Tang San's cautiousness made Yu Xiaogang scoff.
Going all in was a kind of wisdom!
He had already told Tang San the winning answer.
Yet Tang San was still so timid and careful, practically a coward.
Yu Xiaogang felt that he had to add another lesson to Tang San's future curriculum: courage.
A true powerhouse should seize every opportunity.
Tang San hadn't made the most of such a great opportunity.
It was truly disappointing to Yu Xiaogang.
If Tang San had gone all in with all his Soul Power, just like him,
he could have saved a lot of time on cultivation.
"Not everyone can be as bold as I am, after all."
Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly.
Tang San listened to Yu Xiaogang's endless chatter and remained silent.
Nearby, Tang Hao took out a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and placed his bet directly on Zhongli Wu.
This Soul Bone had been left behind by Ah Yin.
Tang Hao had originally planned to wait until the time was right before letting Tang San absorb it.
But now there was a chance to use one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to win back a second one. How could Tang Hao possibly pass it up?
He knew exactly what kind of person Qian Xunji was!
He was nothing but a weak little rookie, no threat at all.
In terms of both talent and strength, he was inferior to Qian Daoliu.
Tang Hao had actually fought Qian Xunji before.
He didn't believe Qian Xunji had what it took to defeat Zhongli Wu across a gap in rank.
That was why the confident Tang Hao had wagered a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone outright!
Tang Hao didn't care about Soul Power.
With his talent, he could cultivate as much Soul Power as he wanted, as long as he was willing.
The bottlenecks most people spent their whole lives struggling to overcome didn't even count as a problem for Tang Hao.
That was the difference between a genius and an ordinary person.
Soul Bones, on the other hand, were truly scarce.
Especially those at the Hundred Thousand Year level.
Not to mention the Clear Sky Sect—even the Spirit Hall, with its ten thousand years of accumulated resources, didn't have many.
"Father, isn't this too impulsive?"
Seeing Tang Hao bet a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, Tang San's face changed drastically.
He had a bad feeling about this!
His instincts told him that this battle wasn't going to be simple.
"Xiao San, don't you trust your father's judgment?"
Tang Hao was full of confidence!
In his eyes, Qian Xunji was certain to lose this battle.
He wasn't one to misjudge things.
Yu Xiaogang chimed in from the side. "Xiao San, your vision and courage are still far too limited."
"You still have a lot to learn from your teacher and your father!"
"Once this battle is over, you'll see how right our choice was."
As a teacher, Yu Xiaogang never missed a chance to lecture Tang San.
Tang Hao followed up at once.
"Xiao San, I'm doing this for you."
"If you can get another Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, it'll save you years of detours in the future."
Tang Hao had high hopes for Tang San!
These Soul Bones were all resources Tang Hao had prepared for him.
Seeing that nothing could be changed, Tang San could only pray that his premonition wouldn't come true.
This time, both Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang had made huge bets.
If they lost, they'd lose everything.
The Holy Spirit Cult...
When Zhongli Wu learned that his opponent this time was Qian Xunji, a vicious idea came to mind.
His mother, Ye Xishui, had been killed by Qian Daoliu in a single minute.
The murder of one's mother could never be avenged enough.
Zhongli Wu wasn't strong enough to seek revenge on Qian Daoliu just yet.
Then he would make Qian Xunji pay for his father's debts.
In Zhongli Wu's eyes, Qian Xunji posed no threat whatsoever.
Qian Xunji's only purpose was to be a stepping stone for Tang Hao.
Tang Hao had only just broken through to Titled Douluo, yet he could already beat Qian Xunji and the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo together.
That level of strength was laughably pathetic!
As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu had no shortage of confidence.
Forget fighting Qian Xunji—even if he were matched against Tang Hao, he was sure he could crush him.
"Uncle Long, I'll win Mother back, no matter what,"
Zhongli Wu said firmly, looking at Long Xiaoyao beside him.
Ye Xishui's death had dealt him a devastating blow.
Long Xiaoyao was just as unable to let it go.
Long Xiaoyao simply hadn't taken the stage yet.
Otherwise, if he were matched against a member of the Spirit Hall, he would make the Spirit Hall pay dearly.
After Ye Xishui died, she was punished by being turned into a Soul Spirit and placed in the Reward Pool.
As long as Zhongli Wu won this time, he could ask for Ye Xishui's Soul Spirit to be returned.
At the thought, Zhongli Wu drew a deep breath and entered the Arena Portal.
Come to think of it, whoever was behind the Arena Tournament really was a heartless swindler.
Even death couldn't make the punishment go away.
On the other side...
As Zhongli Wu was transported onto the arena,
Qian Xunji's figure slowly began to appear as well.
"Wasn't I dead?"
"Where am I?"
Qian Xunji opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar surroundings, utterly bewildered.
His memories stopped at the moment Bibi Dong devoured him.
As far as he knew, he had been reduced to nothing.
But now, it was as if he had been given a second life.
Just as Qian Xunji was struggling to understand what was happening...
An unfamiliar set of rules began pouring wildly into his mind.
In no time at all...
Qian Xunji finally understood where he was.
He also finally realized why he was alive again.
The Arena Tournament's immense power had forcibly summoned him here.
Not only had it reversed his death, it had restored him to the peak of his strength.
"Bibi Dong, you ungrateful wretch!"
"When this is over, I'll make you understand the price of betraying me."
Qian Xunji seethed with rage.
His mind was consumed with thoughts of revenge against Bibi Dong.
He had never imagined that Bibi Dong, whom he had given his whole heart to, would go so far as to kill him.
Qian Xunji admitted that he had hurt Bibi Dong.
But what he had given her far outweighed the harm he had caused.
Apart from the incident in the secret chamber, he had never done anything else to wrong Bibi Dong.
He had given her the finest food, the finest home, and the finest resources.
Yet in the end, all he got in return was betrayal.
Qian Xunji simply couldn't accept it!
The Pope Palace...
Bibi Dong seemed to feel it in her heart. Even across the void, she could sense the anger hidden beneath Qian Xunji's chest.
Bibi Dong's expression darkened.
She couldn't imagine what would happen if Qian Xunji returned.
"I'm already a Level 99 Limit Douluo!"
"Even if Qian Xunji comes back, he won't be able to threaten me."
"If I can kill him once, I can kill him again."
Bibi Dong tried to reassure herself.
In terms of strength alone, she had long since surpassed Qian Xunji.
But Bibi Dong knew that if Qian Xunji returned, she wouldn't come to a good end.
She might not be afraid of Qian Xunji.
But she couldn't afford not to fear Qian Daoliu.
"I hope Zhongli Wu kills Qian Xunji."
"That way, there won't be nearly so much trouble."
Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the arena.
She had only one thought now: make Qian Xunji disappear again.
And Zhongli Wu was the only one who could do that.