Chapter forty-fifth and a half things seem to be so different from what I imagined
The next days in the Great Soul Arena.
Blade should be the most leisurely of the few people.
Practice, read books, go out for a walk, and fight.
This is about ten days when the Blade was first.
It became like this later.
Practice, read books, go out for a walk, watch Tang San and others fight.
What exactly happened that led to the Blade living this decaying and decaying life?
It depends on what Blade has done these days.
Individual battle, fifteen games, all wins; two-person battle, fifteen games, all wins; team battle, four games, overwhelming victory.
It was okay at the beginning, but after winning again and again, as long as the four words "Blade of Light" appear in the battle list, the crowd will flock to the bet place crazily.
Even if the Great Fighting Soul Party adjusts the rate of the blade to 15, it will be difficult to stop this crazy behavior.
Small money flows outwards.
Generally, the Great Soul Field, which never interferes in the battle, really had to take the initiative to communicate in-depth with Blade. After receiving the other party's full of "sincerity", Blade spoke to the master and then ceased to fight.
Now he lives his little life as comfortable as he is.
The blade sat next to Flander and looked at the book.
He is in the single-player area of the Great Soul Arena.
They are all interesting battles, it's better not to read them, but the book he is reading is a bit more interesting.
"The Secret History of Heavenly Fighting".
Flander took a quick look and felt dirt! It was hard to see!
Unexpectedly, this kid read these books, but he was shameless in public, which was really unconventional!
Flander coughed lightly: "Blade, don't read these books in public, it's really annoying."
Blade looked up at Flander for no reason and said, "Dean, why is this annoying? This is a serious history book."
Flander glared: "You still dare to argue!"
Blade handed the book helplessly: "Dean, please take a look at it yourself."
Fland said with a stern face: "How can our soul masters let such dirt defile their eyes?"
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"Hmm? It's really a serious historical book? What is the author's intention to insert these irrelevant dirt pictures?"
Flander raised his eyebrows deeply.
Blade said: "It is probably to attract readers to buy it."
Take the book and continue reading.
Books are good books, and the contents are quite rigorous, but they will appear relatively boring. Perhaps because of this, I have to add some eye-catching palace secret paintings.
The battle in the center of the stage is over.
Ma Hongjun narrowly won the game and got off the stage in a little embarrassed manner.
In the two-person battlefield, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are in a two-person battle.
Yes, someone was abandoned.
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Days pass by day by day.
One month.
During this month's battle, everyone became the focus of the audience's attention.
But these are all false.
Real things should be visible and touched and held in your hands.
It is strength.
After a month of continuous battle, everyone has gained a lot.
The blade broke through level 26 and entered level 27, Dai Mubai was at level 38, Ning Rongrong reached level 27, and Zhu Zhuqing was at level 28. Others were the same.
With everyone's record, the silver level has long been reached. I want to convert the combat points into the fighting level on the side of the Great Soul Fighting Field.
As for the blade, the Silver Soul Fighting Medal has long been obtained, which is also one of the sincerity of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
The master has also formulated the next training plan.
Tonight is their last team battle here.
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The master was treated rudely by the staff when registering for a team battle!
Then even Manager Ao from the Great Soul Fighting Arena came to make things difficult for the master.
What exactly happened?
Why did the representatives of the Great Soul Fighting Arena come to the door in person?
It turned out that three days ago, several nobles from Soto City united to find a strong team of seven to play.
A large area of the vault in every battle will be vacated.
Since they only played two or three games, the strength they showed was not nearly as strong as they were, and the ratio could not be adjusted directly. Otherwise, it would not only ruin its reputation, but also cause collective pressure from the nobles.
Even the multiplier major effect will not be ideal, because all the damn nobles are poor and only money is left.
His uncle's!
So they want to find a strong level 30 team as the thug!
The Shrek Eight Monsters are undoubtedly the best choice they can find right now.
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The master agreed.
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"Where has the blade gone?" The master looked at everyone and spoke lightly.
Tang San said: "Blade Feng said he didn't have to go out and stroll around anyway."
master:"……"
He suddenly felt that he might have agreed to it too much...
Chapter completed!