Slapping Yu Xiaogang

This skill belonged to the berserker type, capable of boosting his speed and strength by 30% for a short period of time.

However, every advantage came with a drawback. This soul skill would weaken his defense by 50%, and after using it, he would fall into a weakened state for half an hour.

But in order to win, he was already willing to risk everything.

From where he stood, he leaped toward the edge of the arena, using the railing as a foothold. His terrifying jumping power sent him lunging at Bibi Dong like an incomparably swift, hungry wolf.

His fifth Soul Ring instantly flared brightly. "Silver Moon Annihilation Slash!"

As his strongest soul skill at present, he had every reason to believe it.

Under this move, that unknown little girl would surely be defeated outright. He would turn the tables and claim his 121st victory!

The spectators below shared the same thought.

Once he used this move, the hearts the audience had held in their throats finally relaxed! Victorious smiles appeared on their faces.

No one at the same level could withstand Luo Hong's attack head-on. This was his trump-card soul skill!

Bibi Dong watched her opponent charge at her with overwhelming momentum, and her fourth Soul Ring instantly lit up.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Thorn Spider Armor!"

In an instant, long purple-black spikes sprouted from all over Bibi Dong's body, forming a suit of purple armor around her.

Every long spike on the purple armor gleamed with a metallic sheen and dripped with hazy venom.

A teasing smile played on Bibi Dong's lips as she leaped forward to meet her opponent...

When Luo Hong saw the densely packed, metallic venomous spikes covering Bibi Dong's body, his face turned deathly pale.

After using his fourth soul skill, his defense had already fallen to 50% of its normal level. If he was struck by the purple thorns on her body, he would definitely be finished.

It was already impossible for him to withdraw his attack, and she was charging straight at him as well.

In other words, he had no way out. Gritting his teeth, he roared and unleashed his strongest attack at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's fifth Soul Ring lit up as well. She intended to end the match in a clash of equals.

"Boom..." A dull blast echoed throughout the arena. The two had already switched places, standing back to back.

The entire venue fell silent. Everyone seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. Who had won was the answer they wanted most.

Just as the audience's hearts pounded in dread—

"Thud..." Black blood sprayed from Luo Hong's wounds. The man who had been standing fell to the ground like a mountain collapsing.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong remained standing on the arena. The purple spiked armor covering her body slowly dissipated, revealing skin as smooth as congealed cream.

The host stared at the scene in stunned disbelief. He could not believe that a level 59 Golden Douluo Badge holder had lost just like that.

The spectators below found it equally hard to accept. Their cries rose and fell as they tried to urge Luo Hong to pull himself together and fight Bibi Dong again.

Bibi Dong smiled gently and urged the host.

"Alright, hurry up and announce the result. Don't expect him to get back up and keep fighting.

"He was poisoned by me. Even if I removed the poison for him now, he would still have to lie in bed for at least three days."

The host cast a disappointed glance at the unconscious Luo Hong and could only announce Bibi Dong's victory.

He had spent a full 2,000 Gold Soul Coins betting on Luo Hong to win. He had thought he could make some money to help with household expenses, but now he had lost all his savings from over the years. It would have been strange if he was not disappointed.

The audience below also erupted in complaints. Some even kept cursing Luo Hong for losing the match.

As the saying went, some rejoiced while others grieved.

At this moment, Wang Jingyu wore a smile as he immediately headed from his seat to the Great Soul Arena's administrative office.

130,000 Gold Soul Coins! He was rich! Truly rich!

After arriving at the office and completing a simple procedure, he received a black card containing a balance of 130,000 Gold Soul Coins.

With this card, he could exchange it for Gold Soul Coins at any bank on the Douluo Continent, sparing him the trouble of carrying a large amount of money in his storage space.

After receiving the card, Wang Jingyu tossed it directly into his storage space and happily began venting in his diary.

Not bad, not bad. Bibi Dong really came through. Even though her opponent was three levels higher than her, she still crushed him.

2.5-to-1 odds! I made a whopping 130,000 Gold Soul Coins. After deducting the 52,000 principal, that's still 78,000 Gold Soul Coins! Awesome!!!

But she defeated a Soul King with a Golden Douluo Badge so overwhelmingly in this match that the audience's eyes were opened wide. The odds for the remaining three matches probably won't be this high, and they may even keep getting lower.

Sigh, what a pity. Such a pity.

I really wonder what those people arranging her matches were thinking. They gave her such a powerful opponent in her very first match. Idiots.

After uploading the diary, Wang Jingyu once again received a notification that the upload had succeeded.

However, this time, unlike before, he did not receive a generous reward. He only received a simple notification: "Kidney enhancement: 10%."

Wang Jingyu's expression became utterly strange. He could understand all the other rewards.

But what the hell was a 10% kidney enhancement? Did the system think he had kidney deficiency and needed some tonics?

This body of his was only twenty-one years old! Was there a system more damaging to a man's pride than this?

Wang Jingyu curled his lips in annoyance and headed toward the arena.

On the arena, Bibi Dong was crouched down, spider legs extending from her fingers and piercing into Luo Hong's arm as she helped him cleanse the deadly poison from his body.

Even Wang Jingyu could not help but sigh. The current Bibi Dong was indeed kind-hearted. Even after being treated with such contempt before the match, she could still put aside past grievances and help her opponent remove the poison.

If the future Bibi Dong had been here, Luo Hong would have been lucky not to be killed on the spot.

After Bibi Dong finished clearing the poison from Luo Hong's body, she scampered off the arena. It was clear that after giving her opponent a good beating, her mood had improved considerably.

The moment Bibi Dong stepped down from the arena, Yu Xiaogang ran over to her with a broad smile.

"Dong'er, I knew you'd be fine. He actually dared to look down on you just now—he was practically asking for death."

The moment Bibi Dong saw him, she recalled what she had read in the diary yesterday. Her expression immediately darkened, and she raised her hand and slapped Yu Xiaogang across the face.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Dong'er? I'm not familiar with you, so don't think that—"

Bibi Dong suddenly realized that her voice had vanished.

It was as though some mysterious force was controlling her, preventing her from revealing what she had read in the diary. A suffocating sense of frustration rose within her.

After letting out an annoyed snort, she turned and strode away, leaving Yu Xiaogang standing there with one hand over his left cheek, looking utterly innocent...