Douluo: Demonic Piano Martial Soul, Summoning Ancient Divine Beasts
Chapter 33

Whatever, I'll Make My Move

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Chapter 33: Whatever, I'll Make My Move

This sealed VIP Room suited Long Chen perfectly.

All seven members of the Imperial Fighting Team had Silver Soul Badges, while he had never participated in a single Soul Fighting match and therefore couldn't take the field with them.

He would stop Tang San from threatening Ye Lingling within this sealed space.

Before leaving, Ao the Manager had said that the Imperial Fighting Team's opponent tonight was the Kuang Team.

All seven members of the Imperial Fighting Team were Battle Soul Elders, and every one of them had obtained a Silver Soul Badge.

This left them without an opponent in the Soul Elder Level Silver Soul category.

Although the Kuang Team was also a Soul Elder Level team, they had yet to reach the Silver Soul standard.

Sending them into the arena was a necessary expedient, because the Suotuo Great Soul Arena had no Silver Battle Soul Team at the Soul Elder Level.

Tonight's match officially began.

Long Chen and Dugu Bo stood inside the VIP Room, watching the seven members of the Imperial Fighting Team slowly walk onto the arena.

It had been more than a year since he had last seen them, and every one of them had grown stronger.

Soon, the match officially began.

On the Imperial Fighting Team's side, the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo stood at the very front of the formation and activated their defenses.

Behind them, Yu Tianheng took the opportunity to gather strength before launching a fierce attack.

Dugu Yan, Yu Feng, and Osler also unleashed frenzied attacks on their opponents.

Their coordination was flawless. Combined with their suppression through Soul Skills, they quickly beat the members of the Kuang Team into a panicked retreat.

It was a completely one-sided battle. The Imperial Fighting Team easily secured the victory, and Ye Lingling did not even need to act.

After the match ended, Dugu Bo smiled in satisfaction.

"Xiao Chen, let's go. We'll wait for them at the entrance."

"Okay."

Long Chen and Dugu Bo left the Soul Arena and waited at the entrance.

Before long, Qin Ming led the seven members out.

They chatted and laughed, apparently still immersed in the joy of their easy victory.

When they saw Long Chen, the group was both surprised and delighted.

Dugu Yan's eyes widened.

"Long Chen, is that really you?"

"Yanyan, do you have eyes only for your teammates and not your grandfather?"

"Grandpa, what brought you here too?"

Dugu Yan ran over cheerfully and affectionately linked her arm with Dugu Bo's.

"Grandpa, your clothes are so dark that you look like a ghost. I didn't even notice you."

"Heh heh. You performed well tonight. Xiao Chen and I saw everything."

"You watched our match from the VIP Room?"

"That's right."

Grandfather and granddaughter chatted and laughed together.

Long Chen exchanged greetings with Qin Ming and the other teammates.

Qin Ming smiled.

"If I'm not mistaken, your Soul Power should have already surpassed Level Forty, right?"

"Mm."

Long Chen nodded.

The teammates all looked at him with envy.

Yu Tianheng said, "Long Chen, you're truly amazing. You've already become a Four Ring Battle Soul Ancestor. I'm only Level Thirty-Nine even now. Looks like I'll have to work even harder if I want to catch up with you."

"You should be close to breaking through. Let's all keep working hard together."

Qin Ming looked at Long Chen, his eyes filled with approval.

"Long Chen, you're only fifteen, yet you've already reached Level Forty. It's truly unimaginable. Now that you're back, spend more time training with everyone. After all, there's only one year left until the Soul Master Competition."

"Okay, I understand."

Yu Feng gave a mischievous smile.

"All right, we should get going. We need to leave some time for Lingling."

"That's right. You two chat. We won't disturb you, haha!"

The group strode ahead, laughing and chatting.

Long Chen and Ye Lingling walked at the back.

After more than a year apart, Ye Lingling was extremely excited to see Long Chen again.

However, she was not someone who openly expressed her feelings. Seeing everyone gathered around Long Chen and talking to him, she did not immediately go over, merely standing quietly to one side.

Only after everyone had left did she raise her head and carefully look at Long Chen.

Long Chen was dressed in black. His long black hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and a hint of unruly spirit could be seen between the strands.

His features were more handsome than before, with sharply defined angles.

His deep eyes were like stars in the night sky, glittering with wisdom and composure.

His body had clearly grown sturdier. His waist and abdomen were taut, and his every movement carried an unhurried air.

This Long Chen still possessed the youthful innocence that suited his age, yet he had gained a touch more maturity and steadiness. The passage of time had not merely left its mark on him—it had also given him a unique charm.

Ye Lingling quietly gazed at Long Chen before her. Her heart pounded wildly, as though a fawn were charging around inside her chest, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe evenly.

Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her cheeks began to flush faintly, like the dawn spreading across the horizon. She herself remained unaware of the shy beauty she radiated.

Long Chen seemed to notice that something was different about her.

Ye Lingling had changed quite a bit over the past year.

She had grown taller, and she was even more beautiful now.

She was still as well-behaved and quiet as before, though, giving others an intense urge to protect her.

"Lingling, how have you been this past year?"

Ye Lingling nodded lightly.

"Brother Chen, I'm doing well. What about you? Did Senior Dugu give you a hard time?"

"Don't worry. He didn't make things difficult for me. We're already close enough to call each other brothers."

"Really? That's wonderful."

Ye Lingling was happy for Long Chen.

She had originally been worried about him, never expecting him to get along so harmoniously with Dugu Bo.

"How are Uncle and Auntie?"

"Mm, they're both doing well. They miss you and often mention you. They'll definitely be delighted to hear that you're back."

"I miss you all too. Once these few matches are over, let's go home together. I happen to have something to give you."

"Okay."

The two walked and chatted as they went.

When Ye Lingling learned that Long Chen's Soul Power had reached Level Forty-Seven and that his fourth Soul Ring had reached the Ten Thousand Year level, she was utterly shocked.

Before Long Chen had left with Dugu Bo, his Soul Power had only been Level Thirty-Nine.

In a little more than a year, he had risen by eight levels and even acquired a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. It was simply inconceivable.

Long Chen told Ye Lingling not to tell the teammates about his Soul Power Level or his Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring for the time being.

From Ye Lingling, he learned that Dugu Yan had reached Level Thirty-Eight, Shi Mo was also Level Thirty-Eight, Shi Mo was Level Thirty-Seven, and Yu Feng and Osler were both Level Thirty-Six.

Ye Lingling herself was Level Thirty-Five.

Long Chen and Dugu Bo also stayed at the same hotel as the Imperial Fighting Team.

The following evening, the two once again went to the VIP Room of the Central Main Soul Arena in the Suotuo Great Soul Arena to watch the Imperial Fighting Team's match.

The Imperial Fighting Team easily secured another victory.

Long Chen knew that they would soon encounter the Shrek Team.

After dinner that day, Long Chen followed the team toward the Suotuo Great Soul Arena.

Ye Lingling walked beside him.

He said softly, "Lingling, I heard Ao the Manager say that you'll be facing a Soul Elder Level Silver Soul Team tonight. Their strength is not to be underestimated. It's a pity that I can't take the field. But it doesn't matter. When necessary, I'll make my move."

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