Seven Star Academy,

Morning.

Even though the big incident of assassinating the king and killing the driver happened last night, to the students in the college, it seemed as if it was an alien object from the sky.

Emperor Tiandou and civilian students live on the same continent, but they will never have any intersection in their lives.

Oscar sold out his sausages, closed the stall, stretched, and then went to the back hill to find Ajie.

The back mountain is the most beautiful place of Qixing College, where it is always full of vitality.

At this time, in the back mountain, everyone was gathered around a place to watch the battle, and they cheered from time to time.

"What is this for?" Oscar asked.

Ajie was hunched over and lazily sitting on the ground with his head propped up. After hearing what Oscar said, he

He explained:

"It's a simulated fighting spirit. The people on the field now are Sister Ling'er and a senior student."

"Even if these seniors are soul masters, they cannot threaten Sister Ling'er."

Oscar wanted to pick his head, but there was still oil on his hands, so he quietly smeared it on Ajie's clothes.

"..." Ajie.

Do you think you wiped it very covertly?

"Yes, I also think that the efficiency of fighting souls in this way is too low."

Mu Heguang also came over,

He said helplessly:

"Our goal is to win the championship in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, not just to play with them."

"Pah——"

As soon as he finished speaking,

A figure was kicked away, and Yuan Ling'er walked over easily and explained to them:

"But Dad hasn't come back yet. I want Dad to take me to the Great Soul Fighting Arena."

"Sister Ling'er, you usually don't stick to Uncle Yuan very much, do you?" Ajie, a straight man, said again in a desperate tone.

"..." Yuan Ling'er.

He talks the most.

"Hi!"

Oscar suddenly shouted loudly:

"I heard Bingbing say,

There is a place in Tiandou City that specializes in underground soul fighting, which is more exciting than a regular soul fighting arena, how about we go there."

But everyone’s attention was focused on ‘Bingbing’. It took them a long time to realize that ‘Bingbing’ refers to Shui Bing’er.

"You are making progress so fast? You call her Bingbing." Yuan Ling'er looked at Oscar gossiping.

"Aoao baby~Bingbing~" Ajie imitated.

"Ahhh! Go to hell, Ajie!"

Oscar blushed, but raised his head proudly,

Very sweet.

"Are you going?" Mu Heguang also asked Yuan Ling'er with a smile.

Yuan Ling'er hesitated and said: "This fighting arena of yours...is it serious?"

"Um?"

"Dad often says that minors are prohibited from visiting some places, especially those with the word 'underground'." Yuan Ling'er explained.

Oscar thought for a while,

Smiling evilly:

"The fighting spirit arena is a place to show your strength. Although it is called 'underground', it might just be built underground, so it's not a bad place?

besides……

Sister Ling'er, don't you want to have an adventure where you can walk away like an adult?

We must be our own masters!”

Every word Oscar said was powerful and resounding, and he waved his arms like a speaker from a big city.

Yuan Ling'er got sick, and the restless genes in her bones began to cause trouble.

She patted her thigh:

"Go! We are not children, why can't we go!"

"right!"

Oscar started talking when he saw Yuan Ling'er, and his howling became even more fierce.

A few people left as soon as they were told,

After leaving the school gate, I got on a carriage and headed slowly and leisurely to Tiandou City.

In less than an hour, they entered Tiandou City,

Oscar leads the way,

He asked a few ferocious-looking gangsters, and after dozens of twists and turns, he finally located the location of the underground spirit fighting arena.

A bookstore.

"Is this really a place for soul fighting?"

Mu Heguang looked at this elegant bookstore and couldn't help but wonder.

"It's here, but it doesn't seem to be called the Underground Soul Fighting Arena. It's called the Underground Arena."

Oscar scratched his head and realized that he had remembered his name incorrectly.

Yuan Ling'er didn't care so much, she took the lead and stepped into the bookstore.

"What books does the guest want?"

The bookstore manager wears glasses, crosses his legs, and is reading lazily.

Yuan Ling'er couldn't help but think of Yuan Xunlu's advice to her:

When you go out to hang out, be sure not to mess with a boss who looks lazy. He/she is probably a strong person.

Yuan Xunlu's face was serious when he said this, and Yuan Ling'er still remembers it.

"We want to see the underground spirit fighting arena." Yuan Ling'er told the truth.

"First of all, it's a gladiatorial arena, not a soul fighting arena."

The bookstore owner lazily picked up a cup of coffee,

explain:

"Secondly, minors are prohibited from visiting the arena, don't you know?"

"We are soul masters."

Yuan Ling'er said, while placing hundreds of gold soul coins in the bag on the boss's table.

"Ha~

It turns out to be the soul master, please come in."

The bookstore owner said something coy and pretentious, then waved his hand and said: "Open the door for them."

The waiter in the bookstore helped Yuan Ling'er open the door to the underground, and the hot air surged up inside.

The thick smell of cigarettes, pungent spirits and seductive perfume mixed together, like some kind of strong stimulant, making your heart beat faster.

"Please come in."

The waiter bowed and smiled.

"ladies and gentlemen!"

The host stood on the stage and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Jazz vs. Skinny Monkey!"

"Hoo ho ho ho ho!"

The audience here were obviously well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, but they roared like wild beasts.

“So noisy!”

Mu Heguang couldn't stand the noise. The sound was like a dozen beasts locked in the same cage.
To be continued...