Qian Xunji is just a stepping stone for Tang Hao

Tang San's caution made Yu Xiaogang sneer.

Going all-in is a form of wisdom!

He had already given Tang San the winning answer.

Yet Tang San remained so timid and cautious, acting like a coward.

Yu Xiaogang felt that in future lessons, he must add a new course for Tang San: courage training.

A true powerhouse should seize every opportunity.

Tang San's failure to grasp such a golden chance.

Truly disappointed Yu Xiaogang.

If Tang San were like him and went all-in with all his soul power.

He would surely save a great deal of cultivation time.

"After all, not everyone can be as bold as I am."

Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly.

Tang San listened to Yu Xiaogang's incessant nagging in silence.

Nearby, Tang Hao took out a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and placed a bet directly on Zhongli Wu.

This soul bone was something Ah Yin had left behind.

Tang Hao had originally intended to let Tang San absorb it when the time was right.

But now that there was a chance to use one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to win a second one, how could Tang Hao possibly miss it?

He knew exactly what kind of person Qian Xunji was!

He was just a small fry not worth fearing.

In terms of talent and strength, he couldn't compare to Qian Daoliu.

Tang Hao had truly crossed blades with Qian Xunji before.

He did not believe Qian Xunji had the strength to defeat Zhongli Wu while at a disadvantage.

Therefore, the supremely confident Tang Hao placed his bet with the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

Tang Hao didn't care about things like soul power.

With his talent, as long as he was willing, he could cultivate as much soul power as he needed on his own.

The bottlenecks that plagued most people for a lifetime were nothing to Tang Hao.

This was the difference between a genius and an ordinary person.

On the contrary, soul bones were truly rare commodities.

Especially those at the Hundred Thousand Year level.

Let alone the Clear Sky Sect, even the Martial Soul Hall, with its ten-thousand-year foundation, didn't have many.

"Father, isn't this too impulsive?"

Seeing Tang Hao use a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to gamble, Tang San's expression changed drastically.

He always had a bad premonition!

His intuition told him that this battle was not simple.

"San, do you not trust your father's judgment?"

Tang Hao was full of confidence!

In his eyes, Qian Xunji was bound to lose this battle.

He would not misjudge this.

Yu Xiaogang chimed in from the side: "San, your vision and courage are ultimately too shallow."

"You still need to learn well from your teacher and your father!"

"Once this battle ends, you will know how correct our choices were."

Yu Xiaogang acted as a mentor, taking every opportunity to lecture Tang San.

Tang Hao followed up immediately!

"San, your father is doing all this for you."

"If you can have one more Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, you can save yourself years of detours in the future."

Tang Hao placed high hopes on Tang San!

These soul bones were all resources Tang Hao had prepared for Tang San.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Tang San could only pray that his premonition would not come true.

This time, both Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang had placed heavy bets.

If they lost, they would lose everything.

Holy Spirit Cult...

When Zhongli Wu learned that his opponent this time was actually Qian Xunji, a malicious thought sprouted in his mind.

His mother, Ye Xishui, had been killed in a single minute by Qian Daoliu.

The feud of a murdered mother was irreconcilable.

Zhongli Wu currently lacked the ability to seek revenge against Qian Daoliu.

So, he would make Qian Xunji pay the father's debt with the son's life.

In Zhongli Wu's eyes, Qian Xunji posed no threat whatsoever.

Qian Xunji's only purpose was to serve as a stepping stone for Tang Hao.

Tang Hao had just broken through to Title Douluo, yet he could brutally beat Qian Xunji along with Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo.

Such strength was simply pathetic beyond measure!

As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu felt no pressure.

Let alone fighting Qian Xunji, even if he were matched against Tang Hao, he was confident he could utterly crush him.

"Uncle Long, I will definitely win Mother back."

Zhongli Wu looked toward Long Xiaoyao at his side and said firmly.

Ye Xishui's death was not only a massive blow to him.

Long Xiaoyao was equally haunted by it.

It was only because Long Xiaoyao had not yet entered the arena.

Otherwise, if Long Xiaoyao were matched against a member of Martial Soul Hall, he would absolutely make Martial Soul Hall pay a miserable price.

After Ye Xishui died, she was punished by being transformed into a Soul Spirit and placed into the Reward Pool.

As long as Zhongli Wu won this time, he could demand the return of Ye Xishui's Soul Spirit.

Thinking of this, Zhongli Wu took a deep breath and stepped into the Arena Portal.

Come to think of it, the person behind the scenes controlling the Arena Tournament was truly ruthless.

Even after death, the punishment would not be offset.

On the other side...

As Zhongli Wu was teleported onto the arena!

Qian Xunji's figure also began to slowly emerge.

"Didn't I die?"

"Where am I?"

Qian Xunji opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, filled with confusion.

His memory was still stuck at the moment he was devoured by Bibi Dong.

In Qian Xunji's impression, he had died without a trace left.

But now, it was as if he were living a second life.

Just as Qian Xunji was puzzled...

A strange set of rules began to flood into his mind frantically.

In less than a moment...

Qian Xunji finally understood where he was.

He also finally realized why he was alive again.

He had been forcibly summoned by the great power of the Arena Tournament.

Not only was life and death reversed, but he had also been restored to his prime.

"Bibi Dong, you ungrateful wretch!"

"Once this is over, I will make you know the price of betraying me."

Qian Xunji's rage soared to the heavens.

His mind was now entirely consumed by thoughts of revenge against Bibi Dong.

He never imagined that the Bibi Dong he had treated with all his heart would actually put him to death.

Qian Xunji admitted that he had indeed hurt Bibi Dong.

But his devotion to Bibi Dong far exceeded the harm he had caused.

Apart from that one incident in the secret chamber, Qian Xunji had never done anything to wrong Bibi Dong.

He gave Bibi Dong the best food, the best housing, and the best resources.

Yet in the end, it was met with her betrayal.

No matter what, Qian Xunji could not accept it!

Pope Palace...

Bibi Dong felt as if they shared a telepathic link, sensing the rage hidden deep within Qian Xunji's chest even across the void.

Bibi Dong's expression turned grim.

She dared not imagine what scene would unfold should Qian Xunji return.

"I am a level 99 Limit Douluo now!"

"Even if Qian Xunji returns, he cannot threaten me."

"I could kill him once, and I can kill him a second time."

Bibi Dong comforted herself.

In terms of raw strength, she had already far surpassed Qian Xunji.

Yet, Bibi Dong knew that if Qian Xunji were to return, she would certainly meet a miserable end.

She could afford to not fear Qian Xunji.

But she could not afford to not fear Qian Daoliu.

"I hope Qian Xunji dies at the hands of Zhongli Wu."

"That way, there won't be so many troubles."

Bibi Dong's gaze remained locked onto the arena.

She had only one thought now, and that was to make Qian Xunji disappear once more.

And the only one capable of doing that was Zhongli Wu.