Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

There really is something fishy going on...

Ye Hua narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The referee is missing." Ye Hua's voice was cold.

The two made their way through the chaotic crowd and found Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing in the waiting area.

The two had just come down from the arena, still warm from the fight, when they saw Ye Hua's coat covered in blood, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu rushed over. "Are you alright? Where are you hurt?"

“It’s not my blood,” Ye Hua frowned and threw off his coat. “The ‘Touching-the-Grooming’ group, have you seen anything unusual on your end?”

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu looked at each other and shook their heads.

Ye Hua breathed a slight sigh of relief. If Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were also targeted, he would have to settle accounts with the Great Soul Arena.

But just then, Oscar stumbled over, his face extremely pale.

"Teacher Ye! Something's happened!" Oscar clutched the betting slip. "The Grand Arena won't let us redeem our bets! They say there's something wrong with our fighting spirit!"

Ning Rongrong frowned. "What do you mean by 'not giving the exchange'? We're competing fairly, what could be the problem?"

“I don’t know,” Oscar said, looking at Ning Rongrong with some embarrassment. “There’s no reason. It’s just an excuse. If there’s a problem, go to the supervisor.”

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment. "So, they not only arranged Soul King opponents for me and Teacher Ye, but they also want to steal our Soul Coins?"

Oscar nodded with a wry smile.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were practically spitting fire. "Fine, fine, I'll write to Father right now!"

"A sneak attack is one thing, but now they're trying to rob us outright? Are you saying our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is easy to bully?"

Ye Hua reached out and pressed down on her wrist. "Don't rush, take care of it yourself first."

"Teacher Ye!" Ning Rongrong stamped her foot anxiously.

“Rongrong,” Ye Hua stared into her eyes, “you wrote a letter to Sect Leader Ning, and he sent someone to negotiate. It will take at least half a day for them to come and go.”

“They have plenty of time to fabricate evidence. By then, there will be no witnesses or physical evidence left, and we will be the ones causing trouble.”

"What should we do then?" Oscar asked anxiously. "We can't just let it go like this, can we? That's five thousand of your gold soul coins!"

Ye Hua pulled the betting slip from Oscar's hand, folded it, and put it in his pocket. "Let's go talk to the manager. I have something to ask him."

......

Soto Arena, Director's Office.

Manager Yang sat in a large leather chair, holding a freshly brewed cup of black tea, with an account book spread out in front of him.

Tonight's accounts are terrible. "Winning Streak Killer" alone caused the Grand Arena to lose nearly 100,000 gold soul coins.

If he hadn't acted decisively and declared the match invalid due to violation, he would have had to pay out another 30,000 yuan tonight.

"A bunch of idiots," Manager Yang muttered smugly to himself as he took a sip of tea. "At crucial moments, I have to step in and arrange for the [Yaksha Combo] to end their winning streak!"

"The Sausage Martial Soul is nothing special, and the Victory Killer's Soul Rings are only white, yellow, and purple. He probably doesn't come from a wealthy or noble background."

"Since you have no power and have come to my territory, you have to abide by my rules. If I let you take money, you can take it; if I don't let you take money, hmph... it's all mine!"

Ultimately, as long as the Great Soul Arena doesn't continue to lose money, he, as the manager, can sit comfortably in his chair.

A knock came at the door.

"Please come in."

When a person is happy, they speak to everyone with a cheerful tone.

"Yo, the undefeated killer, Miss Ning!"

"Rare guests, rare guests! What brings you two here?"

Ye Hua placed the betting slip on the table. "Let's claim the prize."

Manager Yang glanced at the betting slip, a half-smile on his face. "The receptionist should have already explained this to you."

"As the old saying goes, you have to accept the consequences of your bet. The Yaksha duo are veterans in the Great Soul Arena. It's not unfair that you lost to them!"

"What 'Yakshas' duo?" Ning Rongrong glared, "They're clearly a 'groping duo'!"

"What? Don't you know what you've done? Do I have to spell it out for you?"

A combination of groping and taking advantage?

Manager Yang blinked, and it took him a while to come to his senses. "Miss Ning, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"

"The 'Flirting Duo' was banned by us three months ago, how could they possibly appear in the Soul Arena?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong flew into a rage, Xiao Wu nearly kicked him in the face, and Zhu Zhuqing exuded a dangerous aura, but Ye Hua stopped them both.

Ye Hua looked directly into Manager Yang's eyes. "Manager, please explain yourself clearly. Are you sure this isn't a case of groping each other?"

"Oh, Mr. Ye, why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, go check the Soul Battle records. We're open and transparent!"

Manager Yang flipped his hands over and shouted towards the door, "Someone come here and bring me the battle record so that Mr. Ye Hua can inspect it!"

Ye Hua's eyes narrowed slightly; he was now certain—

Did Supervisor Yang do anything underhanded? Yes, he did, and it was specifically targeting him!

Was he sending out a group of gropers? No, he doesn't seem to be lying!

This is weird!

Before long, the battle record was retrieved. Manager Yang waved his hand, flipped to the battle record of Ye Hua and Ning Rongrong, and turned the record face to Ye Hua without even opening his eyes.

"Look at it as you please. If you can't match it, I'll rip my head off and let you kick it around like a ball!"

Ning Rongrong was stunned by his fearlessness and thought the records had been tampered with.

But when she finished reading it, she burst out laughing.

Xiao Wu peeked out from over her shoulder, and after looking at her, she gave Manager Yang the same look.

"Sir, are you out of your mind?"

Manager Yang frowned, "This young lady doesn't swear."

"Oh, so it's because your eyesight is bad." Xiao Wu nodded seriously.

She directly posted the battle record in front of the supervisor, saying, "Sir, please take a look!"

Manager Yang snatched the Fighting Spirit Record.

"No problem, this is the Yasha duo, Yasha... Ya..."

"The 'Flirting Duo'!!!"

"I've reached the end of my life?!"

But a supervisor is a supervisor after all, and immediately changed the subject.

"I'm sorry, you two, it's possible that one of the referees made a mistake, but you still won't get this gold soul coin!"

"Because! Your fighting spirit! Is in violation of the rules!"

Chapter 51: Accidentally Entering the Imperial Household, Advising Me to Put Down the Sand in My Hands~~

"The weapon you are using does not belong to the category of Martial Soul, nor does it belong to the category of Soul Master ability."

"According to the competition rules, any competition in which illegal equipment is used will result in disqualification!"

"How is it against the rules if I use my own weapon?" Ning Rongrong asked, her face flushed. "What rule in the Soul Arena says I can't use my own weapon?"

Manager Yang smiled and said, "Miss Ning, rules are rules, and the right to interpret them is in the hands of the Great Soul Arena."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, "To put it bluntly, it's just unreasonable!"

"Say whatever you want," Manager Yang said, picking up his teacup and leisurely blowing on the steam. "You can also report it to the Empire, but until we receive an order from the Empire, the rules remain unchanged: the betting slips are void, and the principal will be confiscated for violating regulations."

"Gentlemen, I advise you to calm down." Seeing that Ye Hua was not buying it, Manager Yang simply clapped his hands.

The side door to the office was pushed open silently.

Five middle-aged men dressed in black filed in and lined up behind Manager Yang.

The martial spirits were released instantly, and five phantom images of beast martial spirits in different shapes appeared, with their spirit rings rising up in unison, all of them six rings!

Ye Hua narrowed his eyes slightly. "Manager Yang, what do you mean?"

Manager Yang took a sip of tea. "It's just for safety reasons. You two don't need to be nervous. As long as we follow the rules, these people won't move."

“Mr. Ye, this is how the world is. Since you have no ability to change the rules, you have to submit to them.”

As he spoke, a smug look appeared in his eyes.

As expected of me, I can adapt to any situation and keep the money!

You can fight? What good is it if you can fight? In this world, power and influence matter!

Ye Hua looked at the room full of Soul Emperors and waved his hand, saying, "You guys go outside the Soul Arena first, I'll talk to them."

Xiao Wu wanted to dissuade him, but Ye Hua pressed his finger to her lips and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After pushing Xiao Wu and the others out, Ye Hua turned to look at Manager Yang, who was sipping his tea as if nothing had happened.