Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Before long, Flander led the four of them to the Great Soul Arena.

Pointing to the Great Soul Arena, he said, "This is the place I'm bringing you here today, the Great Soul Arena, where Soul Masters fight each other. As the saying goes, real combat is the best teacher."

"With the same level and strength, the amount of practical experience will determine the key to victory or defeat. Only through constant practice can you improve your adaptability in battle as much as possible. Therefore, your first lesson is practical combat. And that place is your classroom."

I believe some of you are already familiar with the Great Soul Arena, but I still feel it's necessary to explain it to you.

"The Great Soul Arena was jointly established by the seven most prestigious Soul Master families on the entire continent. It is not affiliated with the two great empires or the Spirit Hall. Here, battles between Soul Masters are relatively fair. Not only can you gain both fame and fortune, but you also don't need to worry about retaliation from the powerful families."

"After entering the Great Soul Arena, any Soul Master of any level will receive a badge upon registration. The lowest level is the Iron Badge, also known as the Iron Soul Badge, followed by Bronze, Silver, Gold, Purple Gold, Sapphire, Ruby, and Diamond. There are eight levels in total."

"Upgrading from Iron Fighting Spirit to Bronze Fighting Spirit requires 100 points. You will gain one point for each battle you win, but you will also lose one point for each battle you lose."

"If you win more than five games in a row, you will get ten points for each additional game. If you win more than ten games in a row, you will get one hundred points for each additional game."

"To upgrade from Bronze Fighting Soul to Silver Fighting Soul, one thousand points are required. In battles between Bronze Fighting Souls, you will gain ten points for each victory and lose ten points for each loss. The points gained from consecutive wins are the same as for Iron Fighting Souls."

"My requirement for you is to reach Silver Soul before graduation. Alright, little monsters, let me take you in to register!"

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"I believe you are already clear about the rules. For now, the arrangement for you is as follows: Hongjun will participate in one-on-one Soul Battles, and Xiao Ao and Hongjun will team up to participate in two-on-two Soul Battles. Since Mu Bai and Xiao Zheng are at different levels, you two will only participate in one-on-one Soul Battles for the time being. Once Mu Bai reaches the Soul Master level, you two can team up to participate in two-on-two Soul Battles."

After making the arrangements, Flander left, letting the others participate before returning home on their own.

"Fatty, shall we go participate in the two-on-two Soul Battle first?" Oscar said to Ma Hongjun.

"Mm." Ma Hongjun nodded.

"Brother Dai, Brother Zheng, we'll head over now," Ma Hongjun waved.

"After the competition, everyone will gather here again," Dai Mubai announced loudly, and everyone nodded.

"The next match is the third match of the Sixteen Soul Arena. Two Soul Masters will be playing. One is Ju Nanzhen, a veteran of our Soul Arena, who possesses the Beast Soul Iron Spear Pig. He has already won four consecutive matches. One more win will double his points. The other is a newcomer, Sikong Zheng, whose Martial Soul is the Divine Tree. Will Ju Nanzhen continue his winning streak, or will the newcomer shine? Let's wait and see."

"Go Ju Nanzhen! Go Ju Nanzhen!"

Wow, how enthusiastic! Too bad they're not cheering me on, hehe, let me turn the world upside down!

"Sikong Zheng, Martial Soul Divine Tree, Level 35 Soul Master," Sikong Zheng gestured with one hand, revealing a smug expression.

"Ju Nanzhen, Martial Soul Iron Spear Pig, Level 39 Soul Master," Ju Nanzhen raised an eyebrow. This was his fifth consecutive victory. If he could win this match, he would gain ten points. He absolutely could not allow himself to lose, and he slowly spread his legs.

"Iron Spear Boar, Possession, Second Soul Skill - Savage Charge!" A vortex of energy gathered at the tip of its tusks, and with a roar, its legs suddenly slammed into Sikong Zheng, crashing down with violent momentum.

"Tsk, he just charged straight at us like that. This Soul Master's Soul Skill is really simple, crude, and unadorned!" Sikong Zheng silently complained. He thought he would see some interesting Soul Skills.

To actually use such a foolish move in front of him. It might work against others, but this kind of move is too easy to counter. Sikong Zheng didn't even bother to use his soul skill.

A massive tree root emerged from in front of him, poised to strike. Just as the Iron Spear Boar was about to collide with the root, the root seized the opportunity to hook around its waist and use the momentum of the charging Iron Spear Boar to its advantage. Without giving the simple-minded boar a chance, the root quickly swung it around in a half-circle before slamming it to the ground.

Boom! The battle platform suddenly shook.

This technique aligns with the core concept of the Chaotic Cloak Hammering Technique: using the opponent's force against them. However, the Chaotic Cloak can become stronger with each stack, and this is a rudimentary application of it.

"This, this, Ju Nanzhen was knocked unconscious in less than a minute."

A gasp of surprise and a burst of enthusiastic applause swept through the audience, who expressed their admiration for the powerful Soul Master who had defeated his opponent in the blink of an eye.

In the days that followed, every battle involving Sikong Zheng was packed to capacity.

The host announced:

"The victor is Soul Master Sikong Zheng, with a record of one win and zero losses, while Ju Nanzhen has a record of twenty wins and nine losses. Both Soul Masters, after you step down, there will be staff to record your scores."

In the Thirteen Soul Arena, "the victor is Soul Master Dai Mubai, with a record of one win and zero losses. Ke Ming's record is twenty-one wins and thirteen losses."

"Wow, so handsome! Soul Master, look at me! Ahhh, he's looking over here! He's looking at me!" Dai Mubai's victory caused a burst of screams from the girls.

This also caused collective dissatisfaction among male compatriots. "Pshaw, so what if he has a bitch's face?" It seems that handsome men are only resisted by most men, unless it's themselves.

"Soul Master, you're so handsome! I'll be waiting for you tonight, you absolutely have to come!" A charming woman winked at Dai Mubai.

It has to be said that being handsome makes you popular anywhere.

Sikong Zheng arrived at the agreed-upon location first. Seeing the three still competing, he promptly lay down on a chair, listlessly fiddling with his fingers. If this were a diligent protagonist, he might have already begun meditating while waiting.

Unfortunately, Sikong Zheng refused to "go along with the protagonist" and was a lazy bum who would rather lie down than sit.

After a while, Sikong Zheng thought Dai Mubai would be the second to finish, but unexpectedly, Oscar came next.

"How did it go? Xiao Ao, did you win the two-on-two?" Sikong Zheng sat up and asked curiously.

"Sigh, we lost. Fatty and I ran into two level 28 Soul Masters. They were quite coordinated. Before I could even replenish my supplies, Fatty was knocked down," Oscar sighed.

A short while later, Ma Hongjun staggered over. "Fatty, did you win?" Oscar eagerly stepped forward to ask.

"No need to ask, just look at his face and you'll know he's doomed," Sikong Zheng laughed.

"Uh, Fatty, just do your best," Oscar finally realized and awkwardly comforted him.

Without hesitation, he activated his second soul ring and created a small sausage, handing it to Ma Hongjun.

"Why hasn't Boss Dai arrived yet? Didn't he say we'd meet here? Did he stand us up and sneak off?"

The fat man had already lost the game, and he was extremely dissatisfied that Dai Mubai was not coming for a long time.

"Xiao Zheng, how's it going? Did you get any points? Never mind, never mind."

When Dai Mubai thought about Sikong Zheng's abnormal strength, he knew there was no need to ask.

"Yeah, of course I got it. What were you doing? Why did it take so long? With your abilities, that shouldn't be necessary, right?"

Sikong Zheng was also very puzzled at this moment.

"Hmph, I thought you died on stage. I've already finished both matches," Ma Hongjun complained, extremely annoyed by the long wait.

Surprisingly, Dai Mubai didn't seem to care; normally he would have retorted.

"Well... I just finished discussing a deal with a friend I just met, so it took me a while. Uh, I have a big battle tonight, so I won't be going back. You guys should head back now."

Dai Mubai's eyes darted away as he urged.

"Alright, let's go back first." Oscar didn't think much of it and nodded in agreement.

Sikong Zheng stared at Dai Mubai's genitals. A battle was about to begin.

Suddenly he realized, and an evil smile appeared on his face.

You bastard, you didn't even invite us to eat late-night snacks. I could have let you have the first bite, but that's too much. You're just a fair-weather friend. Doesn't he know that eating alone won't help you grow tall?

Sikong Zheng looked at Dai Mubai with a sly grin, making Dai Mubai blush.

"Let's go, don't disturb Mu Bai's good time," Sikong Zheng said with a half-smile.

On the way back to the academy, Oscar couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Xiao Zheng, what exactly did Dai Mubai do? Do you know something?"