Soul Douluo Confrontation

The moonlit night was clear, yet Heavenly Spirit City remained as bustling as ever.

Bei Yuxuan led Lu Chen and Tang Ya to the front of a towering building.

The building stood a hundred meters tall and was shaped like a half-arc.

Its pointed peak pierced the clouds, like a colossal beast crouching in the darkness.

Twelve soul tool lamps were mounted on each side of the walls, their twenty-four beams converging upon the plaque above the building's central entrance.

Tianling Soul Arena!

The five gilded characters stood out vividly against the night, clearly visible even from several streets away.

At this moment, crowds flowed in and out of the entrance, while numerous vendors had set up stalls along both sides of the street.

Its liveliness was plain to see.

"So this is the Great Soul Arena? It really is impressive!" Lu Chen praised sincerely.

Tang Ya's large eyes, however, darted back and forth over the snack stalls. She swallowed greedily as she said,

"So much delicious food!"

The moment she finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth and dry-heaved. Looking confused, she said, "Ugh, what's going on? Why do I feel a little sick?"

Lu Chen rolled his eyes helplessly. "You ate too much. You're stuffed."

The table of ten-thousand-year soul beast meat Bei Yuxuan had treated them to at noon had been far too nourishing.

Even though she had only eaten some hundred-year soul beast meat that evening, Tang Ya had still completely stuffed herself.

Now that she caught the greasy scent of the street food, it was only natural that she felt nauseous.

Bei Yuxuan flicked open his folding fan and smiled. "Brother Lu, Miss Tang, it's about time. Let's go inside."

Lu Chen nodded.

The group passed through the crowd and headed into the Soul Arena.

Just then, a strange, mocking voice suddenly rang out from the street behind them.

"Well, if it isn't Young Master Bei? Didn't you lose enough yesterday? Are you here to hand over more money today?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Bei Yuxuan halted. His formerly gentle smile instantly chilled, and his expression darkened.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and turned around.

He saw a sinister-looking youth in a dark crimson hunting outfit striding toward them, surrounded by a group of people.

He was about the same age as Bei Yuxuan, but an unmistakable coldness lurked between his brows.

Three young people followed behind him.

Two men and one woman, all emanating strong fluctuations of soul power.

Most eye-catching of all was the elderly woman beside him, her body hunched and her face wrinkled like orange peel.

Leaning on a pitch-black cane, she rested with her eyes closed, as though everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Yet it was precisely that ordinary appearance that made Lu Chen's heart skip a beat.

This was an expert!

"Luo Du!"

Bei Yuxuan stared at the newcomer and forced out those two words through gritted teeth, his tone icy.

Tang Ya froze for a moment before disgust appeared on her face. "I didn't expect this guy to be here too."

"You know him?" Lu Chen asked curiously.

Tang Ya nodded and lowered her voice. "He's the youngest son of Duke Breaker Formation, one of the six great dukes of the Heaven Soul Empire.

He's arrogant, overbearing, and perverted. He loves tormenting women and is infamous throughout Heaven Dou City."

Lu Chen nodded slightly. That fit his stereotype of certain nobles quite well.

Luo Du had already arrived before them.

He first swept a disdainful glance over Bei Yuxuan, then his gaze passed over Lu Chen.

His eyes instantly filled with greed and clung to Tang Ya's delicate, curvaceous body.

"Tsk, tsk. Bei Yuxuan, looks like you lost your head yesterday. So today, you found a little virgin to fight for you?"

He licked his lips, his tone lewd. "This little beauty isn't bad. That figure, that face...

Why not follow me instead? One gold soul coin a night. I guarantee you'll have it far better than following this piece of trash."

He made no effort to conceal the filth in his heart, as though women were nothing more than toys for him to use as he pleased.

The moment those words fell, Tang Ya's face turned deathly pale.

She trembled with rage, but she dared not speak out.

Instinctively, she clutched tightly at the corner of Lu Chen's clothes.

The Luo Family was a ducal household with a Titled Douluo watching over it.

Even the Tang Sect when her parents were still alive had not dared to provoke them lightly, much less her now, with nothing left.

If she spoke back, she feared she would implicate Lu Chen.

"Shut your mouth!"

Bei Yuxuan's eyes turned cold. He stepped forward and shielded Tang Ya behind him, glaring at Luo Du. "Watch your mouth. They're my friends!"

The surrounding onlookers immediately began whispering among themselves.

"That's the little tyrant of the Luo Family? He really lives up to his reputation. What a vicious mouth."

"Shh, keep it down! The two ducal estates have been fighting for decades.

People from both families die on Heavenly Spirit City's life-and-death arena almost every day."

Luo Du acted as though he had not heard Bei Yuxuan at all. He continued staring fixedly at Tang Ya and reached out to touch her face.

"If you look at her with those filthy eyes one more time, I'll dig your eyeballs out."

An icy, bone-piercing voice suddenly exploded through the air.

Luo Du felt an incomparably terrifying killing intent, dense enough to seem tangible, lock onto him in an instant.

He instinctively took a step back, his face suddenly stiffening.

Lu Chen remained where he was, merely watching Luo Du with cold, indifferent eyes. Undisguised killing intent churned in their depths.

"Damn it! Where did this bastard come from?!"

Luo Du came to his senses. Realizing that he had actually been frightened back by a seemingly ordinary commoner, he flew into a rage from humiliation and shrieked,

"Elder Wang, cripple him for me! Tear that mouth apart!"

The instant he spoke, the elderly woman who had been resting with her eyes closed abruptly opened them.

Two bolts of violet lightning flashed through her cloudy eyes!

Boom!

A terrifying pressure, like mountains and seas crashing down, descended instantly.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine brilliant soul rings slowly rose beneath her feet and circled her body.

"A Titled Douluo?!" terrified screams erupted from the crowd.

"It's Old Madam Wang of the Luo Family! She actually made a move herself!"

"Wang Ou, this is a conflict between juniors. Isn't it beneath you to act personally?"

Old Chen's gaze remained calm, showing no fear toward the elderly woman before him.

With a flash, nine soul rings likewise encircled his body, and his aura was in no way inferior to hers.

"Another Titled Douluo!"

"What terrifying pressure!"

The onlookers were horrified. Crushed by the two powerful auras, they staggered backward again and again.

Some even collapsed directly to the ground, their hearts filled with terror as cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.

"This old woman does not care about status. I only follow the young master's orders."

Wang Ou snorted coldly and slammed her cane against the ground.

The surrounding soul power instantly surged violently, and killing intent pointed straight at Lu Chen.

Seeing this, Old Chen immediately moved in front of Lu Chen and the other two.

His soul power condensed into a shield, firmly protecting all three of them within it.

"What terrifying soul power fluctuations!" Lu Chen's expression changed slightly.

Even with Old Chen blocking most of the pressure outside, he could still feel that heart-palpitating soul power.

He gained a clearer understanding of the top experts in the Douluo world.

Even the soul power leaking from them was this terrifying. If they truly fought, their destructive power was easy to imagine.

And this was only a Titled Douluo. How powerful would a Super Douluo be?

Even amid his shock, Lu Chen's eyes grew more excited.

His resolve hardened. He had to become stronger!

"He can still smile in the face of a Titled Douluo..."

Old Chen noticed Lu Chen's unusual reaction, and his expression turned strange. "What a monster."

The two Titled Douluos faced off, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder.

"Lu Chen, what do we do?"

Tang Ya tightly gripped Lu Chen's hand, her voice trembling.

The might of a Titled Douluo was simply too frightening.

Lu Chen tightened his grip around her slightly cool hand and comforted her softly. "It's fine. Don't be afraid."

He was not actually worried about his own safety. From the conversations around them, it was not hard to see that the households of Duke Beiyu and Duke Breaker Formation were sworn enemies.

Bei Yuxuan and Luo Du were already hostile toward one another.

And then there was his identity as a "Body Sect disciple."

As long as Bei Yuxuan was not an idiot, he would never stand by and do nothing.

That was also the confidence that had allowed him to directly rebuke Luo Du.