Douluo Continent: My True Form Descends, My Physical Body Achieves Sainthood

Bei Yuxuan looked at the two apologetically: "Brother Lu, Miss Tang, I'm sorry, this time it was because of me that you two were frightened."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a small matter."

Just then, a deep, resonant voice, like the grandest of bells, echoed from the depths of the Soul Arena:

"By causing trouble at the Heavenly Spirit Arena, do you two think that the Duke's Mansion's reputation is greater than His Majesty's?"

Do you still believe your skills surpass those of the Elder?

As the voice faded, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe appeared out of thin air in the room.

Soul power gathered beneath his feet, and the seven soul rings pulsed rhythmically.

Although he was only a Soul Saint, the "Soul Arena Manager" mark engraved on his Soul Guidance Badge made Old Lady Wang snort coldly.

He slowly withdrew his martial spirit.

The Heavenly Spirit Arena is no longer the private property it was ten thousand years ago.

With the royal family backing it up, no one dares to really start a fight here.

"My lords, my young masters, please calm down."

The arena manager spoke calmly and gently, offering both sides a way out: "The rules of the arena dictate that bloodshed can only occur on the stage."

Luo Du took a deep breath, forcibly calming the panic caused by Lu Chen's imposing aura.

He sneered, glancing past the steward at Bei Yuxuan, deliberately emphasizing the word "friend":

"Bei Yuxuan, now that you've brought these two 'friends,' do you dare to gamble again? Or... are you scared?"

He then glanced at Lu Chen and said sarcastically, "Your friend was quite imposing just now; he almost scared me to death."

After saying that, he deliberately winked and made an exaggerated expression of fear.

It was full of sarcasm.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, ignoring the other party's mockery, and carefully examined Luo Du.

Looking at the other party's arrogant and domineering manner, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Luo Du seemed to be deliberately hiding something, and his actions were all meant to provoke Bei Yuxuan and force him to agree to the bet.

"That's enough!"

Bei Yuxuan's face darkened to the extreme. Finally unable to contain his anger, he stared intently at Luo Du, "How do you want to gamble?"

"Young Master, it's almost time. Let's go inside first."

Seeing that Bei Yuxuan had been blinded by anger, Old Chen quickly tried to dissuade him.

Upon hearing this, Luo Du's eyes suddenly turned cold, sweeping towards Old Chen like a venomous snake, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Chen was already certain in his heart:

Luo Du must want something from Bei Yuxuan.

Old Chen clearly saw through this, which is why he offered his reminder.

Lu Chen glanced at the three young men behind Luo Du, then looked at Bei Yuxuan and asked curiously, "How did you usually gamble?"

Bei Yuxuan was taken aback, then explained in a low voice: "Each family will send three people, corresponding to the three matches of Soul Master, Great Soul Master, and Soul Venerable respectively. It will be a best-of-three match, and the loser will hand over the bet items."

"Do we have to field three players? Can we use a rotation system?"

Upon hearing this, Bei Yuxuan's heart stirred, and he instantly guessed Lu Chen's meaning, nodding and saying:

"Yes, lower-level players can fight opponents of higher levels, but the reverse is not true."

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

Then Bei Yuxuan looked at Luo Du, his tone icy:

"Your deliberate mockery and relentless pressure are all for this 70,000-year-old 'Silver Armored Giant Bear' left arm bone I possess, aren't they?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Yuxuan spread his hands.

A piece of left arm bone, gleaming with a dark luster and tinged with red, with joints as thick as heavy armor, appeared in the palm of his hand.

The moment they saw the soul bone, the entire audience gasped, then erupted in a frenzy!

"A 70,000-year-old soul bone! Are you crazy?! The Bei Yu family has really gone all out!"

"As expected of a top-tier ducal mansion, this is practically a mobile gold mine!"

A 70,000-year-old soul bone would be worth at least 60 million gold soul coins at an auction house.

Moreover, they are usually available at a price but not in demand!

Aside from top-tier powers, ordinary people don't even have the chance to see them.

Even the manager of the Soul Arena couldn't help but feel his heart pounding when he saw the slightly reddish soul bone.

Luo Du's breathing quickened instantly, and a glint of greed, as if his scheme had succeeded, flashed in his eyes.

This soul bone was the very target his father had specifically instructed him to obtain!

High-level soul bones are difficult to obtain even for a duke's mansion.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, not expecting that Luo Du's target was a soul bone.

But then again, it's understandable.

For Soul Masters, Soul Bones are the most attractive treasures besides Soul Rings.

"Young Master, this soul bone was specially chosen for you by the Master..."

Old Chen hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but before he could finish speaking, Bei Yuxuan raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I know."

His eyes were fixed on Luo Du. "This bet is still too small. If we're going to gamble, let's gamble bigger!"

After saying that, he took out a black card from his storage soul ring.

The card is edged with gold and engraved with the words "Soul Coin Savings" in the center.

"There are five million gold soul coins in here, which is what I've earned in the past five years."

"Five million gold soul coins!"

Tang Ya swallowed hard. "Rumor has it that the young master of Bei Yu is a business genius. I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

This is money that most people could never earn in several lifetimes.

"Good! You've got guts!"

Luo Du grinned and took out several items from his ring.

The right arm bone of a six-thousand-year-old spirit cat, a level six defensive soul tool, a level six melee soul tool, etc.

These were all losses that Bei Yuxuan gave to her yesterday.

Finally, he took out a piece of right leg bone that was completely black and had faint afterimages appearing on it:

"The 70,000-year-old 'Shadow Panther' right leg bone, plus the three million gold soul coins in this card, is enough to offset your bet."

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped again.

"Another 70,000-year-old soul bone!"

"Is this the true foundation of the elite nobility? It's terrifying!"

Bei Yuxuan's expression grew increasingly gloomy: "As expected, this guy's purpose for this trip was this soul bone."

Perhaps the whole thing was already underway from the moment I stepped into Tianling City.

Bei Yuxuan wasn't stupid. Recalling the events of the past two days, he instantly realized something was amiss.

He knew he had an impulsive personality and couldn't tolerate losing to the Luo family.

After yesterday's defeat, he went out early this morning to find thugs, hoping to win back the bet.

As it happened, they encountered Lu Chen...

Luo Du must have already sent people to patrol the vicinity of the Soul Arena, keeping a close eye on his movements.

Having sorted out his thoughts, Bei Yuxuan's anger intensified. He looked at Lu Chen and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Brother Lu, if you help me win this bet, all the spoils are yours!"

Upon hearing this, even Lu Chen's breathing became slightly rapid.

He encouraged Bei Yuxuan to gamble because he wanted to earn more gold soul coins.

Completely unexpectedly, the stakes between the two were soul bones, and their total value was nearly 100 million!

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Lu Chen smiled faintly, "No need, I only need that 70,000-year-old soul bone."

According to the contract, he has already received more than 60% of the benefits.

"Hmph, you? Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew!"

Luo Du scoffed dismissively and casually handed the soul bone and other items to the Soul Arena manager.

He then gave Lu Chen a sinister look and made a throat-slitting gesture, "I hope you can hold on a little longer."

After saying that, he led his men into the arena.

Although he was intimidated by Lu Chen's aura earlier.

However, the soul power fluctuations within this guy's body are only around level ten.

A newly-broken, trash-level Soul Master was completely crushed when facing a level 19 veteran Soul Master.

"The people of the Beiyu family are indeed fools; they were actually bewitched by an outsider."

"I'm determined to get this 70,000-year-old soul bone!"

Luo Du smiled confidently, everything was under control.

Lu Chen licked his lips as he watched the group leave.

A glint of madness flashed in his eyes: "I can't wait any longer."

Seeing both groups go inside, the onlookers instantly became excited:

"A bet of tens of millions! You only see that a few times a year!"

"Stop dawdling, buy your tickets! I want a front-row seat!"

The crowd outside the venue went completely wild; with such a large stake, everyone wanted to join in the fun.

The arena manager's mouth was practically stretched to his ears with a grin, and he quickly called over a few more employees to check the tickets.

He then walked in happily.

at the same time!

A street corner outside the arena.

An elderly man with an exceptionally robust build and wearing a large cloak was quietly watching all of this.

Two women and one man stood behind him.

One of the girls was stunningly beautiful, yet she possessed a rationality and intelligence beyond her years.

"Sect Master, this is such a huge bet, should we go in and take a look?"

One of the boys, whose legs were exceptionally long, couldn't help but speak up, his voice filled with excitement.

"We should go in and take a look."

The old man's eyes darted around, a glint of greed in them as he stared at the soul bone in the steward's hand.

"Sect Master, the Soul Arena is a royal property, and its reputation is of utmost importance. We cannot act recklessly."

The stunningly beautiful girl looked somewhat helpless and offered a reminder.

"Cough, I know."

The old man looked slightly embarrassed, coughed lightly to cover it up, and said, "Let's go in."

That little guy's body is very strange; his blood and energy are exceptionally vigorous. He might even possess a true martial soul!