Douluo: Soul Power Lock, intercepting the Zhu sisters

Chapter 6 Fighting Spirit!

"How can I participate in the fighting spirit?" Dai Yao asked.

"The fighting arena in the academy is usually used for sparring and settling grudges. As long as you can match an opponent, Your Highness can fight with others."

"And if Your Highness can become the number one in the Fighting Spirit Arena list, you will receive a reward of 10,000 gold soul coins every month." Yang Mingxin spoke softly, introducing the rules and uses of the academy's Fighting Spirit Arena.

"Are there many people fighting spirits on a regular basis?" Dai Yao couldn't help but frown when he saw there was only one fighting spirit arena.

It seems that if he wants to fight, he still needs to queue up!
What a waste of precious time!
“There are quite a few, most of them are students at the Grand Soul Master level and the First-Ring Soul Master level. As for the Three-Ring Soul Masters, they basically go to the Xingluo Grand Soul Fighting Arena in the city to fight.” Yang Mingxin replied softly.

“However, if Your Highness does not want to wait and only wants to fight with others, you can choose to rent a fighting arena, but you need to pay a rental fee of ten gold soul coins per hour!” Yang Mingxin’s explanation was very comprehensive.

"Is that so..." Dai Yao nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Mingxin leads the way in front.

"Are you signing up? Your name and soul power level." The teacher in charge of registration spoke when he saw Dai Yao and the other two approaching.

"Dai Yao, a fourteenth-level first-ring soul master." Dai Yao said calmly.

"Level fourteen!"

Yang Mingxin and Dong Hui exclaimed at the same time.

What's the fuss about? It's just level 14, right?

There are plenty of first-ring soul masters in the academy!
and many more!

Dai Yao...

The teacher in charge of registration looked at Dai Yao with a dull expression.

Only then did he notice that on the chest of Dai Yao's platinum school uniform was embroidered a white tiger pattern that symbolized the Xingluo royal family.

"Zhang Bai, pays respect to His Highness!" Zhang Bai bowed 90 degrees, his voice trembling slightly.

"Don't be nervous, I want to book a fighting spirit arena." Dai Yao took out fifty gold soul coins and placed them in front of the teacher in charge of registration.

The registration teacher looked at the bag of money handed over and was slightly stunned.

"Okay." The teacher took the money bag and said, "Your Highness, what kind of fighting spirit opponent do you want?"

"One-ring soul master, no level limit! In addition, let me add a rule. As long as he can defeat me, I will give him an extra thousand gold soul coins!" Dai Yao said lightly.

One thousand gold soul coins are his current total assets.

He is not like Davis, who is loved by Dai Tianyang and Zhu Yuqing and has no worries about money!
Although he was the eldest prince in name, apart from the fixed one hundred gold soul coins every month, he only had the inheritance left by Feng Ling.

The daily expenses of the mansion and the resources needed for daily cultivation are all included in it.

Fortunately, he only had three maids.

But in recent years, it has been almost consumed.

The registration teacher looked at Dai Yao in surprise and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Okay, I've written it down."

"When one of the fighting arenas is empty, you can go up." said the registration teacher.

Dai Yao turned and left.

"Your Highness, do you really want to fight with others?" Dong Hui asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Dai Yao nodded in response.

There are hundreds of spectator seats around the fighting arena.

Dai Yao brought sisters Yang Mingxin and Dong Hui to sit in the audience.

At this time, Dai Yao noticed a place where a large group of people were gathered and noisy noises were heard continuously.

Dai Yao took a closer look and saw that someone was setting up a market, which aroused his interest.

"Will there be any gambling when I fight my spirits later?" Dai Yao asked softly.

"Probably... there is." Yang Mingxin replied uncertainly.

Not much time.

When a fighting arena was empty, a person in charge of the fighting arena appeared on the stage and announced Dai Yao's matter.

When they learned of Dai Yao's request, many people looked interested.

Even the students on the four fighting arenas were looking at him in astonishment. On the fifth fighting arena.

"Ning Yuanzhi, soul power level 19! Soul Breaking Spear!"

"Grand Prince, if anything unexpected happens, I hope you will forgive me!"

In front of Dai Yao, a young man with a solemn expression was holding a pitch-black spear, with a yellow spirit ring surrounding him.

Compared to Dai Yao, Ning Yuanzhi is much taller.

"Come on." As soon as Dai Yao finished speaking, he took the initiative to attack.

"The first soul skill - breaking the air!" Ning Yuanzhi shouted in a low voice.

The yellow soul ring around him suddenly glowed.

The tip of the Earth-Splitting Spear was suddenly covered in black light.

The sharp aura overflows from the surface, making you suffocate!
At the same time, Ning Yuanzhi's speed also increased suddenly. He arrived in front of Dai Yao and fired a powerful shot towards Dai Yao's chest!
Dai Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and he moved sideways, reaching out to push away the spear that was about to fall on him.

Ning Yuanzhi saw that his attack missed, frowned, and swept his gun.

Dai Yao took the initiative, grabbed the gun with both hands, and kicked Ning Yuanzhi in the waist!

"what!"

Ning Yuanzhi only felt a huge force coming from his waist, and the pain instantly attacked his heart. He couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"Boom!"

Ning Yuanzhi retreated repeatedly, rolled to one side several times, covered his waist with his hands, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Back to you!"

Dai Yao turned around and threw the Earth-Splitting Spear towards Ning Yuanzhi.

"Collect!" Ning Yuanzhi quickly used the soul seal to put away the Earth-Splitting Spear.

"Crown Prince, it seems that you still don't understand the characteristics of weapon spirits. It is not realistic to use other people's spirits to attack others." Ning Yuanzhi forced a smile.

Dai Yao stepped forward again, his speed obviously faster.

"what happened!"

Ning Yuanzhi frowned and summoned the Earth-Splitting Spear again, ready to fight back.

"Ah!" Dai Yao's fist came whistling!

Ning Yuanzhi also hurriedly wielded the Earth-Splitting Spear.

The two of them immediately got entangled in a fight, and it was difficult to separate them!

"hateful!"

"Why is this happening!"

Ning Yuanzhi's forehead was covered with sweat and his body kept retreating.

He actually felt that his speed could not keep up with Dai Yao's attack frequency.

"Hah!" Dai Yao seized the opportunity when Ning Yuanzhi was resisting and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Whoa!"

Ning Yuanzhi felt his stomach churning and he spat out a mouthful of bitter water mixed with a little bright red.

"Qiang!"

Ning Yuanzhi flew backwards, and he drew a line of more than ten meters on the ground with the Earth-Splitting Spear, leaving a deep mark on the fighting arena.

What a heavy kick!
Ning Yuanzhi's face was full of solemnity, and the severe pain in his abdomen made the corners of his mouth tremble slightly.

"Your Highness, I surrender!" Ning Yuanzhi's low voice sounded.

"Go ahead." Dai Yao nodded.

Ning Yuanzhi, holding the Earth-Splitting Spear and covering his abdomen with his hands, stepped off the stage in embarrassment.

"Don't worry about my identity. If you want fighting spirits, just come!" Dai Yao looked around and said loudly.

However, the only response he got was silence!

(End of this chapter)