I collect fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 69 What?! The host is warming up!

Early in the morning, Lu Feng left home.

After leaving the hotel, Lu Feng wandered around the city alone. Before long, he came to a tall building.

The overall structure here is oval-shaped, with an outer wall over 100 meters high, giving it a magnificent and imposing appearance. It is surrounded by massive granite blocks, and topped with a huge blue glass dome, making it extremely luxurious.

Reaching the main gate, the scene before me was even more breathtaking.

Seven enormous stone carvings are adorning the wall, each representing one of the seven powerful martial spirits. The sign in the center prominently displays the words "Soto City Grand Arena."

Lu Feng did not sign up for the Soul Battle, but instead bought a ticket and went to the audience area.

Since it was morning, there weren't many spectators at the game. But even so, the stands were about 30% full.

At this moment, a one-on-one battle at the level of a Great Soul Master is taking place.

Both Soul Masters were power-type fighters; one's Martial Soul was a tiger, and the other's was a brown bear. They exchanged blows, unleashing their Soul Skills throughout the entire fight, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

In the end, the brown bear soul master won the match with a hard-fought victory thanks to his slightly higher soul power (two levels higher).

"Sigh~" Lu Feng put away the two white martial soul fragments and sighed.

As expected, the battle in the Great Soul Arena unfolded exactly as he had anticipated.

The authenticity of the dishes.

Or rather, everyone's spirit-fighting is just a performance.

Ten gold coins per match? What are you trying to do?

"Sir, please walk 100 meters forward and then turn right," a waitress said to Lu Feng with a slight bow.

"I'm not registering; I'm here to apply for the host position," Lu Feng said calmly.

"what?"

The waitress paused for a moment, but quickly recovered and smiled at Lu Feng, "Okay, please follow me."

A short while later, the two arrived at an office.

The interior is decorated primarily in white, simple yet sophisticated. A balding middle-aged man in a black suit and black-rimmed glasses sits behind a desk.

The waiter whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's ear and then left.

"You want to apply for the job of hosting the competition?" the middle-aged man asked.

His voice was somewhat magnetic, yet full of energy.

Lu Feng calmly sat down in the chair and said with a faint smile, "My name is Tang Si. I am fifteen years old this year and a level 26 Great Soul Master. I studied at the Blue Tyrant Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire for a period of time."

As he spoke, Lu Feng placed the Blue Tyrant Academy badge on the table.

The middle-aged man nodded. "Fifteen years old, level twenty-six, his talent is quite good."

"Good, good, good. Our Soul Arena needs ambitious young people like you."

Lu Feng had considered joining the Soul Arena for a long time.

With an unknown enemy present, staying in the Soul Hunter Market is clearly not a wise choice. Finding a place to stay is the most important thing right now.

In Lu Feng's opinion, there are three relatively safe places in Soto City.

The first one is Shrek Academy.

Although Shrek Academy was dilapidated, its teachers were quite powerful, including three Soul Saints and two Soul Emperors. Ordinary bandits wouldn't dare to provoke them.

However, joining Shrek Academy also means eating only bland food every day, barely getting enough to eat, and having to subsidize the academy out of your own pocket.

Lu Feng has no habit of working as a nanny.

The second is the Spirit Hall.

Lu Feng is a true member of the Spirit Hall, so being at the Spirit Hall is like being at home. It's not unreasonable for him to eat and stay there for free, is it?

Therefore, the Spirit Hall is one of the alternatives.

The third safe place is the Great Soul Arena.

The Great Soul Arena has its own independent system and can be considered a unique force. It was jointly founded by the seven most prestigious Soul Master families on the entire continent and is not affiliated with either of the two empires or the Spirit Hall.

Lu Feng had already found out that as long as you join the Soul Arena, even the lowest-ranking Iron-level host will receive two gold soul coins per month, plus room and board.

Moreover, countless Soul Masters battle here every day. As the host of the Soul Arena, you can simply stand there and pick up the fragments.

"Like a demon lord descended from heaven, truly a god of war on earth! Congratulations to Li Batian for achieving a winning streak in the individual competition! A rising star in the arena is emerging!"

On the battle stage, Lu Feng wore a black suit, his long hair casually draped over his shoulders, smooth and flowing. Under the lights, he exuded a carefree and unrestrained air.

"Wow, this new host is so handsome!" A commotion immediately broke out in the audience.

"This host is very professional in explaining soul skills, and he also speaks very pleasantly."

"Exactly, unlike other hosts who just shout and yell."

On the fighting stage, a tall, burly man scratched his head sheepishly. He'd only won one match; how could he already be a rising star in the fighting arena?

He gave Lu Feng a simple, honest smile, then stepped down from the Soul Battle Platform.

On stage, Lu Feng, holding a megaphone, continued reading: "The next contestant is Evil-Eyed White Tiger. His martial spirit, like his name, is a white tiger. And his opponent..."

Halfway through his sentence, Lu Feng tossed the megaphone off the stage, where it landed steadily in the hands of another female host in white.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Crackling crackling".

Lu Feng clasped his hands together and moved his wrists, a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out.

"What? The host is warming up!"

A cheer immediately erupted from the audience.

A woman in white stepped onto the Soul Arena, a professional smile on her pretty face. "Seventh Soul Arena, Great Soul Master One-on-One, Match Three: Tang Si, codenamed 'Armboy,' versus Evil-Eyed White Tiger!"

"Wow!" A cheer immediately erupted from the audience.

Everyone thought Tang Si was just trying something new, but they didn't expect him to actually do it.

"Sett! Sett!" The cheers on the field immediately became one-sided.

Lu Feng waved to the audience, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He wasn't interested in playing matches, but Dai Mubai was someone Lu Feng should pay close attention to.

Let's not even talk about whether Dai Mubai is the mastermind behind those two Soul Sect assassins.

The White Tiger Martial Soul alone is enough to warrant Lu Feng's personal intervention.

During battles, the chances of fragments dropping are high. In just three days, Lu Feng collected countless martial soul and skill fragments in the Soul Arena, although most of them were of white quality.

Dai Mubai's [White Tiger] martial soul is of black quality!

Lu Feng was not willing to let such a big fish go easily.

In that restaurant, Dai Mubai clashed with the Royal Fighting Team, and Lu Feng took the opportunity to collect a bunch of fragments.

All the fragments dropped by the entire Royal Fighting team, including Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul, were of purple quality. This indicates that none of the Royal Fighting team members possessed any "title-worthy" talent.

This also reflects Dai Mubai's exceptional talent.

At this moment, Dai Mubai frowned as he listened to the shouts of the audience.

Who is this person who dares to steal the limelight from Young Master Dai?

It should be noted that he had already achieved a ten-game winning streak in the Soul Arena by relying on his White Tiger Martial Soul and a Soul Power of up to level 26.

Every time he made an appearance, he was always in the limelight.

Especially last night, after he achieved a ten-game winning streak, he also had a passionate chat with a female spectator all night long.

Dai Mubai sniffed his left hand with rapture, as if the other person's hair fragrance still lingered on it.

"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly, deciding to give the guy opposite him a good beating. He would use the sole of his shoe to give the other person's face a friendly greeting.

As Lu Feng stepped onto the Soul Battle Stage and turned around, Dai Mubai's eyes narrowed sharply:

"It's him! He's still alive!"

(End of this chapter)