Dai Mubai: Even if I Have to Grit My Teeth, I Have to Go!

The Shrek group entered the Soul Arena and headed straight for the front desk.

Sure enough, tickets for the First Sub-Arena had long since sold out.

Above and beside the front desk, a massive soul-tool crystal screen was scrolling through tonight's main event.

[First Sub-Arena · One-on-One]

[Ye Han (Silver Soul Badge · Four-Ring Battle Soul Ancestor) VS Shi Hao (Iron Soul Badge · Four-Ring Battle Soul Ancestor)]

The numbers in the betting column beneath the screen left all of the Shrek Seven Monsters stunned.

There were no standard odds for victory or defeat.

There were only several strange betting options.

First, whether Ye Han would reveal his Spirit Rings.

Second, how long Shi Hao could last: under three minutes, three to five minutes, or over five minutes.

Each betting option corresponded to different odds.

The Soul Arena apparently believed that Ye Han would win, so there was no need to open a victory-or-defeat market.

"What the hell is this? I've never heard of anything like it! Isn't it just ten consecutive wins? Does it really warrant such a huge commotion?"

Ma Hongjun immediately bristled, glaring at the screen as he shouted. He looked at Tang San with a face full of indignation.

"Back then, our Third Brother created an undefeated legend of twenty-eight straight victories in a single month at the Soto City Great Soul Arena and directly earned a Golden Soul Badge! It's only ten wins—why are they acting like he's invincible under heaven?!"

Tang San's expression remained unchanged, but he felt displeased as well.

He was full of confidence. If he competed at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, he might also achieve more than ten consecutive victories without revealing his Spirit Rings.

After all, he had consumed the Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass and Fiery Apricot Delicate. Tempered by the spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, his Blue Silver Grass had become immune to both ice and fire.

Should he encounter a powerful opponent, he could also release his External Spirit Bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

However, even if he accomplished that, the opponents he defeated would only be at the Soul Elder level.

Compared to Ye Han, he was still a tier behind.

Oscar smiled.

"Fatty, don't get worked up yet. Think about it carefully—Ye Han has never revealed his Spirit Rings. This is a super Great Soul Arena, and all his opponents are four-ring Soul Ancestors. Winning ten straight at this level, without even displaying his Spirit Rings... honestly, that's truly impressive."

"Little Ao, why are you siding with outsiders? You're boosting their morale and crushing our own!"

"I'm just stating the facts."

Dai Mubai couldn't stand listening any longer and cut the two of them off.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Hurry up and register. If we're late, we might not even be able to sign up."

Only then did the others settle themselves.

Dai Mubai walked up to the front desk and briefly explained their purpose. The group then registered one after another.

As usual, Tang San and Xiao Wu formed the "Three-Five Combination."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar formed a team.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing formed a team.

Dai Mubai registered alone for the Soul Ancestor one-on-one division.

All of them registered for matches in the First Sub-Arena.

That way, Shrek's three Soul Elder teams might end up facing one another in the arena.

However, even if they did meet, victory or defeat did not matter. They could simply go through the motions.

The registration fee was ten Gold Spirit Coins, and winning earned them twenty Gold Spirit Coins.

Whether they won or lost, they could watch Ye Han's match for free.

Soon, everyone's information had been registered.

The receptionist carefully checked Dai Mubai's information before speaking to him.

"Sir, there is only one Soul Ancestor-level one-on-one match tonight: Ye Han versus Shi Hao. Would you like to challenge Ye Han?"

Dai Mubai raised his brow.

"What do you mean? Doesn't he already have an opponent?"

The receptionist explained.

"Our Soul Arena has just introduced a new policy. Starting tomorrow night, challengers of Ye Han will receive generous rewards."

"What rewards?"

"As long as you register to challenge Ye Han and step into the arena, you will receive two thousand Gold Spirit Coins regardless of victory or defeat. If you can force Ye Han to reveal his Spirit Rings, you will receive an additional ten thousand Gold Spirit Coins. If you win, the reward will be thirty thousand Gold Spirit Coins."

?!!!

Everyone was stunned.

Oscar broke the silence.

"Those rewards are way too generous! As expected of a super Great Soul Arena—they really spend lavishly. Two thousand Gold Spirit Coins just for stepping onto the stage... if it were me, I'd be willing even if I had to go up there and take a beating!"

Dai Mubai shot Oscar a glance, a trace of displeasure surfacing on his face.

Before coming to the Soul Arena, he had said that he wanted to challenge Ye Han, yet Oscar was saying something so discouraging.

The receptionist added with a smile.

"We only just received notice from the manager as well. If you are confident, you can reserve a match against Ye Han tomorrow night. There is no registration fee; you only need to register directly."

Everyone's gazes landed on Dai Mubai at once.

Dai Mubai had already boasted before everyone from Shrek. No matter how strong Ye Han was, even if he had to grit his teeth, he had to go through with it.

Besides, he had already been itching to test himself against Ye Han.

Now that he heard there were such generous rewards, how could he hesitate?

"Help me reserve a match against Ye Han tomorrow night. However, I specifically came tonight to watch Ye Han fight. Can I enter the soul masters' rest area to observe the match?"

"Please wait a moment. I'll ask the manager."

Very soon, the receptionist returned.

"The manager said he can grant you this special privilege once."

"Good. Then help me reserve it."

After everyone finished registering, they headed to the lounge area in the main hall.

Dai Mubai told Flender and the other two about reserving a challenge against Ye Han.

"Even at a super Great Soul Arena like Heaven Dou, there aren't many four-ring Soul Ancestors who come to fight in a sub-arena. Ye Han, this rising star, has already become their cash cow. Ticket prices have increased tenfold, so they're willing to spend heavily to find opponents for him."

As Flender spoke, he adjusted his glasses.

He had always loved money, and he knew those two thousand Gold Spirit Coins were guaranteed.

But some things could not be measured in money, such as a soul master's confidence.

If Dai Mubai lost to an opponent of the same level who had not even activated his Spirit Rings, the blow to him would certainly be severe.

"Still, Mubai, have you really thought it through? Aren't you going to observe first?"

"Dean, I've already made my decision. Haven't you always taught us not to be cowards when facing trouble? For me, this is also a rare challenge. What if I force him to reveal his Spirit Rings, or even win?"

"Good lad! Since you're so confident, then give it a try."

The group said no more and split up.

Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong went to the spectator area of the First Sub-Arena.

The Shrek Seven Monsters went to the soul masters' rest area.

As soon as they entered, they instinctively looked around, wanting to see whether Ye Han was there as well.

There were indeed two youths around fifteen or sixteen years old.

But one looked crude, while the other was ugly and misshapen. Neither resembled the cold, handsome youth from the rumors.

Moreover, neither displayed the bearing of a top-tier expert.

After looking around, Dai Mubai shook his head.

"Stop looking. Ye Han is already a star of the Soul Arena. He must be getting star treatment. He's probably resting in a VIP room and won't come to a public lounge like this."

Ma Hongjun curled his lips, clearly unconvinced.

"He's just lucky. Ten straight wins and he's a star! Then what do our Third Brother's twenty-eight straight wins count for? Is he the Heavenly King himself?!"

Tang San did not respond. He merely walked silently to the corner by the window and stood there, his gaze falling on the central arena of the Soul Arena.

His Purple Demon Eyes had already reached the Mustard Seed Realm.

He was confident that if Ye Han stepped onto the arena, none of his movements would escape his eyes.