Chapter 36 Chen Feng and Zhu Zhuqing Form the Spirit Cat Divine Sword Combination, and Qian Renxue Sends the Talents of the Spirit Hall to Participate

The sunlight outside the Spirit Arena spread a layer of golden gauze on the exquisitely carved stone - brick road.

Chen Feng and his companions stepped on this golden path leading to glory and challenges, facing the Grand Spirit Arena in Soto City, which was like an ancient behemoth.

Passing through rows of prism - shaped columns that resembled ancient divine pillars, they arrived at the registration office.

After a simple procedure, Chen Feng and his companions were assigned to the 14th sub - Spirit Arena in the battle area.

Tang San and Xiao Wu formed the Three - Five Combination.

"Brother Chen Feng, why don't we form a team?" Zhu Zhuqing said to Chen Feng full of anticipation.

"For a two - person team, the opponents they will encounter will be determined based on the teammate with the highest soul power in the two - person team."

"You have two soul rings, while Chen Feng has three. This means that the opponents assigned will all be in their thirties in terms of soul power level."

Dai Mubai persuaded.

In fact, even without considering the soul - ring factor, Dai Mubai didn't want Chen Feng and Zhu Zhuqing to be in a team.

"Listen to Senior Dai. The gap between a two - ring and a three - ring soul master is huge. This means that Chen Feng will have to fight against two opponents alone, and the chance of winning is very low."

Tang San also chimed in.

After hearing Dai Mubai and Tang San's words, Zhu Zhuqing also began to lose confidence. She said hesitantly,

"Then how about I team up with Xiao Wu?"

However, Chen Feng was calm and composed. His hand gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's hair, and he smiled and said,

"Silly girl, you actually don't have confidence in your Brother Chen Feng.

"Don't worry. Later, I'll show you something amazing and lead you to soar."

The fire in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes reignited instantly, and she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"What should our team name be?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously. She was looking forward to coming up with a resounding name for their team.

Chen Feng thought for a moment, then smiled and said,

"Let's call ourselves the Spirit Cat Divine Sword Combination.

"Your Nether Spirit Cat and my Excalibur, this name should suit us well."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up immediately. She nodded and said with satisfaction,

"Good, the Spirit Cat Divine Sword Combination. It sounds really cool."

She immediately ran towards the counter of the Spirit Arena and quickly completed the team registration procedures.

A few minutes later, she happily returned to Chen Feng's side, holding a shiny team registration card in her hand.

"Alright, we've officially registered. Now we just need to wait for the spirit - fighting competition to start."

Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile.

Deep in the Tiandou Imperial Palace, in the magnificent main hall.

An extremely handsome young man sat on the throne carved with dragons and phoenixes, exuding an air of royalty.

Beside him, a bishop, dressed in a solemn religious robe, had mysterious patterns embroidered with gold thread that glimmered faintly under the soft light.

The bishop stood beside the throne like a loyal guard, with a face full of piety and reverence towards the center of power.

If an outsider saw this scene, they would surely be greatly astonished.

After all, a bishop was usually a figure equivalent to a city lord, yet in front of this young king, he seemed like the humblest of believers.

"Your Highness, we've arranged for Baoqing to participate in the battles at the Spirit Arena."

"He not only has full innate soul power, but at only fifteen years old, he has reached level 39. He has an unblemished record of twenty battles."

"What about his martial soul?"

"His first soul ring comes from a four - hundred - year - old wild boar,

"His second soul ring is from a seven - hundred - year - old bighorn bull,

"And his third soul ring is from a one - thousand - seven - hundred - year - old thunder panda.

"Each soul ring has been carefully selected to ensure the best combination."

The bishop reported with confidence.

The young man's eyes slightly lifted at the corners, showing his appreciation for this rising star:

"Very good. I'm full of expectations for Baoqing's performance. He must win glory and wealth for me."

"Your Highness, Baoqing will surely live up to your expectations. He will be invincible in the Spirit Arena, bring glory to our Spirit Hall, and bring back a large sum of money for Your Highness."

The bishop bowed deeply, his voice full of confidence.

At the Grand Spirit Arena in Soto City.

Today, the shouts of the audience rose and fell like waves, waiting for a showdown between two high - level soul masters.

On the Spirit - fighting stage, a middle - aged man in a neat tailcoat had a loud and confident voice, guiding the emotions of the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Get ready to witness an epic clash!

"Today, you will witness a fierce battle between an artifact martial soul and a beast martial soul. Let's welcome them with warm applause."

As soon as the middle - aged man's voice fell, the resounding applause filled the sky.

Soul Master Baoqing was famous for his Iron - Horned Rhino martial soul and his formidable strength.

He was like a war god emerging from seclusion, and every victory added to his reputation.

And today, he would face a new challenger - Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's appearance spread quietly like a fresh stream amidst the discussions of the crowd.

As a newly - promoted battle soul master, his Excalibur artifact martial soul intrigued everyone.

Could this sword maintain its sharpness under Baoqing's iron hooves?

Amid the anticipation of the audience, a nimble figure emerged from the passage below the Spirit - fighting stage.

Unlike Baoqing's rhino - like burly build, Chen Feng was slender and light - footed.

He wore an ordinary spirit - fighting suit with not much adornment, yet exuded an indescribable sharpness and presence.

After Chen Feng took his stance, he unhurriedly drew the long sword on his back. The sword seemed to catch the first rays of the rising sun in the east, condensing the sunlight on its blade. The glow was soft yet contained supreme sharpness.

He didn't make too many movements, just quietly and coldly stared at his opponent.

Baoqing, on the other hand, was a veritable star contestant.

When he stepped onto the Spirit - fighting stage, his huge figure seemed to block part of the sunlight with his burly body.

Every step he took landed like a drumbeat, triggering bursts of screams from the fans below.

Baoqing's soul rings slowly rose, each representing his strength and experience.

The four - hundred - year - old wild boar, the seven - hundred - year - old bighorn bull, and the one - thousand - seven - hundred - year - old thunder panda, each was a glory obtained through countless life - and - death battles.

In a corner of the Spirit Arena, the Shrek students were sitting huddled together. A hint of admiration that couldn't be concealed flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

"That Baoqing is truly powerful. His Iron - Armored Rhino has few opponents in the Spirit - fighting world. The perfect combination of attack and defense makes him almost invulnerable."

"Tsk tsk, a soul master with an unbeaten record in twenty - five battles and a silver spirit - fighting badge is extremely rare in the Spirit - fighting world."

"Such strength really can't be underestimated."

"Baoqing is definitely not an ordinary person."

Tang San sighed with emotion.

"Indeed, this Baoqing is terrifying."

"Just because of this guy, I suffered a fiasco in yesterday's match."

"I've just stepped into the threshold of level 30, while he's already a level - 39 powerhouse. That gap can't be bridged by mere effort."

Gu Long shook his head with a bitter smile, his tone filled with helplessness and sorrow over that defeat.

Ma Hongjun, who was beside him, suddenly looked gloomy, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I've placed a heavy bet on Chen Feng!"

"Now it's over. I might have to sell everything I have."

"Sigh..."

Dai Mubai and Tang San exchanged a look, both feeling sorry for Ma Hongjun in their hearts.

They knew that in the Spirit Arena, winning or losing a bet was a matter of an instant. The winner takes all, and the loser loses everything.

Especially Tang San, who had taken out the savings he and Xiao Wu had accumulated over the years. He himself had placed a bet on Baoqing with absolute confidence.

In his opinion, an unbeaten record of twenty - five consecutive wins was almost an unbreakable myth.

Lose? Impossible!

But the power of love seemed to be able to conquer everything. In Zhu Zhuqing's bright eyes, only Chen Feng's figure was shining. Even in this tense and confrontational atmosphere, her belief was as solid as a rock.

"Baoqing? So what? I only believe that my Brother Chen Feng must be the strongest."

Tang San shook his head helplessly, thinking that Zhu Zhuqing's love - struck mindset really wouldn't change easily.

"Zhuqing, the situation on the Spirit - fighting stage is unpredictable. You have to be cautious..."

Ning Rongrong originally wanted to bet on Chen Feng to win.

But seeing that Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Gu Long all said that the opponent, Baoqing, was very strong.

She didn't have much confidence in betting on Chen Feng anymore.

"Zhuqing, don't forget that most people here don't have high hopes for your Brother Chen Feng," Dai Mubai said with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

In the face of Dai Mubai's provocation, Zhu Zhuqing just slightly raised her chin, straightened her chest, and retorted,

"Mubai, thank you for your advice. But I have more faith in my judgment. Brother Chen Feng won't let me down."

The air in the Spirit - fighting arena seemed to be ignited by the impending battle. All eyes were focused on the two spirit - fighting masters.

Baoqing's iron fists and Chen Feng's sharp edge, what kind of sparks would this contest strike?

Would Baoqing continue his glory, or would Chen Feng create a miracle?

An invisible wave spread through the Spirit - fighting arena, and all the answers awaited the sounding of the battle horn.