Chapter 142: Who to Team Up With

Setting aside the inexplicable bickering and posturing of Dai Mubai and the others, Qin Jian decisively stood with Tang San.

"Forget it, let them argue... it has nothing to do with me..."

Hearing Qin Jian say this, Tang San was instantly left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It was clear that all the conflict revolved around him, yet he had the nerve to say it had nothing to do with him...

Flender didn't pay much attention to the dispute among them; he looked at the sky: "It's about time, let's head over first. I'll tell you the rest of the details once we arrive."

While walking toward the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena, Flender briefly explained the remaining details about the arena to Qin Jian and the others.

And as they got closer, they felt even more awestruck.

Because the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena was oval-shaped in its entirety, reached a height of one hundred and twenty meters, and could accommodate sixty thousand spectators inside at once.

Walking into the Great Spirit Arena, the first thing that caught their eyes was a massive stone tablet, engraved with densely packed names.

Flender told Qin Jian and the others that these names were all of those who had died in spirit fighting battles.

Registering for spirit fighting here was very simple; one only needed to fill out a form including name, age, birthplace, and martial soul to receive an initial Iron Spirit Badge. Of course, registration also required each person to pay ten gold coins as a registration fee.

Qin Jian looked at the keyboard under the staff member's hands and was speechless: "Is it this modernized? It's actually a blue-switch keyboard..."

"Click-clack!"

At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly clenched her fists, making a sound: "It's been so long since I've fought, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Seriously, have you become a battle maniac after not seeing you for a few years?" Qin Jian said, glancing sideways.

"Pfft..."

Xiao Wu playfully made a face.

Flender just smiled: "Spirit fighting here isn't as simple as just fighting; don't be careless."

"However, if you feel one match a day isn't enough, you can also participate in two-on-two. In that format, each combination can also participate in one match per night," he added.

"Wow, great, great! Brother, let's form a team?" Xiao Wu immediately grabbed Qin Jian excitedly and said.

Seeing her run to Qin Jian first, even though he thought of her as a younger sister, Tang San felt a bit sour in his heart.

But he quickly lost that thought and automatically switched to "spectator mode."

Because Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also hurried over, fearing they would be beaten to it.

"Brother Jian, I want to form a team with you too."

"Me too."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

"Crackling..."

It was as if sparks were flashing between the three of them; the intense aura even made Ma Hongjun shrink back a few steps: "Oh my, these three women are too terrifying!"

Seeing that none of them would back down and that they were clearly about to start arguing right there, Qin Jian covered the back of his head, feeling his blood pressure rising.

"Dean, are there any regulations for two-on-two combinations that one person can only join one team?" he suddenly asked.

Flender shook his head and said: "That's not the case, but almost no one does that. After all, fighting several matches in one night isn't something an ordinary Spirit Master can handle."

Then, under the surprised gazes of the others, Qin Jian said: "Then I'll form a team with each of you."

"Qin Jian, isn't that too much pressure? How about I form a team with Xiao Wu?" Tang San stepped forward and said.

"Exactly, you're fighting so many matches by yourself, can you handle it?"

Ma Hongjun's words made Qin Jian's face darken: "Since you put it that way, then even if I can't, I have to do it."

On this side, Ning Rongrong and the others had the heart to give up, but they couldn't resist the temptation of forming a team with Qin Jian, so for a moment, none of them refused.

Thus, Qin Jian brought the three girls to the registration desk quite conspicuously and said: "Please register a two-on-two combination for us."

"Which two combination names?" the staff member asked.

"Ahem... there are three..." Qin Jian said.

The staff member's gaze immediately turned strange.

Qin Jian first pulled over Ning Rongrong and said: "First is the one for the two of us, let's call it... Sword Tower Combination."

Then he pulled over Zhu Zhuqing and said: "She and I are... Sword Cat Combination."

Finally, with Xiao Wu: "We are... Sword Dance Combination."

Thus, four characters were added to each of Ning Rongrong and the others' Iron Spirit Badges, while three lines of twelve characters appeared on Qin Jian's badge.

"Xiao San, how about we form a combination too?"

Perhaps feeling bad that Tang San was alone, Xiao Wu stepped forward and suggested.

Tang San, however, smiled and shook his head, saying: "Fighting too many matches in a day is tiring. I'll just be by myself for now; if I want to form a team later, I can go with Boss Dai or Ma Hongjun."

Xiao Wu finally felt relieved.

"Right, you three girls, come over here."

Qin Jian suddenly called out to Zhu Zhuqing and the others, and they looked at each other in confusion.

It wasn't until they followed Qin Jian to a corner that they discovered he had taken out the greatest and most detestable invention of later generations, which was... three pairs of... leggings in different colors!

He handed them over and said: "Here, wear these under your skirts when you spirit fight from now on."

The girls looked at each other and immediately understood the purpose of the shorts.

"With these, you'll never have a wardrobe malfunction again," Qin Jian laughed.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu quickly took them, but when Zhu Zhuqing reached out, Qin Jian suddenly pulled them back: "Wait, no, Zhuqing, you're wearing leather pants, you don't need..."

Whoosh...

The next moment, the black leggings in his hand disappeared...

"Qin Jian, what did you call them over to do?"

Seeing Qin Jian return alone, Tang San asked curiously.

"Hmm... I gave each of them a gift of the greatest invention of this century," Qin Jian laughed.

Tang San asked curiously, "What is it?"

Qin Jian then said, "You'll know once they go up on stage."

At this moment on the Douhun Tai, a middle-aged man wearing a tailcoat was standing in the center of a floating podium; a Soul Ring flashed across his body, and a microphone appeared in his hand.

Qin Jian had black lines all over his head: "His martial soul is actually a microphone; I suppose that counts as making the best use of everything..."

"Martial souls are strange and varied; there's everything," Tang San laughed.

Swish!

The host controlled the podium to hover and circle the Soul Fighting Arena, whistling past amidst the gaze of the masses, inciting waves of cheers as the atmosphere instantly heated up.

It's just like a nightclub...

He said with great passion, "Next, we will conduct the first match of our one-on-one soul fighting. Appearing on stage will be two Great Soul Masters: they are the Great Soul Master Xiao Wu, who possesses the Beast Spirit Jade Rabbit, versus the Great Soul Master Qing Bao, who has already won two consecutive matches and possesses the Beast Spirit Iron Horn Bull!"

His tone was so full of cadence that it immediately lifted the atmosphere of the entire Soul Fighting Arena.

"Will Great Soul Master Qing Bao be able to continue his glory and achieve a three-game winning streak, or will the newcomer Great Soul Master Xiao Wu claim victory? Let us wait and see!"

"That's a gold-medal anchor, Draven!" Qin Jian said.

"Gold-medal what?" Tang San didn't hear clearly.

"Ahem, nothing..."

Qin Jian said, "How long do you think it will take for Xiao Wu to fight this Qing Bao?"

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "I guess it won't take five minutes."

"Then I guess three minutes!" Qin Jian said, crossing his arms.

"Damn, you guys are too confident, aren't you?"

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but interject, "It's good enough to win on your first time at the Soul Fighting Arena. Five minutes? What are you thinking!"

(End of this chapter)