"Xie Xie, Xiao Feng."
"I hope..."
"You could ask more... reasonable questions."
Tang Wulin took a deep breath, looking at the two grinning young men before him, and couldn't help but sigh. They were practically adults already, yet these two still acted like children.
Why couldn't they learn a thing or two from Yang Zi and Jin Xi?
"Hahahahahahaha..."
"A dragon has its reverse scale, and Wu Lin's reverse scale is undoubtedly Sister Zi Xin. But your fear of the boss really never changes!"
Watching this scene, Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh, while Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi exchanged knowing smiles.
"Asking Wu Lin to fight his brother is really putting him in a difficult position."
At this, Ouyang Zixin also chuckled, then added helplessly, "Our Wu Lin isn't foolish. He simply can't and shouldn't fight his brother!"
"Exactly."
"Besides, this isn't about fear..."
"But I remember Xie Xie and Xiao Feng mentioned recently that they've made great progress and wanted to spar with Brother?"
Hearing this, Tang Wulin shook his head repeatedly. As he spoke, he glanced toward his brother Tang Luochuan's direction with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Hmm?"
"Xie Xie, Xiao Feng, are you willing to challenge me?"
Tang Luochuan instantly understood, then looked at Xie Xie and the others with feigned surprise, asking with a smile.
"..."
"Us?"
Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng immediately froze, silently pointing at themselves without saying a word. They instinctively shielded each other while backing away.
Don't put us on the spot like this!
"Hahahahaha..."
Watching this scene, the air instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere, and Tang Luochuan's face broke into continuous smiles.
"Don't worry, I won't actually fight you. But next time, we can have Long Yue spar with you. His cultivation is much stronger than yours, so he'll be more effective in training you."
Tang Luochuan wore a faint smile, signaling for them to calm down as he spoke slowly.
"Maybe we should just..."
"Forget about it."
Hearing this, Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng jolted again, instinctively exchanging glances as bitter expressions reappeared on their faces. Please, even Long Yue who's weaker than the boss...
is still someone they couldn't possibly match!
It's said that Brother Long is already halfway into the eighth realm. With that level of strength, they could only admire from afar but never hope to approach!
"..."
Not long after, at the Star Luo City Soul Arena.
The Soul Arena undoubtedly originated from the Grand Soul Arenas that were active on Douluo Continent. During the Martial Soul Hall era twenty thousand years ago, every major city had one.
Now, on Star Luo Continent, they are even more widely respected as part of encouraging young Soul Masters to improve their combat abilities.
After all, although the Spirit Transfer Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Platforms have begun to become popular, compared to virtual Soul Beasts, real Soul Masters can provide more challenging experiences.
Similarly, unlike the high cost of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Platforms for most Soul Masters, the Soul Arena only requires a one-time registration fee of one thousand Federal currency for unlimited matchmaking. One can even place bets as a means of earning money.
The Soul Arena in Star Luo City was primarily used for hosting events, such as the Pan-continental Advanced Soul Master Competition held every five years, also known as the Youth Soul Master Competition, which took place here.
When the group arrived at the Soul Arena, the atmosphere was already bustling with excitement, and the seats were nearly full. Every participant or spectator with the intention to compete had already taken their places in the audience.
Of course, Dai Yun'er had arranged for the best seats in the front rows in advance, ensuring there was no chance of them having nowhere to sit.
"The Star Luo Continent Pan-continental Advanced Soul Master Competition is a high-level Soul Master event held every five years on our Star Luo Continent, serving as a platform for all young Soul Masters under the age of 25..."
On the high platform, En Ci, the Star Luo National Teacher and an Ultimate Douluo, was delivering the opening ceremony speech.
Tang Luochuan, however, had little interest in this. He sat quietly in his seat, with Gu Yue on his left and Dai Yun'er on his right, feeling quite content.
Na'er sat obediently behind them, blinking her sparkling eyes as she listened to En Ci's speech not far away, looking every bit the well-behaved child.
"Luo Chuan, look over there..."
A short while later, Dai Yun'er beside him tugged lightly at his hand, speaking softly with a hint of embarrassment.
"What is it, Yun'er... Huh?"
A trace of confusion crossed Tang Luochuan's face as he was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw his photo displayed on the large screen in the Soul Arena.
"In this competition, the sole Prince Consort of the royal family, Her Highness Princess Dai Yun'er's fiancé, will participate as a special contestant with the delegation from the Douluo Continent. Please look forward to it!"
"In my capacity as the National Teacher of the Star Luo Empire, I declare the commencement of this edition of the Star Luo Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition."
En Ci's gaze fell on Tang Luochuan seated in the front, a flicker of amusement in his eyes as he spoke with a smile.
"What? Her Highness the Princess is engaged!"
"Damn, brothers, and it's an outsider no less! Where's my sword? Where is it? Don't stop me—"
"Relax, no one's going to stop you. You don't actually think the Princess's fiancé would be an ordinary person, do you? He might already be a Soul King at such a young age!"
"Hey, gotta admit the guy's pretty handsome. Anyone got his contact info? I'm willing to pay, bro!"
"..."
"Hmm..."
Tang Luochuan rubbed his nose, his expression a mix of amusement and helplessness. Just like that, he had become the center of attention.
But it wasn't really a big issue. Leaving aside whether anyone would dare to compete for Yun'er with him, even if there were...
"Then..."
"Bring it on."
Tang Luochuan couldn't suppress the smile on his face as he chuckled softly.
"Ouch..."
The next moment, a sharp pain shot through his left arm, and Tang Luochuan glanced over helplessly to find Gu Yue pinching his flesh with a light humph.
"..."
"Huh? That little man is competing too..."
In a secluded corner of the audience, Leng Yulai, veiled behind a mask, stared at the figure on the screen and couldn't help muttering to herself.
"With talent like his, who could possibly defeat him? This Star Luo Tournament is about to make him famous!"
She snorted lightly. Tang Luochuan didn't even regard her, a Super Douluo, as noteworthy, let alone his peers.
Among his peers on the Star Luo Continent, according to his inquiries, only En Ci's 24-year-old disciple Long Yue was considered the strongest genius, rumored to have long possessed the level of a Soul Emperor.
But in front of Tang Luochuan, this was undoubtedly utter nonsense.
For a moment, he couldn't help but inwardly remark on the Star Luo Emperor's shrewd calculations—this would undoubtedly add to the Star Luo Empire's influence on the Douluo Continent.
"Hmm? You've seen him?"
At this moment, Leng Yaozhu, who was also wearing a veil nearby, froze in surprise.
"Yes!"
Leng Yulai did not deny it, her face flushing with even more frustration and embarrassment.
"That night, I just wanted to go take a look at him, but I never expected that guy actually..."
At this point, Leng Yulai immediately shut her mouth. She couldn't continue any further, otherwise...
Hmph! If her sister found out she had lost to that little guy—to her own disciple's boyfriend—wouldn't she be laughed at?
She couldn't say it, absolutely couldn't!
"Ah?"
"That night? Which night? Which specific night?"
However, Leng Yaozhu, hearing her younger sister's unfinished words, stood frozen in place, her eyes filled with confusion.
The more embarrassed the other seemed to be about saying it, the more her mind wandered to inappropriate places!
After all, she knew all too well what Luo Chuan was capable of. Even she couldn't hold her own against him, let alone her sister, who was only at level 97.
That night, could it be...
"Don't... don't tell me..."
"He... did he... to you..."
Leng Yaozhu widened her eyes, her words trailing off. Her sister did have some charm—perhaps it really was...
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