Chapter 95

(two more)

The night is long, and many people are destined to lose sleep tonight.

As one of the most important cities in the Kingdom of Barak, even at night, there are a few places where lights can be seen vaguely in the city.

Along the flat main road paved with bluestone floor all the way forward, reaching the center of Soto City, in addition to the nearby City Lord's Mansion, there is a building called Wuhun Temple.

This is a huge dome building. The whole building is blue-black and looks solemn and solemn. In front of the gate of Wuhun Hall, two rows of soldiers in fine armor are holding long spears. Standing on both sides of the door holding hands.

Every soldier, the faint fluctuation of soul power on his body, showed the strength of the great soul master level, which made people look at him.

On the top of the door, there is a huge mark of the Spirit Hall, a long sword and a heavy hammer, in a crossed shape, with the cold spear passing through, revealing Sen Han's aura.

This is the Martial Soul Hall of Soto City, also known as the Main Hall of Martial Soul.

There are Spirit Halls in every city on the mainland, and different Spirit Halls have different scales.

The first is the Martial Spirit Hall, which is the lowest configuration.

The second is Wuhunzi Hall.

The third is the main hall of martial arts, which is only available in big cities.

The fourth is the Spirit Temple, which is only found in the capitals of the two major empires on the mainland.

The fifth is the Pope's Palace, where only the boss of the Wuhun Palace lives.

In addition, there is the legendary worship hall. It is said that only the titled Douluo can enter it.

From the fact that Soto City has a third-class main hall of martial arts, we can see the prosperity of Soto City.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

In the darkness, there was a sound of hoofs.

A fast horse galloped down the road, raising a cloud of dust behind it.

The fast horse reached the door of the main hall of the spirit, and the rider suddenly tightened the reins.

The rider turned over and got off the horse, looking anxious. After being checked by the guard, he hurried into the door.

The main hall of Wuhun is more ornately decorated than the branch halls. The huge dome is covered with various murals, with simple lines and gorgeous perimeters, outlining various patterns of Wuhun, among which the seraph is used as the main hall. Lord, full of sacred majesty, making people admire.

It is distributed in the hall, with the north as the respect.

On the north side of the main hall, sitting on the main seat facing south, there is a carved rosewood seat with a huge jade inlaid on the back of the seat.

An old man sat on the carved wooden seat of rosewood. The wrinkles on his face were like slashing by a knife, covered with black dots of age spots, and a pair of dark eyes were quite impressive.

The old man looked to be in his eighties, and his white robe was spotless.

He was the Bishop of Besca that Yang Ming had seen frequently in the past.

At this moment, Bishop Besca looked calm and arrogant, quietly staring at the rider kneeling on the ground, saying:

"I told you to keep an eye on Yang Ming, how are you doing?"

The rider lowered his head and said:

"Reporting to the bishop, the humble post is to report information about Yang Ming to you."

Bishop Besca leaned on the back of the chair with a graceful posture, saying:

"Let me guess, has Yang Ming joined the academy run by our Spirit Hall?"

When Bishop Besca said these words, he seemed to be holding Chi-joo.

After all, he has spent many years arranging for Yang Ming's grandfather, Old Jack, and he is also exempting Yang Ming from tuition and miscellaneous fees, doing his best to win people's hearts.

Moreover, he also issued a notice to the various colleges and universities in Soto City, he did not believe it, Yang Ming could still escape from his palm!

"This……"

The rider hesitated slightly, but finally he bit the bullet and said:

"Yang Ming has now joined Shrek Academy."

"what!"

Bishop Besca was furious, his white hair was extremely angry, and his body exuded the soul power fluctuations of a high-level soul master, forming a powerful coercion, like a heavy mountain pressing on the shoulders of the rider, causing him to kneel on both knees. , the whole waist can't stand up.

After a while, Bishop Besca let out a heavy breath, and said:

"Shrek Academy, what academy is this?"

Bishop Beska closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, and finally found information about Shrek Academy from the corner of his memory.

There's no way, who said that now, Shrek Academy has not been established for many years, and it is not very famous at all.

When Bishop Besca sent a notice to the major colleges and universities in Soto City, Shrek College was automatically ignored.

"Damn!"

When she thought that the person she had worked so hard to win over was actually cut off, Besca felt angry.

But, the most important thing is not this!

"How should I explain to that adult?"

Bishop Besca felt a pain in his head when he thought of that young, overbearing adult. Back then, he had sworn to guarantee that he would definitely win over Yang Ming for the Spirit Hall.

After all, a genius with innate full soul power, dual martial spirits, and the first spirit ring is a ten thousand year spirit ring, which is also a huge wealth for Wuhun Hall.

At the moment, seeing Yang Ming, the cooked duck, about to fly away, Bishop Besca couldn't help but flash a icy chill in his eyes.

It's like licking a dog to the end of a person who has nothing, and finally wants to hack the object to death in anger, his heart is full of revenge anger!

"Since this Yang Ming won't eat toast, then give him a penalty bar!"

After releasing a cruel word, Bishop Besca walked to the office and took out a piece of information about Shrek Academy from the drawer.

Obviously, Spirit Hall attaches great importance to information from various places. Even a lesser-known academy like Shrek Academy has made a simple list.

When he saw that the principal and teacher of Shrek Academy were actually composed of Soul Saint and Soul Emperor, Bishop Besca narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that it is a bit difficult to send assassins to forcefully break into Shrek Academy, which will create a lot of noise."

Rough finger pads rubbed across the paper, and finally settled on a line of fonts.

One of the teaching contents of Shrek Academy is to let the students go to the Soto Battle Arena to practice and train their combat skills.

There are three types of spirits in the Soto Battle Arena.

The first is the game, that is, to learn from each other, and it is forbidden to kill with ruthless hands.

The second is a life-and-death struggle to resolve irreconcilable disputes.

The third type is the betting fight. The Great Soul Arena is the referee. Both sides of the betting fight will send the same number of spirit masters to compete, and the final winner will receive everything in the bet.

There are also three types of competitions, one-on-one, two-on-two, and group battles.

"Soto Battle Arena?"

A look of thought flashed in Bishop Besca's eyes, obviously he had already made up his mind on how to kill Yang Ming.