Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Even after stepping off the fighting stage, many spectators still cast their gazes at him.

Lin Ye ignored him and led Zhu Zhuqing toward the exit.

"Let's play this match this afternoon, and then come back tonight."

"Um."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and followed beside him.

however,

As soon as the two stepped out of the passage, a clear voice suddenly rang out from ahead.

"Hey, Lin Ye."

Hearing the sound, Lin Ye looked up.

A young girl in a bright green dress was standing at the entrance of the passageway with her arms crossed.

Her long, dark green hair was casually draped over her shoulders; she had delicate features and a flamboyant demeanor.

It was Dugu Yan.

Moreover, behind her stood a tall young man.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over Lin Ye condescendingly, his arrogance undisguised.

"Dugu Yan?"

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow.

Actually, Lin Ye wasn't surprised to see her.

Dugu Bo once said that it was only a matter of time before Dugu Yan encountered him in the Heavenly Dou Arena.

"What? You're not welcome?"

Dugu Yan tilted her head, her gaze sweeping over Lin Ye before drifting towards Zhu Zhuqing beside him.

"Hey, who's this?"

"My partner."

Lin Ye gave a brief reply.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly without speaking, but her gaze lingered on Dugu Yan for a moment.

A woman's intuition told her that this girl's relationship with Lin Ye was unusual.

"Kid, I saw that game from the stands just now."

Dugu Yan withdrew her gaze and looked at Lin Ye again, her tone becoming more serious.

"To be able to take down a level 38 Soul Master with just a few punches without even activating your Martial Soul, you really are..."

She paused for a moment, as if searching for the right word.

"That's pretty twisted."

"You flatter me."

I wasn't praising you.

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes.

"But to be honest, Grandpa was right about you."

Just then, the young man behind Dugu Yan took a step forward.

He was about the same height as Lin Ye, and exuded the noble air unique to scions of aristocratic families.

"Yanyan, is this the person you were talking about?"

His voice wasn't loud, but every word carried a condescending tone.

Dugu Yan turned around and glanced at him.

"Yes, it's him. Lin Ye, I've told you about him."

Then she turned to Lin Ye and introduced him:

"Lin Ye, this is Yu Tianheng, the captain of our Royal Fighting Team. We've been participating in two-on-two matches recently."

"Yu Tianheng?"

Lin Ye looked him up and down.

He has a cold and aloof face and an arrogant demeanor.

As expected of someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

"Um."

Yu Tianheng nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

But the politeness in that "um" was practically zero.

Then, he spoke directly.

"Kid, my name is Yu Tianheng, captain of the Royal Fighting Team."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Lin Ye.

"I heard from Yan Yan that your name is Lin Ye, and that you possess two thousand-year soul rings?"

"Yes, that's true."

"Oh?"

Yu Tianheng smiled dismissively.

"Double millennium spirit rings are indeed rare among spirit masters below level 30. I, Yu Tianheng, greatly admire this talent."

He paused for a moment, then said in a nonchalant tone.

"Boy, could you show me your thousand-year-old soul ring?"

On the surface, this is an expression of "appreciation,"

In reality, Yu Tianheng's eyes were full of scrutiny and condescension.

In his view, the idea of ​​having two thousand-year soul rings was absurd.

How can a brat who suddenly appeared out of nowhere possess a thousand-year-old soul ring?

He's probably lying to Dugu Yan.

Lin Ye smiled slightly after hearing this.

As expected of someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, he speaks with such arrogance.

Demanding others reveal their wealth right off the bat—who do you think you are? Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall?

Dugu Yan, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly, seemingly also feeling that Yu Tianheng's words were somewhat inappropriate.

Even Zhu Zhuqing's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Excuse me."

Lin Ye smiled faintly.

"I have no obligation to do so."

Upon hearing Lin Ye's answer, Yu Tianheng's smile instantly froze.

The next second, Lin Ye turned and left.

As he left, he casually took Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her body suddenly stiffened.

"Lin Ye, what are you doing...?"

Her face flushed red.

"So many people are watching..."

Zhu Zhuqing tried to break free, but Lin Ye's grip was incredibly strong, and she couldn't shake him off at all.

She could only turn her head to the side, using her loose hair to cover her burning ears.

Behind him, Yu Tianheng's face darkened completely.

"Kid, what the hell do you mean?"

He, Yu Tianheng, came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and was the captain of the Royal Fighting Team. When had he ever been ignored like this by a mere brat?

However, Lin Ye didn't even turn his head, but just casually tossed out a sentence.

"I will fight again tonight."

"If you really want to know, come watch the game tonight."

He paused for a moment, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Don't be scared to death when the time comes."

Before the words were even finished, the two figures had already disappeared at the end of the passage.

At this moment, Yu Tianheng stood there blankly, his expression constantly changing.

Dugu Yan tilted her head and glanced at him.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?"

"Hmph." Yu Tianheng sneered.

"Yan Yan, do you really think this kid has two thousand-year soul rings?"

Dugu Yan did not answer directly, but simply shrugged.

Then a hint of disdain flashed in Yu Tianheng's eyes.

Two millennium soul rings?

Ghosts believe.

He's just a attention-seeking brat; he might fool a naive girl like Yan Yan.

Wait until tonight.

I'd like to see how you handle this.

.........

Tian Dou City West District, Snack Street.

After leaving the arena, Lin Ye finally released Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

She had been shy the whole way.

"What you just did..."

"Um?"

"N-nothing!"

Zhu Zhuqing quickly turned her head away and strode forward.

Lin Ye looked at her slightly reddened ear tips, smiled, and said nothing more.

The bustling atmosphere of the food street gradually eased Zhu Zhuqing's embarrassment.

As expected of the capital of the Tiandou Empire, Tiandou City's food street is more than ten times larger than that of Soto City.

A medley of aromas mingled together: grilled meat skewers, roasted chestnuts, osmanthus cake, honey-glazed sesame cakes…

Zhu Zhuqing's pace slowed down without her realizing it.

Her gaze fell on a stall selling rock sugar pear soup, lingering for two seconds.

Then it floated to the fried pork stall next door.

Then came the roasted sweet potatoes.

"..."

Looking into her eyes, Lin Ye felt that she was radiating light.

"Hey, just buy it if you want to eat it."

"Who said I wanted to eat it!"

Zhu Zhuqing replied curtly, but her steps had already turned towards the fried pork stall.

Three minutes later.

Zhu Zhuqing held a string of roasted chestnuts in her left hand, a bowl of fried pork in her right hand, and a kebab in her mouth.

Lin Ye walked beside her with his arms crossed, watching her, trying to hold back his emotions.

In the end, I couldn't resist.

"Hey, big kitty, you've eaten so much, will you still be able to fight tonight?"