guided the two of them, "Two of the most expensive guests, the VIP box is available, you two."

Is that over? There happens to be a team battle between two Soul Sect-level Silver Fighting Soul teams today, about half an hour later."

"Don't go to the box!" Ning Rongrong waved her hand: "Take us to the single room and double room of Soul Lord. By the way," she pointed at Murong Fu: "This guy is going to play, arrange for someone to handle it.

Register now.”

"When did I say I was going to play?" Murong Fu rolled his eyes.

"You think I don't know. When I came to the Soul Fighting Arena, your eyes lit up. I said I wouldn't let you go, so you have to be anxious, right?" Ning Rongrong looked disgusted, as if to say, you

Can you still tease me with a small one?

Murong Fu was embarrassed. His two lives were actually seen through by this little girl at a glance! But he was also secretly surprised. This little girl is usually perverse, likes to play pranks, and has a sharp tongue, but she has amazing eyesight and is extremely capable of observing people's emotions. My own

Her little expression was actually noticed by her.

"Okay, no problem!" The beautiful manager nodded, but the doubts in her eyes flashed away. The two noble people in front of her were no more than twelve or thirteen years old, fourteen at most. At this age, most of them were still at the level of the intermediate soul master academy, twenty

Level or above is considered a big deal.

It's very common to come to the spirit fighting arena to watch the excitement, but very few come to compete in the competition!

However, I am a black gold card VIP, so of course I get what I say. The beautiful manager respectfully said to Murong Fu: "Then, this VIP, what is your registered name?"

"Registered name?" Murong Fu was puzzled. Although he had been to the Soul Fighting Arena several times, he only watched the competitions and was not familiar with the contestants' procedures.

"It's the name you use during the competition. You can use your real name, or you can choose a nickname!" Ning Rongrong said casually: "It doesn't matter."

"Just like what this distinguished lady said." The beautiful manager nodded in agreement.

"That's it..." Murong Fu thought for a while, then showed a slight smile, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes: "Let's call him... Gusu Murong!"

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Nan Murong!