Douluo: Starting Out by Snapping Back at Grandmaster

That seemed a little too high-profile.

No...

Why did I have to obsess over swords?

Could I not live without a sword?

Besides, people would know what his Martial Soul was the moment they heard it.

There was no originality at all.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Yu looked up and said, "Then I'll call myself Nine Absolutes."

Nine Absolutes came from the Nine Absolutes Sword Technique.

His future was bound to shine brilliantly because of the Nine Absolutes Sword Technique. And Nine Absolutes was neither too high-profile nor lacking in deeper meaning.

He could use it for his future title as well.

Nine Absolutes Douluo.

It was quite catchy.

The corner of Hua Yuan's mouth twitched.

Nine Absolutes? What kind of shitty name was that?

Still, he said nothing. What title someone chose was their own freedom.

But Lu Fei was different. He understood the meaning behind the title almost instantly and immediately clapped in approval.

Hua Yuan shook his head helplessly.

As one of Douluo Continent's money-burning pits, the Great Soul Arena's matches only began at night. After all, many people still had to work.

After dinner,

the three of them arrived at the Great Soul Arena early.

They found the registration area for one-on-one matches. After paying the fee and registering, Lu Yu quickly received an Iron Fighting Badge and signed up for a one-on-one Soul Fighting match.

"You're sure you want to participate in a Death Match and a Gambling Duel?"

Hearing that Lu Yu wanted to fight three consecutive matches, including a Death Match and a Gambling Duel, the staff member could not help confirming it.

There was no helping it. Lu Yu looked far too young.

It was not unheard of for children his age to come to the Great Soul Arena, but most of them only participated in Gambling Matches. This was the first time she had seen someone enter a Death Match and a Gambling Duel.

After all, those could cost someone their life.

Lu Yu said firmly, "I'm sure!"

The staff member looked suspiciously at Hua Yuan.

What kind of guardian are you?

Your child is so young, yet you're letting him risk his life. Don't tell me you picked him up somewhere?

Hua Yuan was speechless when he met the staff member's gaze.

What the hell did this have to do with me?

Damn it, getting shot while lying down.

"Alright." Seeing that Hua Yuan had nothing to say, the staff member could only reply, "I'll try my best to space out your three matches and give you more time to recover your Soul Power."

Although Lu Yu had already reached level twenty-four Soul Power at such a young age and could be considered a rare genius, the staff member still did not think highly of him.

He was simply too young.

Death Matches and Gambling Duels were not decided by Soul Power Level alone.

Once one stepped onto the ring, no one cared whether they were a genius or some second-generation heir. In the end, only one person could walk off the ring alive.

"Thank you!"

Lu Yu sincerely thanked her.

He was not made of iron. As long as he fought, he would naturally expend Soul Power. Although he did not think anyone this early on could force him to go all out, she meant well in the end.

After Lu Yu came Lu Fei.

Lu Fei also requested to participate in three Soul Fighting matches, leaving the staff member even more shocked.

"Wait... he's at least a battle Soul Master. You're an auxiliary Soul Master, so why are you joining in? Are you tired of living?"

The staff member looked at Lu Fei speechlessly.

Although it was not her duty to warn them, she truly could not understand what this little fellow was thinking.

How was an auxiliary Soul Master supposed to fight others?

Was he going to stuff them to death with Steamed Buns?

And he even wanted to participate in a Death Match and a Gambling Duel.

Wasn't that just throwing his life away?

At that thought, the staff member could not help looking at Hua Yuan again.

Now, she had no choice but to suspect that his family treated him too harshly, perhaps even abused him regularly, causing this Fatty to develop suicidal thoughts.

Chapter 45: So You Really Fought with Your Mouth

Stop looking at me, damn it. I'm wondering the same thing.

Hua Yuan was nearly driven into depression by her gaze.

Before this, he had not known that Lu Fei's Martial Soul was Steamed Buns, nor did he know why Lu Fei had suddenly decided to seek death.

What he understood even less was this.

Lu Yu was actually allowing his auxiliary Soul Master brother to participate in Soul Fighting matches alone—and the matches he was entering were Death Matches and Gambling Duels.

Were those two really brothers?

Though utterly speechless, the staff member ultimately registered Lu Fei anyway.

There was no helping it. This was her duty.

Even if Lu Fei truly wanted to throw his life away, she had no way to refuse him.

After leaving the registration area, Hua Yuan glanced at Lu Fei, who was grinning like an idiot, then looked at Lu Yu. "Are you sure he'll be alright?"

Lu Yu smiled mysteriously. "You'll find out when the time comes."

"Fine..."

Seeing that he was still full of confidence, Hua Yuan could not be bothered to ask further.

Even if something really went wrong, it would not be his responsibility.

The real attraction of the Great Soul Arena was team Soul Fighting.

Thus, one-on-one matches were also called preliminary Soul Fighting matches. They were held first, followed by two-on-two Soul Fighting, and finally the main event, team Soul Fighting.

Lu Yu and Lu Fei's first matches were both assigned to Ring Three of the Fifteenth District.

Lu Yu was in the second match, while Lu Fei was in the third.

When they arrived at the Fifteenth District, Lu Yu discovered that there were hardly any spectators in the stands.

That was understandable.

One-on-one matches were not very entertaining to begin with, much less Gambling Matches. Most spectators had gone to watch Death Matches and Gambling Duels.

By comparison, people were more willing to watch bloodier fights, because only battles that sent adrenaline surging could give them the thrill they sought.

Why else did people come to the Great Soul Arena if not for a visual feast?

Of course, some came for the money.

The first match ended quickly.

Led by a staff member, Lu Yu entered the waiting area. Only when he heard the Master of Ceremonies call for him did he leave the waiting area and step onto the ring.

His opponent was a fierce-looking middle-aged man.

When the other man saw Lu Yu, he froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Wait... little brat, have you even grown all your hair yet? And you're here to fight?"

Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged. He could not be bothered with him at all.

There was no point in arguing. He only wanted to end the fight quickly.

Only after the Master of Ceremonies announced that both sides could reveal their Martial Souls did Lu Yu calmly say, "Nine Absolutes, level twenty-four assault-type weapon Soul Master. Martial Soul: Eight-Faced Han Sword."

Lu Yu had no choice but to engage in the foolish custom of introducing himself. That was simply the culture of Douluo Continent.

After speaking, Lu Yu did not reveal his Martial Soul. Instead, he took the Eight-Faced Han Sword that he had previously given Lu Fei from his Storage Ring.

If he could avoid exposing his Soul Rings, he would avoid it.

That would save him a great deal of trouble.

In any case, the Great Soul Arena had no rule against using external items.

And now that Lu Fei had Sword Finger, he had no use for this Eight-Faced Han Sword.

"Brat, don't say I didn't warn you. If you don't reveal your Martial Soul now, you won't get another chance later." Seeing that a little brat actually dared to look down on him, the middle-aged man grew angry.

Lu Yu said disdainfully, "You talk too much. Do you fight with your mouth?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened, but he still patiently said, "Mad Blade, level twenty-five assault-type weapon Soul Master. Martial Soul: Silver Ring Great Blade."

As Mad Blade's words fell, a nearly two-meter-long Silver Ring Great Blade appeared in his hand.

Then, two yellow Soul Rings rose around him.

As expected, none of those who came to the Soul Fighting Arena were pushovers.

A standard optimal Soul Ring configuration.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the Master of Ceremonies announced, "Soul Fighting match, begin!"

The instant the word "begin" fell, Lu Yu shot forward.

"So fast..."

Mad Blade's pupils contracted. Just as he was about to react, Lu Yu had already closed in, his blade pressed against Mad Blade's neck.

In that instant,

cold sweat poured down Mad Blade's back.

If his opponent applied even a little more force, he would probably be dead.

"So you really fought with your mouth." Lu Yu sneered coldly, then glanced toward the Master of Ceremonies, who had yet to recover.

At that moment, the Master of Ceremonies was a little stunned.

He had hosted so many battles, but this was the first time he had encountered one that ended one second after it began.

"Um... Nine Absolutes wins!" The Master of Ceremonies did not even know how he had announced the result.

Only then did Lu Yu withdraw his sword and turn to leave.

It was only the first match for an Iron Fighting Badge. There was nothing worth being proud of.

In the stands, Hua Yuan was also somewhat stunned.

That was... over?

Wait... the other guy's Soul Power Level was at least one level higher than yours.

Wasn't that a little too humiliating?

If everyone were like Lu Yu, how would the Great Soul Arena make any money?

Meanwhile, Lu Fei wore an expression as though everything had gone exactly as expected. He turned and headed toward the entrance waiting area.

Lu Yu left the ring, and Lu Fei took the stage.