At the center of the arena, Ye Xingchen remained calm after his brief victory. He looked at the three girls waiting for him, then slowly walked over.
"You really can't judge a man by his appearance or measure the sea with a bucket! This young gentleman is so powerful, he's completely upended my view of the world!"
Seeing that the battle had ended, the exuberant host slowly flew down from the high platform, raised the microphone, and called out to everyone around.
The spectators below sighed, especially those who had just placed the wrong bets, their faces full of complaints. Those who had stood alone and consistently backed the right contender, however, had earned enough to fill their pots and bowls, and their faces were wreathed in smiles.
"Husband, you're truly incredible!"
"At this rate, once you get your third Soul Ring, you'll probably be the strongest Soul Elder, won't you?"
Her face brimming with delight, Ning Rongrong glanced at Ye Xingchen, then stepped forward, linked her arm through his, and asked with a grin.
"Probably, but getting that third Soul Ring will take some luck!"
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, stroked Ning Rongrong's head, and spoke with a smile.
"What an enviable ability. You're only level twenty-nine, a Soul Grandmaster, yet your strength already rivals a top-tier Soul Elder!" Xiao Wu exclaimed.
"Once you become a Soul Elder, your strength will probably already rival a Soul Elder's. Fighting across ranks like this is nothing more than a piece of cake for you!"
At Xiao Wu's words, the pride on Ning Rongrong's face grew even stronger. She nodded, then said with a smile:
"Of course! My husband is invincible beneath the heavens. He's destined to take me all across the Douluo Continent!"
Standing beside them, Zhu Zhuqing smiled. Watching the two holding hands, a faint glimmer of envy appeared in her eyes, and she wondered when she would finally get to touch that arm she so yearned for...
"You're not bad yourself. Fighting across cultivation realms is fairly easy for you too, isn't it?"
Ye Xingchen smiled nonchalantly, turned to glance at Xiao Wu, and teased:
"Your Martial Soul is so special. Your strength will probably grow with each passing day!"
Xiao Wu flushed at his words. She knew full well that the man before her knew her identity.
There was nothing she could do about that, and she grew even more curious about his identity. After all, he was the second interesting human she had encountered since leaving the Star Dou Great Forest.
Meanwhile, on a high platform not far away,
Tang San looked at the number plate lighting up in his hand, and his expression shifted slightly.
He immediately turned to look and saw his name prominently listed in the latest match lineup. His opponent was none other than Tang Sect, the persona Ye Xingchen had created.
Seeing Xiao Wu on the big screen, Tang San felt a slight pang in his heart. Is Xiao Wu going to stand against me now too?
"The new lineup is out! Please welcome our contestant Tang San, along with the Stunning Tang Sect, who just won their match!"
"Let them give us another spectacular battle! Keep your eyes wide open when you place your bets this time!"
The glamorous host smiled, immediately yielded the arena, and came before the crowd to tease them.
When the spectators watching the big screen saw that the Stunning Tang Sect was taking the stage again, they erupted into an uproar, each scrambling to reach the service counter and place a bet.
"Put one thousand gold coins on the Stunning Tang Sect for me! I'm betting he'll win. I have to win back my stake this time!"
"I'll put down two thousand gold coins! This Tang San looks like an idiot, the sort who's bound to lose. Their guy is so strong, he'll definitely win!"
"Exactly! That one in blue looks so frail, he definitely can't be much of a fighter. Let's stick with the Stunning Tang Sect..."
Standing at the center of the arena, Ye Xingchen smiled faintly at the match lineup on the big screen. He turned to glance at Tang San approaching the arena, an unusual gleam appearing in his eyes.
"Our opponent is actually Tang San. How should we deal with him this time? He is our classmate, after all!"
Looking thoughtful, Zhu Zhuqing turned to glance at Xiao Wu and tentatively asked:
"Why don't you go, Xiao Wu? It would be awkward for any of us to fight him. What do you think? Besides, we're no match for him!"
Feeling somewhat torn at those words, Xiao Wu nodded. Looking at her Brother Tang San, dressed all in blue, she was just about to step forward when Ye Xingchen reached out to stop her.
"Let me do it. Why should a woman step in for a battle between men?"
A battle between men?
Her pretty face faintly flushed, Xiao Wu was utterly taken aback by those words. Watching the white-clad figure who had already stepped into the arena, she once again felt the little deer in her heart bounding wildly.
Meanwhile, in the arena, Tang San watched that white-clad figure approach once more.
He could not help feeling a trace of pressure. Taking a step forward, he said flatly:
"Haven't we already settled who's stronger? Why are you coming up here again? Was humiliating me once not enough? Do you want to humiliate me a second time?"
At Tang San's words, Ye Xingchen smiled faintly. Looking at the man before him who had already lost his fighting spirit, he said calmly:
"If that's how it is, then let me humiliate you again!"
"Because I think a weakling who's already lost his fighting spirit doesn't deserve to be my opponent. I might as well crush him underfoot!"
Opponent?
His expression bitter, Tang San showed a trace of ruefulness at Ye Xingchen's words.
Looking at the invincible figure before him, he waved his hand, and his Soul Rings emerged.
"Come on, then. I've been constantly reflecting on myself lately too. I refuse to believe I'll lose to you a second time!"
With those words, Tang San immediately closed in at a rapid pace, Soul Power spreading from his hands!
All around the center of the arena, Blue Silver Grass Vines swept toward Ye Xingchen like snakes.
In an instant, they formed a Blue Silver Grass Cage, with wisps of Soul Power capable of numbing a person's consciousness radiating within.
"Tang San went straight for his ultimate move. Looks like he's giving it everything. After all, he's facing an opponent like Brother Ye!"
Watching from the high platform, Dai Mubai could not help shaking his head as he said:
"I'm looking forward more and more to seeing how their showdown plays out. After all, he's the only one who can exchange blows with Brother Ye!"
Oscar smiled dismissively. Watching Tang San rush forward, he teased:
"He's getting a little impatient. Haven't you noticed? His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is mainly used for restraint, but attacking at such close range doesn't match his Martial Soul skills!"
Standing beside him, Ma Hongjun nodded slightly. Glancing at Tang San, he said with a smile:
"Want to make a bet? Tang San is going to lose miserably..."
"Even a combat Soul Master like me couldn't last three seconds against Brother Ye, let alone someone like him!"
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