Rising Fame

Rising to Fame

On the Soul Arena Platform, a young woman with a seductive figure stood at the center.

"Next, please welcome Linglong, a Battle Soul Master with the Beast Martial Soul Shadow Cat who has won three consecutive matches, and White Mask, a Battle Soul Master with the Weapon Soul Dragon Roar Spear."

"May the two Battle Soul Masters take the stage."

Liu Yanyang slowly walked onto the platform and looked across from him.

A... man in high heels, with a slender, tall figure, an orchid finger pose, and an alluring gait, slowly stepped onto the stage and stared at Liu Yanyang with interest.

Being sized up by such a freak made Liu Yanyang feel nauseated. He had never expected such a creature to exist on Douluo Continent.

Cheers in support of Linglong rose from the audience, with some people even hoping to steal a kiss from her.

Looking at Liu Yanyang across from her, clad in black robes and not particularly tall, Linglong pinched her voice and giggled.

"So it's a little brother!"

"Little brother, call me big sister. When we fight later, big sister will be gentle and won't hurt you!"

A chill ran down his spine. Without another word, Liu Yanyang summoned his Dragon Roar Spear and pointed it directly at Linglong.

"Looks like little brother refuses a toast only to drink a forfeit. Don't blame big sister for being ruthless with a certain part of you later."

Linglong said angrily, instantly completing her possession. Both her eyes changed color, revealing dark green pupils. A pair of cat ears perked up slightly, and as the fingers of both hands flicked, sharp, thorn-like claws sprang from her palms.

She crouched low, staring teasingly at Liu Yanyang as though he were her prey.

The Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up, and her body suddenly sprang forward. Leaving a string of afterimages behind her, she lunged at Liu Yanyang head-on.

At the same time, the claws on her left hand shot out and suddenly stretched toward him, razor-sharp.

Linglong reached him in the blink of an eye, charging in with overwhelming momentum.

Liu Yanyang merely shifted to the side, easily dodging the claws.

At the same time, he gripped his spear one-handed, turned, and swung with all his strength, striking Linglong squarely across the back while she was still airborne.

Her entire body turned into a shadow as she flew into the wall at high speed, kicking up clouds of dust.

The audience instantly fell silent. The people in the stands could not believe what they were seeing. The match had ended after a single exchange. They had paid to come in, and this was what they got?

"I declare that the winner of this match is the newcomer Battle Soul Master, White Mask. Let us congratulate him."

The audience immediately erupted into shrill curses. They had thought it was a guaranteed win, only to lose everything.

Cries of "fixed match," "scam," "trash," and all kinds of other insults rang out from the stands.

However, none of that had anything to do with him. He quickly left the Soul Arena Platform alone.

He had truly been disgusted today. Anyone would be in a bad mood after being teased by such a freak.

Liu Yanyang went to the registration desk to record his points and collected his reward for winning the Soul Battle.

Days passed one after another, and Liu Yanyang went to the Great Soul Arena every day for solo Soul Battles.

Gradually, the title "White Mask" became increasingly famous at the Great Soul Arena in Star Luo City, known by more and more people.

After achieving ten consecutive victories, Liu Yanyang was promoted to a Bronze Soul Master in one stroke. After that, he pushed his winning streak all the way to twenty-three.

This matter caused a tremendous sensation, and more and more factions began planning to approach him.

After all, among Soul Grandmasters with the same Soul Battle badge rank, there was practically no one left who could contend with him. Not everyone could advance as triumphantly as he had.

Moreover, the Great Soul Arena stipulated that Soul Battle badges, from lowest to highest, were Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Purple Gold, Sapphire, Ruby, and the highest rank, Diamond.

Everyone began as an Iron Soul Master. For every Soul Battle victory, aside from receiving a reward of ten Gold Soul Coins, they also earned one point. Advancing from Iron Soul Master to Bronze Soul Master required one hundred points.

As a result, there were no longer any suitable opponents for him in the Soul Grandmaster division.

Therefore, after discussing the matter with the supervisor of the Great Soul Arena, the Great Soul Arena offered him ten thousand Gold Soul Coins per match.

They invited him to register for a challenge across ranks and compete against Soul Masters in the Main Soul Arena.

As soon as the news spread, it sparked the interest of countless people.

"A Soul Grandmaster challenging a Soul Elder across ranks? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"This news came directly from inside the Great Soul Arena. How could it be fake?"

"That Soul Grandmaster, White Mask, is the Great Soul Arena's rising star right now. He's won twenty-three matches in a row, and he hasn't used a single soul skill so far. He defeated every opponent solely with the spear martial soul in his hand."

"He's that strong?"

"Yeah. Who knows which major faction that genius came from? But his opponents are all Soul Elders now, so it probably won't be as easy as before. They have one more soul skill, and his Soul Power is also far behind. His winning streak may very well end here!"

"No matter what, I'm going to watch. It'll definitely be spectacular!"

After the Great Soul Arena's promotion, whether they knew about it already or not, everyone became extremely interested in the cross-rank Soul Battle a few days later.

Meanwhile, Liu Yanyang ran into a small problem. He had rejected every faction that had approached him one by one.

However, the person inviting him for a meeting today was Star Luo First Prince Dai Weisi.

Liu Yanyang felt somewhat helpless, but considering that this was, after all, someone else's territory, he could not simply slap them in the face.

Thus, led by a servant, he entered a luxurious lounge.

On the sofa sat a handsome man with long golden hair draped behind his back.

There was a beauty on each side of him in his arms. His lips curled slightly upward, his gaze burning hot as his large hands kneaded the women's ample curves without restraint.

This should be Dai Weisi. But this lecherous look... could it be a tradition of the Star Luo Royal Family? Liu Yanyang thought to himself.

Seeing Liu Yanyang arrive, Dai Weisi, who had been about to have some fun, could only forcibly hold himself back.

He stood, extended a hand, and wore a faint smile. "White Mask, I've long admired your name!"

Not wishing to offend him, Liu Yanyang extended his own hand as well. After a brief handshake, he withdrew it.

"A pleasure, a pleasure. May I ask what important matter His Highness the First Prince summoned me here for?"

Dai Weisi said nothing. He merely invited Liu Yanyang to sit on the sofa, then had someone bring wine and snacks.

Only after taking a small sip of wine did Dai Weisi slowly begin to speak.

"I can see that you are a decisive man, so I won't beat around the bush."

"This prince sincerely invites you to join my ranks and work for me."

"Rest assured, this prince will cover all your future Soul Rings. Money, power, and beauties—this prince can give you all of them."

As he spoke, he nudged the voluptuous, seductive woman in his arms.

Understanding his meaning, the woman rose and slowly walked toward Liu Yanyang, her gaze alluring and her graceful figure on full display.

"Stop..." After halting the woman, Liu Yanyang said softly, "My apologies, His Highness the First Prince, but I have no interest in the royal family's struggle for power. I will leave Star Luo City within a few days at most."

With that, Liu Yanyang stood, turned toward the door, and walked straight out of the lounge.

At that moment, Dai Weisi's expression gradually turned cold, his eyes fixed viciously on the direction Liu Yanyang had left.

He beckoned to a servant and said in an icy tone, "Go find someone to make arrangements. A mere Soul Grandmaster actually doesn't know his place!"

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