Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 143 Stars of the Great Soul Arena

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As night fell, at Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu's urging, Xuan Ming reluctantly followed them to the Great Soul Arena.

Xuanming felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as he entered the hall.

It wasn't just because of the gazes gathering from all directions, but also because there was a statue in the center of the main hall of this great arena.

His statue!

Moreover, there are posters featuring his image in prominent locations throughout the Great Soul Arena!

"What's going on?" Arou, who had come to watch the commotion, couldn't help but ask.

"The boss behind the Soto Grand Arena is a fan of Brother Xuanming," Ning Rongrong said.

"Not only that, the city lord of Soto City is also a fan of his. I heard before that the city lord of Soto City originally planned to build a large statue for Brother Xuanming in the center of the city as a landmark building, but the plan was canceled due to strong opposition from someone."

Xuanming is the most dazzling star in the Great Soul Arena of this era! Without a doubt!

He has fans all over mainland China!
Before Xuanming obtained the Diamond Soul Badge, every match at the Heaven Dou City Grand Soul Arena would attract spectators from all over the continent!
Sometimes a VIP ticket can fetch tens of thousands of gold coins!

Because of this, after Xuanming obtained the Diamond Battle Soul Badge, the seven major families directly gave him 10% of the annual profits of the Heaven Dou City Great Battle Soul Arena as a dividend!
"A 10% profit? How much is that?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, "At least 20 million gold soul coins."

"Twenty million?!" Xiao Wu screamed in surprise.

Even if she has no concept of money, 20 million gold soul coins is still an astronomical figure!

"This is just a minimum estimate, and it only applies to the Heaven Dou City Grand Soul Arena," Ning Rongrong said.

"In addition, he also receives a share of advertising endorsements, such as the statues and posters at the Soto Arena, which are all part of the advertising campaign. All these scattered incomes should add up to around ten million."

Xiao Wu looked bewildered, her eyes wide: "You mean, even if he does nothing but lie at home and sleep, he can still earn 30 million gold soul coins every year?"

"Okay!" Ning Rongrong nodded.

"His income alone is equivalent to the total income of the entire population of Soto!"

Soto City is a third-tier city that can be considered among the top cities, apart from the capitals of the two major empires and the capitals of various kingdoms. As the granary of the Barak Kingdom, Soto City's total annual income is about 30 million.

Xuanming alone has over 30 million!

It's still pure profit coming in!
"This is too exaggerated." Xiao Wu found it hard to accept for a moment.

She usually spends one or two gold coins at a time, which seems extravagant, yet Xuanming has 30 million in a year.

“This is nothing, don’t forget how old he is,” Ning Rongrong said.

"Moreover, he is only a Soul Master now. When he reaches the Soul Saint level in the future, he will probably be able to earn hundreds of millions of gold soul coins a year."

"Hundreds of millions..." Xiao Wu's mind went blank.

"That must be Gold Mountain, right?"

"It's still a huge gold mine!" Ning Rongrong said.

Xuanming's money-making ability is also unprecedentedly terrifying!

Absolute strength that crushes its contemporaries, plus its stunning good looks!
This perfect combination of strength and good looks gives Xuanming an extremely terrifying commercial value!
There are countless nobles willing to spend a fortune on him, and the luxury goods endorsed by Xuanming are top-tier items in the aristocratic circle and are sought after by those noble ladies!

If it weren't for Xuanming's dislike of being in the public eye and his reluctance to accept advertising endorsements, he could be incredibly wealthy by now!

However, because Xuanming dislikes showing himself, this only adds to his mystique in the eyes of the world!
Its commercial value has surged once again!
"Mr. Xuanming, welcome to the Soto Grand Arena. I am sorry for not greeting you sooner."

Just as Xiao Wu and the others were talking, the person in charge of the Soto Grand Arena, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, led several staff members toward them.

This flamboyant gesture drew the attention of everyone in the hall.

"I am Ao Feng, the manager of the Soto Grand Arena," the middle-aged man said, bowing slightly with a respectful smile. "Find me a quiet place," Xuan Ming said, frowning slightly, somewhat impatient.

"Okay, please follow me." Without wasting any words, Supervisor Ao immediately turned around and led the way.

Xuanming looked at Arou, "And you?"

Arou glanced at Flander and his group not far away, then at Xiaowu, and said, "I won't disturb your class."

"Mmm." Xiao Wu nodded obediently.

After watching Xuanming and Arou leave, Xiaowu and the other two ran towards Shrek Academy's small group.

However, Tang San and his companions were all wearing green Shrek masks, which looked rather comical.

"What kind of look is this?" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yu Xiaogang, with a stern face and a very serious expression, said, "You're late."

Xiao Wu glanced at the time on the lobby screen and said somewhat aggrievedly, "It's only five minutes..."

"Being late is being late." Yu Xiaogang's voice deepened, and his eyes revealed a hint of sternness.

"Yes, yes, we were wrong." Xiao Wu pouted, clearly somewhat unconvinced.

She ruined my good mood with just one sentence!

"Ahem, Xiao Gang, let's start class now," Flander quickly said.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, turned around and led Shrek towards a quiet rest area.

"Xiao Wu, you should put these on first." Tang San took out three identical masks and handed them to Xiao Wu and the other two.

"The teacher said that wearing this is to hide your identity and age when fighting spirits."

"Is this necessary?" Xiao Wu asked doubtfully.

"I don't think Xuanming is hiding anything either."

“He’s different,” Ning Rongrong said.

“He has powerful connections, and those connections are very special; nobody wants to mess with him.”

"But we, or rather, especially the two of you."

Ning Rongrong pointed at Xiao Wu and Tang San, "At your age, you already have this level of cultivation. If you become famous in the Great Soul Arena, the Spirit Hall and all the major Soul Master sects will definitely come knocking on your door."

"So, when the time comes, will you join, or not?"

"Can we force them?" Xiao Wu asked doubtfully.

“We won’t force you, of course, but if you don’t join, things probably won’t end well,” Ning Rongrong said.

"It used to be alright, but in recent years, the open and covert struggles between various forces in the Soul Master world have become increasingly fierce. Even if things seem harmonious today, they may fight to the death tomorrow."

"If a genius cannot be used for one's own benefit, he may become an enemy in the future."

"Given a looming threat, do you think people will choose to let it grow, or eliminate it completely?"

Xiao Wu was taken aback, "Dean..."

“The Dean’s name can naturally stop most of the small fry for us, but the Dean can’t stop a big power like the Spirit Hall,” Ning Rongrong said.

Xuanming dared to be so flamboyant because everyone knew that he had a Poison Douluo behind him!

The Poison Douluo's threat level is extremely unique, and even the Spirit Hall dares not provoke him casually!

After all, that terrifying, highly poisonous attack could easily turn anyone into a scene of carnage if they were truly provoked!

You think being a Title Douluo is so great? Someone else can reduce you to just a Title Douluo!
(End of this chapter)