Douluo Continent, Spirit City.
Su Yu woke up to find that the familiar college dorm room was gone.
In its place was an unfamiliar environment.
Only after looking around and getting his bearings did Su Yu discover, in despair, that he had somehow ended up in the legendary Douluo World.
As an unlucky transmigrator, Su Yu had no Martial Soul and no Soul Power.
Worse still, his age put him at a disadvantage. He was already twenty.
Even if he began cultivating now, he would be starting too late.
After all, Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent awakened their Martial Souls at just six years old.
Anyone with a talent for cultivation began laying the groundwork at six.
In other words, Su Yu had started with the sky falling on his head.
"System, are you there?"
"Come on, save a poor soul..."
Su Yu was on the verge of tears.
All he could do now was pin his hopes on the golden finger every transmigrator was supposed to get.
Otherwise, even knowing every twist and turn in the future of the Douluo Continent would be useless.
Without strength or talent, Su Yu couldn't even snatch opportunities for himself.
[Beep... Douluo Arena System bound!]
[This system will summon Soul Masters from every timeline to compete on the same stage, including, but not limited to, the past, present, and future.]
[As the host, you may place bets on the Soul Masters in each match.]
[Correct bets will earn system rewards; incorrect bets will result in punishment.]
The system had arrived late, but it had arrived.
Hearing the system's heavenly notification, Su Yu's despair turned to joy.
"Fantastic."
"The golden finger really never forgets a single transmigrator."
Su Yu perked up.
It was as if he could already see the path to godhood stretching out before him.
As a transmigrator, Su Yu knew every Soul Master in Douluo inside out.
It was no exaggeration to say he had the whole board laid out before him.
He could tell at a glance who would win and who would lose.
That meant his betting record would be 100 percent.
How was that any different from free rewards?
"System, hurry up and arrange the first match."
Su Yu couldn't wait.
The next moment...
A phantom arena appeared in the sky above the Douluo Continent.
Every living being on the continent was drawn to the tremendous commotion at the same time.
At the same time, a golden Heavenly Ranking began appearing before everyone's eyes.
[The Douluo Arena Tournament is about to begin.]
[The Arena Tournament may feature individual or team battles.]
[Winners may receive rewards, including, but not limited to, Gold Soul Coins, Soul Power, Soul Bones, divine artifacts, and even divine inheritances.]
[Losers will face cruel punishments.]
[Participants will be randomly matched from three timelines: the past, the present, and the future.]
The sudden arrival of the Arena Tournament sent shock waves across the continent.
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong's gaze was deep.
As she looked at the enormous arena standing in the void, great waves surged through her heart.
"Such power can only be the work of a legendary deity."
"If I can win a few matches, perhaps I can complete the Rakshasa God's trials and inheritance sooner."
Bibi Dong coveted the Arena Tournament's rewards.
There was Soul Power, and Soul Bones.
There were even divine artifacts and other things connected to the gods.
If she could win a few matches and claim the rewards, she could become a god at least ten years ahead of schedule.
Then Bibi Dong wouldn't need to covet those Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Forest.
What could a mere Sky Azure Bull Python or Titan Giant Ape offer compared to these rewards?
As for whether the Arena Tournament was real, Bibi Dong had already tested it.
Her spiritual power, which was at the demigod level, had rebounded the moment she probed the arena. It had even left her badly hurt.
Had she not withdrawn in time, Bibi Dong had no doubt the backlash would have killed her.
Across the land, only a legendary deity could wield a power that left Bibi Dong so helpless.
A deity and a mortal were like heaven and earth.
No matter how powerful Bibi Dong was now, compared to a true deity, she was still just an ant.
That was why Bibi Dong's ambition was to become a deity.
Only by becoming a god could she stand above all living things.
Then she wouldn't have to fear anyone.
If she wanted to destroy the Angel Clan, she would destroy the Angel Clan.
Not even Qian Daoliu would be able to stop her.
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, relay my orders."
"Every Soul Master in Spirit Hall who enters the Arena Tournament must win at all costs."
"If anyone can obtain the rewards I need, Spirit Hall will never forget their contribution."
Bibi Dong suppressed the fervor in her heart and spoke coldly.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, then nodded in assent.
Even without Bibi Dong's orders, they would have given the tournament their full attention.
Even a fool could see that this so-called Arena Tournament was a tremendous opportunity.
Seize it, and one might not soar straight to the heavens, but rising swiftly through the ranks would be no problem.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was already figuring out how to enter a match as soon as possible and get a Soul Bone to absorb.
He didn't share Bibi Dong's lofty ambition of making a beeline for godhood.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was a dignified Titled Douluo, famous for many years.
Yet even now, he didn't have a single Soul Bone.
That had always been a thorn in his heart.
If he got a Soul Bone, his cultivation would certainly advance another step.
Worship Hall...
The Worshippers, led by Qian Daoliu, were all discussing the Arena Tournament that had suddenly appeared.
"Interesting. It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles."
"I hope I'm matched with a few worthy opponents."
Falling Devil Douluo's lips curled into a cold smile. His fighting spirit had been thoroughly kindled.
How could the chance to fight Soul Masters from the past and future not excite them?
Falling Devil Douluo was eager to see what the Soul Masters of the future were made of.
Qian Daoliu fell into thought.
"I've already lost my chance at the Angel Inheritance."
"I wonder if I might obtain a new divine inheritance."
Qian Daoliu had spent his life bestriding the world, hailed as a great master of the Soul Master World.
Naturally, he also yearned to ascend to godhood.
It was the greatest aspiration in the heart of nearly every Soul Master.
If he could, Qian Daoliu didn't want to give up so easily.
Shrek Academy...
Yu Xiaogang gathered Tang San and the others and spoke at length.
"Xiao San, here's your chance to prove your strength."
During this time, under Yu Xiaogang's special training, the Shrek Seven Devils had all improved, and they had forged a bond as a team.
They had done it by running, using the exercise to help the Shrek Seven Devils learn to work together.
Whether in individual or team battles, Yu Xiaogang had great confidence in Tang San and the others.
As long as they were up against people their own age, Yu Xiaogang was confident his students wouldn't lose.
At the thought of all the rewards for winning the Arena Tournament, Yu Xiaogang could barely contain himself.
Perhaps this was the chance he needed to break through Soul Power Level 30.
"Don't worry, teacher."
"We won't let you down."
Tang San was brimming with confidence.
He had lived two lives, and now he also had a renowned master to guide him.
Compared with his peers, Tang San was confident he could crush any opponent.
If anyone dared to stand in his way, Tang San would show them what the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons could do.