Douluo: Starting Out by Rebuking the Grandmaster

Since when had support Soul Masters become this powerful?

If support Soul Masters could be this amazing,

wouldn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect soar straight to the heavens?

Where had Spirit City found these two freaks?

Previously, he had thought the two were descendants of some elder from Spirit City, but now it seemed they probably were not.

Otherwise, if Spirit City had produced two such freaks, there was no way he would not have heard even the slightest rumor. Spirit City was not afraid that anyone would dare make a move against their descendants.

At most, they would just provide them with better protection.

Yet the two had come to Heaven Dou City without any guards at all. Salas even began to doubt whether they had truly come from Spirit City.

Logically speaking, people like them should not have been allowed to run around on their own.

Could they have been recruited from somewhere else and not yet gone to Spirit City?

Thinking about it that way, it made sense.

The two had not yet gone to Spirit City, and those above might not even know just how freakish they were, which was why no guards had been arranged for them.

They had merely informed him to help keep an eye on them.

Yes, that had to be it.

But should he report this information?

If he reported it, he was afraid he would be making a fuss over nothing. If he did not, he was afraid those above had not known originally, only to find out later and come looking for trouble with him.

What a headache.

Watching Salas's dumbfounded expression, Hua Yuan secretly chuckled.

Stunned, weren't you?

Good. That was what you got for making me be a bodyguard.

After pondering for a moment, Salas came to a decision.

He should report it after all.

It was never wrong to be cautious. Doing something for nothing was still better than doing nothing at all.

"Alright, I understand. Go apply at the armory and say I approved it." Salas felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Two divine weapons were not cheap.

Although he could apply to those above for reimbursement, did he dare?

Obviously not.

As for those above taking the initiative to reimburse him...

Ehm... he could dream about it tonight.

"Uh... well..." Hua Yuan said cautiously, "You see... Chief Bishop, the divine weapons they want have specific requirements. I think they'll need to be custom-made."

"What did you say?" Salas stared at Hua Yuan in disbelief.

Two divine weapons had already hurt enough.

And they fucking had to be custom-made too.

Damn it!

Did those two little brats know how much it would cost to custom-make two divine weapons?

"Ahem..."

Hua Yuan did not know what else to say. He could only cough twice to hide his embarrassment while taking out Lu Yu's Eight-Faced Han Sword.

Then he said, "Here, like this."

Salas took a close look and immediately felt even more speechless.

This was supposed to be a sword?

"Leave it here. Once it's done, I'll have someone deliver it to them." Salas drew a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the displeasure in his heart.

"Um..."

"Get out!"

Salas glared and directly cut Hua Yuan off.

He was truly scared.

Whenever this guy opened his mouth, nothing good came of it. He was genuinely afraid the other man would make another unreasonable request.

"Uh..."

Hua Yuan was a little bewildered. He had merely wanted to ask roughly how long it would take.

How had this...

Forget it.

If he could not ask, then he would not ask. Why did he have to be so fierce?

Cursing under his breath, Hua Yuan turned and left the office.

"What's so interesting about Gambling Matches? They're like children playing house, without the slightest challenge."

Just moments ago,

when they had returned home, Lu Yu had advised Lu Fei to temporarily give up Death Matches and Gambling Duels until their weapons arrived. Lu Fei had immediately become unhappy.

Lu Yu was helpless about this and earnestly persuaded him, "Soul Elder-level opponents aren't as simple as you imagine. Forget you—even I could stumble if I'm not careful."

Lu Fei argued, "Brother Yu, you have to believe in my strength. If I truly feel pressured, I'll naturally give up, but not now."

Lu Yu gave him a deep look.

He was helpless, yet he had no choice but to agree.

At present, early-stage Soul Elders truly found it difficult to put much pressure on Lu Fei.

But it was better to be safe than sorry.

What if he encountered a Soul Elder with an advanced, or even top-tier, Martial Soul ahead of time? Lu Fei would have no room for regret then.

But he also knew

that with Lu Fei's personality, no amount of persuasion would work.

If Lu Yu did not let him fight, this guy might secretly run off to register anyway.

Then something might truly happen.

In the end, Lu Yu had no choice but to compromise and agree to let Lu Fei continue participating in Death Matches and Gambling Duels.

But there was one condition.

If he discovered that Lu Fei was under pressure during a fight, Lu Fei had to immediately stop registering for subsequent matches, and Lu Yu would be the one to judge that level of pressure.

If Lu Fei did not listen, then he should forget about staying by Lu Yu's side in the future.

Lu Fei naturally agreed without hesitation.

After their discussion ended, the two returned to their respective rooms and began cultivating their Soul Power.

The night passed without incident.

Hua Yuan did not return until nearly dawn.

During breakfast, Hua Yuan said, "The weapons are already being arranged, but it's still unclear exactly when they'll be completed."

Lu Yu nodded. "As long as it's being handled, we can wait for the exact timing."

Hua Yuan asked again, "Are you two still going to the Soul Fighting Arena tonight?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't we?" Lu Yu answered without even thinking.

Since Lu Fei could not be persuaded, there was no point in trying.

Completing the task as soon as possible was what mattered.

Hua Yuan said in surprise, "Aren't you going to consider resting for a few days?"

In his view, there had to be a balance between exertion and rest.

Training was certainly necessary, but staying in the Soul Fighting Arena all the time did not mean much.

Soul Power Level had to remain the priority.

No matter how abundant one's practical combat experience was, what use was it without sufficient Soul Power Level? Could a Soul Grandmaster defeat a Title Douluo solely through combat experience?

Lu Yu said calmly, "The goal of the first stage of training is the Silver Soul Badge. Once we obtain the Silver Soul Badge, we probably won't go again for a while."

Hua Yuan helplessly shook his head.

How could the Silver Soul Badge be so easy to obtain?

Could these two little fellows really think they could keep winning all the way from the Bronze Soul rank to the Silver Soul rank?

If that was what they thought,

then they were being far too naive.

At the Bronze Soul rank, especially near the Silver Soul rank, none of them were mediocre.

It might be different in some small city, since the number of Soul Masters would be limited and there would not be many geniuses. But this was Heaven Dou City.

As the capital of a nation,

this place lacked nothing but geniuses—geniuses of every kind.

Even with their strange movement technique and swordsmanship, Hua Yuan still did not think highly of them.

Without half a year, it would probably be very difficult.

And the Soul Fighting Arena would not let them obtain the Silver Soul Badge so easily either.

When the critical moment came, they might even arrange Soul Ancestor-level opponents for them. What would they use to fight then?

They were still too young.

P.S.: Thanks to [Brother Tian], [Courtesan Dance Spirit], [Reader Ending in 2412], and [Nightfall Is Not Leaf-fall] for the monthly tickets, and thanks to [Yama of Death] for the Qidian coin reward.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin

At night, Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

This time, Lu Yu and Lu Fei were separated. They were not assigned to the same arena, but instead to Arenas One and Three of the One-on-One Twelfth Zone.

In the spectator stands of Arena Three,

two middle-aged men were watching Lu Fei's battle.

Their eyes were fixed tightly on Lu Fei, as though they were afraid of missing any detail.

As the battle continued, when Lu Fei used Lingbo Microsteps and Flash Shadow Triple Kill, the expressions in the two men's eyes kept changing.

Shock, excitement, confusion...

All kinds of emotions continuously passed across their faces.

Seeing that the battle was nearly over, one of them finally asked, "Uncle Sword, did you notice anything?"

That's right.

These two were Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

The reason they had come here was Lu Fei.

Recently, Lu Yu's millennium Second Soul Ring had become the talk of Heaven Dou City, but they had not paid too much attention to such an isolated case.

A big forest had all kinds of birds.

Besides, on a vast Douluo Continent like this, there was nothing remarkable about an occasional oddity.

Compared to that, they were more interested in Food God, a support-type Soul Master who could fight Battle Soul Masters and even defeat opponents above his level.