Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 205 The higher you're lifted, the harder you fall. The curtain has been raised!

However, even though he understood that it was Bibi Dong's arrangement, Dai Chengfeng couldn't refuse either Bibi Dong or Yue Guan.

Therefore, he nodded lightly to the manager, "No problem, let's do it according to Senior Yue Guan's arrangement."

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

The manager thanked Dai Chengfeng repeatedly before taking his leave and departing in a hurry.

Only Dai Chengfeng and Hu Liena remained in the lounge.

Leaning back on the soft sofa, Dai Chengfeng stared intently at the double-sided mirrored wall in front of him, lost in thought:

Who will I face next?

Is it Tang San and Ma Hongjun?

Or perhaps it's the combination of Dai Mubai and Oscar?

However, Dai Chengfeng didn't care much about who his opponent was.

Torture of the hypocrite was his wish from his past life; while tormenting Dai Mubai was simply because the latter had always been defiant towards him in this life.

For a moment, thinking of the upcoming battle, a hint of anticipation flashed in Dai Chengfeng's eyes.

Meanwhile, backstage at the Great Soul Arena, in the lounge where Yu Xiaogang was.

dong dong dong...

A series of urgent knocks suddenly sounded on the door.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, Yu Xiaogang gently placed a celadon teacup on the mahogany coffee table in the lounge.

"Enter!"

Soon, the door was slowly pushed open, and the manager of the Great Soul Arena, dressed in black, walked in, his gaze subtly sweeping over each of the Shrek Academy members.

He was incredibly curious about how these little Karamis, whose soul power was at most level 29, had managed to do it...

How could Lord Yue Guan personally give the order and specifically send the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall to suppress them?

But curiosity aside...

Years of experience fighting in the Great Soul Arena have made it easy for him to maintain a perfectly appropriate smile on his face, no matter what he is thinking.

"You gentlemen are truly unassuming!"

The manager quickly spoke, his voice carrying just the right amount of flattery, "A five-game winning streak is truly a rare feat in the lower-level matches of the Spirit City Grand Arena!"

He paused, then pulled a roll of parchment from his sleeve, his fingertips lightly tracing the densely packed battle records on it. "However, given your strength..."

"Wouldn't it be a waste of his talent to continue dominating lower-level tournaments?"

"Would you gentlemen be interested in taking on an even more exciting challenge—a battle against opponents whose soul power is suppressed—a battle against opponents of a higher level!"

"A battle against a higher-level opponent?"

Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed instantly, his right hand unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup.

As a theoretical master in the world of Soul Masters, although he called himself that, he was very clear about what fighting against opponents of a higher level meant.

Even if the opponent suppresses their soul power, the advantages of a high-level soul master in terms of mental strength, combat experience, and physical strength are far beyond what a low-level soul master can easily contend with.

But, at this time.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Ma Hongjun suddenly jumped up from his chair, his face full of arrogance, "These low-level opponents aren't even enough for me to warm up!"

"Bring on something powerful, so I can test my newly acquired soul skill!"

He patted his chest, his eyes gleaming with excitement, as if he could already see himself dominating the arena.

Dai Mubai elegantly crossed his legs, a confident smile curving his lips: "Indeed, I'm already tired of this kind of unchallenging battle."

"Besides, so what if you're above a certain level?"

"As long as the opponent suppresses their soul power, I, Dai Mubai, am no weaker than anyone else!"

Oscar frowned slightly, but seeing Dai Mubai's confident demeanor, as a support-type Soul Master, he swallowed his words.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang took in everyone's reactions, and finally his gaze fell on Tang San, his most proud and honored disciple.

"Xiao San, what do you think?"

Tang San crossed his arms and said, "Teacher, it's true that low-level opponents are difficult to improve our combat skills."

"Since the other party is willing to suppress their soul power, this might be a good opportunity to test our strength, and..."

As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in Tang San's eyes: "I also want to see just how much stronger a so-called high-level Soul Master is than me under the same conditions." Upon receiving Tang San's affirmative answer, Yu Xiaogang's heart finally swayed.

"it is good!"

He nodded emphatically. "Since that's what you all think..."

He then looked at the manager and said, "We accept matches against opponents of a higher level!"

Looking at this group of arrogant young people, the manager shook his head inwardly and silently mourned for them.

Poor children, you have no idea what kind of opponent you are about to face!
However, his face was still full of smiles. "I truly admire the courage of you all!"

"I'll make the arrangements right away and make sure you find some equally matched opponents!"

"Go ahead and make the arrangements!"

Ma Hongjun waved his hand, looking impatient; he couldn't wait to step onto the ring.

The manager bowed and left the break room. The moment he closed the door, the smile on his lips vanished, replaced by a hint of pity.

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Soon, in Dai Chengfeng and Hu Liena's lounge.

Dai Chengfeng remained lounging on the velvet sofa, toying with his soul guide ring in his hand.

He was pondering his fourth spirit ring and how to instantly kill his opponent...

Hu Liena sat in front of a mirror, using it as a mirror, carefully tidying her long hair, the unique charm of her fox spirit inadvertently revealed.

"My lord, everything has been arranged!"

Soon, the manager rushed in. "To avoid arousing suspicion, I will arrange two matches against slightly weaker opponents who are above their level for them."

"Lord Yueguan said that the higher you praise them, the harder they will fall!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng shook his head helplessly.

Bibi Dong, you really have a twisted sense of humor.

If someone lacks self-confidence, wouldn't they be ruined by such a blow?
Hu Liena nodded to indicate that she understood, while glancing at Dai Chengfeng with a gossipy glint in her eyes.

"Dai Chengfeng, how exactly did those people on the other side offend Lord Yue Guan?"

Dai Chengfeng shrugged. "Who knows?"

But he knew perfectly well in his heart...

It's nothing more than love turning into hate!

For a moment, the two fell silent again.

Until, cheers rose again in the Shrek members' lounge.

Two more victories!

Ma Hongjun jumped up excitedly, his fat jiggling with each movement.

Dai Mubai's lips curled up. "I knew it. So what if he's a high-level Soul Master?"

"As long as they suppress their strength, they are just paper tigers in front of us!"

Tang San nodded proudly: "It seems that Spirit City is nothing special. The so-called young geniuses are nothing but a bunch of good-for-nothings who have never seen a 'monster'!"

Although Oscar wasn't as flamboyant as them, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Seeing his disciples' spirited demeanor, Yu Xiaogang couldn't hide his pride and smugness.

After all, this was a battle against a player of a higher level, yet they still managed to win consecutive matches.

"I, Yu Xiaogang, am indeed a genius; the disciples I teach are all so powerful!"

Just then, the referee's voice came from outside the door again: "Shrek Academy members, prepare to enter the arena once more!"

Meanwhile, in Dai Chengfeng and Hu Liena's dressing room, the manager walked in again with a respectful smile on his face. "My lords, the stage has been set up for you. It's your turn to go on stage."

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena stretched lazily, her fox tail swaying gently behind her.

“It’s finally our turn!”

Dai Chengfeng stood up, straightened his black outfit, and smiled. "The curtain has been raised!"

(End of this chapter)