Purple Gold Soul Fighting

"Are you going down on your own, or should I send you down?" Lang Lei looked at the support Soul Master before him and walked toward him step by step.

The support Soul Master looked at his teammates, all of whom had been kicked off the Soul Fighting Stage, and surrendered in a trembling voice.

If he did not surrender, was he supposed to wait for a support Soul Master like himself to turn the tables in such a hopeless situation?

It had been two against seven, and they had not even used their Martial Souls!

They called it two against seven, but in the eyes of the spectators and their team, the little girl in his opponent's arms had done nothing besides restrict his hands!

In other words, this terrifying Level 29 man had defeated their seven-man Soul Master team, made up of seven Soul Elders, without using his Martial Soul while carrying dead weight!

The instant the support Soul Master surrendered, astonishing cheers erupted throughout the arena!

"Painting World! Painting World! Painting World!"

"Amazing! My judgment really is the best!"

"Hahaha! They won again! They won again!"

"Painting World! Painting World! Painting World!"

After merely nodding toward the stands, Lang Lei carried Little Griseo off the Soul Fighting Stage.

At that moment, the spectators were all excited.

One month! They had witnessed the rise of a legend.

From being unknown and unnoticed at the start—

To defeating duo combinations again and again while carrying a little girl who appeared to possess barely any Soul Power—

To becoming unbeatable against Soul Elder-level duo combinations despite fighting above his rank—

And finally, challenging seven-man Soul Master teams alone time after time—

Their pockets had grown fuller as well.

Whenever the Painting World Combination took the stage, betting on their victory was a sure thing!

For the sake of its reputation, the Great Soul Arena could not possibly stop this major promotional activity. After spending a large amount of Gold Soul Coins to obtain Lang Lei's agreement, it could only make an exception and replace his opponents with stronger ones, hoping to shake the spectators' confidence in the Painting World Combination and recover some of its losses.

After leaving the Soul Fighting Stage, Lang Lei carried Griseo toward the supervisor's office of the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena.

"I don't understand. They looked so excited." Griseo looked at Lang Lei in confusion and voiced the question she had held back for a long time. "Brother Lang Lei, you have nothing to do with them, so why were they so excited when you won?"

"Because I brought them profits." Lang Lei tapped Griseo's delicate nose.

"I don't understand..."

"Griseo just needs to be happy~" Lang Lei smiled. "There's no need to understand these things."

In truth, Lang Lei had also bet on himself to win, and he had earned quite a lot during this time. At the very least, it was several times more than he had made selling Thousand-Year Blood Ginseng before.

"Oh..."

"Mr. Lang Lei, we meet again."

Seeing Lang Lei enter, the Soul Fighting Arena supervisor hurriedly rose to greet him.

Setting aside the fact that he now needed something from the other party, Lang Lei's unfathomable combat strength and unparalleled potential alone were enough to make him take this seriously.

"Hello, Mr. Supervisor." Lang Lei nodded. "Did you call me here this time to change my opponents again? By my count, it should be a Soul Ancestor-level seven-man Soul Master team now, right?"

"No, no." The supervisor wiped away cold sweat that did not exist, secretly calling him a monster. From his tone, it was obvious that he did not consider such opponents a problem at all, which made the supervisor even more relieved about his decision.

"We invited you here this time to make an exception and award you a Purple Gold Soul Fighting Badge. Please do not find it lacking; this is already the highest-level Soul Fighting Badge our arena can issue." The supervisor took out a badge and presented it to Lang Lei with both hands.

Lang Lei gestured for Griseo to take the badge, then looked at the man in confusion. "What does this mean?"

"We truly apologize, but we simply cannot provide stronger opponents here. There are 5,000,000 Gold Soul Coins on this card. Please accept it." The supervisor proactively handed over a black Gold Soul Coin card. "If you wish to challenge stronger opponents, you may visit the Great Soul Arenas in Heaven Dou City, Star Luo City, or Spirit City."

Griseo accepted it for Lang Lei once again.

The Soul Fighting Arena supervisor's meaning was quite clear:

We simply cannot accommodate a great figure like you any longer. Please, take the money and leave quickly.

"Fine. I'm close to breaking through soon anyway, so I won't be coming to the Soul Fighting Arena for the time being." Lang Lei nodded.

He had only brought Griseo here this past month because she found it interesting. He had merely made quite a bit of money along the way...

Only around ten million Gold Soul Coins...

No wonder the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena could no longer endure it.

Even though his later odds had been low, he could guarantee his own victory one hundred percent! Besides, the stakes he placed were not small either...

Since they had asked so sincerely, and Griseo seemed to have had enough fun, he would reluctantly spare this Soul Fighting Arena~

He was nearly Level 30 after this month anyway, so he could find a time to absorb the Adaptive Soul Ring as well.

As for why the Soul Fighting Arena did not send people to assassinate Lang Lei and Griseo...

The supervisor had not reached his current position for nothing.

Leaving aside the combat power Lang Lei had displayed, comparable to that of a Soul King, as well as his terrifying and unprecedented talent for challenging opponents beyond his level.

If he dared to display his talent and strength so fearlessly, and was arrogant enough to make no effort whatsoever to conceal his face or name, the supervisor himself would not believe that no one was protecting him in secret.

And the supervisor believed that a force capable of nurturing such a terrifying monster was not something a mere supervisor like him could afford to provoke...

"Little Griseo, we made another big fortune today. What do you want to eat?"

"Grilled rabbit!"

"Alright, let's go find a barbecue restaurant that serves Soul Beast meat!"

When Lang Lei had previously taken Griseo out for Soul Beast meat barbecue, he had been surprised to discover that eating Soul Beast meat could also charge the process of condensing the first Soul Ring for Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment, his Second Martial Soul.

Though the amount was small—only a year or half a year at a time—he could grow stronger while enjoying delicious food!

Griseo had also come to like the texture of the meat, and the two of them had tacitly changed all three daily meals to Soul Beast meat.

Though Griseo was kind, she was not a vegetarian. Food was food, and all creatures were living beings anyway. What difference was there between eating ordinary animal meat and eating Soul Beast meat?

"You little glutton, who was it that said rabbits were cute and that we shouldn't eat them~?" Lang Lei could not help teasing Little Griseo.

"Brother Lang Lei, you're mean!" Griseo turned her head away and pouted. "I'm angry!"

"Ah, don't be like that. Big brother was wrong!" Lang Lei laughed as he begged for forgiveness. "Forgive big brother, alright?"

"Hmph. As punishment, Brother Lang Lei has to massage Griseo's feet tonight." Griseo turned back and spoke seriously.

Lang Lei smiled. "You've been in my arms the whole time. You barely walked at all. Do your feet even need a massage?"

"Brother Lang Lei won't agree?"

"I agree, I agree. I'll listen to Little Griseo in everything~"