Tushan Lingling vs. Ye Zhiyuan! (Thanks to Brother Lin Chenyu for the monthly ticket and comment support~ Mwah~!)

"A Soul Emperor is absolutely invincible?"

Hearing the male attendant's words, Lin Ziyi's eyes flickered slightly.

Since gambling was involved, this industry was bound to have its tricks.

Ordinary people who could make money by betting at the Great Soul Arena were, after all, a minority.

The vast majority were merely sacrifices to fill the coffers.

Although the male attendant's persuasion was earnest, Tushan Lingling, as a Titled Douluo, wasn't worried at all.

So what if a Soul Emperor was invincible? Even if a Soul Fighting Douluo was invincible, she, Tushan Lingling, wouldn't even bat an eye!

"It doesn't matter, I want to challenge him. Sign me up," Tushan Lingling commanded coldly.

Seeing her persistence, the male attendant had nothing more to say. He could only sigh and report Tushan Lingling's name.

Before long, two lines of text immediately appeared at the top of the central display screen in the third-floor hall:

"Level 69 Tushan Lingling vs. Level 69 Ye Zhiyuan!!"

"This Soul Fight will begin in one hour, please place your bets quickly!"

Lin Ziyi glanced at the words on the display screen and directly threw the money bag containing three hundred and fifty Gold Soul Coins in front of the male attendant.

Seeing such a large amount of Gold Soul Coins, the male attendant was startled!

Just as he was about to say that bets on Ye Zhiyuan could not exceed ten Gold Soul Coins, Lin Ziyi suddenly spoke:

"All of it on Tushan Lingling!"

"What?!"

The male attendant was stunned again, then looked at the young man as if he were an idiot!

He had just reminded them that no one at the Soul Emperor level could possibly defeat Ye Zhiyuan!

Yet this person dared to bet so much money on Tushan Lingling.

No matter how strong this beauty was, as long as she wasn't above the Soul Emperor level, there was no way she could defeat Ye Zhiyuan!

The male attendant, who knew some inside information, sneered inwardly.

Fearing that Lin Ziyi would regret it, he quickly took the money bag and simultaneously issued Lin Ziyi a betting receipt for 350 Gold Soul Coins.

Just as the male attendant was praying for more such fools to appear.

The fat man in black next to him suddenly threw an even larger money bag in front of him!

"500 Gold Soul Coins! Bet on Miss Tushan Lingling!"

The fat man's words instantly turned the male attendant to stone!

He thought this young man was already the epitome of foolishness, but he didn't expect someone to be even more foolish than him!

Whose subordinate was this fatty?

At the same time, the male attendant's absolute confidence in Ye Zhiyuan began to waver slightly!

He looked at the money bag full of Gold Soul Coins, then at the aloof Tushan Lingling.

He wondered if this woman could really defeat Ye Zhiyuan? Could it be that the other party had also used some underhanded means?

With this thought, the male attendant's face immediately broke into an apologetic smile:

"Esteemed guests, the amount you've bet is too large. I need to consult our boss. Please wait a moment."

After saying this, the male attendant immediately left through the staff passage behind the counter.

The top floor of the Great Soul Arena.

In the center of a brightly lit room, four single sofas were arranged in a semicircle, each occupied by a man dressed in luxurious clothing.

A beautiful and voluptuous dancer was shyly and seductively performing a striptease under the gaze of these four men.

The man on the far left, with bandages wrapped around his upper body, stared lecherously at the dancer. He was none other than Count Yunting, who had been taught a lesson by Tushan Lingling earlier.

To his right sat Prince Kundela Shop of the Barack Kingdom, who had recently gifted Lin Ziyi a treasure!

To Shop's right was a middle-aged man with a heroic ponytail, the owner of this Luofu Great Soul Arena – Nuotian De.

Further to the right, a burly man with a buzz cut leaned on the sofa expressionlessly, his muscular upper body bare.

His hands were wrapped in black bandages, making him look like someone who was very good at fighting.

Just as the four men were enjoying the dancer's explosive performance, the door was suddenly knocked.

Annoyed at the interruption, Nuotian De frowned slightly and coldly said:

"Enter."

The door opened, and the male attendant who had previously served Lin Ziyi and the other two immediately crawled into the room on his knees, afraid of dirtying the gilded carpet behind the door.

Such an expensive carpet, even a small piece of it would be worth his annual salary!

The male attendant's gaze swept over the dancer's naked and beautiful figure in front of him.

He immediately bowed down on his knees and recounted everything that had happened at the window to Nuotian De.

Upon hearing that someone intended to challenge Ye Zhiyuan, and that there were bets of five hundred Gold Soul Coins placed on the challenger.

A look of surprise appeared on Nuotian De's face, and he couldn't help but glance at the short-haired man to his left:

"Zhiyuan, what do you think?"

Without a doubt, the short-haired man referred to as "Zhiyuan" was Ye Zhiyuan, who had won hundreds of consecutive matches in Soul Emperor level Soul Fights!

Ye Zhiyuan adjusted the boxing bandages on his hands and replied nonchalantly:

"Anyone who can afford to pay so much must be some rich person from out of town.

"The local rich people have learned their lesson. Unless they have absolute confidence, they won't bring in help to challenge me again.

"But as I always say, above Soul Sage, it's one for one. Below Soul Sage, I'm invincible.

"Why wouldn't I accept money that comes right to my doorstep?"

Hearing Ye Zhiyuan's confident words, Nuotian De immediately showed a relaxed smile:

"In that case, I'll accompany you to see who this arrogant and confident person is."

Then he turned to Prince Shop on his right, a fawning expression appearing on his face:

"Your Highness, would you like to continue resting here, or would you like to join us and watch the fun?"

Shop stood up directly: "Let's go. I'm also curious about who has such deep pockets.

"Of course, I'm more eager to see you, Brother Tiande, suffer a major financial loss."

Nuotian De chuckled, then looked at Count Yunting, who was still engrossed with the dancer:

"Yunting, you... never mind. I'll give this dancer to you.

"But you're injured, so don't move yourself. Let her do the work."

Count Yunting waved his hand casually: "Don't worry, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. You guys go ahead!"

Shop glanced at Count Yunting, smiled, and shook his head, then left the room with Nuotian De and Ye Zhiyuan.

Lin Ziyi and the other two waited for about ten minutes before the male attendant finally rushed back.

In just these ten minutes, the big screen showed that the number of people betting on Ye Zhiyuan had already reached over five hundred!

If each of these people bet a maximum of 10 Gold Soul Coins, then there was already at least five thousand Gold Soul Coins in wagers.

As for those betting on Tushan Lingling, there were only three people so far.

Besides Lin Ziyi and Babitt, there was one person who bet at another counter, whom they hadn't seen.

But they figured it was most likely some desperate gambler...

Seeing the male attendant relaxedly accept the massive amount of Gold Soul Coins, Lin Ziyi knew that the owner of the Great Soul Arena had agreed to their challenge.

It seemed they had a lot of confidence in that guy named Ye Zhiyuan.

However, he also had absolute confidence in his own little white-haired fox!

At the same time, he eagerly anticipated the wonderful expressions on the faces of those gamblers who bet on Ye Zhiyuan after they lost their stakes!