Flender's Resentment

Flender was determined to get his hands on those ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

"Dean, I know what I'm doing!"

Dai Mubai nodded slightly.

Although Luo Yan's strength had shocked him, he hadn't lost his head. He knew this wasn't the time to make a move.

The three fell silent, waiting for the next challenger to step forward.

After Luo Yan stepped onto the arena, he gave his usual speech.

His words stirred up the emotions of everyone who heard them, whether they were Suotuo City natives or people who had traveled there.

They couldn't wait to stomp Luo Yan into the ground.

It was difficult to get Resentment Points from the same person twice in a short period.

So after collecting one wave of Resentment Points, Luo Yan didn't waste any more time. He immediately announced that the first challenger could enter the arena.

The first challenger was quite interesting: a control-type Soul Saint.

His attacks weren't very strong, but his Soul Skills were extremely troublesome.

His aim was obvious: he wanted to force Xiao Wu to release her Martial Soul and claim the ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Unfortunately, he had underestimated Xiao Wu's strength.

His control skills only gave Xiao Wu a few extra moves to use.

More importantly, after Xiao Wu became a demon beast, her Martial Soul had turned into her bloodline. Naturally, there was no way he could force her to release it.

In the end, Xiao Wu kicked him off the arena.

The second and third challengers had the same idea as the first Soul Saint, but Xiao Wu dealt with them just as easily.

Flender?

Seeing the fourth figure appear on the arena, Luo Yan narrowed his eyes.

Flender's appearance was simply too distinctive. Although Luo Yan had never met the real Flender, he recognized him the moment he saw him.

"That makes sense. With so many Gold Soul Coins at stake, there's no way a greedy businessman like Flender wouldn't be tempted."

Luo Yan silently speculated.

But he had no interest in why Flender had appeared. He only wanted to collect more Resentment Points.

"Xiao Wu, hit him a little harder this time."

After giving her that instruction, Luo Yan paid Flender no more attention and continued his relentless taunting.

At his words, Xiao Wu looked at Flender curiously, unsure why Luo Yan wanted her to take special care of him.

But Luo Yan had already announced the start of the match, so Xiao Wu didn't think much of it.

Flender immediately summoned his Cat Eagle Martial Soul and took to the air, then kept his distance from Xiao Wu.

He wasn't trying to defeat Xiao Wu. He wanted to force her to reveal her Martial Soul.

What Flender didn't know was that Xiao Wu could stay airborne for far longer than a moment.

Even sustained flight was no challenge for her. And with her speed, Flender couldn't escape her grasp.

After Xiao Wu used her instant-transmission leaps twice, she stepped down hard on Flender's wings and broke them. He crashed onto the arena.

Then Xiao Wu kicked him off like a dead dog.

The match didn't take long.

At Luo Yan's instruction, Xiao Wu had hit much harder than before, putting all her strength into every attack.

Like the challengers before him, Flender was knocked off the arena. But who knew how many of his ribs had been broken.

His injuries would take at least a month to heal.

"You!"

Feeling the injuries inside him, Flender looked toward Xiao Wu and spat out three mouthfuls of blood.

He couldn't even crawl now.

But no one in the entire plaza looked at him. Every eye was fixed on Xiao Wu, who stood on the arena.

"Could that girl be some old lady in disguise? How else could someone her age be this strong?"

"If she's that strong, then the boy might be even stronger. Could it be that no one in Suotuo City can beat them?"

"It'll be tough. Most experts above Soul Douluo level belong to a sect. Unless one happens to be passing through, they have no reason to make the trip."

"Ugh, watching Luo Yan act so arrogantly up there makes me want to go down and beat him up!"

"He hasn't fought yet. What if he's just an ordinary person who isn't even a Soul Master? If you think you can take him, go on and try!"

"..."

The spectators buzzed with discussion.

They looked at Luo Yan, who was still taunting them, and wished they could rush over and tear him apart.

Unfortunately, no one dared to enter the arena. They could only seethe in silence.

After Flender's defeat, a level-seventy-nine Power Attack System Soul Saint stepped forward. He exchanged more than ten moves with Xiao Wu before finally losing.

Everyone could see that Xiao Wu was probably as strong as a high-ranking Soul Douluo.

Even if she released her Martial Soul, she probably wouldn't reach the level of a Titled Douluo.

The final challenger was a level-eighty-one Soul Douluo. The spectators hoped he could defeat Xiao Wu.

At the very least, they wanted him to force her to reveal her Martial Soul.

Otherwise, it would be a disgrace for a city of a million people to be unable to force her to reveal it.

But when the Soul Douluo officially entered the arena, the result left them feeling hopeless.

He managed to hold his own against Xiao Wu, and the main reason he lost was her overwhelming speed advantage.

But even as he left the arena, the Soul Douluo had still failed to make Xiao Wu "release her Martial Soul."

"Xiao Wu, are you all right?"

Luo Yan came over to Xiao Wu and asked with concern.

Xiao Wu's current strength was roughly equivalent to that of a level-eighty-five Soul Douluo.

And she hadn't yet comprehended her Bloodline Divine Ability, so her strength was somewhat diminished.

The fact that she had defeated her opponent so decisively was already beyond Luo Yan's expectations.

"Don't worry, Brother Luo Yan. I'm fine. He wasn't strong enough to hurt me!" Xiao Wu said proudly, her rosy little face beaming.

She was very satisfied with her current strength and confident in herself.

"All right, recover your spiritual power first. If anyone steps up for the next match, I'll take over."

Luo Yan wiped the sweat from Xiao Wu's forehead, knowing she was putting on a brave face.

"Okay."

Realizing he had seen through her, Xiao Wu playfully stuck out her tongue.

Then she sat down cross-legged beside Luo Yan.

After the Soul Douluo was defeated, the entire audience and waiting area fell silent.

The people of Suotuo City were filled with despair.

Even a Soul Douluo hadn't been able to force Xiao Wu to use her Martial Soul. They had no idea how to salvage Suotuo City's pride.

Although Suotuo City had a population of a million, it wasn't the imperial capital. Finding even one Titled Douluo here was almost impossible.

Seeing Xiao Wu obediently follow his instructions, Luo Yan began taunting the crowd again:

"Why has no one else dared to step forward? Is this really all you've got?"

"You're a joke. I think you'd all be better off going home to hold your babies instead of making fools of yourselves here."

"What's wrong? Don't like that? Then come on up and let me see what you're made of!"

With every sentence Luo Yan spoke, he collected another wave of Resentment Points.

Seeing the spectators' murderous looks made him feel especially pleased.

After Xiao Wu defeated the Soul Douluo, the spectators had seen how strong she was. Luo Yan waited for a while, but no one else entered the arena.

Seeing that, Luo Yan decided not to wait any longer and left the Great Soul Fighting Arena.