I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 154 This guy is so scary

(ps: The comic sets Chen Xin's age level)

In the martial arts arena, more than a hundred disciples gathered together.

On the ring, two Soul Masters were fighting, and the referee was Lu Feng's acquaintance - Soul Master, Gulin.

When Lu Feng and Ning Ya arrived here, they immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Oh my god, who is that person? He is so close to my goddess Ning!" exclaimed a tall and thin soul master.

"Zhugan, that is obviously my goddess!" A fat soul master beside him frowned and said.

"Fatty, are you stupid? Our goddess is about to be cheated away by someone else."

Lu Feng ignored the comments of the crowd and turned his attention to the fighting spirit arena.

On the stage, the sword spirit master's soul master was just at level 41, six or seven levels lower than the other one. However, he relied on his superb swordsmanship to suppress the other stick spirit master.

The disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect are much superior to ordinary soul masters in terms of both the quality of their martial souls and their combat skills, which can be seen from the color of the fragments that fell from the arena.

Most of them are yellow and purple in quality, with one or two black ones mixed in.

Lu Feng's mind moved, and he picked up a dozen fragments on the fighting spirit stage.

Picked up yellow martial spirit [fine steel stick] fragment * 1
Picked up the purple martial spirit [Whirlwind Sword] fragment *1
Picked up the black skill [Yi Jian Shu] fragment * 1
The battle between the two soul masters soon came to an end, and the soul master with sword martial soul won by surpassing his level.

Gu Lin cleared his throat and said loudly: "The 32nd Soul Sect Challenge, the winner is Lin Feng, the winning and losing sides will swap rankings."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers broke out in the arena.

As if noticing that Lu Feng was very interested in the ranking competition, Ning Ya said softly, "The sect encourages disciples to practice, and adopts a ranking model similar to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, and holds a big competition every year."

Lu Feng looked at the cheering crowd and nodded, "Young people are really energetic."

"Haha." Ning Ya couldn't help but laughed when she heard that. "My eldest brother told me that you are not even fifteen years old, but you look so mature."

Lu Feng smiled. Having been in the spirit master world for many years, he was considered a veteran. In his eyes, these sect disciples all revealed a kind of clear stupidity.

At this time, the fat soul master walked in front of Lu Feng, and a faint soul power emanated from his body.

"I wonder what level of cultivation this brother has? What's his ranking in the sect?" the fat man asked loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately turned their eyes to him.

Lu Feng and Ning Ya's close relationship has already caused dissatisfaction among a large group of "competitors", who are eager to replace them.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's challenge competition is not divided into stages, and all disciples are ranked uniformly. In other words, disciples at the Soul Master level can also challenge Soul Sect or even Soul King.

"Look, it's Senior Brother Wang Gang who is ranked 28th."

"Brother Wang Gang has a soul power of level 47, and his martial soul is Fat Tiger. Now we are going to have something interesting to watch."

Lu Feng waved his hand and said, "Brother Fat Tiger, I am not a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

His eyes rolled around, a hint of cunning appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "But what I like most is making friends. Brother Fat Tiger, how about we make friends through martial arts?"

Just as Wang Gang was about to agree, a hearty laugh rang out from the crowd, "Haha, Brother Lu Feng, it really is you!"

Lu Feng looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw Chen Chen pushing through the crowd and walking towards him.

Upon seeing this, the fat man immediately bowed respectfully to Chen Chen and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother Chen."

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect encourages competition among its disciples. The ranking of fellow disciples is not based on age or how long they have been disciples, but rather on the order of the qualifying rounds.

Of course, there is a separate list for auxiliary soul masters.

"Brother Chen, how are you?" Lu Feng said with a fist salute.

"Hahaha, the outcome of the battle that day was a draw, and I wanted to invite you to visit our sect. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Chen Chen said loudly.

Chen Chen bowed to Gu Lin on the ring and continued, "Brother Lu, I didn't enjoy the last sparring session. It's better to do it today than today. How about we take this opportunity to spar with each other?" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of whispers around him.

Who is Chen Chen?

In the recent qualifying rounds, Chen Chen always won first place. He is recognized as the eldest brother of the younger generation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

His soul power has now reached level fifty-two, and he is just over twenty years old.

And the person in front of him could actually fight to a draw with Senior Brother Chen Chen?
Wang Gang had retreated into the crowd. He stroked his chin and looked Lu Feng up and down. "This man looks ordinary, but if you look closely, there seems to be a sense of dominance hidden between his eyebrows."

"Hi~!"

The fat man took a breath and said, "Looking at his age, he is definitely no more than 20 years old. Could he be another Soul King?"

Hearing this, his tall and thin companion taunted, “Fatty, I think you are just a coward.”

"Bamboo pole, you farted!"

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed orange.

The audience seats around the martial arts arena were already full of people. Not only the sect disciples, but also many elders were watching this battle of spirits.

Everyone in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect knows Chen Chen's name.

An opponent that he values so much must naturally be a strong man.

Everyone was extremely excited, and everyone was ready to fight, unable to hold back the fighting spirit in their hearts.

Of course, except Gulin.

In the last battle, he was present throughout the entire fight between the two, and even intervened at the end to stop the two from fighting each other.

In his heart, he was not sure who was stronger and who was weaker between the two.

However, the most crucial thing is that Lu Feng now only has the cultivation level of Soul Sect, and he is no more than fifteen years old.

"Well, let these little brats see what it means that there are always people better than you." Gulin looked at the excited crowd and sighed in his heart.

Gulin is generally satisfied with this class of disciples.

However, some people have been staying in the sect, and the glory of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has blinded their eyes.

"Who do you think is stronger between Senior Brother Chen Chen and that guy?" The fat soul master rubbed his palms, an excited smile on his face.

Hearing this, the tall and thin spirit master couldn't help but grin, "Is there any need to ask? It must be Senior Brother Chen Chen. His self-created Gale Sword Technique was even praised by Elder Jian."

Just as the crowd was waiting for the fighting spirit to begin, three figures appeared on the stands of a tall building in the distance.

The three people were none other than the sect leader Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Uncle Jian, who do you think will win between these two?" Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully.

Chen Xin thought for a while, "If they were the same age, Lu Feng would win. But the difference in their soul power is a big stage, and Chen Er has also begun to practice the Heart Sword. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Lu Feng in this battle."

"Humph, I'm more optimistic about that kid Lu Feng."

Bone Douluo snorted coldly and said jokingly, "Since you support your grandson, then I will support someone else."

Chen Xin glanced at him and said calmly, "Gutou, how about we make a bet? You can set the bet."

Unexpectedly, Gu Rong hurriedly shook his head upon hearing this, "Humph, Swordman, it's not that easy for you to take advantage of me. You can bet, but I want to bet on Chen Chen to win."

"No wonder you are too old to practice. You are still unable to break through the ninety-sixth level at your age."

"Swordsman, I will fight you to the death!"

(End of this chapter)