Douluo: Dream Overlord

"Are you kidding me!"

Ling Jian's eyes widened, and her clear voice rose: "This young lady is afraid of them?!"

"Who knows? That's not necessarily true."

Shiguang shrugged and walked towards the backstage waiting area, while Lingjian watched his retreating figure with some anger.

"What do you mean 'not necessarily'! I'll definitely beat that shield-wielding Soul Master easily! Just don't hold me back!"

With that, Ling Jian followed Shi Guang angrily to the backstage waiting area.

A few groups were scattered around, and they were clearly acquainted with each other, chatting in hushed tones.

Cleaning staff passed by frequently, wiping the ground, while several staff members hurried back and forth, preparing for the upcoming appearance of the Soul Masters.

"Hello, we're here to participate in the two-person Soul Master competition."

Time stopped a passing staff member and told him about the team.

"A contradictory duo! Your turn will be soon!"

The staff member was taken aback, then looked at them with some pity and said, "If I were you, I would choose to withdraw from the competition. These two are not to be trifled with."

Any team that fought against them, unless they could defeat them, would either end up severely injured or die in the arena.

Upon hearing this, Shi Guang's gaze remained indifferent, while Ling Jian's expression turned serious.

"I was matched with such a ruthless opponent in my first battle."

Lingjian said solemnly, "It seems we have to get serious!"

Hey! Can you even fight that power-attack type Soul Master? If not, we should disband the team and go home!

"Can't you have a little faith in me?"

Shi Guang shook his head helplessly and said, "If the opponent were a powerful offensive Soul Master, I might still be a little wary."

But the opponent was merely a powerful offensive Soul Master, nothing more.

"Such a big mouth?"

Lingjian curled his lips upon hearing this. Since this guy was so confident, he must have some certainty about his own strength, and he wasn't just a show-off.

Moreover, this person knows so much about her sect and martial spirit, so he must be no ordinary person.

Besides, if she can't win, she can run away. Her martial spirit has good power and effect in both offense and escape, but that would make her family lose face.

She wouldn't do that easily, provided that this dream god is really as strong as he claims.

"Oh, by the way," Shi Guang asked the staff, "Can we use our own weapons during the competition?"

"Yes, you can use it at the start of the battle, but using it during the battle is considered a foul."

The staff member stated, "Furthermore, the use of soul tools and any non-soul skill items is prohibited in combat."

Shi Guang nodded and said, "Understood."

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Lingjian pouted, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes to rest.

As the alarm clock on the giant clock tower hanging in the arena ticked away, a staff member soon came backstage to inquire about the team called "Divine Sword".

Who is the "Divine Sword" team?

"Here," Shi Guang said calmly.

"Here!" the spirit sword said, opening its eyes.

"Okay, you guys get ready to go on stage."

The staff member said, "The backstage staff have already explained the arena's rules to you, right?"

"Did you say we can go on stage?"

Time asked.

"Go ahead!" The staff member pointed to the entrance he came from and said, "Judging from the information, it seems this is your first time participating in the Soul Fighting Competition, right?"

It seems the Contradictory Brothers are about to easily crush the enemy again; the sanitation workers are going to have a tough time.

I hope to see you come back alive and break those two damn guys' winning streak.

The staff member said through gritted teeth.

These two contradictory brothers have ruined countless cash cows in the Soul Arena. You have to know how much time and effort it took to cultivate their reputation.

But all of them were destroyed by these contradictory brothers, either seriously injured or killed. Even under the stern warnings of the Soul Arena, they still went their own way.

But it would be a lie to say I feel sorry for them; these are all their assets and hard work!

However, the arena cannot perform actions such as driving people away or killing them to silence them.

If their misdeeds come to light, their carefully cultivated reputation will be ruined.

Upon hearing this, Shi Guang said indifferently, "Then you really underestimate us. The reason they were able to win is because they only know how to bully the trash you trained."

"And with our arrival comes victory. Just you wait and see."

"That's right! Strength has nothing to do with the number of times you participate in the Soul Arena. You either have it or you don't."

Lingjian followed up with his words.

Seeing that Shi Guang was riding high, she certainly wouldn't do anything to dampen her own spirits and boost the prestige of others.

The staff member looked at the two men, who were full of vigor, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by the announcement.

"The battle between Ice Mark and Fire Turtle was absolutely spectacular! Will the next battle be even more exciting!?"

Next, let's welcome this newly registered team—Divine Sword!

Screams! Cheers! Applause! Let's all ring out to welcome this newly formed team!

"It's our turn. Just watch."

Time patted the staff member on the shoulder, then pushed him aside and walked into the entrance.

Lingjian glanced at the staff member who had been pushed to the ground, and followed closely behind Shiguang.

The staff member sat on the ground, staring blankly at the entrance, and said with a wry smile, "You're really fearless, aren't you? I hope you succeed..."

Passing through the corridor adorned with several light bulbs at the entrance, we arrived at the arena. Time stood on the platform, looking around at the audience seats, which were almost a sea of ​​people.

The audience was filled with ordinary humans, men, women, young and old, all with a bloodthirsty glint in their eyes.

A cacophony of noises, mostly jeers and boos, filled the arena from all directions.

"What kind of combination is this? They look like a pair of little kids!"

"Any nobody can participate in the arena now? The arena's standards are getting lower and lower!"

"What kind of combination is this? Divine Sword? I think 'Neurotic Combination' is more like it!"

Countless malicious voices surged in, venting their negative emotions without restraint.

Several large lights in the arena illuminated the ground, while countless blinding stage lights shone on his face.

The huge screen above clearly projected his image onto it, allowing these ordinary people to see his every move.

Lingjian was also receiving this treatment. Faced with these malicious voices and the stage lights that were engulfing her, she was at a loss.

She was especially embarrassed when she saw her own image magnified on the screen. She didn't know whether to move or just stand there blankly.

Time seemed completely unfazed; as a social terrorist, he showed no fear whatsoever in such situations.

Instead, he watched with curiosity the two people who came out of the opposite entrance.