I'm Going to Single-Handedly Conquer the Soul Dou Tournament!

He had the Voice of the Stars, and his martial soul was Gravity.

If he still needed teammates' cooperation with that, he might as well find a block of tofu and bash his head in.

He would be unworthy of being a transmigrator!

"Alone?"

The staff member looked at Lin Yuan, who was only one meter thirty tall, and his expression immediately turned strange. He could not help but say with concern, "Once a team name is confirmed, it can't be changed. If you have teammates in the future, they might feel a little bothered when they see your team name. That won't do you any good later on."

"Then I'll just fight my way through the Soul Fighting Tournament alone."

"...Here."

After the registration was completed and he paid one hundred Douluo Coins, Lin Yuan left without looking back.

The staff member looked at Lin Yuan's departing figure, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as those words kept echoing in his mind:

Then I'll just fight my way through the tournament alone. Then I'll just fight my way through the tournament alone...

He was so damn arrogant!

Lin Yuan went to the betting center of the Soul Fighting Arena and, without the slightest hesitation, staked all 21,000 Douluo Coins he had saved over the past year.

The betting rules of the Soul Fighting Arena were simple: no matter how much money was involved, if you won, it doubled; if you lost, you lost everything.

In other words, if Lin Yuan won, his Douluo Coins would double straight to 42,000.

Of course, if he lost, he would be completely wiped out.

Lin Yuan still remembered that after he entered Shrek in the future, he could exchange Douluo Coins for badges.

However, keeping up a winning streak would be difficult. Smart Brain would match opponents based on the contestants' performance in the arena to suppress high win streaks from happening.

That was why most soul masters held the mindset of "gamblers can't lose every day, kids can't cry every day, I'll definitely win the next round too," then went all in, and finally lost everything.

Based on Lin Yuan's guess, a person's final win rate should stabilize at just over forty percent...

Lin Yuan chose the one-on-one Soul Fight to warm up.

Because Lin Yuan had not locked the age bracket too tightly and had instead opened up matchmaking, he was matched very quickly.

With a flash of light, Lin Yuan arrived inside the Soul Fighting Arena.

The moment Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a surprised voice rang beside his ear:

"It's actually a little brother?"

Standing in front of Lin Yuan was a youth around sixteen years old.

And the moment that youth saw Lin Yuan, he immediately laughed.

After losing for so long, his luck had finally turned!

Judging by that height, he was probably malnourished, right?

A yellowish-white Soul Ring appeared around the youth, and behind him was the phantom of a large bear. He said smugly, "Little brother, my martial soul is a black bear. I'm a nineteenth-rank Battle Soul Master... I think you'd better... holy shit!"

Before the youth could finish speaking, Lin Yuan did not even light up his Soul Ring. He merely flipped his hand lightly, and the boy flew into the air.

"Holy shit!" When the black bear youth saw that he was a hundred meters up in the sky, his face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly shouted, "Martial soul possession! Martial soul possession!"

With a flash of light, the black bear merged into his body. His body grew much stronger, and his muscles bulged.

Lin Yuan's gaze turned a little strange. No, buddy, did you not study mechanics properly? Don't forget the kinetic energy formula!

The greater the mass, the greater the kinetic energy when you smash down from a hundred meters in the air. You're actively helping me turn a basic attack into a critical hit.

Lin Yuan could not help shouting, "Did your cerebellum attack your cerebrum or something?"

The youth: ?

Lin Yuan pressed down with his right hand, and the youth crashed heavily down from a hundred meters in the air, vanishing from sight on the spot.

"So much nonsense, yet so weak..."

Nineteenth rank. He was not even as good as Yu Xiaogang, though his talent should probably be better than Yu Xiaogang's, right?

Surely he would not be unable to break through to rank thirty even at fifty, right?

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

The next second, light flashed around him, and he once again arrived inside the Soul Fighting Arena. At the same time, because the match had ended too quickly—or because it had been too spectacular—Lin Yuan was given an extra reward of 100 Douluo Coins.

In an instant, Lin Yuan's number of Douluo Coins reached 42,100.

"You... won?"

The staff member, who had just come over carrying water, looked at Lin Yuan in astonishment.

Lin Yuan nodded, his voice calm as he casually lied:

"I used wind element to throw that person into the air, then smashed him back down. That's all."

The staff member: ...

"Again."

Light flashed around Lin Yuan. When he appeared again, he had already arrived inside the Soul Fighting Arena. He looked around, but there was still no one in the spectator stands.

Generally speaking, the more famous the contestants in a match were, the more people came to watch. Once there were more people, there would be ticket revenue. Clearly, a little scrub like him, who had only won one match, did not have that kind of influence.

He looked ahead.

The man opposite him was powerfully built, his eyes bright and intense, his voice low and deep.

"Shami. Martial soul: Iron-Armored Mad Bull. Rank twenty-three assault-type battle Soul Master."

A rank twenty-three assault-type battle Soul Master?

Looks like the Smart Brain's matchmaking system had kicked in.

Lin Yuan spoke leisurely.

"Zoffy. Martial soul: Elemental Orb. Rank nineteen... control-type Soul Master."

"Rank nineteen?"

The man was only slightly taken aback. Clearly, he had not expected to be matched with a one-ring Soul Master.

But there was not the slightest trace of contempt in his eyes.

He directly possessed his martial soul and unleashed his first Soul Skill. Mad Bull Charge. The outline of an iron-armored bull formed over his body as he charged straight over.

Lin Yuan did not move.

Only when the man was about to crash into him did Lin Yuan shift slightly to the side and dodge.

At the same time, he reached out and rested his hand on the man's shoulder.

"Mm, trying to compete with me in brute strength? Then you picked the wrong opponent. With my Iron-Armored Rhino martial soul, I'm rarely matched in strength among those of the same level!"

But in the next second, his entire body actually floated up. Lin Yuan tugged lightly with gravity, then slammed him heavily into the ground.

Hm, still breathing?

Smash again!

After going back and forth ten times, the man had completely lost all breath.

Light flashed around Lin Yuan.

He returned to the Soul Fighting Arena again. Including the 100 Douluo Coins rewarded to him, Lin Yuan's number of Douluo Coins had already reached 84,300.

"Continue."

He then went through six more consecutive battles.

Because Lin Yuan's bets were simply too outrageous each time, there was no shortage now of peak two-ring Soul Masters, even three-ring Soul Masters, taking the stage.

Without a doubt, apart from the three-ring Soul Master being slightly more troublesome and requiring Lin Yuan to rub together a ball and blast him away, everyone else was instantly killed.

One had to know that Lin Yuan's registered rank was only nineteen.

This was already crossing two tiers. It was quite exaggerated.

Moreover, the vast majority of Soul Masters believed that one-ring Soul Masters had not truly formed combat power at all.

And Lin Yuan's Douluo Coins had already surged from the initial twenty thousand-plus to a full 5.38 million!

If he won one more time, then he would successfully break ten million!

If calculated according to the discount available for Shrek freshmen during their first week, where Douluo Coins could be exchanged for badges and 1,500 Douluo Coins could be exchanged for one yellow-rank badge, Lin Yuan could exchange for more than seven thousand of them.

Luckily, because the Federation was worried Douluo World might be exploited by other interested parties, the Smart Brain was specially separated and made independent. The Federation can't interfere, and the Smart Brain also treats protecting contestants' privacy as its underlying logic, just like a person's underlying logic is the self.

Lin Yuan complained inwardly. At the same time, without the slightest hesitation, under the violently twitching eyes of the people at the betting center, he put all 5.38 million Douluo Coins on himself, then stepped into the Soul Fighting Arena once more.

The spectator stands were packed!

Ever since Lin Yuan had won eight matches in a row and placed such huge bets every single match, although Lin Yuan had risen very quickly, quite a few people had already rushed over after hearing the news, all for the sake of witnessing Zoffy's style with their own eyes.

Everyone in the spectator stands held their breath, quietly waiting for Lin Yuan to appear.