Soul Land: If Tuo Saves Me
Chapter 29

Douluo: Ruo Tuo Save Me

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Watching Spirit Masters fight from the stands was like watching monkeys perform.

"Mm! As Spirit Masters, combat experience is extremely important. Because of its rules, the Soul Fighting Arena is considered a relatively fair and impartial place for Spirit Master duels."

Flender did not hide his intentions. He had brought them here specifically to participate in the Soul Fighting Arena matches.

After explaining some of the Soul Fighting Arena's rules to them—

"Then who made these rules? Aren't there any Spirit Masters who violate them?"

Tang San continued asking. The Soul Fighting Arena's rules were quite comprehensive, but Spirit Masters still had to abide by them.

"The Soul Fighting Arenas were established by the seven famous families of Douluo Continent..."

At this point, Flender paused. He had once believed that the Soul Fighting Arenas across the continent had been founded by the seven renowned families of Douluo Continent.

It was not just him. Many people who did not come from major powers believed the same. They knew nothing about the Eight Great Families.

Spirit Hall had not been included, which was why there had supposedly been seven great powers.

Yet a few years ago, many people discovered the truth. Those people had hidden themselves far too deeply! Even the major powers had been unaware.

Flender glanced at Zhong Li but said nothing. He could not bring himself to speak ill of someone's faction right in front of them.

"I'm not entirely sure about the Soul Fighting Arena's origins either. But you can rest assured—every Great Soul Arena has powerful experts guarding it. No one dares violate the Soul Fighting Arena's rules. It is quite suitable for ordinary Spirit Masters to hone themselves..."

As an old hand in the world, Flender naturally knew what he should and should not say.

He did not go on like in the original story, talking about how the Soul Fighting Arena was this and that...

Zhong Li looked at Flender in confusion. Something about his words seemed off.

He did not know that because of him, the Zhong Family had decided to stop living in seclusion...

After a while, the tea was gone and the building had emptied.

The group arrived at the entrance of Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.

The place was not exactly bustling with people. Some entered excitedly, while others were carried out by their companions.

Naturally, the Great Soul Arena had more than one entrance. This entrance was for Spirit Masters registering for matches and settling their points.

As one of the main cities, Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena was exceptionally enormous.

It needed enough arenas for Spirit Masters to fight in, while also accommodating countless spectators. How could it possibly be small?

As soon as the group appeared, the Soul Fighting Arena staff noticed Zhong Li first.

Even standing amid a crowd, Zhong Li was still the most eye-catching person there.

Even Dai Mubai did not attract as many girls' gazes as he did.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing quietly moved a little closer to Zhong Li.

After noticing Zhong Li, one of the staff hurried off to report to the higher-ups...

"You got it wrong! It's the San Wu Duo! The wu from dancing, not three-five!"

Xiao Wu held the badge for her and Tang San's two-person match, complaining unhappily to the staff member.

"Miss, if you wish to register again and have the badge changed, please pay another ten Gold Soul Coins."

The staff member gave Xiao Wu a slight bow and spoke to her with a smile.

Details determined success or failure. One could not strike a smiling face. No matter how dissatisfied Xiao Wu was, she could only mutter a few complaints to herself.

"Forget it, Xiao Wu. It's only a name."

Tang San came over and pulled Xiao Wu away. The other party had engraved the badge incorrectly, but they had not made it clear enough themselves.

Having it engraved again would cost ten Gold Soul Coins.

With Tang San soothing her, Xiao Wu stopped dwelling on it.

After registering for both one-on-one and two-on-two Spirit Master duels, the two returned to where Zhong Li and the others were standing. They planned to enter the Great Soul Arena together later.

What Tang San had not expected was that the registration fee alone cost ten Gold Soul Coins.

The others did not register for two-on-two matches. They had all signed up for one-on-one Spirit Master duels.

Soul Fighting Arena matches were divided into sparring matches, gambling matches, death matches, and so on.

Those from Shrek had all registered for sparring matches.

As the name implied, such matches generally did not result in severe injuries or deaths.

Once one side admitted defeat or stepped off the arena, the other side was forbidden from continuing their attack.

Likewise, they were forbidden from delivering killing blows.

However, Spirit Skills had no eyes...

While everyone was still waiting for Zhao Yun to return, an elderly man appeared before them.

His attire was almost identical to Zhong Li's. His graying hair had been groomed meticulously and tied behind his back.

The old man merely stood there without deliberately targeting anyone, yet an invisible pressure bore down on them so heavily that they could barely breathe.

"A Title Douluo!"

The first to react was Xiao Wu, who had once been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Facing a Title Douluo, Sister Xiao Wu was not afraid at all. As long as he was not a Peerless Douluo, it was fine.

The old man stared straight at Zhong Li without any particular expression.

He was one of the Zhong Family's highest-ranking officials within the Soul Fighting Arena.

As a top official, he had to inspect the development of the Soul Fighting Arenas under his charge from time to time. He would root out worms and rats to safeguard the Zhong Family's interests.

Of course, it was impossible to eliminate every worm and rat completely. He only picked out the major ones to kill as a warning to the rest.

They could be greedy, but not too greedy! They still had to be given something to eat...

Zhong Li: Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes...

Zhong Li looked at the old man in confusion. Why was this man wearing the Hall of Rebirth daily uniform he had "designed"?

"Young friend, may I ask your name?"

The old man did not fly into a rage immediately. On Douluo Continent, no one dared imitate the Zhong Family's clothing.

The old man's Martial Soul was not the Dragon Gallbladder Spear. It was a Mutated Martial Soul, but his talent was excellent, and he had received the family's cultivation.

Although he held a high position in the Zhong Family, he was not qualified to attend that meeting. He was not a direct descendant of the family.

He had seen nearly every family member around Zhong Li's age.

But he had never seen Zhong Li before, which was why he asked.

Zhong Li was still wondering why the old man was dressed exactly like him when the old man asked first.

Because of My Soul Saint Father, he was rather famous across Douluo Continent.

Others might imitate his clothing and style, but over the years, he had never actually seen anyone do so...

Now, he had suddenly encountered a Title Douluo dressed exactly like him. It would have been strange if he were not shocked.

He did not think too much about it. What if the old man was one of his fans?

"My name is Zhong Li."

Zhong Li answered. Since the old man had asked so politely, he could not very well refuse.

Upon hearing Zhong Li state his name, the old man thought for a moment, then seemed to remember something. The corner of his mouth rose slightly.

He was very familiar with the name Zhong Li. Was this not the current patriarch's grandson?

Back when Zhong Daoming had sought him out to help publish My Soul Saint Father, how could he not have become familiar with it?

Thinking of how this brat had been able to say such absurdly boastful words at the age of six, he could no longer hold it in.

Still, to confirm it, he asked:

"Is your father named Zhong Tian?"

This brat did not look like he was only twelve at all!

Zhong Li: ?

He seemed to be someone from the family. Otherwise, how could he have guessed that Zhong Li's father was Zhong Tian from just his name?

But what was with those clothes?

"Yes, my father is Zhong Tian. May I ask who you are, Senior?"

Hearing Zhong Li's reply, the old man smiled in satisfaction.

"This old man is called Qian Gu Wolong. If we truly count the relations, I am your maternal granduncle. Your grandmother is my cousin."

Zhong Li: Your Martial Soul wouldn't happen to be the Coiled Dragon Staff, would it?

In fact, Zhong Li had guessed correctly. The Coiled Dragon Staff Martial Soul had indeed been passed down from Qian Gu Wolong...

"Granduncle?"

The companions were all stunned! Aside from Xiao Wu and Zhong Li, no one knew the old man's true strength. They only felt that he was definitely a powerful expert.

"Brat Zhong Li, are you out traveling and gaining experience?"

Qian Gu Wolong asked.

He did not know much about Zhong Li's circumstances. He only knew that Zhong Li's Martial Soul was also a Mutated Martial Soul, and that he possessed Innate Full Soul Power as a Support Type Spirit Master.

He knew nothing else.

"By universal logic, Granduncle, you are correct. The continent is so vast. I want to see it for myself."

Qian Gu Wolong: ...

"Good! That is an excellent idea! It is good to broaden your horizons!"

"Take this token. Other than the Soul Fighting Arena in Spirit City, it will work at any Soul Fighting Arena on the continent."

Qian Gu Wolong took out his personal token and handed it to Zhong Li.

He knew that Gongsun Li had run away with Zhong Tian. He had not seen them at this year's family gathering.

That meant they had not returned with Zhong Li yet.

As for Zhong Li's clothes, when Zhong Daoming had proposed using this set as the family attire, he had said it was designed by the patriarch's grandson.

The patriarch had only one son, Zhong Tian, and Zhong Tian currently had only one son, Zhong Li.

Therefore, the patriarch's grandson equaled Zhong Li.

Since they had met, what was wrong with offering him a little help?

What? He did not need the token? The clothes alone would do?

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