Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 36 Battle to the Death

A week later, Fang Ling had a basic understanding of the level of Soul Masters in the Life and Death Battle.

They're strong to a limited extent, but they can fight!

"It's been a week already. The sooner the better. Shall we go now?"

Seeing the two were silent for a moment, Fang Ling called out softly, "Teacher?"

"You really can't hold back at all..." Lin Tianyang stood up with Shu Manyun, pushed open the door and walked out.

Fang Ling quickly followed, but as they walked, she felt that they were going in the wrong direction.

This isn't the route from the academy to the Great Soul Arena; it's the route to the administration building.

He immediately asked, "Teacher, where are we going?"

"You are a genius student of the academy. Even if I am your teacher, I cannot just let you participate in a life-or-death battle with a high risk of death."

Lin Tianyang glanced at Fang Ling, his brows still showing some worry.

"Let's go find Director Ou now."

"He usually hasn't finished working by this time."

Just over a month later, Fang Ling had not forgotten the old man who had so easily defeated him.

"Was Director Ou the one who assessed me when I enrolled?"

"That's right, he's the dean's childhood friend. He's in charge of theoretical teaching. He's called the director, but he's actually the vice dean. He just likes us to call him the director."

"With the dean absent, he is the most powerful person in the academy, and only he can make such a decision."

Having found the vice dean's office, Lin Tianyang gently knocked on the door.

After receiving permission, he led his men inside.

Director Ou is eating noodles, a very large bowl of noodles.

There were several large chicken legs next to him that he hadn't finished eating.

The visitor surprised him for a moment: "Tianyang and Manyun? What are you two doing here with your young apprentice?"

"Uncle Ou." Since there were no outsiders present, Lin Tianyang addressed him very affectionately.

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't know how to start the conversation, so he could only nudge Fang Ling's back.

"It's all because of this little guy. Let him tell you."

"His will is unwavering; we cannot change it."

Under Director Ou's questioning gaze, Fang Ling took a few steps closer.

"Grandpa Ou, I..."

"My full name is Ou Hai. We're talking privately now, so you can just call me Uncle. I'm only in my fifties," Ou Hai said, winking at Fang Ling.

Completely ignoring Lin Tianyang's speechless expression beside him.

Fang Ling glanced at his teacher cautiously, and after seeing him nod slightly, he said, "Uncle Ou, I want to participate in the Great Soul Arena's Life-or-Death Battle."

"..."

After slurping his noodles for a while, Director Ou looked up:

Why?

Fang Ling resolutely said, "For the sake of cultivation, my talent is too weak. I need the pressure of life-or-death battles to motivate myself and unleash more of my potential."

Have you made your decision?

"It's done!"

"Not going to change it?"

"Absolutely not."

Director Ou's beard twitched as he looked at Fang Ling, his gaze growing increasingly authoritative.

Fang Ling stood tall and proud, completely unfazed by his stern expression.

After a moment, the scrutiny in Director Ou's eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of approval: "You are a determined child."

"When I saw your swordsmanship, I guessed your nature and knew this day would come."

"Go ahead, I agree."

He took a bite of the big chicken leg.

"Thank you, Uncle Ou!" Fang Ling quickly expressed her gratitude.

"Thank you, Uncle Ou." Lin Tianyang and his wife exchanged a glance, their faces showing a hint of helplessness, and could only thank him along with them.

"Remember to call me 'Director' when you're outside."

"Okay!"

The three left and headed straight for the Great Soul Arena.

If you walk over there, you should be able to catch up with the evening battle.

"Since you're going to participate in this life-or-death battle, I'll tell you everything I know," Lin Tianyang said seriously.

You can't persuade him directly, and you can't stop him indirectly either.

What else can we do?

The only thing to do is support it.

"Yes, please instruct me, teacher." Fang Ling doesn't fight unprepared. Leveling up is indeed important, but losing your life means losing everything.

Every single detail must be remembered.

"A battle to the death, as the name suggests, is a fight to the death."

"However, even if you lose, as long as you are not killed on the spot, there is still hope of survival."

"Please speak, teacher." Fang Ling's eyes lit up instantly.

Lin Tianyang felt like he was pushing his apprentice into a fire pit, and his expression was very complicated.

"Listen carefully, if you feel you can't win, run off the stage."

"Even in a dangerous battle like the life-or-death struggle, it's still just a contest of spirits. Your agility and unique reactions will definitely be able to tell whether you can barely win or you can't win at all."

"Once you step off the stage, you can't kill anyone! That's an ironclad rule!"

"This works too?" Fang Ling's brows relaxed, and she immediately felt safe.

"Why not?" Lin Tianyang retorted. "You'll get boos if you do that. Do you care about your reputation?"

"not give a damn about."

Fang Ling has absolutely no sense of shame in this regard.

Reputation doesn't matter. Once he reaches a higher level, let's see who's brave enough to gossip about him.

"I knew you wouldn't care. This is the default rule there, so just use it."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Lin Tianyang continued:

"The registration fee for the life-or-death battle is expensive. Before it starts, you will have to pay a sum of gold soul coins as collateral. Whether you die or jump off the stage and run away, the winner will get this money. Don't be stingy with your money then."

Fang Ling nodded gently: "I understand, teacher."

Compared to life, money is just an external thing.

With the panel in place, he still has a bright future ahead of him.

As long as I don't die, I'm guaranteed to reach the top. Giving in temporarily is nothing.

Upon entering the Soul Arena, Lin Tianyang and Shu Manyun led Fang Ling towards the Zone of Life and Death.

"Registration for the life-or-death battle costs fifty gold soul coins," the staff member said.

"It's so expensive." Fang Ling counted the money nervously, taking it out of her small bag and spreading it out one by one.

Sixteen Silver Soul Coins remained.

It was almost not enough.

He used up all his savings.

Now I just hope that in the first match I can encounter a weak opponent.

Fortunately, the results of strategic battles and life-or-death battles are not shared.

He has won seven consecutive games in the strategic battles, but he has not yet participated in any life-or-death battles, so his record is zero.

As a novice, he shouldn't encounter many very strong opponents.

In the audience, Lin Tianyang and Shu Manyun held hands nervously.

My palms were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

The person who was most nervous was Shu Manyun. Although Lin Tianyang had killed fewer people than Fang Ling, he had seen the world and bloodshed.

Shu Manyun, on the other hand, was truly a girl from a modest family, staying in the academy and diligently cultivating until she reached the Soul Venerable level.

"Can we win?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Blood didn't matter to her; she'd seen it all before.

He had witnessed the killings before, but he was worried about Fang Ling.

The air here is thick with the stench of blood.

The arena was smeared with undried blood.

The audience here was completely different from those in the gaming area; not only were there more people, but they also seemed much more enthusiastic.

"We can win! I believe in Fang Ling!" Lin Tianyang was much more confident now.

Fang Ling's strong reaction gave him a very high margin for error.

This kind of competition with its own boundaries will not become an obstacle to his progress.

A somewhat brutal match has passed.

The host, stepping lightly onto the blood-stained ground, walked onto the stage with a dance-like gait.

He narrowed his eyes, a smile of excitement on his face.

"Next, we will begin the second battle of our Sixth Soul Arena's one-on-one life-or-death duel."

"New people join the battle every day, but the one who just arrived today is no ordinary person."

"Fang Ling, a combat genius whose martial soul is a scythe, has achieved a seven-game winning streak in the gaming area at War King Academy, a freshman who has only been enrolled for a month!"

(End of this chapter)