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

Fire Dragon's Roar!

The amplified True Dragon Flame collided with the eight tentacles in mid-air.

sizzle-

The pungent smell of grilled octopus instantly filled the entire venue!

Four tentacles were instantly burned to charcoal, while the other four retracted violently, flames still clinging to their suckers. The tall, thin man and the short, muscular man screamed in agony.

"Impossible! What kind of fire is this!" The tall, thin man exclaimed in shock and anger.

"A fire that will kill you!" Ye Hua gave him no chance to breathe.

This was absolutely shocking!

The coiled dragon staff slammed into the ground, sending shockwaves through the air!

With Ning Rongrong's amplification, its power has increased by at least 30%!

The short, slender creature was thrown off the ground by the shockwave and lost its balance.

Ye Hua swung the Panlong Staff directly, hitting him in the chest.

In an instant, the fat on the dwarf gourd's belly was broken, and thick fat mixed with blood flowed out.

The tall, thin man's pupils constricted sharply; he knew he'd kicked a hornet's nest.

But he is a Soul King, so how could he possibly be unable to defeat a Soul Venerable?

Although the person didn't say that he was facing a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, since he had already offended him, it didn't matter if he offended him even more severely!

In this lifetime, being able to thoroughly toy with the disciples of the three upper sects is worth it!

He abruptly pulled back the tentacle, pouring dark purple soul power into it as if it were free.

The octopus tentacles suddenly expanded several times their original size, and dark purple mucus sprayed from its suckers, wrapping around Ning Rongrong.

Come here!

Once I take down this girl, even if the "winning streak killer" is incredibly strong, she'll be completely at my mercy!

Unless he wants this girl to be publicly humiliated and stripped naked piece by piece!

What delighted him even more was that the guy had already unleashed his martial spirit, making it impossible for him to defend effectively. He was destined to succeed!

But the next second, his smile vanished instantly, and Ning Rongrong pulled out the Three-Eyed Ice and Fire Gun, aiming it intently at him.

The iron bullet, carrying the dual attributes of ice and fire, shot out from the muzzle, exuding an aura of death, and precisely pierced through the tall tentacle.

The ice bomb froze the slime on the tentacles, and the fire bomb blasted the frozen tentacles to pieces!

The tall, thin man let out a bloodcurdling scream, his eight tentacles reduced to only two, his body covered in blood, and he lay trembling on the arena.

If a martial soul is injured, no matter which soul master it is, they will have to drink a pot of medicine!

"What...what is this?!"

The tall man was coughing up blood violently, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He's a Soul King, yet he was severely injured by this thing without any warning!

Ning Rongrong was also startled by the power of the Three-Eyed Ice and Fire Spear. No matter how strong Dai Mubai was, he was only a Soul Venerable, while the person in front of her was a Soul King.

Even a Soul King can suffer a great loss if he's not careful!

If this thing were truly deployed throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it's hard to imagine anyone daring to come and provoke them again!

Ye Hua stepped forward, stomped on his chest, and pressed the Coiled Dragon Staff against his throat, the dragon's might making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Who sent you?"

The tall, thin man's face was deathly pale, and cold sweat streamed down his sallow cheeks. "It's...it's the Great Soul Arena!"

"The Soto Grand Arena sent us here! They said if we cripple you, they'll give each of us a thousand gold soul coins!"

Ye Hua's eyes narrowed slightly. "Lying! They don't dare to offend the Three Sects! Who exactly is it!"

He pointed the coiled dragon staff from a distance, and the short, stout man lying beside him instantly bleeds from his chest and falls lifeless.

Looking at the scene, one can't help but think that Ye Hua is so ruthless, killing without blinking an eye.

But the thought of the numerous evil deeds committed by the "Flirting Combination" makes it hard for spectators other than gamblers to resist.

Watching his partner die right before his eyes, the tall man's face grew even paler. He saw Ye Hua retract the Panlong Staff and press it against his throat once more.

"I don't know!" Faced with the threat of death, the tall man finally broke down. "He was completely covered in soot; we couldn't see his face at all!"

Ye Hua sneered, "Still lying! You're a Soul King. Even if your martial soul is weak and pathetic, do you think you can be coerced by anyone!"

The tall guy was almost in tears, crying out, "They have a Soul Emperor! They have a Soul Emperor!"

Just as Ye Hua was pondering, Ning Rongrong suddenly grabbed his arm, "Watch out!"

Chapter 50: Have I reached the end of my life?

Ning Rongrong grabbed Ye Hua's arm and pulled him backward sharply.

On the stage, the short, stout man's corpse suddenly swelled up, as if countless worms were wriggling under his skin, and exploded without warning!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and broken bones flew about!

Ye Hua reacted quickly, throwing his coat to cover the bloodstains.

Immediately afterwards, the tall, thin man's body began to swell, and before he could even let out a scream, he was blown to pieces!

Tentacle fragments tumbled in the air, and foul-smelling blood splattered across the entire arena. The spectators in the front row were covered in blood, and screams echoed throughout the arena.

"Someone's dead! Someone's dead in the ring!"

"Run! Run!"

The ninth division instantly descended into chaos, with the audience... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context, so a direct translation isn't possible.)

Ye Hua pulled Ning Rongrong up and jumped off the stage amidst the chaos.

His gaze swept over the referee's table, the empty chairs, the empty stands; the referee who should have been there had vanished without a trace.

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 ring, still warm from the fight, and their expressions changed drastically when they saw Ye Hua's jacket covered in blood.

"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. “It’s from a group that took advantage of others. Have you noticed 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 pay out! They say there's something wrong with our fighting spirits!"

Ning Rongrong frowned. "What do you mean by 'not giving a refund'? We're competing fairly, what could be wrong with that?"

“I don’t know,” Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong with some embarrassment. “There’s no reason. They just made excuses and told me to talk to the supervisor if there were any problems.”

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 almost blazed with anger. "Fine, fine, I'll write to Father right now!"

"A sneak attack is one thing, but now they're going to rob us openly? Do they think we, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, are 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, all the witnesses and physical evidence will be gone, and we'll be the ones who cause 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 cup of freshly brewed black tea, with an account book spread out in front of him.

Tonight's accounts are terrible; the "Winning Streak Killer" alone has cost the Grand Arena nearly 100,000 gold coins.

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

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

"The sausage spirit is nothing special. The Victory Killer's spirit rings are only white, yellow, and purple. He probably doesn't come from a wealthy or noble background."

"Since you have no power, you have to abide by my rules when you come to my territory. If I tell you to take money, you can take it; if I don't, well... 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 sounded on the door.

"Please come in."

When people are happy, they speak to everyone with a cheerful tone.

"Oh, the winning streak 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. "This matter, the front desk should have already explained it 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, "It's 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 rubbing?

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 groping group was eliminated by us three months ago, how could they possibly be appearing in the Soul Arena?"

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

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

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

Manager Yang flipped his hands over and shouted towards the door, "Someone come here and bring me the Soul Fighting Records so Mr. Ye Hua can inspect them!"

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

Did Supervisor Yang do something underhanded? Yes, he did, and it was targeted at him!

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

That's strange!

In no time, the battle spirit records were retrieved. Manager Yang waved his hand, flipped to Ye Hua and Ning Rongrong's battle spirit records, and turned the records face to Ye Hua without even opening his eyes.

"You two can look at it as you please. If you can't match it up, 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 after she finished reading it, she burst out laughing.

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

"Sir, are you out of your mind?"

Manager Yang frowned, "Young lady, you're not going to curse me like that."