Codename: Garlic Turtle

Suotuo City.

Qing Mu, clad in a black robe, stood before the Suo Tuo Great Spirit Arena. Looking at the marble pillars before him, he could not help but marvel, "What a magnificent building."

Before Qing Mu stood an oval-shaped structure over a hundred meters tall. Without the power of Spirit Masters, a building like this could never have been constructed with the Douluo Continent's current level of productivity.

After admiring it for a while, Qing Mu entered the Great Soul Arena.

Quickly passing the stone monument engraved with the names of the dead, Qing Mu went straight to the registration desk of the Spirit Duel Arena.

"Miss, sorry for the trouble, but please register me."

As he spoke, Qing Mu deliberately adjusted his voice to make it sound more mature.

The person in charge of registration was a pretty woman in her early twenties, dressed in a business suit. Seeing Qing Mu in his black robe and mask, a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.

However, that surprise vanished in an instant. After all, she worked at the Suo Tuo Great Spirit Arena and encountered all kinds of people every day. Such things no longer surprised her.

She immediately put on a professional smile and asked Qing Mu, "Registration costs ten Gold Soul Coins. Are you sure you wish to register?"

"That's right. I'm sure."

Qing Mu took ten Gold Soul Coins from his robe and handed them to her.

After accepting the Gold Soul Coins Qing Mu offered, the registrar immediately took a form from beneath her drawer and pushed it in front of him.

"Please fill out the relevant information."

Qing Mu glanced at it and found that it was merely a background questionnaire. He picked up the quill beside it and began writing quickly.

Although the form included information such as name, age, birthplace, and Martial Soul, the Great Soul Arena did not strictly verify anything other than Soul Power Level. Qing Mu was not foolish enough to write down his real information.

Otherwise, why was he wearing a black robe and mask? Was he cosplaying Xiao Huohuo?

Children on the Douluo Continent matured quickly to begin with, and absorbing Soul Rings could also promote physical development. As a result, although Qing Mu was only a little over ten years old, he was already one meter seventy tall.

Unless someone saw his face directly or was a trained professional, it was nearly impossible to discern Qing Mu's age beneath the concealment of his black robe and mask.

A moment later, the woman in the suit fell silent as she looked at the information Qing Mu had written on the form.

Name: Garlic Turtle

Age: Eighteen

Birthplace: Xilu City, Hagen Das Kingdom...

Martial Soul: Green Vine

Soul Power Level: Level 34

After a long while, the woman in the suit finally asked, "Sir, are you certain your name is Garlic Turtle? Once it is confirmed, it cannot be changed."

She knew Qing Mu had certainly written down a codename, but even for a codename, wasn't Garlic Turtle a little too outrageous?

"This one will do," Qing Mu replied calmly.

Nothing represented Bulbasaur better than Garlic Turtle. As for something like Bulbasaur Douluo, he could wait until he became stronger.

Hearing Qing Mu's firm answer, the woman in the suit said helplessly, "All right, if you insist."

The woman worked efficiently. In only a short while, Qing Mu received an Iron Soul Fighting Badge.

After receiving the Iron Soul Fighting Badge, Qing Mu did not linger. He immediately headed toward the one-on-one Spirit Duel area.

"For your first Spirit Duel, you must pay a registration fee of ten Gold Soul Coins. There will be no registration fee afterward. If you defeat your opponent, you will receive ten Gold Soul Coins as a reward.

"Additionally, advancing from an Iron Soul Fighting Badge to a Silver Soul Fighting Badge requires one hundred points. At the Iron Soul Fighting level, each victory earns one point, while each loss deducts one point. Five consecutive victories..."

The staff member explained the rules of Spirit Duels to Qing Mu, while Qing Mu listened quietly.

Although the staff member's explanation was complicated, it was actually quite simple to Qing Mu. To put it plainly, if one wanted to rise through the ranks quickly, one needed consecutive victories and had to rely on the bonus points they brought.

If one could not maintain a winning streak, then one could only slowly grind away until one's total victories reached a sufficient number.

After registering, Qing Mu went to the nearby waiting area, closed his eyes, and rested while waiting for his turn.

However, what surprised Qing Mu was that not long after he arrived in the waiting area, a group of people walked in.

The arrival of this group immediately drew the attention of the other Spirit Masters in the room. There was no other reason; they simply looked far too young.

After entering, a fat man in red swept his gaze around the room and sneered disdainfully, "Boss Dai, there aren't any experts here. Looks like we can earn quite a few points again today."

Upon hearing this, Qing Mu instantly opened his eyes and looked toward the people at the entrance.

Looking at their attire and recalling what the fat man had just said, Qing Mu immediately recognized them. They were Tang San and the others.

Shrek? So it's them. I didn't expect them to be assigned to this area as well. But that works out nicely. It seems my test can proceed rather smoothly.

Qing Mu assessed them as he thought to himself.

Although he knew these people were the protagonists of the original story and would achieve great things in the future, Qing Mu had no intention of fawning over them. With Bulbasaur, his future would not be inferior to theirs.

As for irrationally making enemies with them because of some online comments from his past life, that would be an even more foolish idea—especially while he was still weak.

Perhaps these people did not have the best character, but their backers were no small matter: the prince and princess consort of the Star Luo Empire, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the son of Sound System Douluo, and the elder sisters of two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.

Even Oscar and Ma Hongjun, the weakest among them, had three Soul Saint powerhouses from Shrek standing behind them. They were not people to provoke lightly.

A normal battle would be one thing, but if an abnormal conflict gave them an excuse, then given their tendency to protect their own, Qing Mu would have to face the pressure of three Soul Saints.

"Hm?"

Just as Qing Mu was observing Shrek, Tang San in the crowd seemed to sense something and turned his gaze in Qing Mu's direction.

"Little San, what's wrong?"

Dai Mubai's senses were sharp. He noticed Tang San's unusual reaction at once, patted him on the shoulder, and leaned close to ask softly.

Tang San shook his head and replied, "It's nothing, Boss Dai. Maybe I sensed it wrong."

Though he said that, Tang San could not help glancing at Qing Mu several more times. Deeply shocked, he thought, What is going on? Why is my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul rejecting this person so strongly? What is so special about him?