After resting in the Earl's Mansion for a night, Xie Chun changed his clothes and got up in full spirit.

Beside him was the list he analyzed for half a night last night. He handed out a copy before going back to bed yesterday in case of emergency.

Although it doesn't work that much.

No matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of losing this game, but it is always good to be cautious.

After all, he was still pointing to this game to make a fortune. Today is the debut of the Royal Fighting Team in the Soto Grand Soul Arena. The people in Soto City don’t know their background, and the odds may be higher.

When you win today and then make another match tomorrow, the odds will probably be very low, and it will be difficult to make money. You can even bet a few thousand gold soul coins with a bet of 100,000 gold soul coins, so there is no need to bet.

"Have you had a rest?"

As if he heard the sound in the room, the maid at the door asked softly.

Xie Chun pushed open the door and looked at the cloudless sky. It was a good sign. He would definitely make a big profit today.

"Where are the others?"

"Everyone has a meal in the reception hall." The maid bent down slightly and walked forward to lead the way.

Today's breakfast was particularly rich, and Xie Chun dared not say that he knew all the dishes on the table, but they were undoubtedly nutritious meals.

It’s not enough to break through and ascend on the spot, but it’s real to get stronger a little bit.

If he digitizes himself, assuming he has 10,000 combat power now, and after eating a few bites of food, the following prompt will pop up:

How are the combat powers prepared?" Earl James asked with a smile.

Qin Ming was still thinking about whether to be humble, but Yufeng had already spoken: "Don't worry, the winning rate is 100%.

"That's good."

James did not doubt that they had exaggerated the words. It was always better to be confident, and the strength of this group of people was also trustworthy.

Xie Chun did not get involved in their topics, and focused on eating. Even if he could only become stronger, he would be better than nothing.

After eating for a while, he found that his soul power had not increased at all. With this thing still, there is a limit on consumption?

There are game props that restrict the use of that flavor.

Since he couldn't increase his combat effectiveness, what should he do if the dishes on the plate were? When he first sat down, he was afraid that there would be too many people to grab the food, so he picked up a lot in advance and put them in front of him.

Could it be that you have to eat it?

"Lingling, come and eat meat." Xie Chun stretched out his chopsticks and put the plate in front of him into Ye Lingling's bowl.

"...Thank you." Ye Lingling didn't think so much, turned around and smiled at him.

"You're welcome."

Xie Chun burped and leaned on the chair and didn't want to move. There were still two or three hours before the beginning of the fighting spirit, which was enough to take a nap here for a while.

"If you are ready, you can ask the butler at the door to take you to the Great Soul Fighting Arena. It would be better to go over and get to know the environment earlier." James looked at the people on the table, and basically all the food was almost done, although he didn't know why there was so much left in front of the girl.

Xie Chun opened his eyes and looked over. He heard the implication: "Don't you go to the soul fighting with us?"

"My identity is quite sensitive, and it is not good to go to the Great Soul Arena during this period." James explained briefly.

This period?

Is it what the nobles have done in the Great Soul Fighting Arena in the past two months, or are there some deeper reasons?

Xie Chun thought for a while, at least from the perspective of interests, the nobles should be consistent with them, and no matter how they say it, they would not have back-stinging when fighting souls.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the information given before was fake. Maybe this time they were invited to fight the souls on the surface. In fact, there was a reinforcement company hidden. Seven Soul Sects were waiting for them to come on stage, and several nobles directly bet the other party to win.

This is easy to distinguish. Just look at the odds at that time. Normally, the Royal Fighting Team should be the normal odds here, but if these nobles spent two months building momentum and blew up the identity of Tiandou Royal Academy, there might be many more viewers who follow the trend and bet.

"Let's go." Qin Ming didn't want to argue about such trivial matters. He always felt that the count was hiding something between the lines.

Seeing that the others had no other opinions, the housekeeper at the door followed everyone to the Soto Soul Arena. It seemed that he was the plenipotent representative of the Earl's Mansion outside today.

When entering the Soto Soul Arena, perhaps because the Count's Housekeeper was following the team, this time the supervisor personally received it.

"The lounge in the central area is here." Manager Ao knew them, and he didn't ask for his intention, so he took a few people to the central area of ​​the Soul Fighting Arena.

Xie Chun didn't dare to speak, so he calmly followed the team and headed to the so-called lounge.

When he passed by the lobby, his two 1.5 eyes saw the banner in the opening betting area.

{The mysterious team from Tiandou City challenged Soto's soul fighting arena-the first day}

It should be a way to promote and advertise in advance to attract popularity, which is a bit primitive.

It's better to send leaflets or go to a tavern to spread the news.

Xie Chun glanced at the odds and continued to move forward with the team. Anyway, he had already entrusted the money he had on to the housekeeper, so he could just wait to collect the money.

The lounge in the central area looks no different from the ordinary lounge, and the sofa is not more comfortable to sit on. It can only be considered a matter of making do with it. This is not as advanced as the facilities at the college.

Xie Chun searched through the system space, found the sofa he had been raving from Yu Tianheng's villa before, summoned it out and lay down.

It immediately reflects a sense of layering, and this is the treatment that everyone should have.

Manager Ao has never seen this scene before. He has been a staff member in the Great Soul Fighting Arena for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen himself bring a sofa to rest.

However, he has also seen strong winds and waves, but after looking at them for a few more times, he returned to normal: "Several opponents have not come yet, please take a break. There is still an hour and a half before the scheduled start time. If you have any needs during this period, you can come to me."

Will there be a cup of happy water for a fat man?

Xie Chun glanced at Manager Ao's serious expression and was still not joking.

He was lying down here to rest, while Yu Feng and his men obviously couldn't rest. They chose to stroll in the Great Soul Fighting Arena or go out for a walk.

It's quite long to count for more than an hour.

"Xiaochun, why are you not nervous at all?" Ye Lingling just saw him handing over his Golden Soul Coin Saving Card to the butler, and it was obvious what he wanted to do. "Aren't you afraid that we will lose?"

"You are all my wings...friends, I believe you." Xie Chun looked gentle on his face, and his eyes softly looked at the girl beside the sofa.

At this time, it is impossible to say that he can win by himself, that's not appropriate.

Ye Lingling's face turned slightly red and she leaned over and lay on the sofa.

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Chapter completed!