Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 13 Five Years

Five years later.

Soto City, the Great Arena.

"Have you heard? Zhang Zhiwei is here for another Soul Battle today!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Duh, of course I'm going all in!"

"Hey, didn't you say yesterday that you were mortal enemies with gambling and drugs?"

"Going all in isn't gambling; it's a form of wisdom!"

Meanwhile, in a VIP room.

A young man with his hair tied up in a Taoist bun, wearing a black Taoist robe and a faint smile on his lips, leaned quietly against the sofa, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man in a tuxedo opposite him.

What's most striking about him is his height of 1 meters, making him stand out from the crowd.

The young man was Qin Feng.

"Manager Ao, I don't think there's any need for us to continue this discussion. I've already achieved a 100-win streak. Do you think it's still necessary for me to continue fighting in this arena?"

Manager Ao gave a wry smile, then pleaded, "Mr. Zhang Zhiwei, please, for the sake of our two-year friendship, stay and play for another year?"

If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked.

Because this person is none other than the renowned Supervisor Ao of the Soto Grand Arena, and he was actually willing to lower himself to beg for the sake of a contestant.

And the reason is actually quite simple.

Because the person opposite him is Zhang Zhiwei!

Two years ago, he easily won his first free battle at the Grand Arena, and after that, he was unstoppable, winning almost every single match.

As Zhang Zhiwei's reputation grew day by day, every match was packed, and the Soto Grand Arena made a fortune as a result.

Now that Zhang Zhiwei wants to leave, Manager Ao is naturally unwilling, after all, who would be willing to give up a cash cow?

Qin Feng shook his head: "Manager Ao, you know I'm from the Beast Academy, it's time for me to go back now."

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Manager Ao took a deep breath, sighed, and said, "Alright."

He also wanted to keep Zhang Zhiwei, and even considered using force to keep him there, but this man had a powerful background; he was a disciple of the Dragon Lord.

Qin Feng smiled faintly as he watched Supervisor Ao leave.

He was well aware that the Great Soul Arena treated him like a cash cow, but he had made a fortune over the years.

As for why he was named Zhang Zhiwei, it's just a name.

After all, he is synonymous with invincibility.

At that moment, the door to the VIP room was quickly pushed open, and a silver-haired girl rushed excitedly toward Qin Feng.

"Hehehe, Senior Brother, I've missed you so much!"

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Qin Feng felt a headache coming on and even wanted to leave on the spot.

But the silver-haired girl wasn't about to give him a chance. She clung tightly to Qin Feng's arm and said with a grin, "Senior Brother, do you want Yiran?"

The silver-haired girl was Meng Yiran. Since Qin Feng came to the Great Soul Arena two years ago, the two had not seen each other for almost two years, so they were naturally very happy to see each other again.

"I don't want to." Qin Feng shook his head slightly. Just as he was about to pull his hand away, a surge of energy suddenly rippled at his elbow.

"The young lady has a pretty good figure."

Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

Meng Yiran now sports a silver high ponytail and wears a tight-fitting training outfit, which is somewhat different from her previous life. However, her mature and elegant figure remains unchanged, still curvaceous and shapely.

She's the kind of girl who looks cool and has a radiant, youthful appearance.

However, he had no idea what to do.

After all, what adult would be interested in a child?

"I don't believe it." Meng Yiran clearly didn't believe Qin Feng's nonsense and leaned closer with a grin.

Seeing that she was about to continue her playful antics, Qin Feng dodged her, then pointed two fingers at her forehead: "Alright, stop fooling around, Yiran."

Rejected, Meng Yiran glared at him angrily, her big, watery eyes seeming to say: You heartless man! You ate my food, used my things, and now you want to cut ties after taking my money!

Qin Feng, who was being stared at closely, was clearly a little embarrassed.

So she could only let the little girl do as she pleased.

The two walked out of the VIP room together and bumped into a group of seven people who looked to be about the same age as Qin Feng.

However, the difference in size between the two was quite obvious; the blond man leading the group was a full head shorter than Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at the people opposite him and spotted two familiar faces: Tang San and Xiao Wu.

It seems these are the Shrek Seven Devils.

Meanwhile, the person opposite was also sizing up Qin Feng.

"What are you looking at!"

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A disdainful sound came from Dai Mubai's mouth. He had just been rejected by Zhu Zhuqing in his team for a duo, and he was now looking for a place to vent his frustration.

Faced with his provocation, Qin Feng didn't even take him seriously, and greeted the ordinary-looking man in blue in the center of the group: "Tang San, long time no see."

Tang San stared at the tall man before him, frantically searching his mind, but couldn't find a single clue. He shook his head slightly and said, "Brother, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I don't think I know you."

Qin Feng had anticipated this, given the dramatic changes he had undergone over the years. He slowly uttered four words: "Zhuge! Divine! Crossbow!"

Tang San's pupils dilated as if struck by lightning, and he exclaimed, "You're Qin Feng? You're not dead?"

Qin Feng smiled nonchalantly and did not reply.

This move clearly implies tacit approval.

Xiao Wu, also in the group, walked up happily, patted Qin Feng's strong arm, and said with a smile, "Qin Feng, long time no see!"

Qin Feng smiled at her as well.

"You two know each other?"

At this moment, Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with a livid face. He hadn't expected that he would offend Tang San's friend just because he was in a bad mood.

Yesterday's battle between Tang San and Zhao Wuji was deeply etched in his mind; he had already made a firm decision not to offend Tang San, but unexpectedly, things were still...

"I know him, but we're not very close," Tang San replied.

"By the way, Tang San, how is your father doing now?" Qin Feng asked cautiously.

Tang San paused for a moment, his expression turning dejected, before saying, "To be honest, my father disappeared a long time ago."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, thinking to himself, "It seems that my butterfly effect hasn't changed the overall situation."

Suddenly, Meng Yiran's expression changed drastically. She glared angrily at the fat man in red opposite her and shouted, "You fatso, what are you looking at your mother for?!"

Tang San and the others were suddenly startled and then looked at Ma Hongjun.

Feeling embarrassed under everyone's gaze, Ma Hongjun lowered his head.

"What's wrong with Yiran?" Qin Feng asked.

"You should ask that sleazy fatso," Meng Yiran said angrily, her face cold.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng glanced at Ma Hongjun, who was looking down, and immediately understood.

He slowly stepped forward, looking down at Ma Hongjun: "My friend, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun, who had initially planned to feign ignorance and get away with it, immediately retorted, "Explain? What explanation? Are people not allowed to look at beautiful women?"

Meng Yiran was instantly furious. Just thinking about the fat man's lewd look made her want to kill him.

Qin Feng didn't argue with him, and said with a nonchalant smile, "Since my friend enjoys watching so much, why don't we go up on stage and watch the life-or-death battle?"

(End of this chapter)