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

Tang San was kicked in the groin by Xiao Wu and is still unconscious.

Dai Mubai was blasted to pieces and was still lying on the ground.

Ma Hongjun was standing, but the backlash from the evil fire almost burned him to death; the problem was serious!

“Flander,” Yu Xiaogang said with a wry smile, “I’ll rest here for now. You take them with you first.”

Flander glanced at the three defeated soldiers, feeling disappointed and exasperated, and sighed heavily, "Alright, Teacher Ye, you'll lead the team then?"

Ye Hua nodded, "Of course, after all, I am their training instructor."

"As for the master, let's take care of the wounded first. If the teacher is not strict, it is the teacher's fault!"

Yu Xiaogang's cheeks tightened suddenly, and his teeth clenched so hard they made a grinding sound.

But his students were repeatedly defeated by the opponent, so how could he have the nerve to refute them?

Ye Hua didn't look at him again, and led Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and Oscar towards Soto City.

He's been spending a lot lately, and even with Flander the Iron Rooster covering his expenses, he only has fifty Gold Soul Coins left.

This is a good opportunity to make some money so we won't be short of cash later.

After a long and arduous journey, Ye Hua finally led his team to the Soto Arena and conveniently rented a small villa nearby.

Soto City is quite large. They can't possibly fight hard all day, rush back to the academy to rest overnight, and then rush back the next day, right? Wouldn't that exhaust the students?

It must be said that the Soto Arena still has a certain prestige.

As the largest Soul Master Arena in the Barak Kingdom, even when night falls, the lights illuminate the entire arena as bright as day.

The entrance was bustling with people, filled with Soul Masters. Some were discussing tactics in groups of three or five, while others were leaning against the wall alone, resting with their eyes closed. The air was filled with a faint smell of sweat and blood.

Ye Hua led the team through the crowd to the registration desk.

The old man in charge of registration didn't even look up. "Name, Martial Soul, Soul Power Level."

The information was obtained by using the "Fleshly and Fleshly" card, and the Iron Soul token was successfully acquired.

"Tonight, Xiaowu, Zhuqing, and I will each play one-on-one matches to warm up."

"After the match, I took Rongrong and Xiao Ao and formed a two-on-two team to play two-on-two, and Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing also formed a team."

"Let's all go to battle tonight. If we get tired, we'll go back to the villa to rest and fight again tomorrow."

"Now everyone gather around, I have a secret mission for you..."

Chapter 47 All in! All in! All in!

"Brother, is this really going to work?" Xiao Wu looked at Ye Hua with concern.

Ye Hua, however, was unconcerned. "Why not? I didn't cheat or swindle anyone. Besides, I'm a man of my word!"

Ning Rongrong and Oscar exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with excitement.

The former was born with a magical birthmark and came from a wealthy family; she had never done this before, so she was incredibly excited.

The latter was barely honest, but also had a lot of bad intentions. He had wanted to do this for a long time, but no one was willing to cooperate.

Now everything is ready, except for the final push!

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, but they also had to accept the task.

Ye Hua handed over all his wealth to the two of them, saying, "It's settled then!"

"Leave this to Xiao Ao and Rong Rong, let's go play the match!"

A moment later, the seventh round of the one-on-one battle begins.

The waiting area was crowded with Soul Masters waiting to go on stage. Ye Hua sat on a bench in the corner, slowly wiping his Panlong Staff across his lap with a soft cloth.

His opponent was a bald, burly man who had won three consecutive matches. His martial soul was the Earth-Splitting Bull, and he was a level 39 Power Attack-type Battle Soul Master, just one step away from entering the Soul Sect.

At this moment, the burly man was standing in the center of the field, arms crossed, enjoying the cheers of the spectators.

If he can secure his fourth consecutive victory tonight, he will be promoted to the Bronze Battle Spirit Badge in the Soto Grand Arena, a rare honor for a rookie.

"The fourth match!"

"The fourth match!"

"The fourth match!"

Guan Xingxi Mujiali seems to be a brothel owner.

The burly man grinned, waved to the audience, then turned to look at the waiting area, his gaze fixed on Ye Hua, who was wiping a stick.

"That's it?" The burly man couldn't help but sneer, waving at the referee beside him. "Thanks for matching me with this kind of trash, fulfilling my bronze fighting spirit!"

“He was so tender and soft, his fur hadn’t even fully grown yet. My Earth-Splitting Bull headbutted him, and he couldn’t even hold the stick steady. Do you believe me?”

The referee rolled his eyes expressionlessly. "Matching is purely random, don't talk nonsense."

Over at the betting window, the odds had skyrocketed to an astonishing 1 to 12.

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this free money?!" The old gambler slammed all his wages on the counter. "Bet on the bull! It's a sure thing!"

"Exactly! I heard that kid is a newbie, and he's going to face the Bulls who've won three straight games in his first match. Isn't that just handing him a free win?"

"Last time, that brute sent the opposing Soul Master flying more than ten meters away with a single headbutt. I'll eat my hat if this kid can even take a hit!"

The onlookers were buzzing with discussion, but Ye Hua didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to slowly wipe his stick.

"Brother," Xiao Wu ran to his side and gently kicked his calf with her toe, "It's twelve times the loss, so don't crash."

"A car crash?" Ye Hua finally looked up and smiled at Xiao Wu. "That's perfect, then you can support me."

Xiao Wu pouted and turned her head away, "Who wants to support you! Unless you're willing to eat carrots with me every day!"

Zhu Zhuqing sat on the other side, a slight smile playing on her lips as she watched the two being affectionate with a hint of envy.

"Next game!"

"Ye Hua, Martial Soul: Coiled Dragon Staff, Level 38 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, facing Tie Shan, Martial Soul: Earth-Splitting Barbarian Bull, Level 39 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master!"

"Athletes, enter the arena!"

The referee's voice was broadcast throughout the stadium via loudspeaker.

Tieshan was the first to jump onto the ring, and the ground trembled slightly when he landed.

He clashed his fists together, producing a dull cracking sound from his joints. Two yellow and one purple soul rings rose from beneath his feet, and as the light swirled, his muscles visibly swelled.

"Come on up, kid, I'll give you three moves!" Tieshan laughed wildly, "so that no one will say I'm bullying a newbie!"

Ye Hua leaped onto the stage, his coiled dragon staff twirling slightly in his hand, the end of the staff touching the ground as his soul rings were released.

White, yellow, and purple.

Standard configuration for ordinary people.

Although it's not bad, it's simply inferior compared to Tieshan's two yellows and one purple.

Ye Hua silently chanted "A Thousand Faces, A Thousand People" and assumed a starting stance.

"Hahaha!" Tie Shan's laughter grew even more unrestrained. "Is this some kind of joke?!" he exclaimed.

The referee shook his head, and the flag fell.

"Earth-shattering Sky-piercing Cannon!"

Tieshan, being a veteran with a three-game winning streak, immediately took the initiative.

With a powerful stomp of his feet, the arena floor tiles cracked inch by inch, as the illusory image of the savage bull charged toward Ye Hua.

No matter what color the opponent's soul ring is, just ram them away first!

Then Ye Hua simply moved the Coiled Dragon Staff forward a little.

Third Soul Skill: Hitting an Ox Through a Mountain!

The soul power pierced through space, striking Tieshan's chest precisely from a distance of seven or eight meters, inflicting three times the true damage.

"Ugh—" Tieshan's momentum came to an abrupt halt.

His eyes were wider than bells, and his mouth was agape in an exaggerated circle.

Boom!

Tieshan was blasted away, crashing heavily into the protective netting of the ring before bouncing back to the ground, limbs outstretched, foaming at the mouth, and motionless.

One-hit kill!

The referee's flag froze in mid-air for two seconds before he slammed it down, shouting, "The winner is Ye Hua!"

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in chaos.

"Instantly? In less than three seconds?"

"Tie Shan is a veteran who has won three games in a row! Level 39! How is this possible!"

"How did he just attack? I didn't even see it! The stick didn't even touch anyone!"

"Holy crap! It's a cover-up! It must be a cover-up! I need a medical examination!"

Next, Ye Hua practically dominated the Soul Arena, winning ten out of ten battles! And each time he faced a Soul Master with a winning streak!

Gradually, Ye Hua's reputation as the "Winning Streak Killer" spread, and everyone knew that a newcomer had arrived at the Great Soul Arena, and no one could defeat him.

After fighting for his turn, Ye Hua finally relinquished his Dragon Staff and stepped off the stage amidst the curses and gasps of the gamblers.

As soon as he reached the entrance to the waiting area, Xiao Wu came up to him, holding two betting slips in her hand, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with a smile.

"Brother, Rongrong and Xiao Ao placed their bets as you instructed, with a payout of twelve per bet. They bet all fifty gold soul coins on you and if you win, after deducting the handling fee, they'll net five hundred and eighty coins!"

"Five hundred and eighty! That's enough to buy so many carrots!"

"Look at your pathetic self," Ye Hua chuckled, glancing at the betting slip before casually slipping it into his jade bracelet. "There's more to come, what about Zhu Qing?"

"Sister Zhuqing has already taken the stage." Xiao Wu gestured towards the other side of the arena.

Ye Hua turned his head and saw Zhu Zhuqing flipping down from the arena with clean and swift movements.

Her opponent was a level 28 Soul Master. Under her level 29 speed crushing him, he didn't even get a touch on the hem of her clothes before being sent off the stage by a Netherworld Thrust.

As the referee swung his flag, Zhu Zhuqing calmly gathered her loose hair and walked over. "I won."

"You won beautifully. All that training has paid off," Ye Hua nodded to her, then patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder. "Go on, it's your turn now."

Xiao Wu suppressed a laugh, "Brother, are you still going to keep playing? The gamblers outside want to tear you to pieces!"

Ye Hua, however, didn't care at all. "Why not? It's such a great opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity to waste it?"

Just as he was telling Xiao Wu to be careful and stepped back onto the stage, Ning Rongrong grabbed Oscar and jogged towards him.

"Teacher Ye, you can't play fair in the Grand Soul Arena, you're resorting to dirty tricks!"

Chapter 48 Only the weak resort to underhanded tricks; the strong only care about their fists.

Ye Hua raised an eyebrow slightly. "What's going on?"

“Those guys…those guys,” Ning Rongrong gasped, “actually matched you with an opponent at the Soul Master level!”

"And he's a level 47 defensive Soul Master, already on a 23-game winning streak, just one win away from becoming a Silver Battle Soul!"

"Oh," Ye Hua smiled instead of getting angry, a hint of interest even appearing on his face, "That would be perfect."

Oscar was being dragged along, panting heavily, and his face was full of disbelief when he heard this.

"Teacher Ye, don't be confused! That's a level 47 Soul Master!"

"Although your soul rings are unprecedented, this is still a leap to a higher level!"

Ye Hua shrugged. "It's more interesting to fight across levels. We at Shrek Academy have monster students, so we should also have monster teachers. Fighting against opponents of higher levels is just what I need to experience the thrill of combat."

Seeing that Ye Hua didn't seem to care, Oscar and Ning Rongrong looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Actually, wasn't my disguise of the soul ring also a way to trick them?"

"Alright, stop thinking so much. Only the weak resort to dirty tricks; the strong only care about their fists."

"Since they've arranged a Soul Master opponent for me, why not just beat him off the stage?"

Knowing they couldn't dissuade Ye Hua, the two could only offer helpless smiles. "Shall we go place your bets first?"