How could a middle-aged man have such a respectful attitude towards ordinary soul masters? As the director of this great soul fighting arena and with the strength of a level 85 soul contra, he has enough capital to look down on everyone.

But only here are Bai Shuo and Ning Rongrong, they are so respectful.

The reason is nothing else. In the form filled in by Ning Rongrong, the most eye-catching one is the big characters of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tower.

As one of the three sects of the Heavenly Dou Empire, the world-famous martial soul of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Tower is naturally the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

But in this table, the seven treasures turned into the nine treasures, which makes people wonder why.

Although I don’t know why this is the case, middle-aged people have to connect it with the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect.

It was not until he met again and saw the jade pendant around Ning Rongrong's waist that he finally confirmed his thoughts.

Therefore, the respect after this is entirely due to respect for the super sect of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect.

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Following the supervisor's pace, the two of them arrived at a waiting area on the side of the ring.

Although this place is a divided ring, the area is still not small, with a diameter of 20 meters, and there is enough space for the soul masters to perform.

Above the arena is the audience seat. Usually, there are very few people watching such 1-to-1 fighting souls. It is good that the audience seats can sell one-fifth, but the number of people watching the fighting souls today will be unexpectedly large. At first glance, it is so dark that there is no gap.

"Bai Shuo... Why are there so many people? I'm a little nervous..." Ning Rongrong poked out his head and glanced around the audience, shocked by the darkness.

Bai Shuo smiled and rubbed Ning Rongrong's hair: "You just treat these people as cabbages and perform normally."

"Okay OK, they are all Chinese cabbage... They are all Chinese cabbage..."

At this moment, a man in a tuxedo slowly walked onto the soul fighting platform. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "The fighting souls you will see next are unprecedented in this great soul fighting arena. A level 33 auxiliary soul master will challenge a level 55 strong attack fighting soul king!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, deafening cheers rang out from the audience. Every audience here came for this soul-fighting battle. The high cheers even overshadowed the annual Soul Master Competition.

The man in the tuxedo raised his hand and signaled to the audience to be quiet, so he continued: "The next one to appear is Gong Liu, the strong attack spirit king with the Martial Soul Pole War Bear! His record: 28 games, 21 wins, 2 draws and 5 losses! Life and death battles, all wins in five battles! And the person who challenged him this time was Ning Rongrong, the auxiliary war spirit master with the Martial Soul Nine Treasure Glazed Tower! It is hard to imagine that she is a newly registered bronze soul fighting badge! Although there is no suspense in this battle, please wait and see who will win or lose! Next, please welcome! The two will appear!"

As the man in the tuxedo fell, another deafening cheer sounded in the audience on the court.

Soon a middle-aged man with a naked upper body came to the soul fighting platform. The man's naked upper body was covered with scars, covered with granite-like muscles, and under his dark skin, small green snakes spread all over his body. As soon as he got on the stage, he beat his chest and roared to the sky, emitting a strong momentum.

As the naked man stepped onto the soul fighting platform, the shouts in the audience became even louder.

"Okay Rongrong, it's time for you to perform, go quickly." Bai Shuo pushed Ning Rongrong from behind and sent him to the Soul Fighting Platform.

After stepping onto the soul fighting platform, Ning Rongrong let out a sigh and thought to himself: Rongrong is not afraid, Bai Shuo is watching me from behind! I can't let him down!

Ning Rongrong's appearance was not like the naked man's appearance. His high shouting continued silent in an instant. Everyone in the audience looked at each other. This is a lie...

They knew that this was a duel between the Soul Lord and the Soul King, but they didn't know the age of the Soul Lord. Now it seems... the Soul Lord below is probably not even ten years old!

"Refund! Refund! The Great Soul Fighting Arena deceives consumers! Everyone complain with me!"

"That's it! How could such a young child be the Soul Lord? Do you think we are fools?"
Chapter completed!