Chapter 142

Despite Dai mubai's inexplicable bickering and standing in line, Qin Jian resolutely stood with Tang San.

"Forget it, let them quarrel... It has nothing to do with me..."

Tang San heard Qin Jian's words, but he was neither laughing nor crying.

Obviously, all the contradictions revolve around him. It's funny to say that it has nothing to do with him

Frank didn't care about the disputes among several people. He looked at the sky and said, "time is almost up. Let's go first. I'll tell you the rest when we get to the scene."

While walking to Soto's big fighting soul field, frande simply told Qin Jian about the rest of the fighting soul field.

And they feel even more shocked when they are close.

Because the Soto arena is oval in shape, with a height of 120 meters, and can accommodate 60000 spectators at the same time.

Walking into the big fight soul field, the first thing you see is a huge stone tablet with numerous names carved on it.

Frande told Qin Jian that these names were the dead in the soul fight.

It is very simple to register for fighting Soul here. You only need to fill in a form including name, age, place of birth and martial soul, and you can get the initial iron fighting soul badge. Of course, each person needs to pay 10 gold coins as the registration fee.

Qin Jian looked at the keyboard under the staff's hand and said, "is it so modern? It's still a green axis keyboard..."

"Crackling!"

At this time, Xiaowu suddenly pinched his fist and made a sound: "I haven't fought for a long time. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Really, I haven't become a battle maniac for several years?" Qin Jian squinted.

"Omitted..."

Little dance made a funny face.

Frank just smiled: "the fighting Soul here is not as simple as fighting. Don't be careless."

"However, if one game a day is not enough, you can also participate in two-on-two. In that form, each group can also participate in one game in the evening," he added.

"Wow, OK, OK, brother, let's form a team?" Xiaowu immediately pulled Qin Jiandao excitedly.

Tang San saw her, "Xiao San, why don't we form a group?"

Maybe I'm a little sorry to see Tang San alone. Xiaowu came forward and suggested.

Tang San shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm tired of fighting too many times a day. I'll be alone for the time being. If I want to form a team in the future, I can follow boss Dai or Ma Hongjun."

Little dance, I'm relieved.

"By the way, you three girls come here."

Qin Jian suddenly greeted Zhu Zhuqing. They were confused when they looked at each other.

Until I followed Qin Jian to the corner, I found that he took out the greatest and most hateful invention of later generations, that is... Three pairs of different colors... Leggings!

He handed it over and said, "Oh, you'll wear this under your skirt and fight your soul."

The girls looked at each other and immediately knew the function of the shorts.

"With this, you'll never walk away." Qin Jian smiled.

Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu quickly took it over. When Zhu Zhuqing reached out, Qin Jian suddenly took it back: "no, Zhu Qing, you're leather pants, don't..."

Shua

The next moment his black leggings disappeared

"Qin Jian, what did you ask them to do?"

Seeing Qin Jian walking back alone, Tang San asked curiously.

"Well... I gave each of them a copy of the greatest invention of this century." Qin Jian smiled.

Tang Sanhao said strangely, "what is it?"

Qin Jian said, "you'll know when they play later."

At this time, on the soul fighting platform, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo was standing in the center of the suspended rostrum, a Soul Ring flashed on his body, and a microphone appeared in his hand.

Qin Jian's head was covered with black lines: "Wu soul is actually a microphone, which can be used as much as possible..."

"There are many strange martial spirits and everything," Tang San said with a smile.

Shua!

The host controlled the rostrum to fly around the soul fighting field, roaring past in the attention of the crowd, causing bursts of cheers, and the atmosphere became hot in an instant.

Just like a nightclub

He said excitedly: "next, we will have the first one-on-one fight of souls. There will be two big soul masters. They are big soul masters with animal martial spirit jade rabbit. They will compete with Qingbao, a big soul master with animal martial spirit iron horn ox who has won two consecutive games!"

The tone called a cadence, which immediately raised the atmosphere of the whole soul fighting field.

"Let's wait and see whether Qingbao great soul master can continue his brilliance and win three consecutive victories, or whether the newly arrived soul master Xiaowu will win!"

"This is the gold medal anchor de Levin!" Qin Jiandao.

"What's the gold medal?" Tang San didn't hear clearly.

"Well, nothing..."

Qin Jian said, "how long do you think it will take for Xiaowu to fight this Qingbao?"

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "I guess it won't take five minutes."

"I guess three minutes!" Qin Jian said with both hands in his arms.

"Shit, are you too confident?"

Ma Hongjun couldn't help interrupting: "it's good to win in the soul fighting field for the first time. Five minutes? What do you think!"