"Boss Qiu, just let them go like this?" Oscar was a little dumbfounded, his expression aggrieved.

　　

　　 Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him flatly, "Do you think I would be the kind of good-tempered person? When you are fighting in the arena, play slowly."

　　

　　 "That's not right..." Oscar frowned, "Boss Qiu, you are in your 40s. It seems that you should not be able to play. It seems to be out of order..."

　　

　　 Other people also reacted immediately, Ye Zhiqiu seems to be really too high level, not in line with the rules of fighting spirits.

　　

　　 "Rules are set by people, so naturally they can be broken." After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he calmly beckoned to a bunny waiter not far from the door.

　　

　　 "Hello, dear soul master, what can I do for you." The bunny waitress stepped forward, with a professional smile on her face, and asked Ye Zhiqiu, bowing slightly.

　　

　　 Ye Zhiqiu wiped his right hand from the ink jade bracelet, took out a token and handed it to her, "Take this to your senior and let him come here to see me."

　　

　　 The bunny waiter took the token, turned it over in doubt, responded softly, and turned away.

　　

　　 Ye Zhiqiu's movements were not specifically hidden. Tang San and the others naturally saw them. They looked at Ye Zhiqiu curiously.

　　

　　 What can make the steward of the Arena of Souls come to see him? There is such a big row of noodles?

　　

　　 Seeing the doubts in the eyes of everyone, Ye Zhiqiu didn't mean to help them. He went straight back to the sofa and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.

　　

　　 Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door. A tall middle-aged fat man with a big back and a gorgeous black tuxedo came to the door under the leadership of the bunny waiter.

　　

　　 After the two of them discussed a sentence or two at the door, the middle-aged fat man walked in, holding the token with some respectful hands, and handed it back to Ye Zhiqiu.

　　

　　 "Excuse me, is this token your own? Or is it your friend?" The middle-aged fat man looked at Ye Zhiqiu carefully and asked.

　　

　　 Ye Zhiqiu took the token back indifferently, and took back the Mo Jade bracelet. At the same time, the martial arts opened, and the four soul rings of purple, black, red and red fell from the top of his head, surrounding him.

　　

Although he didn't speak, the middle-aged fat man had his eyes widened. He immediately stood up straight, clasped his right hand on his left chest, and bowed at ninety degrees: "Soto, director of the Great Arena, 69 defense. The war spirit emperor Hu Yanchen has seen His Royal Highness the Son."

　　

　　 Ye Zhiqiu calmly nodded, and said, "You don't need to be polite, your surname is Huyan, you should be from the next four elephants, right?"

　　

　　 The middle-aged fat man "hehe" smiled, "His Royal Highness has eyes like torches. I am indeed from the Elephant Sect. May I ask His Highness to call me over. What's your order?"

　　

　　 "The captain of the mad team offended me..."

　　

　　 "I immediately arranged for someone to chop him." Before Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, Hu Yanchen hurriedly showed his loyalty.

　　

　　 Elephant Jiazong is the sect most closely related to Wuhun Hall in the Lower Four Sects. Although it hasn't taken refuge directly, it is not much different.

　　

　　 When I met Ye Zhiqiu, the saint of Wuhun Temple, he naturally wanted to treat him well.

　　

"No need..." Ye Zhiqiu twitched his mouth and said silently: "I plan to solve it by myself, but the level exceeds the upper limit. Just change the record data of the Great Fighting Arena for me. Wait for Shrek and Mad I will personally play the battle of the team."

　　

　　 "No problem. If His Royal Highness has no other instructions, then I will do it now?" Hu Yanchen asked cautiously, until Ye Zhiqiu nodded, he went out a little excited.

　　

　　As Ye Zhiqiu's identity, even if they meet with Sect Master Hu Yanzhen, they need to be treated with care.

　　

　　 If he Hu Yanchen can get a little relationship with Ye Zhiqiu, not to mention flying yellow and rising in minutes, but his position in the sect is straight up, there is still no problem.

　　

　　 Until Hu Yanchen left, Dai Mubai and others recovered from the dumbfoundedness. They almost forgot the identity of Ye Zhiqiu, the saint son of the Martial Spirit Palace, and they didn't expect it to be so easy to use.

　　

　　 Many of the Seven Monsters have good identities, but even if they reveal their identities, they might not be treated so respectfully.

　　

　　 This is the foundation of the mainland's first force organization. Even if it does not rank among the seven major sects, the name of the Wuhun Palace is the undeserved king.

　　

　　 Ma Hongjun Oscar, these two civilian soul masters, looked even more envious. Boss Qiu, what a shame, this black-box operation is shameless, but why do I like it so much?

　　

"Okay, don't be envious. The identity of the saint child alone is not enough to make them so flattering, but adding an honorary elder is different. These people just want to climb up." Ye Zhiqiu said with a light smile. One sentence, then looked at Ma Hongjun and said: "Fatty, wait for you to replace me on the court."

　　

　　 "Huh...?" Ma Hongjun froze immediately, muttering: "I think I am more suitable than Xiaoao..."

　　

　　 "My girlfriend was overwhelmed...I want revenge, you are a single dog, don't join in the fun." Oscar smiled and patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder.

　　

　　 This time, Ma Hongjun was even more daunted.

　　

　　……

　　

　　 About an hour later, ten o'clock at night.

　　

　　 The Shrek team and the Mad team walked out of their lounge together, and the battle between them had arrived.

　　

The members of the two teams looked at each other. The members of the mad team seemed to have discussed it. At the same time, they sneered and wiped their necks. Dai Mubai and the others were amused. These guys don’t even know that they are a group of people. What will you face later...

　　

　　 Two teams, one on the left and the other on the right, walked towards the soul master passage on both sides.

　　

As soon as the 　　crazy team came out, it ignited the enthusiasm in the audience, and the cheers rang through the audience.

　　

　　 Crazy team, in this Soto Arena, has a lot of fame. The opponents who fight their souls are either dead or disabled, but the audience still likes to watch this kind of scene, so their supporters have many.

　　

In the center of the ring, there is a quadrangular pedal suspended in the air~lightnovelpub.net~ On it, a man with dyed colorful hair and a medium body, wearing a colorful tuxedo, holding a microphone, raised his right hand, passionate Loudly said: "The fourth team battle, against both sides, the Crazy Team and the Shrek Seven Monsters. The first team to appear is the Crazy Team led by the Crazy Rhino. For them, I don’t need to introduce them more. They have already won seven games and seven victories. Good results, if they can continue to win the three-game winning streak, they will create the record of the fastest copper fighting spirit in the Soto Arena."

　　

　　 As the host finished speaking, there was another cheer that was much more enthusiastic than before.

　　

　　 When Ye Zhiqiu and others walked out slowly, the host also introduced loudly in a passionate tone to mobilize the atmosphere on the court.

　　

"On the other side, the Shrek team led by Captain Fight God-Zhiqiu Ichiba who just finished registration today. Fight God... This is really the craziest name I have ever seen, but the first game of Soul Fight The God of Fighting has encountered such a powerful opponent as the Crazy Team. Can they create miracles?"

　　

　　 Shrek team members are not as exaggerated as the crazy team, Dai Mubai, the strongest person, is also quite satisfactory, and there are several girls in the team.

　　

　　 This involuntarily made a boo in the audience. Obviously, as a new team participating in the fight for the first time, no one is optimistic about them.

　　

　　 "Please line up the members of both sides." The host said loudly.

　　

　　 As the host's voice fell, the two sides formed a formation at the same time.