The key is that when Wu Jinsong completes the task, he can get equal rewards. Then, if he completes this task, he will get two Divine River Assaulters?

But it would be useless for him to ask for this Shenhe Assaulter.

After thinking for a while, Ning Ye did not ask about the system, threw this doubt behind his head, looked at Wu Jinsong with a serious face, and pursed his lips.

No matter what, the mission must be taken. Even if there is no benefit this time, when the Shenhe Assaulter gets it and uses it for Wu Jinsong, he will be stronger and he will take on more tasks.

"Come here and pick your own license plate."

The first game has been decided, and it doesn’t matter to the subsequent brands.

Everyone chose their favorite license plate, which did not mean that they were relaxed, but they just let go of some psychological pressure.

The private room fell into silence, and several students found a place, sat cross-legged, and practiced their soul power in order to improve some time before fighting the soul.

Looking at the number 89 plate in his hand, Wu Jinsong thought for a moment, picked up the photo bead on the ground, walked to the corner, and watched the battle scene again.

Flander looked at them, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked out of the private room.

...

Standing under the audience and looking at the main soul fighting arena specially vacated for this event, Ning Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

The main soul fighting arena is very active and has a diameter of fifty meters. Not to mention the soul master fighting souls at level 20 or 30, even if it is the battle of the Soul King Soul Emperor, it can be fully accommodated.

The audience station under the arena was surrounded by all sides and was even more vast. Ning Ye glanced at him and saw that there were thousands of seats alone.

What is even more surprising is that at least half of the seats are full. Although they are keeping a low voice, there is a bit noisy one in the number of people.

"come on."

Several of Shrek's men cheered Wu Jinsong up. Wu Jinsong nodded and looked at Ning Ye with a calm expression.

"I will do my best in teacher."

Ning Ye smiled faintly: "Yes."

He gave everything he deserved.

The Dexing Gun and the simple version of black armor are not worthy of the soul master.

If Wu Jinsong can lose in this way, then he really needs to think carefully about whether to bring Wu Jinsong back to the furnace and rebuild it.

At the Soul Fighting Platform, there was already a middle-aged man with a cold face standing in the center of the platform.

The man glanced around the audience and, facing the man's cold gaze, the entire soul fighting field instantly became quiet.

No one in Tianshui City knows that this soul fighting is jointly organized by the Tianshui Soul Fighting Arena, Tianshui Academy, and Tianshui City Lord. Anyone who can show up on such an occasion is not a simple person.

"This time is the 14th soul fighting competition of the Tianshui Festival. Participants need to know that harmony is the most important thing, and they will take action until they are done."

Although the man didn't speak loudly, as the soul power fluctuated, it spread throughout the Tawau area.

"During the fighting spirit, no person shall interfere. If there is any violation, it will be deemed to be a provocation to the organizer, and the organizer will have the right to take it down."

After saying that, the man's body swelled and there was a circle of pure white hair on his skin. The most attractive thing was that he had three inches long horns on his head, and five soul rings were rhythmic on his body, and a powerful aura burst out.

"First, please send out the soul masters of both sides of our soul fighting this time, and invite Li Ming, the war soul master of the Black Panther Beast martial soul."

The man said lightly with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Looking at the young man slowly climbing onto the stage from the other side, Wu Jinsong had no mood swings.

He had known about it long ago if he wanted to fight this person.

"Li Ming! Li Ming!"

I don’t know who initiated it, but a group of carnival sounded at the fighting spirit arena. Almost 70% of the audience looked at the smiling young man, with a sense of fanaticism in their eyes.

The cold man frowned slightly, but said nothing.

As a dangerous figure in fighting souls, Li Ming is naturally the focus of popularity in fighting souls. It is no exaggeration to say that more than half of the people here are coming for Li Ming.

Half of them came for this century-old event. As for whom the person they were against, no one cared about.

Li Ming looked at the audience in the carnival, a strange smile rose from the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was enjoying this moment.

After three or five seconds, the cheers fell, and the cold man said, "Next, we will invite our mysterious Master No. 89. For this soul master, there is not much information record in our soul fighting arena, but I believe that it will give everyone a satisfactory soul fighting battle."

Wu Jinsong glanced at Ning Ye, said to Flanders and the others, and walked onto the stage.

"Shh!"

A booed sound instantly at the audience stage, especially although Wu Jinsong was not short, his face was obviously still a little tender.

"This battle of souls is important to be harmonious. If you lose and admit defeat in time, the winner will not continue to take action, otherwise you will be directly disqualified."

The cold man looked at Wu Jinsong with a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he understood the order he had been ordered before.

"Oh yell, I'm still facing a child this time. Why? Are you afraid that I'm going to this level in the fighting arena? I can only arrange a child to fight for me."

Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong, who was only a few meters away from him, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cruel: "Child, you have grown all your teeth, so come here."

Listening to these words, Wu Jinsong stared at him expressionlessly.

The Youth Association made a statement and mocked him, and what he thought about now was how to win faster and more perfectly, and to show it well in front of the teacher.

Li Ming tsk twice: "Oh, this little look is really scaring me to death."

Wu Jinsong still stared at him expressionlessly.

Li Ming felt a little unhappy, and his eyes were filled with a hint of harshness: "Child, don't come out to wander as soon as weaned, the world outside is still very dangerous."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh by the way, the milk you drank is really good. I have tasted it a few times, it is really good."

Wu Jinsong's face turned gloomy.

No matter how Li Ming mocks him, it's okay, but why do you involve others?

Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong's face and understood it. He continued to smile and said, "Yes, just this expression. Your father was kneeling aside and watching me drink milk."

Wu Jinsong's face turned dark: "You are looking for death."

"It's not about words, don't say anything more."

The cold man looked at Li Ming, and his eyebrows were also displeased.

He had heard before that Li Ming was very mean, but he didn't expect that he was so mean.

"Sir, I'm just talking. Look at this kid, I just can't hold back."

After being scolded, Li Ming still smiled.

"The fighting spirit begins."

The cold and snorted without saying anything, and snorted coldly, retreated suddenly, retreated directly to the edge of the soul fighting platform, watching the two of them fighting.

Li Ming smiled and looked at Wu Jinsong holding the black golden spear in his hand: "This is too urgent, it's exactly the same as your mother."

Wu Jinsong's face returned to calm, and the black golden spear was held in his hand, and the simple black armor was possessed instantly.
Chapter completed!