First Battle Platform!

"Qin Ze, six years old, Soul Power Level twelve, martial soul: Demon Armor! Innate Full Soul Power!"

The staff member recorded Qin Ze's information with trembling hands.

"Whew!" The staff member tore off a slip of paper and handed it to Qin Ze. "Go on. Take this slip to the combat registration area."

"Thank you!" Qin Ze thanked him and turned to leave the tent.

Since he was the last person to register, there was no one outside the tent now. At the same time, roughly two hundred meters away, a dense crowd had gathered together, and waves of shocked cries echoed throughout Nine Treasures City.

"Since you've registered, it's time for me to leave." Du Busi emerged from around the corner and looked at Qin Ze.

Qin Ze solemnly bowed to Du Busi. "Thank you, Senior, for protecting me along the way!"

Du Busi smiled. "I think highly of you. Unfortunately, the sect's rules cannot be broken. I hope that when we meet again, you'll have become a powerful Soul Master."

Du Busi patted Qin Ze on the shoulder, handed him a money pouch, then left.

Qin Ze stood where he was as countless people passed by him, all Nine Treasures City residents hurrying to watch the matches. Looking in the direction Du Busi had gone, a faint smile curved across Qin Ze's lips.

Shifting his gaze, Qin Ze looked toward the competition platforms. Douluo Continent, here I come!

After arriving at a passage where identities needed to be verified, Qin Ze took out the card the staff member in the tent had given him earlier.

The staff inside the passage clearly had not expected anyone else to register. They let Qin Ze enter and said, "You came far too late. It'll probably be nighttime by the time they arrange a match for you."

One of them, a pretty young woman, spoke to Qin Ze.

"It's fine. The more I watch and listen, the more experience I can gain." Qin Ze thanked the pretty girl, then followed the passage inward.

"How many people registered this year again?" the girl's fellow disciple asked as he watched Qin Ze leave.

The girl thought for a moment. "Including that little boy, exactly five hundred and thirty, I think."

"Come on, let's go take a look too. Registration is already closed, so no one else will be coming."

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate? We should wait until tomorrow to watch the battles at the Soul Fighting Arena. It's only the preliminary round right now, anyway."

"Fine, then we'll go tomorrow."

When Qin Ze emerged from the passage, he found himself inside an exceptionally spacious, massive tent.

Qin Ze swept his eyes across it. There had to be no fewer than five hundred people inside.

His arrival did not draw much attention.

At the highest point in the tent was also a display-type Soul Tool, recording the combatants and the outcomes of their matches!

"New here?"

Just as Qin Ze was looking at the display, a calm voice sounded beside his ear.

Lowering his head, he saw a chubby boy with a mohawk sitting in a chair and looking at him.

"Yes, I just registered." Qin Ze replied.

The chubby boy smiled faintly and pointed Qin Ze in a direction. "That's where they arrange opponents for you. Hurry over. Otherwise, you'll just be waiting for nothing."

"Thank you!" Qin Ze thanked him, then quickly ran toward the registration point in the corner.

After Qin Ze finished registering and was assigned an opponent, he intended to find the chubby boy for a chat, only to discover that he was already gone.

Shaking his head, Qin Ze looked at his match time. Seven-thirty in the evening. It was only nine in the morning, so there was still plenty of time.

As for his opponent, Qin Ze had no idea who it was.

"Get him!!!"

Suddenly, an excited roar tore through the sky and carried directly into the tent.

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, all five hundred or so people in the tent raised their heads and stared at the tent entrance in shock.

Qin Ze was puzzled as well. Unfortunately, the people at the registration point had told him that he was not allowed to leave the tent until his name was called. Otherwise, he would have gone to watch and learn from the battles.

"Sheng Yingjie, Sun Yuwen!"

"Shen Xiaowen, Leng Sijin!"

"Ma Yumo, Wei Sengda!"

Time passed bit by bit, and people whose names were called continuously walked out.

In the blink of an eye, a full three hours had passed.

Over those three hours, nearly two hundred people had left.

Qin Ze did not know how those people had fared. He only heard wave after wave of cheers from outside.

At lunchtime, dedicated staff brought food over. As for anyone who needed the restroom, there was a passage along one side of the tent, and outside were Soul Tool toilets that had been set up for them.

This is damn advanced!

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect truly deserved to be called a top sect. Qin Ze could not recognize the dishes served at lunch, but after eating them and feeling his whole body wrapped in a warm current, he knew that this meal had to be extremely valuable.

Qin Ze sat in his chair, watching the people around him grow fewer and fewer. Outside, the sky gradually darkened as time passed.

Even so, it could not dampen the Nine Treasures City residents' enthusiasm for watching the matches.

The cheers seemed even more intense than they had been during the day.

When only the last six people remained in the tent, a clear female voice rang out, and Qin Ze immediately perked up.

He was not the only one. The other five also became alert. The six examined one another, seemingly trying to figure out who their opponents were.

"Qin Ze, Zhu Ganglie!"

"Leng Xu, Mei Zhenqing!"

"Quan Shengzong, Shi Zhicai!"

When the matchups were announced, Qin Ze immediately stood and headed outside. He had been stifled in the tent for an entire afternoon and now only wanted to vent properly.

The other five hurried after him as well.

Once outside, Qin Ze looked at the brightly lit plaza and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

The plaza had been divided into three sections, each section containing one area of the plaza. The spectators were gathered around the Battle Platforms as well.

The dense crowd stood packed together, holding glowing toys in their hands. However, the previous battles had already ended, and the cheering had fallen silent.

The moment Qin Ze and the other six walked out of the tent, countless gazes turned toward them.

Qin Ze ignored those looks. He saw a referee beckoning to him.

The other five secretly swallowed, visibly nervous.

"Who is Qin Ze? Who is Zhu Ganglie?" The referee was a middle-aged man with a square face. He looked stern, though his face also carried a hint of exhaustion.

"I'm Qin Ze!" Qin Ze raised his hand.

"I'm Zhu Ganglie!" A remarkably fat little boy stepped out from behind him.

Qin Ze glanced at him.

The referee merely nodded, then asked the other two pairs of combatants.

Only after confirming everyone's identities did the referee say, "Qin Ze and Zhu Ganglie, first Battle Platform. Leng Xu and Mei Zhenqing, second Battle Platform. Quan Shengzong and Shi Zhicai, third Battle Platform."

"Did you hear that clearly?" The referee looked at the six of them.

"Clearly!" The six nodded.

"Good. Go!" the head referee said.

Qin Ze and the little boy named Zhu Ganglie headed toward the first Battle Platform. With the signs guiding them, he was not worried about getting lost.

If there are any problems, everyone can point them out. Also, I'm thinking of making the female lead an Auspicious Beast. What do you all think? Of course, if she is an Auspicious Beast, her name will definitely be changed. She can't keep being called Wang Qiu Er.