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

Zhu Zhuqing looked worried. "Brother Ye, is this some kind of conspiracy against you?"

Ye Hua shook his head, "Probably not. I just intimidated Manager Yang last night, unless he doesn't want to live!"

But just as Ye Hua was pondering, he suddenly heard footsteps beside him.

"Master Ye! Master Ye! Oh, I've finally found you!"

Chapter 58 Tang San's Thunderclap

"Manager Yang?" Xiao Wu immediately became alert.

Manager Yang quickly stopped in his tracks. "Master Ye, don't misunderstand, I'm here to deliver an apology gift!"

Ye Hua raised an eyebrow, "An apology gift?"

“Yes, yes,” Manager Yang quickly took out the contract, “This is the contract for Tang San to borrow money from me.”

He rattled off the story in a rapid-fire manner, as if afraid that Ye Hua would become impatient if he spoke too slowly.

"So, you set a trap for Tang San and the others?"

"That's right! I found out they offended you, and I wanted to get revenge for you!"

Seeing that Ye Hua didn't seem to blame him, Manager Yang breathed a deep sigh of relief.

After Ye Hua left last night, he immediately sent people to investigate the background of the [Long Night Alliance].

But even after exhausting all his information channels, including inquiring with the branch halls of the Spirit Hall, he could find no trace of such a place!

The more he couldn't find the information, the more panicked Manager Yang became.

Having risen to the position of supervisor at the Soto Arena, he knew all too well what that meant.

He has a titled Douluo pledging allegiance to him, so he definitely wouldn't have the time to make up a lie to deceive him!

There's only one truth: their power is too great and their operations too secretive to be traced!

Recalling the terrifying experience last night, Manager Yang was still shaken. Offending such a person meant that simply paying compensation was clearly not enough!

What if he's in a bad mood one day and brings up old grudges?

So he racked his brains and finally came up with a way to please Ye Hua!

“You’re quite interesting,” Ye Hua nodded slightly, “Trying to let me control them based on the contract.”

Manager Yang flattered, "Hehe, I know that with your abilities, you can manipulate them even without a contract, but they are not worthy of your using such methods!"

"Let me create leverage for you, so you don't get your hands dirty!"

“That’s a well-chosen remark,” Ye Hua said, his eyes narrowing slightly, “but it’s not enough!”

If he remembers correctly, the task of "shattering the Dao heart of a certain master" is not yet complete!

Since Supervisor Yang is willing to defect, let him use this as a pledge of allegiance.

Manager Yang's smile froze, and he said tremblingly, "Sir, what's not enough? Just tell me and I'll make it!"

Ye Hua leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Later, Tang San..."

The more Ye Hua spoke, the more horrified Manager Yang became, and his gaze towards people changed.

He's so young, yet he's already full of evil intentions. If he were to become Ye Hua's enemy, he wouldn't even be left with his bones!

At that moment, he was incredibly grateful that he had chosen the right side!

Half an hour later, Tang San won again, completing a nine-game winning streak and becoming an outstanding bronze-level Soul Fighter in the Great Soul Arena, drawing gasps from countless people.

"My God, he's not even an adult yet, is he? How can he be so good at fighting?"

"A bronze battle spirit isn't something you can just take as you please; this kid's got some skills!"

"What a load of rubbish! Didn't you see that he was only fighting against noobs?"

"Exactly, just how strong can Blue Silver Grass be to allow him to win nine consecutive matches?"

"Hey~ The Great Arena is a fair competition~ You can't lose to your opponent just because you're bad!"

Anyone with eyes can see that Tang San has been set up!

Rational gamblers tacitly stopped betting, avoiding Tang San's tenth Soul Battle.

But Tang San thought differently. He turned and stepped off the stage, strode to the betting window, and slammed the heavy bag of money he had just won onto the counter.

"I'm betting everything on me to win the next game!"

The clerk at the window looked up at him with a strange expression, then silently wrote out the betting slip.

Tang San accepted it, beaming with pride!

Nine consecutive wins!

He has accumulated nearly two thousand gold soul coins!

If we win one last match, we can ask Manager Yang to contact a powerful figure to stop Ye Hua!

Xiao Wu...

It will be mine soon!

Dai Mubai also came over and joined Ma Hongjun in betting on himself to win.

Both of them had nine consecutive wins, but their martial spirits were powerful, so no one thought that their winning streaks were also arranged.

Seeing his fanny pack gradually bulging, Dai Mubai grinned from ear to ear, "Fatty, tonight it's my treat! The best restaurant in Soto City, order whatever you want!"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, exclaiming, "Boss Dai is awesome!"

Yu Xiaogang stood beside him, unable to suppress his smile.

Although his soul power has not increased, isn't his combat ability and winning streak enough to prove him?

As for Ye Hua... well, he's probably terrified by the mistress's unstoppable winning streak, isn't he?

"Go, little sister! Get your teacher a ten-game winning streak!"

Tang San was full of confidence: "Don't worry, Master! Your disciple will never let you down!"

When he stepped into the ring and saw his opponent's sunken eyes and thin physique, looking like a consumptive, he was even more delighted.

Manager Yang is so kind!

We keep our word and never go back on our promises!

Ten consecutive wins, Bronze Battle Soul, even Ye Hua has never gotten that, right?

But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

Four soul rings rose from beneath the feet of the consumptive demon!

White, yellow, purple, purple!

It's actually a Soul Master!

Tang San stood there dumbfounded!

Why did you assign yourself the Soul Master position?

He considered himself a genius, but even he couldn't possibly fight across two different realms!

"Wait! Something's wrong!" Tang San exclaimed.

The referee, who was about to give the order, looked displeased. "What's the problem?"

Tang San's lips trembled, "Why did you match me with a Soul Master? I'm only a Great Soul Master!"

"Oh," the referee sneered dismissively, "because you're a bronze-level warrior, isn't it normal for you to be matched with stronger opponents?"

"No, no, no," Tang San shook his head repeatedly, "Where is your Supervisor Yang? I need to see Supervisor Yang!"

The referee scoffed, "The supervisor is extremely busy; you can't just see him whenever you want!"

"Besides, our Great Soul Arena's matches are open and transparent, so it doesn't matter who you see!"

"Game start!"

Before Tang San could even argue, the consumptive ghost raised his hand, and his second spirit ring suddenly lit up, revealing a dark green vortex.

"Swallow."

Two words, a simple and understated description.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was completely absorbed into it.

Click, click—

The sickening chewing sounds echoed through the ring!

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was pulverized in the vortex, turning into ashes that scattered in the air!

"this--"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could react, dark green poisonous mist suddenly spewed out from the vortex.

The poisonous mist flowed back along the trail of the remaining soul power of the Blue Silver Grass, and Tang San had no time to dodge before being completely engulfed by the mist.

"what!!!"