Inter-Realm Challenge Begins!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the Outer Court Inter-grade Challenge Tournament arrived.

At this moment, the Shrek Spirit Fighting Zone was already packed to the brim. The noise rose and fell in waves, and the entire arena was immersed in a fiery atmosphere. After all, this was the Douluo Continent, and nothing got people's blood pumping more than the tension and excitement of a spirit fight.

In the high-level spectator stands, many of Shrek Academy's top brass had gathered. All four deans were present, and one could even spot the figures of several Sea God Pavilion elders.

"I didn't expect that little fellow Mu Guiyun would also participate. This Inter-grade Challenge Tournament is going to be interesting."

Yan Shaozhe still wore that smiling expression, which made Xian Lin'er, standing to the side, feel an irrepressible sense of annoyance.

Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo chuckled honestly: "The quality of the Outer Court students these past few years has been quite good. There are a few students whose talent, even if placed in the Inner Court, would be top-tier. It won't be that easy for Mu Guiyun to win the championship."

After speaking, Qian Duoduo looked at Yan Shaozhe, then shifted the topic: "Old Yan, no matter what you say, you should let us have a few of these good seedlings for the Spirit Tool Department this time, right?"

As an old fox, Yan Shaozhe saw through Qian Duoduo's little scheme at a glance.

"Sigh, Old Qian, that's not fair. Whether a student joins the Spirit Department or the Spirit Tool Department is their own choice. How can we, as teachers, interfere too much?"

I believe you, you ghost!

Yan Shaozhe's righteous and stern appearance immediately made Qian Duoduo's teeth itch with anger.

"How about this, our Spirit Tool Department only wants Mu Guiyun. As long as you let him come to us, I guarantee that the Spirit Tool Department won't ask for anyone else from your Spirit Department for the next three years. How about it?"

"Not happening!"

Holy crap...

Seeing Yan Shaozhe flatly refuse, Qian Duoduo's eye twitched. If his own strength hadn't been insufficient, he would have already rushed up to give Yan Shaozhe a sound beating!

Meanwhile, in the contestant area of the spirit fighting arena, a dense crowd of figures had gathered. Without exception, they were all elites of the Shrek Outer Court. After all, this tournament format was extremely unfair; those without absolute confidence in their own strength wouldn't have come to participate.

"How about it? Do you have confidence?"

Tang Ya leaned in beside Mu Guiyun and said with a cheeky grin: "I've prepared to bet my entire net worth on you. If you accidentally lose, I'll really have to go drink the northwest wind in the future!"

Mu Guiyun smiled amusedly: "Don't you worry. A competition without even a single Spirit King is a piece of cake for me. If I really lose, I'll just support you from now on."

"Pfft, pfft, pfft! This Sect Master doesn't need you to support her!"

Tang Ya's pretty face flushed red. Her jade-like hand grabbed Mu Guiyun's arm, and she said embarrassedly: "Can you lend me a tiny bit more Gold Soul Coin? I... I don't have that much money right now. Even if you win, I won't earn much."

"Don't worry, I won't lend it for nothing. We'll split the winnings nine-one!"

Hmm? No unauthorized advertisements here!

Seeing Tang Ya looking at him with eyes full of anticipation, Mu Guiyun couldn't help but advise: "Tang Ya, when it comes to gambling, you should only play with what you have. If things go wrong, it really can ruin a family!"

"My family was already ruined a long time ago!"

Tang Ya put her hands on her hips and said righteously: "Besides, it's only called gambling if you don't know the result. If you know the result, that's called an investment!"

Mu Guiyun: ...

"That's all there is. Take it or leave it."

Helpless, Mu Guiyun took a small pouch from his Soul Tool and tossed it directly into Tang Ya's arms.

As for Mu Guiyun, he had already bet on himself long ago—over 12 million Gold Soul Coin, his entire fortune. He had even borrowed quite a bit from people like Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo.

Mu Guiyun's first opponent was a fairly well-known Soul Elder from the Outer Court. Relying on the information gap, he would definitely be able to make a huge profit.

Taking the money bag, Tang Ya immediately beamed with joy: "Hee hee hee, you're the best, mua~"

"Get away! Don't kiss me!"

In a corner of the Outer Court contestant area, a tall, sturdy, and handsome youth was watching the two with a motherly smile. His originally dashing appearance, paired with his frivolous tone, made his entire demeanor seem somewhat sleazy.

"Hey, Bei Bei, look! They kissed, they kissed! Hehehe!"

The youth poked Bei Bei beside him, completely failing to notice the tearful expression on his good brother's face.

"Ah? Is that so? Hahahaha!"

Watching Tang Ya and the other from afar, Bei Bei only felt his heart tighten abruptly.

Originally, Bei Bei had thought that with his talent and looks, pursuing a girl would be a piece of cake. Yet, so much time had passed, and let alone deepening their relationship, Tang Ya didn't even want to talk to him.

Mu Guiyun, who was busy joking around, naturally noticed their gazes, especially Bei Bei's miserable look, which made his mood feel rather strange.

Although Tang Ya and Bei Bei were not together yet, wasn't this, in a way, a form of NTR...

Thinking of this, Mu Guiyun smirked and pulled Tang Ya into his arms.

"Ouch! You, what are you doing..."

Mu Guiyun's sudden, bold move instantly caused Tang Ya's mind to go blank.

But strangely, not only did Tang Ya not feel the slightest bit of resistance, but her whole body inexplicably went limp. She fell into Mu Guiyun's arms involuntarily, and the face that had been full of smiles just a moment ago was now incredibly flushed.

"Bei Bei, look! They're still hugging! Wait a minute... why does that girl look like Tang... Tang Ya?!"

The youth finally reacted, his gaze quickly shifting to his good brother, Bei Bei.

Isn't that the girl his good brother is currently pursuing!

He saw that his good brother had already petrified on the spot, and vaguely, he could almost see snowflakes drifting down from Bei Bei's head.

"Th-th-this..."

The youth was somewhat at a loss, standing there with an awkward expression on his face.

The feeling was akin to going for a foot massage, only for one's good brother's girlfriend to walk in a moment later...

"It's fine, Bei Bei, watch how I teach him a lesson! Damn it, to dare snatch a woman from a brother of Xu Sanshi, I see you have already chosen a path to death!"

The youth rolled up his sleeves, making a show of stepping forward to teach Mu Guiyun a lesson.

Bei Bei, who had already lost all hope, hurriedly grabbed his good brother and tried to dissuade him: "Sanshi, you must not be impulsive! If he lands three punches, your turtle shell will crack!"

Huh? Is he that fierce?

Hearing this, the once aggressive Xu Sanshi slowed down, eventually coming to a complete halt.

He knew Bei Bei's personality all too well; he never exaggerated. This meant that this person could damage his martial soul with just three punches...

Thinking of this, Xu Sanshi's mouth twitched uncontrollably, though he still found it hard to believe.

He was, after all, an elite of the Outer Courtyard and a core disciple of the Spirit Department. Furthermore, Mu Guiyun looked to be about the same age as him, so Xu Sanshi couldn't bring himself to believe it.

"He is a Soul Elder!"

"A Soul Elder?! Hiss~"

Xu Sanshi gasped, then sheepishly said: "Well, you see, I'm feeling a bit unwell today. Next time, I will definitely help you teach him a proper lesson!"