In Douluo, All the Goddesses Have Fallen Apart

"Wu Xing, have you finished registering?" Yu Feng asked with particular concern when he saw Wu Xing return.

"Yes, Teacher. I registered for the individual match and also signed up for the doubles match with Ling Ling." Wu Xing nodded.

Yu Feng nodded subconsciously, but quickly realized something. "You didn't pair up with Ruo Xi for the doubles match?"

Logically, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling should have registered as a pair, while Wu Xing and Su Ruoxi should have formed another pair. That would have been the best arrangement for them. There was no way they did not know that.

"Teacher, Ruo Xi won't be participating in Soul Fighting matches for now. She'll take the field during the All Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition instead." Wu Xing glanced at everyone before speaking seriously.

Yu Feng found Wu Xing's answer rather baffling, but seeing how serious he was, he did not ask further.

After all, geniuses—no, monsters—had privileges wherever they went, especially when they were holding the trump card to his future.

Youth Does Not Know the Worth of a Rich Woman

They did not have to wait long before several announcements rang out over the broadcast.

"Iron Fighting Soul Wu Xing, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena Twelve. Iron Fighting Soul Wu Xing, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena Twelve."

"Silver Fighting Soul Dugu Yan, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena One. Silver Fighting Soul Dugu Yan, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena One."

As the announcements sounded, everyone was slightly surprised. Even Dugu Yan was deeply annoyed.

Why did her match have to take place at the same time as Wu Xing's? She would not even get to watch her man's first match.

Cursing her bad luck inwardly, she could only bid the others farewell with a miserable face before heading toward Spirit Fighting Arena One.

However, judging from her expression, Wu Xing knew that her opponent was probably in for a miserable time.

Although her individual record had not been particularly impressive, that was because she had encountered high-level Soul Elders shortly after breaking through to Soul Elder.

After reaching Soul Ancestor, she had mostly won rather than lost. Not to mention that her martial soul had now evolved into the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, and her poison had already reached an extremely terrifying level. Combined with her Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, even Soul Ancestors at levels 48 or 49 would be no match for her.

Wu Xing followed the signs toward Spirit Fighting Arena Twelve as well, though more people accompanied him. Besides Su Ruoxi and Ye Lingling, Yu Feng also came along.

Of course, it was not that Su Ruoxi and Ye Lingling did not care about Dugu Yan. She simply would not let them accompany her.

Upon arriving at the preparation area, the staff member was already waiting. Under the man's guidance, Wu Xing arrived at the entrance. Once his opponent's information was synchronized, the gate would open.

The others remained in the preparation area, looking down at the center of the arena.

There were not many spectators. After all, this was a sub-arena, and it was an individual match, which was not as appealing as a team battle.

At the same time, while Wu Xing waited at the entrance, a beautiful figure appeared at the betting counter of the Great Soul Arena.

Ling Yuan took out a Golden Soul Card and slapped it down before the staff member. "Bet one million Gold Soul Coins each on Wu Xing in Arena Twelve and Dugu Yan in Arena One to win."

"H-how much?" The staff member was startled, his face full of disbelief as though he suspected he had misheard.

"One million each. Wu Xing and Dugu Yan to win." Ling Yuan raised her voice considerably.

"Th-this..." After receiving confirmation, the staff member's jaw nearly dropped.

As the Great Soul Arena of Heaven Dou City, the imperial capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, they had heard of one-million bets before, but those were mostly placed on team matches. Individual matches had a maximum bet of one million, yet she was directly betting the full amount?

"What? Is that not allowed?" Ling Yuan raised an eyebrow, and a trace of pressure inadvertently leaked from her.

The staff member felt as though he had fallen into an icy abyss, as if Death itself were staring at him. He hurriedly replied, "It is allowed, Lord Soul Master. It is allowed."

He took her Golden Soul Card, swiped it through the machine, then rapidly entered the information on the buttons. After quite some time, he slowly raised his head and cautiously reminded her, "L-Lord Soul Master, if you bet one million on Wu Xing to win, the odds are only ten percent."

No one had bet on this match at all. If she placed the entire bet alone, the odds would be incredibly low.

"Ten percent is fine." Ling Yuan was unconcerned.

Seeing that this Lord Soul Master did not care in the slightest, the staff member hurriedly entered the amount.

"Lord Soul Master, you can only bet six hundred thousand on Dugu Yan in Arena One right now. Someone has already placed a bet on her. If you place the maximum, the odds are only twenty-three percent," the staff member said nervously after a moment.

More gamblers had their eyes on Dugu Yan. Apart from the fact that she was in Arena One, she was also somewhat famous in the Spirit Fighting Arena and had a decent record, unlike Wu Xing, whose record was completely blank.

"Then bet the maximum." Ling Yuan waved a hand grandly, acting as if Gold Soul Coins meant nothing to her.

That was why people said youth did not know the worth of a rich woman, mistaking young girls for treasures instead. While Su Ruoxi, Ye Lingling, and the others had not even considered betting, she had already thought of a way to make money.

However, she was not earning it for herself. She was earning it to spend on Wu Xing. She was determined to become his top supporter.

"Please welcome both contestants to the arena."

In Spirit Fighting Arena Twelve, as the host's voice rang out, the gates slowly opened, and Wu Xing stepped onto the stage at an unhurried pace.

Once on the stage, Wu Xing saw his opponent. It was a rather large man, standing in the center like an iron tower.

After the host's introduction, Wu Xing learned that his opponent was a level 37 defense-type Soul Elder named Pang Xi, whose martial soul was the Iron Armored Rhinoceros. He only needed one more victory to advance to a Bronze Fighting Soul badge.

"Kid, you're unlucky to have met me. This is my promotion match, so I'll be going all out," Pang Xi said. Through the host's introduction, he had learned that his opponent was a level 38 control-type Soul Master, but his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass. He was also a rookie who had never participated in a Soul Fighting match before. Pang Xi breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced that today was a good day.

Wu Xing rolled his eyes and ignored him. The instant the host announced the start of the match, he stomped his foot and charged toward Pang Xi without even summoning his martial soul.

Pang Xi was stunned when he saw his opponent rushing at him. Was this kid serious? A control-type Soul Master was choosing close combat?

As expected of a rookie who had never competed in a Soul Fighting match. He did not even possess basic common sense and had even forgotten to summon his martial soul. Even the heavens were helping him advance to Bronze Fighting Soul.

A few scattered spectators sat in the stands. Seeing Wu Xing's actions, they were dumbfounded as well. What was Wu Xing doing? Was he planning to clash head-on with a defense-type Soul Master without even summoning his martial soul?

Not just the audience—even the host nearly dropped his microphone when he saw Wu Xing charge at Pang Xi.

Yet amid everyone's astonishment and Pang Xi's wild delight, Wu Xing had already arrived before him and thrown a punch.

"So fast!" Pang Xi's pupils contracted. Without hesitation, he used Copper Skin Iron Bones, raising his sandbag-sized fist to meet Wu Xing's.

Bang! The two fists collided, and something no one had expected happened next. Pang Xi flew backward like a cannonball, crashing directly into the wall beyond the arena before sliding down to the ground.

"..."

"..."

In an instant, the previously noisy stands fell utterly silent.

"H-how is that possible?"

"M-Mad Rhinoceros lost just like that?"

"What the hell!!!"

After a long moment, everyone finally came to their senses and cried out in shock.

"Cheating! The Spirit Fighting Arena is cheating! I bet thirty Gold Soul Coins on Pang Xi to win, and he was sent flying by a control-type Soul Master who did not even summon his martial soul!"

The person who said this was clearly a gambler. He refused to believe that Wu Xing was that powerful, and even less willing to accept the loss of his thirty Gold Soul Coins.

Ignoring the shocked cries from the stands, Wu Xing looked up at the host and said calmly, "Referee, can you announce the result now?"

Wu Xing Wins

"W-Wu Xing wins." The host snapped back to his senses and raised the microphone in his trembling hand.

Seeing this, Wu Xing said nothing more. He stepped down from the arena and returned to the preparation area.

"Hubby, you're amazing!" When Su Ruoxi saw Wu Xing return, she threw herself into his arms.

"Hehe, of course your hubby is amazing. It's not like you haven't experienced it before." Wu Xing grinned wickedly and blew lightly into Su Ruoxi's ear.

Su Ruoxi's face instantly turned bright red. Thankfully, he had spoken quietly enough that no one else heard him.

Yu Feng nodded at Wu Xing, automatically ignoring Su Ruoxi's actions.

"Wu Xing, you said earlier that Ruo Xi would wait until the All Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition to take the field. Can you tell me why?"

Remembering Wu Xing's strange behavior earlier, Yu Feng decided to ask after all.

"Teacher, Ruo Xi isn't suitable for participating in Soul Fighting matches right now. By chance, she acquired some treasures, and her Soul Power has already reached level 48. She can serve as one of the team's trump cards." Wu Xing explained, though he did not mention that she possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring.

Yu Feng's eyes widened, then he became overjoyed. He had wondered why Wu Xing had acted so mysteriously earlier. It turned out Su Ruoxi had received an enormous fortuitous opportunity, and her Soul Power had directly risen to level 48!

This was the second fortuitous opportunity she had received in two months, was it not? Previously, she had risen from level 35 to level 39. Now she had gone from level 39 to level 48. It was simply unheard of.

Of course, he suspected that Su Ruoxi's transformation was probably Wu Xing's doing, but he had no intention of probing deeper.

Yu Feng was a smart man. How could someone capable of making Dugu Yan pursue him, with even her grandfather raising no objections, possibly be simple?

When they returned from the preparation area to the Soul Fighting hall, Dugu Yan had not yet come back. Wu Xing had been about to go find her when he saw her emerge from the passage leading to Arena One.

"Sister Yanyan, how did it go?" Ye Lingling asked with concern when Dugu Yan approached.

"Of course, I won easily." Dugu Yan answered smugly.

Her opponent had only been level 42, so the victory had been effortless.

After answering, Dugu Yan asked Ye Lingling, "Where's hubby?"

"Hubby also won his first match easily. He didn't even summon his martial soul."

The two women had become very accustomed to calling him hubby, and every time Wu Xing heard it, he felt utterly delighted.

"Third doubles match: Flying Whirlwind Combination versus Xing Ling Combination. Participating contestants, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena Five and prepare for battle."

"Third doubles match: Flying Whirlwind Combination versus Xing Ling Combination. Participating contestants, please proceed to Spirit Fighting Arena Five and prepare for battle."

After resting in the hall for about half an hour, the broadcast announced Wu Xing and Ye Lingling's two-versus-two doubles match.

Upon reaching Spirit Fighting Arena Seven, Wu Xing and Ye Lingling were once again led by a staff member to the entrance gate.

"Hubby, how should we coordinate later?" Ye Lingling asked while they waited.

Hearing Ye Lingling's question, Wu Xing smiled and teased, "Are you looking down on your man? Do we need coordination for this kind of Soul Fighting match? Have you forgotten how amazing your hubby is?"

Ye Lingling's face immediately reddened.

Wu Xing's words reminded her of what had happened during those days. Only then had she understood just how terrifying her man's physical strength was, and why Sister Yanyan had been unable to get up afterward. As an auxiliary Soul Master, she simply could not withstand him.

Yet although it was difficult to endure, she enjoyed it immensely and was even tireless in her pursuit of it.

After all, what woman did not enjoy being conquered by her own man?

Men liked conquering women, and women likewise enjoyed being conquered. Of course, that was only when it was by the man they loved.

They did not wait long. As the host's voice rang out, the gates slowly opened, and Wu Xing and Ye Lingling stepped onto the arena together.

However, when the host introduced them, many spectators were stunned.

Ye Lingling had a very high doubles record and was also a Soul Ancestor. Naturally, their opponents were two high-level Soul Ancestors.

Yet Wu Xing's Soul Power was only level 38, leaving everyone utterly confused.

"Is this Xing Ling Combination a joke?"

"A support-type Soul Ancestor paired with a control-type Soul Elder in a two-versus-two match? Are they here to entertain us?"

"I think I've heard of that female Soul Master. She seems quite famous. Why would she enter a Soul Fighting match with a Soul Elder who is an entire rank below her?"

"Haha, I bet five hundred Gold Soul Coins on the Flying Whirlwind Combination. Looks like I'm about to make a fortune."

"Haha, me too. I bet eight hundred Gold Soul Coins on the Flying Whirlwind Combination, but what surprised me most is that the odds are actually six hundred and twenty percent."

"Exactly. Who knows which idiot bet one million Gold Soul Coins on the Xing Ling Combination and made our returns so high? We really ought to thank that generous little girl."

Once the host announced the information on both teams, the spectators immediately began discussing it animatedly.

The gamblers were all overjoyed, as if their stakes multiplying several times over was already a certainty.

As for the generous little girl those gamblers were talking about, who else could it be besides Ling Yuan?

At this moment, the two members of the Flying Whirlwind Combination were also rather confused after hearing the host's introduction. They had never expected their opponents today to be such an odd pairing.

However, to be cautious, the instant the host announced the match had begun, they summoned their martial souls and kept a close eye on Wu Xing's movements.

They had heard Ye Lingling's name before. Her doubles record at the Great Soul Arena was exceptionally impressive, so they naturally knew that she was a healing-type Soul Master.

After the two summoned their martial souls, Wu Xing saw their spirit ring configurations. Although the Flying Whirlwind Combination consisted of two high-level Soul Ancestors, neither of them possessed the optimal spirit ring configuration.

Thinking of Mad Rhinoceros from his earlier individual match, who had been the same, Wu Xing realized that geniuses truly were a minority on Douluo Continent. Most people were mediocre. Even if they reached the rank of Soul Ancestor, they had only accumulated their strength slowly over time.

Just as in the individual match, Wu Xing charged at the two opponents without hesitation. Against a combination like theirs, there was no need for him to summon his martial soul.

The result went without saying. After a single exchange, the two figures flew straight out of the arena like kites with snapped strings.

In an instant, the previously boisterous stands became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Their mouths hung wide enough to fit two eggs at once.

A level 38 Soul Elder had sent a high-level Soul Ancestor flying with one punch without even summoning his martial soul. Were they dreaming?

Yet when the host announced the result, they had no choice but to accept that it was the truth.