Bibi Dong VS Long Xiaoyao

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

As the fourth Arena Tournament was about to begin, all Soul Masters waited with bated breath.

Winning a single battle in the Arena Tournament not only yielded rewards but also brought fame and prestige.

For many, this was an incredibly tempting goal.

Especially for the arrogant younger generation.

Each and every one of them wanted to shine for themselves and their respective factions in front of the entire continent.

Soon...

The Heavenly Ranking began to release new information.

[Fourth individual battle random matching!]

[Two participants have been successfully locked in!]

[Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao VS Spider Emperor Douluo Bibi Dong.]

Interesting, it seems this Arena Tournament will be quite a spectacle.

A smile curled the corners of Su Yu's mouth.

Whether it was Long Xiaoyao or Bibi Dong, both were figures of immense influence.

Let's start with Bibi Dong!

Bibi Dong was a woman who had one foot already stepped into the realm of gods.

If she so much as stomped her foot, all factions would tremble in fear.

After all, Bibi Dong's madness was unparalleled.

Even the Evil Soul Masters had never thought of destroying the continent.

Yet Bibi Dong dreamed of destroying the entire Douluo Continent.

From this, it was not hard to see that Bibi Dong was not only insane but also possessed terrifying strength.

Without such terrifying power, how could she possibly harbor the delusion of destroying the entire continent?

As for Long Xiaoyao, he was a peak figure of the Peerless Tang Sect era.

Long Xiaoyao and Mu En were known together as the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons.

To describe how strong he was in one sentence: he was capable of wiping out a nation.

Long Xiaoyao deserved at least half the credit for the fall of the Holy Soul Empire.

Even Du Busi had been forced by Long Xiaoyao to the point of self-detonation.

For the sake of Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao had willingly fallen into the Holy Spirit Cult, willing to do anything.

Now, with Ye Xishui having been insta-killed by Qian Daoliu and her Soul Spirit absorbed by Golden Crocodile Douluo, Long Xiaoyao surely harbored deep hatred for Martial Soul Hall.

Su Yu didn't even need to guess to know that Bibi Dong was in for a miserable time.

Long Xiaoyao would certainly vent all the pent-up rage in his heart onto Bibi Dong.

When the time came, the battle between these two top-tier powerhouses would absolutely be eye-catching!

As for which side Su Yu would bet on.

That would naturally be Long Xiaoyao.

Bibi Dong's current strength was still restricted by her god trials.

She could only exert a maximum combat power of level 98.

Moreover, her second martial soul had not yet had all its soul rings added.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was definitely no match for Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao not only had a full set of soul rings but also a full set of soul bones.

On top of that, Long Xiaoyao possessed dual Soul Cores.

Whether in terms of burst damage or endurance, he was superior to Bibi Dong.

Until Bibi Dong became a god, she would ultimately be unable to defeat Long Xiaoyao.

It's finally my turn to take the stage!

Martial Soul Hall, prepare to face my monstrous fury.

In the Holy Spirit Cult!

Looking at the name Bibi Dong, Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Back then, Ye Xishui had been insta-killed.

Long Xiaoyao could only stand outside the arena, helpless.

He had promised to protect Ye Xishui well.

Yet, he had failed to fulfill that vow.

No one knew the pain within Long Xiaoyao's heart.

He was like an incompetent husband, watching helplessly as the woman he loved was instantly killed by Martial Soul Hall.

But now, he finally had the chance to avenge Ye Xishui.

No matter the cost, Long Xiaoyao would make Bibi Dong die.

"Uncle Long, you must kill that bitch Bibi Dong."

"My mother's vengeance depends on you."

The hatred Zhongli Wu felt toward Martial Soul Hall was no less than Long Xiaoyao's.

The mere thought of having been defeated by that stepping stone, Qian Xunji, filled him with a sense of profound humiliation.

Martial Soul Hall had caused one of them to be crippled and the other to die; this was a feud that could not coexist under the same sky.

Martial Soul Hall must pay a blood price for this.

And the death of Bibi Dong would be the Holy Spirit Cult's counterattack against Martial Soul Hall.

Since the Holy Spirit Cult had lost a Supreme Pontiff, Martial Soul Hall must also lose a Pope.

Long Xiaoyao walked slowly toward the teleportation portal.

His extreme killing intent was hidden beneath the darkness.

On the other side...

Bibi Dong looked up at the arena standing in the void.

A confident smile flashed across the corners of her lips.

"It is finally this Pope's turn!"

"Today shall be the day I become a god."

Bibi Dong was exceptionally excited.

As long as she won this match, perhaps she could become a god on the spot, just like Qian Daoliu.

According to the original plan, it would have taken Bibi Dong at least several more years to become a god.

Moreover, she would have had to make quite a few schemes along the way.

But now, a shortcut lay before her.

As long as she defeated Long Xiaoyao, the time it would take for her to become a god would be greatly shortened.

How could Bibi Dong possibly miss this?

She would go all out and make Long Xiaoyao suffer a crushing defeat.

"Little San, listen to me."

"Bet on Bibi Dong this time; you absolutely will not lose."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong's peerless figure and spoke with ironclad certainty.

Yu Xiaogang knew very well just how strong Bibi Dong was.

She was the most talented woman he had ever seen.

Bibi Dong was also the first genius to successfully cultivate Twin Martial Souls.

No matter how outstanding Long Xiaoyao might be in later generations, Yu Xiaogang could guarantee with absolute certainty that Bibi Dong would not lose.

"Teacher, gambling is a path of no return."

"You must not go astray."

Tang San refused to listen to Yu Xiaogang's analysis even if it killed him.

He had already been burned by the previous two times.

If he continued to follow Yu Xiaogang's lead, Tang San feared he would never be able to break through to become a Soul Elder in this lifetime.

The words Gangzi spoke were just like Luo Sanpao—nothing but nonsense.

"Little San, only uncertain things are called gambling."

"When you already know the outcome of a battle, that's just picking up money."

"Listen to me and go all in."

"I guarantee you'll walk away with pockets full of gold."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with absolute certainty.

If his soul power and martial soul hadn't been wiped to zero, he would have bet on Bibi Dong himself.

He possessed a mysterious, unshakable confidence in Bibi Dong.

Upon hearing this, Tang San remained completely unmoved.

Yu Xiaogang always patted his chest and offered his guarantees.

Yet, the results were always disappointing.

Tang San no longer believed a single word of the nonsense Yu Xiaogang spouted.

"San, everything I say is for your own good."

"You must not let your teacher down."

Yu Xiaogang grew anxious.

If it weren't for the fact that Tang San had promised to take him to the God Realm for his retirement, he never would have shared such a lucrative opportunity with him.

"Teacher, I believe steady, down-to-earth cultivation is better."

Tang San refused to change his stance.

To be honest, he was currently more inclined to bet against Bibi Dong and support Long Xiaoyao.

Every single time, Yu Xiaogang managed to precisely avoid the correct answer.

Tang San couldn't help but admire Yu Xiaogang's uncanny ability to be wrong every time.

"Foolish child, you have truly missed out on a great opportunity."

Seeing Tang San's firm attitude, Yu Xiaogang could only sigh helplessly.

Such a golden opportunity, yet he didn't know how to seize it.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't even be bothered to lecture him further.

Once this battle ended and Bibi Dong emerged victorious, Tang San would finally understand just how foolish his persistence had been.

Gangzi is a bottomless pit, trying to scam me again.

This time, I absolutely won't fall for it.

Tang San snorted coldly, choosing to remain a silent spectator.

Cultivating his soul power was no easy task.

He couldn't afford to be sabotaged by Yu Xiaogang like this.