She Came Looking for Him

After Bibi Dong stepped onto the stage, the host announced that the match had officially begun.

Wang Jingyu suddenly remembered that he had not placed a bet yet and hurried toward the betting counter.

But he had only just reached it when he heard the host announce, "The match is over. The winner is Bibi Dong."

Wang Jingyu turned back toward the arena in astonishment. Unlike the first match, she had not treated this one as a game. Instead, she used the most brutal method possible—a single killing blow that blasted her opponent off the stage.

Although her second opponent was not as formidable as the first, he was still a level 57 Agility System Soul King.

Yet he had been knocked off the stage in a single move. Such absolute, overwhelming dominance left every spectator beneath the arena dumbstruck.

Strong—far too strong!

Wang Jingyu quickly checked the odds for betting on Bibi Dong in the second match.

Compared to the first match, when he had been the only person to bet on Bibi Dong, many more people had bet on her this time, causing the odds to drop to 1.6.

If he had wagered 130,000, he could have won a massive 208,000 Gold Soul Coins. Even after deducting the stake, he would still have made 78,000 Gold Soul Coins—no less profitable than before.

Wang Jingyu was so heartsick that he trembled, as if he had suddenly lost hundreds of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

Had he known this girl would win with such thunderous force, he would have placed his bet long ago.

To avoid missing the chance to bet on Bibi Dong's third match, Wang Jingyu simply put all 130,000 Gold Soul Coins on her winning it well in advance.

Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's odds for the third match were bound to drop again. After all, she had utterly crushed two level 57 to 59 Soul Kings with absolute superiority.

Especially in the second match, her dominance had been deeply carved into the hearts of every spectator. If the odds for the third match could reach 1.3, that would already be quite good.

After placing his bet, Wang Jingyu was so depressed that he faced the wall and sulked at himself.

Suddenly, he felt a light pat on his shoulder. He turned around in confusion and found Bibi Dong smiling sweetly at him.

Wang Jingyu's head was filled with question marks. What did this girl want from him? Could it be that she had really noticed how handsome he was and come over to strike up a conversation?

Seeing Bibi Dong's flower-like smile and peerless face so close before him, Wang Jingyu's heart began to race uncontrollably.

"H-Hello. May I ask what you wanted to see me about?"

Bibi Dong did not directly ask Wang Jingyu what she wanted to know, because she knew that some force was preventing her from asking those questions.

Even if she spoke the questions aloud, the sound would be completely erased. Even if she wrote them down, the words would be wiped away by some mysterious power.

So she merely smiled sweetly and asked in a playful tone.

"You bet on me to win five times in a row yesterday and today. How many Gold Soul Coins did you make?

This young lady worked so hard fighting in the arena. Shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

Uh...

Wang Jingyu wore a disappointed expression. So this girl had not come over because she was attracted by his good looks.

She had merely discovered that he was the only one who had consistently bet on her to win. For her, finding that out would not have been difficult.

Since she had won match after match, she had guessed that he had made a great deal of Gold Soul Coins and had come to demand a share.

Wang Jingyu rubbed his nose and replied gloomily, "Yesterday, I started with less than a thousand Gold Soul Coins. After betting on you to win three matches, it grew to 50,000. Then I bet on the first match today, and it grew to 130,000.

"I originally wanted to bet on you for the second match, but I never expected you to throw your opponent off the stage so quickly.

"So I've only bet on you to win four matches. If you'd waited one more minute before throwing your opponent off the stage, I could've made another huge profit. What a pity..."

Before Wang Jingyu could finish, Bibi Dong smiled teasingly. "So it's my fault? Why didn't you place your bet earlier? Why did you insist on waiting until I got on stage?

"I'm rather curious. Everyone else bet on my opponents to win, yet you kept betting on me. Weren't you afraid of losing everything?"

Wang Jingyu scratched his head, putting on a simple-minded look.

"I don't know either. I just instinctively trusted you. My intuition told me that you're very strong, and that among people of the same level, no one can be your opponent."

That was what he said on the surface, but inwardly, he muttered, If I told you I'm a transmigrator, that I know you're ridiculously strong and the biggest villain in the first part of Douluo Continent, would you believe me?

Bibi Dong was not angered by his blatant lie. Instead, she looked at him with surprise.

"Oh, I see. It seems I should thank you for your trust. My name is Bibi Dong. I'm seventeen years old, a level 56 Assault System Battle Soul Master. May I get to know you?"

Bibi Dong took the initiative to extend her slender, jade-like hand toward Wang Jingyu, her bright moonlike eyes gazing at him expectantly.

At that moment, Wang Jingyu perfectly embodied the phrase, "Kid, do you have a lot of questions?"

Bibi Dong actually wanted to get to know him, and she was looking at him so expectantly. If he still failed to appreciate the gesture, he probably would not even know how he died.

He hesitantly raised his right hand and took Bibi Dong's smooth, delicate hand. The soft, boneless sensation made him somewhat reluctant to let go.

But then he remembered that the woman before him was not only beautiful, but also intelligent and perceptive. If she got a hold over him, he would be finished.

Hadn't the old monk told the young monk that women at the foot of the mountain were tigers?

What was more, she was a ruthless tigress who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.

For Yu Xiaogang's sake, she was capable of even devouring her own master. He had to stay alert to her every move.

At that thought, Wang Jingyu's infatuation instantly vanished. He released her bonelessly soft little hand and looked at her calmly.

"Hello, my name is Wang Jingyu. I'm twenty-one this year, a level 20 Assault System Battle Soul Master."

Wang Jingyu was not lying. After changing his martial soul, he now possessed innate full Soul Power at level 20, but only had one Soul Ring. Therefore, he could not be measured by his previous level 47 strength.

Bibi Dong was quite annoyed by Wang Jingyu's indifferent reaction.

The diary had clearly shown that he liked her very much and had even wanted to hold her in his arms.

Yet she had practically offered herself to him, and he still pretended to be some proper gentleman. It was infuriating.

Bibi Dong puffed up her cheeks in anger, but she knew she could not rush things. Furrowing her delicate brows, she picked up where Wang Jingyu had left off.

"That can't be right. I can sense that your Soul Power is extremely abundant. You don't seem like a level 20 Soul Master at all. Even many level 30 or 40 Soul Masters don't have as much Soul Power as you."

In her view, Wang Jingyu definitely was not telling the truth. After all, he was someone who knew the direction of the entire novel's plot.

He was only level 20? Wasn't that like burning newspapers during Qingming Festival—trying to fool ghosts?

Seeing the disbelief on her face, Wang Jingyu helplessly shrugged.

"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. This is all the strength I have. After your match, I'm planning to head alone to the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest to try my luck and make up for the Soul Ring I'm missing."