Douluo Dalu: White Tiger

Chapter 141 Do I Need Money?
Qing Sheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Brother, you have won a hundred games in the Fighting Spirit Arena. Your popularity in the Fighting Spirit Arena must be very high. The bets you win will definitely be a lot. As long as you lose the last game on purpose, we can make a lot of money." Qing Sheng looked at Ye Xuan with anticipation, hoping that he would agree.

"Do you think I would be short of gold soul coins? Moreover, do you think the people in the fighting soul arena are fools who can't see that you are playing a fake match?" Ye Xuan looked at Qing Sheng with the eyes of an idiot.

Six years ago, when he was fighting in the Soul Arena, the highest contestant in the Tiandou Soul Arena was only a Soul King. Not to mention that in a small place like the Soto Soul Arena, it would be good to have a few four-ring Soul Masters.

Moreover, he relied on his million-year spirit ring to almost sweep all Soul King-level players. Now six years have passed. If he loses to a Soul Lord or Soul Sect in the Soto Soul Arena, everyone will see that it is not normal and think that everyone in the Soul Arena is a fool.

"Brother, you are the master of the Falling Star Palace, so of course you don't need those gold soul coins. But I do need them. I still owe the restaurant 100,000 gold soul coins, which I haven't repaid yet. Moreover, even if you don't need gold soul coins, we can quickly accumulate combat experience by participating in the fighting soul competition. No matter how you calculate it, we are sure to make a profit." Qing Sheng's eyes were somewhat helpless. Although the restaurant's people would not come to him even if he didn't return the 100,000 gold soul coins, he said in person that he would return the meal money. He must do what he promised.

Moreover, Qing Sheng himself had not practiced for four years, and his combat experience was very scarce. The Fighting Spirit Arena was not only a place to make money, but also a place to quickly accumulate combat experience. For Qing Sheng himself, it was a good place with only a hundred benefits and no harm.

Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue still looked uninterested when they heard Qing Sheng's voice. If they went to the fighting arena, they would not be able to accumulate any combat experience, and they would be swept away with absolute strength.

It can be said that the contestants in the fighting arena are not even qualified to serve as sparring partners for them. You know, their previous sparring partner was a nearly 400,000-year-old beast, the Ice Emperor. It can be said that in terms of combat experience, they are not inferior to anyone.

Qing Sheng looked at the expressions of the two people and felt that his idea might fail. But he was not discouraged. Tiandou City had a large fighting spirit arena. After Ying'er was detoxified, he would go to the fighting spirit arena to participate in the competition.

Ying'er looked at Qingsheng, and finally set her sights on Qian Renxue, and asked, "Sister Xue'er, with your strength, your winning streak in the Soul Fighting Arena should be very high. After all, at that time, even the Soul Saint was no match for you."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Xuan and said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "Xiao Xuan can tie or even beat a Titled Douluo, but I can beat Xiao Xuan. As for the winning streak in the Soul Fighting Arena, I don't have any at the moment because I have never participated in a Soul Fighting Arena."

Ye Xuan was a little surprised when he heard Qian Renxue's voice, but he did not say anything, because there was nothing wrong with what Qian Renxue said. He could beat a Titled Douluo. She only said that she could beat him, and did not say that she could beat a Titled Douluo.

A gleam of light appeared in Ying'er's eyes. Ye Xuan could tie with or even beat a Titled Douluo, and Qian Renxue could beat Ye Xuan. Doesn't that mean Qian Renxue is stronger than a Titled Douluo?

Qing Sheng's eyes were on Ye Xuan. He was not as naive as Ying'er. With his own Soul Sect strength, he could not win. Even if Ying'er, a great Soul Master, really fought, she would not have any chance to fight back. Therefore, in this situation, there would be unknown factors. It was not because Qian Renxue could beat Ye Xuan that she was stronger than the Titled Douluo.

Moreover, he also did not believe that Ye Xuan had the strength to defeat a Titled Douluo. He was basically the same age as Ye Xuan, and his talent and bloodline were no worse than his. Although he had not practiced for four years and his strength was not as good as Ye Xuan's now, even if his state of mind was not a problem and he had been practicing hard for four years, he would never be able to match the strength of a Titled Douluo.

Ye Xuan also set his eyes on Qing Sheng, wondering why he was staring at him all the time. Qing Sheng gave Ye Xuan a look that said "I understand" and then withdrew his gaze.

"Brother, since you have nothing to do right now, why don't you come with us to the Fighting Spirit Arena? Maybe there will be some unexpected surprises or gains." Qing Sheng gave it a final try. If Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue still didn't plan to go, he would give up the idea of ​​going to Soto City.

If any unexpected situation happens on the road, with his current strength, he will have no problem protecting himself, but it will definitely not be enough to protect Ying'er.

"Okay, we don't have anything to do right now anyway, so we can go to Soto City for a stroll." As Ye Xuan spoke, he looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes full of inquiry.

Qian Renxue saw Ye Xuan's gaze, nodded slightly, then stood up and stood there waiting. Walking through the space crack would be much more convenient than taking a carriage.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly and stood up, opened the space crack in front of him, and walked into the space crack with Qian Renxue. Qing Sheng and Ying'er, who had experienced it last time, did not hesitate at all, and followed the two of them and walked into the space crack...

Outside Soto City, in a silent jungle, an old man in a black robe was running quickly. Behind the old man, Soul Sages and Soul Douluo-level warriors from the Falling Star Palace were chasing him.

Ye Xishui and Lie Yan were in mid-air, following slowly and leisurely, as if they were a cat playing with a mouse.

Lieyan asked, "Deputy Palace Master, aren't you going to kill him? He is worth two soul bones now."

"I'm not interested. He's too weak and not worth my effort." Ye Xishui looked at the old man below with some indifference. He had no intention of taking action at all.

“Since the deputy hall master looks down on me, then I won’t be polite. After all, he now has two excellent thousand-year soul bones.” A faint smile appeared on Lieyan’s face, and his martial soul, the Fiery Cat-Owl, instantly possessed his body. Colors flashed under his feet: yellow, purple, black, black, black, nine soul rings.

"Then you'd better act quickly, otherwise, you may not be able to grab it." Ye Xishui said calmly, his eyes always on the old man.

(End of this chapter)