Royal Fight (I)

Bai Ge defeated the Berserker Team one against seven. Not only did he earn a huge sum at the Soto Great Spirit Arena, but he also obtained a Gold Spirit badge.

One against seven, five seconds. Every renowned member of the Berserker Team became a corpse.

Among them, the female Spirit Master with both beauty and infamy to her name, nicknamed Black Widow and possessing the Spider Spirit, had her neck snapped in an instant.

There was not the slightest pity, nor a trace of hesitation. It was as if Death's scythe had fallen.

Their captain, Mad Rhino, was beaten so badly that his brains spilled out.

And his opponent had not even used a single spirit skill.

Because no Spirit Rings had lit up.

This was something no one had ever accomplished at the Soto Great Spirit Arena.

Beating people without even summoning one's Spirit was generally something high-level Spirit Masters did to low-level ones.

To do it against opponents of the same rank, and defeat seven in a row—even Titled Douluo, symbols of peak talent, could not have accomplished it at the third or fourth rank!

Moreover, after that battle alone, Bai Ge's vicious reputation spread far and wide. Anyone who encountered him would usually surrender before the fight even began.

The occasional stubborn few were each kicked once and sent sprawling. Those who did not die could count themselves lucky.

Thus, after he had fought only ten matches, Manager Ao had perceptively sent over a Gold Spirit badge.

Yet today, the usually imposing Manager Ao came rushing over in a panic.

Bai Ge could not help teasing him. "Hey, Old Ao, what's wrong with you today? Why do you look so awful? Did your house collapse?"

Manager Ao was a smooth and sociable man with a talent for dealing with people. Over the past month, Bai Ge had stepped in for him several times, taking down a number of Soul Ancestors who had come looking for trouble.

The Gold Coins in his private coffers had been piling up, and their cooperation had been very pleasant.

After all, who could refuse these glittering, shining, jingling little darlings?

There was another reason Bai Ge thought highly of Manager Ao: his surname was Ao.

It was a surname of the dragon clan.

In Chinese legends, it was the surname of dragons.

Dragons were China's faith, totem, and symbol.

The Descendants of Yan Huang often used the Eastern Dragon to refer to their own nation.

Being in another world, Bai Ge naturally felt an extra sense of familiarity upon seeing that surname.

(This was a distinctive mark of ancient web novels, with traces of China between the lines.)

And it was precisely because of this that Manager Ao had now been promoted.

Since Bai Ge and Manager Ao were familiar with each other, there was no need for excessive pleasantries.

After they entered the private room and sat down, Old Ao spoke. "Young Master Bai, young friends, since we know one another, I'll be straightforward.

On behalf of the Soto Great Spirit Arena, I hope that Shrek Team's group battle today can be held in the Central Grand Spirit Arena."

Bai Ge raised a brow, his face full of gloating amusement. "What, has someone smashed up your arena again? Not to criticize, but are all the people you recruit useless?"

"Young Master Bai, please stop rubbing salt in my wounds, all right?"

Old Ao smiled bitterly. "Three days ago, a Spirit Master team arrived. They are all Silver Spirit Spirit Masters and seem to have been recruited by several great nobles of Suotuo City.

For two consecutive days, those nobles placed heavy bets on them, and they won their spirit battles without any suspense, causing enormous losses to the Great Spirit Arena.

By now, you should know that generally speaking, Spirit Masters who reach the Silver Spirit rank are above level forty.

However, every member of this team is a Soul Elder. We cannot break the rules by inviting a level-forty Soul Ancestor team to fight them.

But if this continues, the Great Spirit Arena cannot bear the ongoing losses either.

Perhaps because they have tasted success, those nobles have increased their bets again today. If we lose again, I'm afraid..."

Bai Ge folded his arms. "Heh, interesting. They're really pushing their luck."

Although Bai Ge himself never showed mercy when he acted, that was in battle, a place where strength and fists did the talking.

Business was different. Business was about social etiquette and leaving room for others.

As long as no one lost everything and had their family destroyed, it was not much of a problem.

But after winning a fortune, refusing to stop, and trying to bankrupt the Great Spirit Arena—that was against the rules.

Business was business, not an arena, much less a battlefield. Playing like this was inappropriate.

Grandmaster, standing nearby, understood the situation perfectly. He said, "If Soul Elders have already reached the Silver Spirit rank, then their strength must be formidable.

What kind of teams did the spirit arena send to face them over the previous two days?"

Manager Ao said, "Since our Soto Great Spirit Arena has no Soul Elder-level Silver Spirit teams, we had no choice but to send Soul Elder-level Bronze Spirit teams to fight them.

One of them was called Blood Blade, and they had even defeated the Berserker Team.

Yet they suffered a crushing defeat."

Bai Ge became interested. "Compared to ordinary Soul Elders, they are already quite strong.

Then Blood Blade should be considered among the best at the Soul Elder level.

Could the members of that Silver Spirit team be at a higher level than them?"

Silver Spirit and Bronze Spirit were like rankings. With good luck, winning several matches in a row was not impossible.

Top-tier Bronze Spirit Masters were not necessarily weaker than Silver Spirit Masters.

The possibility of bad luck could not be ruled out.

Manager Ao shook his head. "No, it is not an issue of Soul Power level. The main difference lies in their Spirit Rings.

Like your Shrek team, this Silver Spirit team has the optimal Spirit Ring combination.

Their enormous advantage in spirit skills has left their opponents without a single opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Grandmaster's expression finally changed somewhat. Naturally, he knew what the so-called optimal Spirit Ring combination meant.

It meant that the first Spirit Ring was a hundred-year ring, the second was over five hundred years, and the third was directly a thousand-year ring.

Displayed on Spirit Masters, it was two yellow and one purple, just like Dai Mubai, Tang San, Oscar, and Xiao Wu.

Of course, a freakish cheater like Bai Ge, with one yellow and two purple rings, had no reference value.

Light flickered in Grandmaster's eyes. After pondering for a moment, he said, "I recall that spirit battles held in the Central Grand Spirit Arena should come with additional rewards."

Seeing that Grandmaster seemed interested, Manager Ao was secretly delighted and hurriedly said, "Of course. Every Spirit Master participating in a match in the main arena will receive a direct reward of five hundred Gold Spirit Coins.

And this time, since you have been invited by us, if you can win this spirit battle, the Spirit Arena is also willing to provide an additional reward of ten thousand Gold Spirit Coins."

Old Ao looked at Bai Ge. "Of course, if Young Master Bai is willing to personally take the field, you may name any terms you wish."

Old Ao knew a bit more about Bai Ge's strength. He knew well that if Bai Ge fought personally, it would become another legendary one-against-seven battle.

At that time, using that gimmick to set odds of one to a hundred, the Great Spirit Arena would not only recover its losses in one stroke, but also make an additional fortune.

However, after spending this time together, he also understood that if Mad Rhino had not foolishly tried to flirt with Zhu Zhuqing that time, he would not have lost his life.

After obtaining his Gold Spirit badge, Bai Ge had hardly taken action at all.

"Don't worry. I'll take the field this time and back you up. I guarantee you'll win."

"Thank you, thank you!" Manager Ao beamed and had a maid deliver a card worth one hundred thousand Gold Spirit Coins. "Please accept it."

"Oh, how embarrassing!" Bai Ge said as he reached out and slipped the card into his pocket.

If the other seven members of Shrek had been able to beat him, Bai Ge would probably have been beaten into a pig's head by now.