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As Feng Piaoling and Dai Huabin walked toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

A large number of students poured out of the dormitory buildings.

The vast majority of them were female; after all, no matter where one goes, handsome men are always popular.

Especially a handsome man who, in this world obsessed with romance, had declared, "To truly like someone, one should not use her as a wager."

There were also quite a few boys.

However, the overwhelming majority of them had come to see Feng Piaoling make a fool of himself, hoping he was nothing more than a paper tiger who looked good but lacked substance.

Xu Sanshi and Bei Bei walked together, watching Feng Piaoling, who followed behind Dai Huabin with calm composure, and said with a face full of indignation:

"And here I thought he was so devoted; turns out he's just another playboy."

Bei Bei's face lacked his usual teasing toward Xu Sanshi, replaced instead by gravity. "This Dai Huabin cannot possibly be Feng Piaoling's opponent. Xu Sanshi, you had best be careful during your soul fight with him tomorrow."

"Is he that strong?" Xu Sanshi knew Bei Bei was not the type to speak without cause, so his expression turned serious as well.

Bei Bei nodded heavily and said, "Mm, I once saw him use a Level 4 Soul Tool longsword to slay a thousand-year Datura Snake in two strikes."

Hearing this, Xu Sanshi was somewhat dismissive. "That certainly shows some strength, but the Soul Fighting Arena prohibits the use of Soul Tools."

"What if I told you his third soul ring absorbed a five-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear?" Bei Bei said.

"Hiss!" Xu Sanshi instantly gasped in cold air. "Is this guy a freak?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I am certain Dai Huabin will lose?"

Bei Bei cast him a speechless glance, then shifted the topic, his expression suddenly turning cunning. "But you aren't entirely without a chance of winning."

He was thinking of Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection.

If he had that skill as support, then Xu Sanshi's chances of winning would be quite high.

"What chance of winning?" Xu Sanshi asked in surprise.

"One Mysterious Water Pill." Bei Bei extended his right hand.

"Just for one Mysterious Water Pill? Why don't you go rob someone? Do you really think these Mysterious Water Pills are as common as cabbage?"

Xu Sanshi said angrily.

"Then you can pray for your own luck. But after you lose, not only will you have to hand over two Mysterious Water Pills and one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, but you will also lose all face in front of Jiang Nannan. Don't blame me for not warning you when that time comes."

Bei Bei shrugged, looking indifferent.

Xu Sanshi said coldly, "Hmph, isn't he just a mere freshman? Even if he does have some strength, I don't believe he can break the defense of my Mysterious Underworld Turtle."

Before long, the crowd arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena.

The Soul Fighting Arena was hexagonal and as large as the Shrek Plaza, with a vast open space in the center, clearly the place where students engaged in soul fights.

Surrounding it were tiers of seats rising upward, capable of accommodating about three thousand people.

And today, despite there being no scheduled matches, the Soul Fighting Arena was rarely packed to capacity.

It was almost completely full.

Three thousand people, each paying an entrance fee of one Silver Soul Coin, amounted to three thousand Silver Soul Coins, which converted to three hundred Gold Soul Coins.

The winner would receive half of the ticket revenue.

The result was that there was no need to wait for an audience; the teacher in charge of the Soul Fighting Arena, after Feng Piaoling and Dai Huabin paid their registration fees, arranged for them to enter the arena for their soul fight immediately.

"Dong'er, you really have to admit, there is some truth to this Feng Piaoling being called the most handsome man in the outer courtyard. That Dai Huabin is handsome enough, but compared to Feng Piaoling, he is still lacking quite a bit."

Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong'er sat in the front rows, Xiao Xiao cupping her face, watching Feng Piaoling with a dazed expression.

Wang Dong'er did not refute this, because even she had to admit that this Feng Piaoling was indeed very good-looking.

As her gaze drifted, she suddenly caught sight of a lonely figure.