Sword Art: Nine Forms

Bibi Dong's next two matches went just like the second one—she won with utterly overwhelming superiority.

Taking advantage of odds of 1.32 and 1.28 in those two matches, Wang Jingyu turned 130,000 Gold Soul Coins into 219,600.

If he had not been careless in the second match and failed to place his bet beforehand, then after all four matches, the Gold Soul Coins he earned could easily have surpassed 300,000.

Still, Wang Jingyu lived by the mindset of "what I gain is my fortune; what I lose is my fate," so he was quite happy regardless.

After Bibi Dong finished her final match, Wang Jingyu collected his winnings and quietly left the Great Soul Arena.

The moment he stepped out of the Great Soul Arena, Wang Jingyu saw a group of ragged, foul-smelling beggars by the roadside surrounding someone and beating him viciously.

"Fuck! You dare beg on my turf? Looks like you don't know how the word 'death' is written. Beat him! Beat him to death!"

"Ah... I-I didn't! I'm not a beggar, I'm not..."

While wailing in pain, the person surrounded by the beggars tried to explain his identity.

But his attempts at defense only brought even fiercer blows from the beggars.

"Fuck you! You're begging here, yet you still claim you're not a beggar!"

"What's wrong with being a beggar? Is being a beggar embarrassing?"

"You fucking looking down on us beggars? Keep hitting him! Don't stop..."

Watching from the side, Wang Jingyu felt that the screams sounded somewhat familiar. Wasn't that Yu Xiaogang's voice?

Wang Jingyu rose onto his tiptoes and peered at the person surrounded by the beggars. Sure enough, it was that bastard Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing him being beaten senselessly, fists and kicks raining down on his head and face, Wang Jingyu could barely stand to watch.

Miserable. Too miserable.

Who knew whether Yu Xiaogang had failed to consult the almanac before leaving home today, or whether he had done something wicked and offended some deity.

Not only had Bibi Dong, who should have loved him deeply, undergone a drastic change in attitude, but he had also run into one streak of bad luck after another.

But that had nothing to do with Wang Jingyu. In fact, he was delighted to see it all, especially when he heard Yu Xiaogang's agonized wails—it made him feel genuinely refreshed.

At that moment, Wang Jingyu's gaze quickly alerted the beggars. They all stopped hitting Yu Xiaogang, dozens of eyes staring at him with hostility.

"Hey, kid, what are you looking at?"

"You know this guy? Planning to stand up for him?"

"I'd advise you not to meddle. This idiot dared to beg on our turf. If you dare stand up for him, watch out—we'll beat you too!"

Yu Xiaogang also spotted Wang Jingyu outside the crowd. As if he had seen a savior, he hurriedly crawled out of the circle and tried to hug Wang Jingyu's leg.

"B-brother, q-quick, save me! As long as you save me, all the grudges between us will be wiped clean.

"I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you save me, you'll be the benefactor of our clan from now on..."

Fuck... This idiot had already been beaten into this state, yet he still wanted to drag him into it. Was there something wrong with this guy's brain?

Cursing inwardly, Wang Jingyu lifted his leg and kicked Yu Xiaogang away before addressing the beggars.

"Brothers, I don't know this kid. He really is despicable for daring to beg on your turf, and he deserves to be beaten. You can handle him however you like.

"I suggest that, in order to establish your prestige around here, you absolutely must not let him off easily."

After saying that, Wang Jingyu turned and ran. He had no intention of being dragged down by Yu Xiaogang.

The moment he left, the beggars surrounded Yu Xiaogang again. Their beating was even more vicious than before, and Yu Xiaogang screamed without end.

Several times, he tried to gather his strength and escape, only to be dragged back into the crowd, where fists and feet rained down upon him again.

After returning to his hotel room, Wang Jingyu was in an incredibly good mood. He summoned the Diary System and began ranting furiously.

Haha, so even a scumbag like Yu Xiaogang had a day like this. This was so satisfying.

I just wonder whether those beggars will beat him to death right there. If that scumbag dies so easily, that would be letting him off too lightly.

A scumbag like him ought to live in a state worse than death for the rest of his life.

The suffering he endured today wasn't enough—not nearly enough!

In the original story, Bibi Dong suffered endlessly because of him. She couldn't live, couldn't die, and even after he changed his heart, she still had to protect him at every moment.

Speaking of Bibi Dong, why did her personality suddenly change so drastically? I really can't figure it out.

Could she have secretly read the diary I wrote in the system yesterday?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible. I'm the host of the system, and only I can see it. No one else can, no matter how powerful they are!

Besides, Bibi Dong is only level 56 right now. How could she possibly sneak a look at the diary I wrote without me noticing?

Wang Jingyu thought until his head hurt. Then, suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and he thought of a possibility!

Could it be that Bibi Dong, like me, is a transmigrator from Earth?

She knew that Yu Xiaogang in the original story was a scumbag, and she knew even better that if she fell in love with him, she would suffer for the rest of her life.

So it was only natural that she felt repulsed by Yu Xiaogang and did not want to be with him? Possible—very possible!

Hmm, it looked like he would have to find that girl Bibi Dong another day and ask her for information.

After grumbling, Wang Jingyu directly clicked upload. To his surprise, he only received a notification that he had obtained the "Compendium of Spirit Beast Data," with nothing else following.

From his experience uploading diaries over the past two days, it seemed that only the first diary upload of each day yielded the greatest rewards.

Still, the "Compendium of Spirit Beast Data" was a good thing. For someone like him who was about to head to the Star Dou Great Forest, it was exactly what he needed.

Right, Wang Jingyu smacked his forehead. He remembered that he had also received a major mastery-level understanding of the "Crimson Dragon Sword Art" today.

He calmed himself and carefully savored the "Crimson Dragon Sword Art" within his mind.

According to the memories granted by the system, mastery of the "Crimson Dragon Sword Art" was divided into five levels: initial mastery, minor mastery, major mastery, peak, and perfection.

When the system granted a cultivation technique or sword art, it could at most provide major mastery-level understanding, excluding certain secret arts, special achievements, or abilities.

As for the peak and perfection levels, Wang Jingyu would need to comprehend them himself.

Some principles had to be realized personally before they could be understood deeply and thoroughly. Peak and perfection-level understanding were not things the system could grant.

The "Crimson Dragon Sword Art" consisted of nine forms. With Wang Jingyu's current strength, he could use at most the first two: "Crimson Dragon Emerges from the Abyss" and "Dragon's Dream Dodge."

Crimson Dragon Emerges from the Abyss was a single-target attack capable of inflicting tremendous damage on its target.

Dragon's Dream Dodge was a movement technique that could enhance his agility and ability to evade attacks.

As for the remaining seven forms, they would have to be unlocked one by one once his strength reached a certain level. As for perfectly unleashing the ninth form... he still had a long road ahead.