An Unreconciled Flender

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 he was shocked by the strength of Luo Yan, he had not yet lost his reason and knew that it was not the right time to make a move.

The three of them stopped talking and waited for the challenger ahead to take the stage.

After Luo Yan arrived on the arena stage, he gave his usual speech.

After listening to his speech, not only the original residents of Suotuo City but also those who had traveled to Suotuo City were stirred up emotionally.

They wished they could trample Luo Yan under their feet.

In a short period of time, it was difficult to obtain resentment points from the same person twice.

Therefore, after harvesting a wave of resentment points, Luo Yan didn't waste any more breath and directly announced that the first challenger could take the stage.

The first challenger was quite interesting; he was a Control-type Soul Saint.

Although his attacks were not strong, his soul skills were extremely annoying.

His goal was also very obvious: he wanted to force Xiao Wu to release her martial soul so that he could obtain those ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the strength of Xiao Wu.

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

Most importantly, after Xiao Wu became a demonic beast, her martial soul had transformed into her bloodline, so it was naturally impossible for him to force it out.

In the end, she still kicked him off the arena stage.

The second and third challengers had the same idea as the first Soul Saint, but they were all dealt with by Xiao Wu.

Flender?

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

Flender's image was simply too distinct; although Luo Yan had never seen the real Flender, he recognized him the moment he saw him.

It makes sense; with so many Gold Soul Coins, it's impossible for a profiteer like Flender not to be tempted.

Luo Yan secretly guessed in his heart.

However, he had no interest in the purpose of Flender's appearance now; he only wanted to collect more resentment points.

"Xiao Wu, go a bit harder later."

After Luo Yan gave his instructions, he stopped paying attention to Flender and continued his mass-taunting mode.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu looked at Flender curiously, wondering why Luo Yan wanted her to take special care of him.

However, since Luo Yan had already announced the start of the match, Xiao Wu didn't think too much about it.

From the very beginning, Flender summoned his Cat Eagle martial soul to fly up and then kept trying to kite Xiao Wu.

His goal was not to defeat Xiao Wu, but to force her martial soul out.

Unfortunately, what Flender didn't know was that Xiao Wu's ability to take to the air was not just for a short duration.

Even long-term flight could not stump Xiao Wu, and coupled with her speed, Flender simply could not escape her grasp.

With two of Xiao Wu's teleports and kicks, Flender's wings were snapped directly, and he fell onto the arena stage.

Then, he was kicked off the stage by Xiao Wu like a dead dog.

The match process did not take much time.

Because of Luo Yan's instructions, Xiao Wu's attacks were much more ruthless, and she used her full strength for every strike.

Like the previous contestants, Flender was blasted off the stage, but he didn't know how many of his ribs had been broken.

This injury would take at least a month or more to recover from.

"You!"

Feeling the injuries inside his body, Flender looked toward Xiao Wu's direction and spat out three mouthfuls of blood.

He couldn't even crawl up now.

But no one in the entire plaza was looking at him; they all had their eyes fixed on Xiao Wu on the stage.

"Could this young girl be some old hag? To have this kind of strength at this age."

"If she has this kind of strength, then that young man's strength might be even greater. Is it possible that no one in our Suotuo City can successfully challenge them?"

"It's a bit difficult. Generally, experts above the Soul Douluo level are backed by sects. Unless they happen to be passing by, there's no reason for them to make the trip."

"Sigh, watching that Luo Yan being so arrogant on the stage, I really want to go down and beat him up!"

"He hasn't made a move yet. What if he's just an ordinary person who isn't even a soul master? If you think you can do it, go up and try!"

"..."

The audience discussed among themselves.

They looked at Luo Yan, who was still mocking the crowd, wishing they could rush up and tear him to pieces.

Unfortunately, no one dared to step onto the stage, so they could only seethe in silent anger.

After Flender failed, a level 79 Power Attack System Soul Saint came up, but he was defeated after exchanging a dozen moves with Xiao Wu.

Everyone could see that Xiao Wu's strength was likely that of a relatively strong Soul Douluo.

Even if she released her Martial Soul, it was estimated that she wouldn't reach the level of a Title Douluo.

The last one in line was a level 81 Soul Douluo, and they hoped this final challenger could defeat Xiao Wu.

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

Otherwise, for a city with a population of a million to fail to even force their opponent to use a Martial Soul would be an absolute disgrace.

However, when this Soul Douluo officially stepped onto the stage, the result left them feeling somewhat desperate.

Although he was able to trade blows with Xiao Wu, and only lost because of her overwhelming advantage in speed.

But when this Soul Douluo left the stage, he still hadn't managed to make Xiao Wu "release her Martial Soul."

"Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

Luo Yan came to Xiao Wu's side and asked with concern.

Xiao Wu's current strength was equivalent to a Soul Douluo around level 85.

Moreover, Xiao Wu had not yet comprehended her own bloodline divine ability, so her strength was somewhat discounted.

Being able to defeat her opponent so decisively had already exceeded Luo Yan's expectations.

"Brother Luo Yan, don't worry, I'm fine. He doesn't have the qualifications to hurt me!" A proud expression hung on Xiao Wu's rosy little face.

She was very satisfied with her current strength and felt quite confident.

"Alright, you go ahead and recover your spiritual energy. If anyone else comes up for the next round, let me handle it!"

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

"Fine."

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

She then sat down cross-legged beside Luo Yan.

After the Soul Douluo expert was defeated, the entire spectator area and the waiting area fell into a deathly silence.

The original residents of Suotuo City felt a sense of despair as they watched this scene.

Even a Soul Douluo hadn't been able to force Xiao Wu to use her Martial Soul; they didn't know how they could possibly salvage the reputation of Suotuo City.

Although Suotuo City was a major city with a million people, it wasn't the imperial capital, and finding a Title Douluo here was nearly impossible.

Seeing Xiao Wu obediently listening to him, Luo Yan began his taunting once again:

"Why is no one daring to come up anymore? Is this really all the strength you have?"

"It's truly laughable. I think you all should just go home and hold your children; stop embarrassing yourselves here."

"What? Are you unconvinced? If you're unconvinced, come on up and let this young master see how much you're really worth!"

With every word Luo Yan spoke, he harvested a wave of resentment.

Watching the murderous glares from the audience, he felt incredibly happy inside.

After Xiao Wu defeated the Soul Douluo, the audience had witnessed her strength, and after Luo Yan waited for a while, no one stepped onto the stage.

Seeing this, Luo Yan didn't intend to wait any longer and left the Great Soul Fighting Arena directly.