The Arena Manifests, The World Is Shaken

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul City.

Su Yu woke up to find his familiar college dormitory gone.

In its place was an unfamiliar environment.

After some investigation, Su Yu collapsed in despair to realize he had arrived in the legendary Douluo Continent.

As an unlucky soul who had transmigrated in his physical body, Su Yu had neither a Martial Soul nor spirit power.

Furthermore, his age was a disadvantage; he was already twenty years old.

Even if he started cultivating now, he was far too late.

One must know that Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent begin awakening their Martial Souls at the age of six.

Once they possess talent, they start laying their foundation from the age of six.

It could be said that Su Yu was facing a disastrous start.

"System, are you there?"

"Save this child..."

Su Yu was on the verge of tears.

He could only pin his hopes on the golden finger essential to every transmigrator.

Otherwise, even if he knew the future trajectory of the Douluo Continent, it would be useless.

Without strength or talent, Su Yu couldn't even intercept opportunities if he wanted to.

[Ding... Douluo Arena System bound!]

[This system will summon Spirit Masters from all timelines to compete on the same stage, including but not limited to the past, present, and future.]

[As the referee, the host can place bets on the Spirit Masters in each match.]

[If the bet is successful, you will receive system rewards; otherwise, you will be punished.]

The system was late, but it arrived.

Hearing the heavenly prompt of the system, Su Yu instantly turned his sorrow into joy.

"Great."

"The golden finger truly never misses a transmigrator."

Su Yu perked up.

It was as if he could already see a path to godhood right before his eyes.

As a transmigrator, Su Yu knew every Spirit Master in Douluo like the back of his hand.

It was no exaggeration to say that Su Yu had essentially opened his third eye.

Who would win and who would lose—Su Yu could tell at a glance.

Therefore, Su Yu's betting win rate would be 100%.

How was this any different from being handed rewards for free?

"System, hurry up and arrange the first battle."

Su Yu spoke impatiently.

The next moment...

A phantom arena loomed in the sky above the Douluo Continent.

Every living soul on the continent was drawn to this massive disturbance at the same time.

Simultaneously, a golden Heavenly Ranking began to manifest before everyone's eyes.

[The Douluo Arena Tournament is about to begin.]

[The tournament is divided into individual battles and team battles.]

[Winners can obtain rewards, including but not limited to Gold Soul Coin, spirit power, spirit bones, divine artifacts, and even godhood inheritances.]

[The losers will face cruel punishments.]

[Participants will be randomly matched from the three timelines of past, present, and future.]

The sudden appearance of the tournament sent the entire continent into shock.

Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong's gaze was profound.

Looking at the massive arena standing in the void, a stormy sea surged in her heart.

"Such a feat can only be the work of a legendary god."

"If I can win a few matches, perhaps I can complete the Rakshasa God inheritance trials faster."

Bibi Dong was extremely covetous of the tournament rewards.

With spirit power and spirit bones on the line, how could she not be?

There are even divine artifacts and a series of other existences related to gods.

If she could win a few victories and obtain the rewards, Bibi Dong could become a god at least ten years ahead of schedule.

By then, Bibi Dong would no longer need to go to the Star Dou Forest and covet those few Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast specimens.

Mere Sky Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape—how could they compare to the allure of the rewards?

As for whether the arena competition was real, Bibi Dong had already verified it.

Her semi-god level spiritual power had been repelled upon probing, and she had even suffered a significant loss.

If she hadn't withdrawn in time, Bibi Dong did not doubt for a second that she would have been killed by the backlash.

Under the heavens, the only power capable of rendering Bibi Dong so helpless was that of the legendary gods.

Gods and mortals are like the heavens compared to the earth.

Even if Bibi Dong was formidable now, compared to a true god, she was still nothing more than an ant.

Therefore, Bibi Dong's ambition was to become a god.

Only by becoming a god could she stand above all living beings.

By then, she would no longer need to fear anyone.

If she wanted to annihilate the Angel clan, she would annihilate the Angel clan.

Even Qian Daoliu would not be able to stop her.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, pass on my order."

"Any Martial Soul Hall spirit master who enters the arena must win at all costs."

"If anyone can obtain the rewards I need, Martial Soul Hall will never forget their contribution."

Bibi Dong suppressed the burning heat in her heart and said coldly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

In truth, even if Bibi Dong hadn't said anything, they would have approached it with twelve times the seriousness.

Even a fool could see that this so-called arena competition was a great opportunity.

As long as one grasped it, even if they didn't soar to the heavens, rising through the ranks would be absolutely guaranteed.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was already calculating how to get into a match quickly and obtain a spirit bone to absorb.

He did not have the grand ambition of Bibi Dong, aiming for godhood from the very start.

As a dignified Title Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo had been famous for many years.

Yet, to this day, he did not even possess a single spirit bone.

This had always been a thorn in Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart.

If he were given a spirit bone, his cultivation would definitely be able to advance further.

Worship Hall...

The group of elders led by Qian Daoliu were currently discussing the suddenly appeared arena competition.

"Interesting, it has been a long time since I stretched my limbs."

"I hope I can be matched with a few evenly matched opponents."

Falling Devil Douluo curled his lips into a cold smile, the fighting spirit in his heart completely ignited.

Being able to fight spirit masters from the past and future, how could this not be exciting?

Falling Devil Douluo really wanted to see exactly how much weight the future spirit masters carried.

Qian Daoliu fell into deep thought.

"I have no chance at the Angel inheritance."

"I wonder if I can obtain a new divine inheritance."

Qian Daoliu had dominated his life and was hailed as a titan of the spirit master world.

Naturally, he also yearned to climb to the realm of gods.

This was the greatest pursuit in the heart of almost every spirit master.

If it were possible, Qian Daoliu did not want to give up lightly.

Shrek Academy...

Yu Xiaogang gathered Tang San and the others to talk at length.

"Tang San, the opportunity to test your strength has arrived."

During this period, through the special training Yu Xiaogang provided for the Shrek Seven Devils, everyone had not only made progress but also forged a team spirit.

It was through running that the Shrek Seven Devils were tempered and synchronized.

Whether in individual battles or team matches, Yu Xiaogang held immense confidence in Tang San and the others.

As long as it was against their peers, Yu Xiaogang was certain that the disciples he taught would not lose.

At the mere thought of the various rewards for winning the tournament, Yu Xiaogang could not keep his heart calm.

Perhaps the opportunity for him to break through level 30 spirit power in this lifetime lay right here.

"Teacher, rest assured."

"We will definitely not make you lose face."

Tang San was full of confidence.

Having lived two lifetimes, he now also had a master teacher guiding him.

Compared to his peers, Tang San was confident he could crush any opponent.

If anyone dared to stand in his way, Tang San would let them witness what Tang Sect Hidden Weapon truly meant.