Douluo, there is a system but I don't want to use it

Chapter 20: First Fighting Spirit

Seeing the vines entangled with him, the mad lion quickly changed direction to avoid them. However, this reduced his speed.

Seeing that the mad lion was slowing down, Fang Tian took a sudden step forward, and drew his sword with his right hand, slashing at the mad lion's chest and abdomen.

The first soul ring around the mad lion lit up, and it suddenly accelerated backwards to dodge the blade.

"How despicable! You actually used external objects." The mad lion was almost chopped down and cursed angrily.

"Haha, the fighting spirit arena does not explicitly prohibit the use of weapons, you can use them anyway." Fang Tian retorted with a smile.

The mad lion was choked by this, and then quickly retorted: "Everyone comes to the Soul Fighting to improve themselves. These external objects are useless when you are at a high level. How can you improve yourself by relying on external objects? Then why do you come to the Soul Fighting?"

As he spoke, the mad lion accelerated again and attacked Fang Tian with its claws.

Fang Tian dodged the attack and replied: My sword is also a part of me. When the level is higher, I can change it to a better sword. Why can't I improve myself? "

While refuting the words of the mad lion, Fang Tian controlled a vine to wrap around his left leg.

The mad lion dodged and said, "Wow, I'm so mad at you, a guy who doesn't play by the rules. I must break your legs today!" The mad lion said as he slapped Fang Tian in the face.

"Everyone can brag, come on!" Fang Tian challenged.

Fang Tian and Kuang Shi started a round-based game, hitting each other, but after five minutes, neither of them could hit the other. The audience was speechless, were you guys playing house?
The mad lion was a little anxious at this time, because he found that after fighting for five minutes, Fang Tian's face was not red and he was not out of breath, while his soul power was almost used up by half.

The mad lion suddenly realized that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

"Frenzy!" The mad lion's second soul ring suddenly lit up, launching his killer move.

The height of the mad lion suddenly increased by about 20 centimeters, and his body was so muscular that his clothes were torn. His eyes turned completely blood red, which was terrifying.

As soon as Fang Tian saw this situation, he knew that this was an explosive soul skill, and he just had to hold on.

Fang Tian had a serious expression and was ready for battle.

"Roar!" The mad lion roared and rushed towards Fang Tian, ​​and its speed was twice as fast as before!
"This frenzy is really powerful! It has doubled its speed. Looking at the Mad Lion's physical condition, its strength may have also doubled!" Fang Tian thought silently in his heart.

Fang Tian dodged at full speed, and his body even left an afterimage!
While Fang Tian dodged, he did not forget to control the vines to wrap around the mad lion and harass it.

At this time, Fang Tian's martial soul potato seedlings had spread to a radius of thirty meters. Within the range of the vines, vines continued to wrap around the mad lion.

The mad lion's mind was somewhat blurred at this time, and he could no longer completely avoid being entangled by the vines. Once entangled, he could only break free by force.

And when he breaks free, Fang Tian will seize the opportunity to stab him.

Because of the frenzy, the defense of the mad lion was also improved. Fang Tian's knife was just an ordinary knife, and at this time it could only cut the mad lion's skin and make him bleed.

Although Fang Tian could not cause decisive damage to the mad lion, from the outside, the mad lion looked extremely embarrassed. His body was covered with knife wounds, his clothes were tattered, and his expression was crazy!
The mad lion chased Fang Tian all over the field, but couldn't even touch the corner of Fang Tian's clothes.

At this time, the audience cheered loudly, and those people waved their arms and watched the chase on the field with excitement.

But if you can't catch up, you can't catch up. No matter how strong you are, if you can't hit the enemy, you won't get any results. In the constant pursuit, three minutes passed quickly. At this time, the time of the berserk soul skill finally expired.

As the frenzy ended, the mad lion suddenly became weak. He lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

Fang Tian quickly controlled the vines to tie him up, and the mad lion opened his mouth and shouted the word "surrender".

"In this soul fighting battle between Crazy Lion and Qingteng, Qingteng wins!" The referee quickly ran up and announced the result of the soul fighting. Then he checked the condition of Crazy Lion and found that it was only a superficial injury, so he asked someone to take Crazy Lion for treatment.

After Fang Tian received the ten gold soul coins he won from his soul fighting victory, he did not leave the soul fighting field. Instead, he ran to the audience seats to watch other soul masters fight, hoping to improve his combat experience more quickly.

While watching other people's fighting spirits, Fang Tian was thinking about how he would deal with it if he encountered the same situation.

During this period, a soul master caught Fang Tian's attention. This was a female soul master with a sword spirit, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The reason why Fang Tian noticed her was because her martial spirit was very similar to his Yanling Knife. At the same time, she was also a great soul master like himself.

Although this girl fought very tenaciously, the difference in speed and strength still made her fail on the fighting stage.

To be honest, Fang Tian was quite shocked when he saw the young lady covered in scars but still stubbornly getting up and continuing to fight.

"Could it be that this female soul master has some reason or hatred to become stronger?" Fang Tian pondered.

"Brother, do you often come here to watch fighting spirits?" Fang Tian tried to get close to a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five next to him.

"Yes, brother, I often come to watch soul fights, and if I see a soul master I like, I will place a bet. Do you want to consult the information of a soul master?" The audience next to him looked at Fang Tian and a smile quickly appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, brother. I know all the information about the spirit masters who come to fight spirits regularly. I am known as the gossiper in Soto City. There is nothing in Soto City that I don't know."

Fang Tian looked at the so-called gossip-monger who patted his chest and made a promise, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

"Brother, do you know the information of the female soul master on the stage just now?" Fang Tian asked tentatively.

"Haha, brother, you've asked the right person. I happen to know this person's information. Do you want it? As long as..." The brother stretched out his hand and made a gesture to ask for money.

Fang Tian looked at the hand extended by this "brother" in silence. "You really know how to do business!" Fang Tian thought to himself.

Fang Tian reluctantly took out a gold soul coin and placed it in the "brother's" outstretched hand: "These are all I have. If you don't want to, I'll ask someone else."

"No, brother. Others certainly don't know as much as I do. My nickname of "Gossip Girl" is fair to everyone. You can add more anyway."

"No more. If you don't want to, just return the money to me and I'll ask someone else." Fang Tiancai didn't indulge him.

A soul master who appears frequently must have some information that is well known to everyone, and this is what Fang Tian needs. Fang Tian feels that he has lost money by spending a gold soul coin.

"No, no! Brother! I accept this deal. I will tell you the information of the female soul master on the stage just now." The "brother" quickly put the gold soul coin in his hand into his pocket.

(End of this chapter)