Chapter 49: The 4th Prince is trash, and the Holy Son is not like a serious person (page 12)

The surrounding neon lights illuminate the bustling streets and the hurried flow of people without reservation.

Tiandou City Great Fighting Spirit Arena.

As the landmark building of Tiandou City, it is one of the few giant spirit fighting arenas in Douluo Continent. It covers an extremely wide area and has an oval shape as a whole. It looks like a "Pearl Building" with a solid waist. People stand below and look up. I can only feel my own insignificance.

In an ordinary soul fighting arena, perhaps only some soul masters of level 20 or 30 participate, earning meager soul coins.

For example, the Soto Fighting Spirit Arena was where the Shrek Seven Devils originally rose to prominence.

In a city of the size of Tiandou City, it would not be surprising to see Soul Saints and even Soul Douluo experts in it.

Because the bonuses and honors inside are extremely high, and the betting odds are extremely amazing, it is easy to attract a large number of gamblers to place bets.

Even if you just watch the game, the tickets are very expensive, which has also created many powerful and wealthy people who want to get a piece of the action.

But in this kind of soul fighting arena, the interests are usually firmly in the hands of the top forces of all parties.

Just a little background and identity really means nothing.

And wherever there are soul masters in the world, there is a Spirit Hall.

When the Wuhun Palace makes a profit in this soul fighting arena, the profit it gets is also quite terrifying.

"Brother Qingtian, hurry up!"

Xiao Wu looked around excitedly, and her cute and charming posture attracted many people to stop and watch.

"What a cute girl, and those long legs..."

"Hi~ What beautiful legs! If I can play with these legs for one night, I would even lose ten years of my life!"

"Hey, don't think about it, buddy, this girl is calling someone. Such an affectionate name, it sounds like she is her partner."

Yuan Qingtian and Zhu Zhuqing walked away slowly.

Yuan Qingtian looked at Xiao Wu and said helplessly: "Why are you running so fast? The time has not yet come and the spirit fighting arena is not open yet."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly, "Xiao Wu will always be like an innocent little girl."

"Innocent?" Yuan Qingtian turned his head in shock, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"She is a rogue rabbit who can produce 'anime quality'!"

"You actually called her innocent?"

"Zhuqing, do you have a fever?"

"It's still that yesterday was too intense, so..."

Seeing Yuan Qingtian talking non-stop, Zhu Zhuqing covered his mouth in shame and anger.

"do not talk!"

Yesterday, she and Xiao Wu heard the term "animation volume" for the first time. After Yuan Qingtian finished explaining it to them, Xiao Wu, who was extremely shameless, was too embarrassed to bury his head in the quilt and didn't dare to Face to face with Yuan Qingtian.

Zhu Zhuqing, who thought she had developed a thicker face, became even more angry when she heard Yuan Qingtian praise her, and wanted to have a life-and-death fight with Yuan Qingtian.

The gazes of nearby passers-by gradually became uncomfortable.

"It's good to be handsome. One has long legs, the other has big...ahem!"

"Yes, these two girls are the best among the best, but I didn't expect that they took advantage of that pretty boy. I'm really angry!"

"Hmm... I'm curious, what do they mean by 'animation volume'? Is it a new term that's popular recently?"

There were voices of praise, jealousy, or envy coming from all around, but no one came forward to strike up a conversation.

It's not that they don't dare, it's just that Zhu Zhuqing and the two girls obviously belong to Yuan Qingtian, and they probably have done everything.

Secondly, even if you are really nice, haven't you seen Yuan Qingtian's appearance and temperament?

Is that something that ordinary people can have?

Being designated as the heir of a certain powerful person, this is an understatement. If he were a young master-level figure of a certain force, wouldn't it cause a lot of trouble if he was provoked?

Therefore, those who can gather near the Great Soul Fighting Arena in Tiandou City are basically not those who come forward to provoke them for no reason.

"Brother Qingtian, there are so many people nearby, can't you keep your voice down?"

Xiao Wu came close to him, her little face was slightly rosy, and her jade arms as delicate as jade lotus roots hugged his arm.

Yuan Qingtian glanced around casually, and those who looked around hurriedly withdrew their gaze.

Then he smiled faintly: "It's okay, they didn't hear it."

Xiao Wu pouted and hugged his arm tightly with some dissatisfaction.

"what?"

Yuan Qingtian looked down in surprise. The little steamed bun seemed to have grown up and the texture was different.

Xiao Wu noticed his gaze and whispered shyly: "Brother Qingtian, there are so many people here, don't look at it like this..."

"I'll show you when I get back..."

Yuan Qingtian couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. It seemed that his technique had the effect of promoting growth!

As expected of me!

Zhu Zhuqing gave him a blank look and took the opportunity to hold his other arm.

Call ~

This is the real feeling.

Yuan Qingtian's heart drifted directly from Xiao Wu to Zhu Zhuqing.

"be honest!"

Zhu Zhuqing felt the gentle caress in front of her breasts, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face.

Yuan Qingtian smiled awkwardly, and then led the two women into the spirit fighting arena.

Since the Soul Fighting Arena has reached this scale, it must depend on the level of consumption.

Yuan Qingtian directly took out a purple gold card.

This suddenly caused an uproar.

Many people here are knowledgeable.

"There are only ten purple gold cards issued by Wuhun Palace...who is he?"

"I'm afraid even the Fourth Prince can't get this kind of card, right?"

"The fourth prince is nothing, even His Highness the Crown Prince cannot get this card!"

"It seems that the entire Tiandou Empire, your Majesty, and Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Qibao Glazed Sect, hold..."

Some people who had previously guessed that Yuan Qingtian's identity was not simple suddenly looked like they had seen through everything. They proudly raised their heads, puffed up their chests, and told the people on the side about their analysis.

The waiter in charge of arranging private rooms immediately had a problem. He didn't know what kind of private room he should arrange for Yuan Qingtian.

After all, some of the private rooms in this fighting spirit arena can only be stayed if you don't have money, and the number is limited, so they are generally reserved by big shots.

But he also knows that Yuan Qingtian's identity is not simple...

After thinking quickly, the brain decided to throw this problem to others.

Then he apologized and said to Yuan Qingtian: "Master, please wait a moment, I will ask our manager to come."

Yuan Qingtian nodded slightly and responded politely: "Thank you."

The waiter was flattered: "No, no, it's all what I should do."

Soon he ran away.

Not long after.

"Manager Xu, this young man holds the Purple Gold Card."

The waiter came with an old man in red robe.

Yuan Qingtian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Red robe, Archbishop?"

The lights at the front desk were a bit like a disco, flickering on and off, so Xu Qing couldn't see Qingyuan Qingtian's face for a while.