Chapter 52: Judge with Strange Eyes (First Update)

Three days later.

Soto city, street.

Dai Mubai took the lead, followed by Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San followed with Xiao Wu, Oscar was beside Ning Rongrong asking for help, and Ma Hongjun was alone, looking around at this time.

The seven-member team of Shrek Academy walked on the street like a stranger.

"Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena, here we come!" Dai Mubai said domineeringly.

Tang San raised his head and stared at the tall ring-shaped building in front of him.

Soto Fighting Spirit Arena, I want to see what kind of opponent you can arrange for me this time!

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Soto Great Spirit Arena.

Huo Yuhao was in a high position, leisurely watching the rookies pecking each other in the field below.

At this time, the maid came forward respectfully and whispered in his ear.

Huo Yuhao cast his gaze downwards and immediately saw "Thousand-Armed Shura" and others.

This time, unlike three days ago, seven people came.

Although they all wore half-covering iron masks, they were nothing in front of Huo Yuhao's eyes. He quickly distinguished them based on their positions and appearance:

Black leather jacket, hot figure, fair skin and beautiful face, cat ears on top of her head - Zhu Zhuqing

Sapphire blue princess dress, long chestnut hair, grace and elegance, etiquette and rules - Ning Rongrong

A handsome young man who has just shaved his beard and has a bit of a mean smile. He always hangs around the girl in the sapphire blue princess dress to show his attentiveness. He looks like a licking dog - Oscar

Mogan has a Western-style hair style, is short, fat, frustrated, and has a vulgar temperament - Ma Hongjun

They are all out in force, which is interesting.

Huo Yuhao's eyes only glanced briefly at them, and then fell on Tang San.

His injuries have been basically healed. After all, there are healing soul masters.

Looking at his hesitant and ambitious look, he is very confident.

At this time, the organizer's manager hurried over and turned away the maid who was waiting on the side.

"Sir, Senju Shura has arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena. There is still about an hour left before his one-on-one single match. This is the soul master waiting for us in the Soul Fighting Arena. Do you need to choose?" the manager presented. A list.

"No need." Huo Yuhao didn't even look at it. "Help me register an identity and arrange a duel with him."

The manager was stunned for a moment, "You mean...exit yourself?!"

Zi Ling was also confused.

Is that "Thousand-Armed Shura" your goal in love? !

"What's the problem with the second-ring soul master duel?" Huo Yuhao asked.

Zi Ling couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Second ring soul master? Are you a liar? I saw you get the third ring with my own eyes.

Besides, has anyone seen a three-ring soul master with red, purple, and platinum soul rings?

"...No problem. May I ask what your registration information is? What is your code name?" the manager said respectfully.

"Judge Cunning Eyes." Huo Yuhao said calmly.

In order to avoid mistakes in the communication, the manager immediately asked the maid to bring a pen and paper and asked Huo Yuhao to mention the words.

Huo Yuhao followed the instructions and wrote four words on it.

…

Fighting Spirit Arena, Central Hall.

After Tang San selected his opponent, he couldn't help but be startled when he saw the code name.

Dai Mubai reached over and took a look.

"Judge Cunning Eye?!"

"You can tell he's not a good person just by hearing his name." Ma Hongjun appeared behind Tang San and complained as he looked at the lottery paper.

"Boss Dai, have you met such a person before?" Tang San raised his head and asked.

Dai Mubai shook his head, "I've never heard of this character. I'm afraid this is the opponent specially prepared for you in the Soto Soul Fighting Arena. It's probably not going to be simple."

"Third brother has won twelve games in a row, are you still afraid of something weird?" Ma Hongjun said.

"That's true. Third brother's strength is obvious to all." Ning Rongrong nodded slightly.

"Yeah." Oscar also had considerable trust in Tang San's strength.

"Besides, third brother's Zhuge Divine Crossbow is so powerful, so it can't be a god blocking the killing god?" Ma Hongjun said.

Dai Mubai suddenly raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid we can't place our hopes on the Zhuge Divine Crossbow."

"Why?" Xiao Wu asked in surprise.

"The power of that hidden weapon is too great, and it is not directly related to one's own strength. It is easy to operate. There will probably be restrictions on the Soul Fighting Arena, and foreign objects are not allowed to be used." Dai Mubai explained.

When everyone at the scene thought about it, it seemed to make sense.

Since they want to target the third brother/mistress, they will inevitably put forward various restrictions to weaken the third brother/mistress' trump card.

In fact, there was another crucial factor that Dai Mubai did not elaborate on - such a duel would not be enjoyable to watch.

The audience paid money to come to the Soul Fighting Arena to watch the duel between soul masters. If they could use hidden weapons to kill and clear the arena instantly, the audience would not pay at all, which would naturally affect the revenue of the Soul Fighting Arena.

If fundamental interests are touched, they will naturally be strangled.

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VIP box.

Huo Yuhao was wearing a loose black robe, with half a bronze mask on his face, revealing a pair of purple-gold eyes.

Zi Ling looked up and down beside him.

This guy looks quite stylish when dressed up.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand and took the bronze token from the silver plate held by the maid.

"Sir, do you need to place a bet for this duel?" the manager asked respectfully.

"One million gold soul coins, I will win by myself." Huo Yuhao said calmly, turned around and walked out of the box.

"...Okay." The manager responded.

Zi Ling jumped off the sofa and followed Huo Yuhao, preparing to go to the auditorium.

——

The big soul fighting arena.

Tang San entered the arena wearing half a bronze mask, but was stopped by the staff in advance before he even set foot in the arena.

In response, Tang San raised his hand from his waist, and the Zhuge Divine Crossbow appeared in his hand.

The staff member put it away knowingly and told him that it would be returned after the duel.

Tang San didn't say anything, turned around and stepped onto the field.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he immediately caused a wave of cheers from the audience.

"Thousand-hand Shura", "Thousand-hand Shura"

Almost the entire audience was shouting his name.

Tang San's mouth curled up a faint smile, and his eyes immediately fell on the figure standing opposite the field.

His opponent was slender, wearing a gorgeous loose black robe, with a half bronze mask on his face, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

Is he the Weird Eye Judge?

Tang San felt a little alert in his heart.

To be specially arranged by the Great Fighting Spirit Field, the opponent probably has some means.

Then came a beautiful female commentator with flying spirit skills.

Accompanied by her passionate information introduction.

"Thousand-hand Shura, a rising star who has risen in a short period of time, has achieved a perfect record of twelve wins in twelve games in just one month. His strength is impeccable!"

"His opponent today is the Weird Eye Judge. This Weird Eye Judge is a new face in our arena. Although there is no information about the match yet, he is obviously a rookie player who cannot be underestimated because he can become the opponent of Thousand-hand Shura."

"Next, let's announce the current payout ratio this time!" The female commentator introduced in a high-pitched and passionate manner.

Then, a curtain suddenly appeared behind her, showing Thousand-hand Shura VS Weird Eye Judge, with a payout ratio of 1.2:1.8

This is still a relatively close value, which also proves from the side that the strength level of both sides will not be too different.

The audience at the scene had already placed bets in advance, and they were shouting and looking forward to the start of the game.

"Friends who have not placed bets yet, please hurry up, and leave the stage to them next. Let's look forward to it--" The gorgeous female commentator flapped her snow-white wings and flew away from the arena, and the referee took over.

"Please invite both parties to open their martial spirits!"