Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 140 As long as there's money to be made, shamelessness can be sold by the pound.

Hearing Bai Yu's words, the waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying:
"Yes, Your Excellency Hongming, I will make the arrangements immediately. However, please allow me to say that my clan's Supreme Elder is an 86th-level Soul Douluo."

"The difference in soul power between us is quite significant. If you are not confident, you may refuse to fight."

Baiyu looked the waiter up and down and chuckled.

"Heh, your elders want to fight me, and you're here advising me not to? Aren't you afraid that old guy will take his anger out on you later?"

The waiter's face turned bitter, and he said helplessly:
"I am afraid, but I am even more afraid that you will get hurt. After all, you are so young and you have already reached this level of strength."

"If something were to happen here by accident, I'm afraid it would bring great disaster upon my family!"

Baiyu waved his hand, indicating that his worries were unnecessary.

"Tsk, you're still young. Your elders see things more clearly."

"From what I can tell, your elder just wants to go up and see my strength. If I'm not as good as he claims, then he'll put on an act, making it look like he only defeated me after going all out."

"But if I want to live up to the name, he'll probably have to act even more, maybe even deliberately lose to give me a reputation."

The waiter sighed inwardly; he already knew what Bai Yu was talking about.

The seven major families behind the Great Soul Arena had long speculated about where Bai Yu came from and what his identity was.

So he understood the Supreme Elder's plan, but plans are one thing, what if they couldn't stop when a fight broke out?
The guy in front of me, who might be the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, doesn't seem like a pretty face, judging from his historical battle record or his current demeanor. He should actually be able to fight beyond his level.

The Chu family's martial soul, the Black Fiend Blade, is like the Yang family's Soul-Breaking Spear; it excels at offense but not defense. Once they start fighting, it's a real fight, and they won't easily back down!
However, since both of them were determined to fight, he, a mere Karami, couldn't stop them at all and could only pray that they would stop peacefully.

"Since Your Excellency Hongming has made the decision, I will make the arrangements. Please wait here for a moment."

Then, at Bai Yu's signal, the waiter left the private room to inform the audience and start the central arena.

He's made up his mind: since he can't stop it, he'll make the scene bigger, sell a lot of tickets, and make a killing off the audience!
"Haha, kid Bai, I didn't expect you to actually keep waiting. So, how about it? This match is practically a sure win, right? Should I place my bet on you?"

Flander's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together like a fly, staring excitedly at the white fish.

The white fish rolled its eyes and said, somewhat speechless:
"Yes, yes, yes, we'll win this game easily. But Dean, weren't you going back? What, you're not leaving now?"

Hearing Bai Yu's teasing, Flander wasn't embarrassed at all. He waved his hand and remained quite calm.

"Hey kid, what are you saying? We came together, so of course we should go back together. Otherwise, it would look like we're not on good terms!"

Bai Yu chuckled to himself, thinking to himself that this miser would sell his shamelessness by the pound as long as there was money to be made.

After a while, as the amplified soul guide device covering the entire Great Soul Arena sounded, announcing to everyone that the central arena was open and that there would be a battle between Soul Douluo-level players, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became boiling.

"Damn, today was definitely worth it! Not only did I see two special programs, but I even got to watch a Contra-level battle!"

"Indeed, this level of battle is something you might not encounter even once every few years in the Great Soul Arena. We'll have to see it for ourselves today."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you see there's no one around? If you don't hurry up and grab tickets, there won't be any seats left, and you'll be waiting for standing tickets?"

……

As the noise outside gradually subsided, the waiter-manager returned to Baiyu's private room to inform him that he could proceed to the central arena.

"Lord Hongming, the central arena of the Heavenly Dou Great Soul Arena is now open. We await your arrival." Bai Yu nodded, stood up, and followed the attendant out.

When he stood on the arena, looking at the empty surroundings, he couldn't help but gasp in amazement, thinking to himself that this place was actually quite nice!
This place is called the central arena, but it's actually just an open-air venue.

The arena covers an area of ​​about one kilometer, with rows of seats that rise gradually like steps, and the VIP boxes are at the very top.

It's fortunate that this is a fantasy world, where eyesight is generally good and there are hardly any nearsighted people. Otherwise, you would need to bring binoculars to see the battle clearly!

As Bai Yu arrived at the center of the arena, he looked at the gray-robed old man opposite him and chuckled softly.

"Hehe, I am Baiyu, a junior. I have met you, senior. I am honored that you have the interest to give me your guidance. Please enlighten me."

Looking at Bai Yu, whose expression was calm but whose eyes held a hint of fighting spirit, the gray-robed elder nodded slightly, thinking to himself that the Spirit Hall truly lived up to its reputation as a power that dominated the continent, with geniuses emerging generation after generation.

First there was Qian Daoliu, who was known as invincible in the sky; then there was Bibi Dong, the current Pope, with her twin martial souls; and now there is another prodigy who can surpass his level as easily as drinking water. I'm so envious I could cry!
Then the gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed, and he stopped thinking about it. After all, no matter how envious he was, he couldn't bring the white fish into his own home.

Moreover, the seven major families have always only supported each other and have no intention of causing trouble, so whether or not they have geniuses is irrelevant, as long as the inheritance continues.

"I am Chu Huai. Today, upon seeing young friend Bai's application for a duel, I felt an itch to spar. I hope you will not take offense."

Bai Yu's lips curled up slightly. He was also a little excited at this moment. In the previous battles, neither the little angel nor Liu Erlong had put any pressure on him.

Tang Dachui and his cheap teacher are too strong; unless you fight to the death, there's no way to win!
So he hadn't had a proper fight in a long time, and Chu Huai's strength was just right—not requiring him to risk his life, yet able to put enough pressure on him.

"Since you're in the mood, senior, I'll gladly oblige. Be careful!"

As Bai Yu finished speaking, his martial soul, the Blue Silver King, appeared behind him. He activated his martial soul true form, and six auxiliary soul skills appeared one by one.

Then, his figure flashed and he rushed towards Chu Huai.

"Nine Spiral Shadows! Plum Blossom Hand, Brushing Flowers and Willows!"

When Chu Huai saw Bai Yu's bright red seventh ring, his eyes widened suddenly, and he cursed inwardly as a pervert.

He then unleashed his martial spirit, the Black Fiend Blade, and charged towards the white fish.

"Martial Soul True Form! Third Soul Skill, Black Fiend Blade Aura!"

"Buzz!"

A sharp explosion rang out as the enormous black demonic blade clashed with the giant hand formed by the white fish using its soul power.

After the soul power hand was cleaved in two, Bai Yu leaned back to dodge the spreading sword energy. He formed his left hand into a claw and reached for the black demon blade that was slashing down again, while his right hand formed a sword finger, ready to strike at any moment!

"Plum Blossom Hand, Eagle Strike, Nine Shatters! Plum Blossom Hand, Star Point!"

"Clang! Bang!"

After a series of clanging sounds, Bai Yu stretched out his right hand and used a "pointing star" technique to aim directly at Chu Huai's chest.

Chu Huai turned his blade around and held it horizontally in front of him, blocking Bai Yu's sword pointing at him.

(End of this chapter)