The deafening cheers that had erupted from the bloody battle subsided after the list of beauties was released.
Everyone stared at the open night sky, becoming even more frenzied and restless.
"Level +1? All Soul Rings' age increased by 500 years?!"
"And it can also gain cat-like dynamic abilities and night vision?"
Many people's breathing became rapid, even though the reward might seem insignificant.
But for those whose level has been stuck for a long time, it's a godsend!
Perhaps by overcoming this hurdle, I can reach a higher level.
"The Dark Night Duel Arena... Is that catwoman here?!"
In a corner of the audience, a burly man suddenly stood up.
Eight spirit rings gradually appeared around his body, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
A massive armored rhinoceros appeared behind him, sweeping its menacing gaze across the entire area.
"Hahahaha, I've been stuck in the '89 class for twenty or thirty years."
"As long as I can get that catwoman, I can become a Title Douluo!"
"At that time, even the Heavenly Dou Empire will have to give me some face!"
Two Soul Saints stood up beside him in succession.
They released their martial souls and soul rings one after another, clearly indicating they were working together.
The powerful fluctuations of soul energy surged within the dueling arena, causing many weak spectators to turn pale.
However, those veteran spectators in the dueling arena...
And the players who have been fighting here for years look at them like they're idiots.
Some raised their glasses and laughed heartily, some crossed their arms and shook their heads, and some clapped and cheered enthusiastically.
"Oh? A few new faces from out of town."
"They don't think the Dark Night Duel Arena was set up with just words, do they?"
"Is it in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
"What do you know? Fighting in the ring is just a fake battle. The real fight is this!"
"Anyone placing a bet? Which steward will be making a move today?"
The giant Contra man naturally heard the teasing and gossip of the crowd.
But he's too lazy to bother with it now.
"A bunch of good-for-nothings, how dare you talk about me?"
"Wait until I take that catwoman, then I'll deal with you all!"
After saying that, the three of them charged aggressively into the depths of the dueling arena.
It also knocked many onlookers off their feet, but no one cared and instead cheered.
"Charge! Break through the dueling arena!"
"You will be the next Title Douluo to become famous throughout the Heaven Dou Empire!"
Just as they were about to cross the ring and head to the steps on the second floor of the dueling arena.
"Da, da, da."
A series of crisp, rhythmic footsteps came from the shadows on the second floor.
The sound wasn't loud, but it felt like it was stepping on everyone's heartbeat.
The crowd that had been making a fuss gradually quieted down.
The previously scorching temperature inside the dueling arena began to drop sharply.
Some Soul Masters with weak Soul Power even felt a chill run through their bodies.
Even snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
The three troublemakers also stopped warily and looked toward the sound.
A woman dressed in a white, tight-fitting butler's uniform slowly emerged from the darkness.
She had long, flowing, snow-white hair, and her butler's uniform accentuated her slender and shapely figure.
His dark eyes remained expressionless, yet his brows exuded a dignified and heroic air.
He walked on calmly, without any emotional fluctuations, his voice cold and clear.
"Anyone who causes trouble in the dueling arena will be executed."
"Who are you? Are you in charge here?"
The burly man looked at the other man's young and handsome face, a look of contempt on his rugged features.
"Little vixen, you're quite pretty. Why don't you come back with me...?"
The female attendant didn't speak, but merely glanced at him indifferently.
"Buzz!"
Before the words were even finished, the air suddenly froze.
A slender, silver-white longsword appeared in the woman's hand, its blade surrounded by swirling white frost.
Soul rings appeared one after another: yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black...
Just when the three of them thought this was the limit, three more dazzling blood-red spirit rings appeared.
Red! Red! Red!
Three 100,000-year soul rings!
The entire dueling arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The big man's words were abruptly cut off.
His entire face turned deathly pale instantly, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Title Douluo...?
Three...three 100,000-year spirit rings?!
How come I've never heard of such a person before?
And in this inconspicuous dueling arena?
"run!"
The burly man let out a heart-wrenching roar and turned to flee.
But the next moment, he felt as if his body had been frozen, and he couldn't move at all.
"Clang—!"
A soft sword hum, a flash of cold light, and three soft thuds followed.
The giant Contra man's head flew into the air, his face still bearing an expression of terror.
It took two seconds for blood to gush out from the severed neck.
"Thump, thump..."
The body fell to the ground.
The entire process was clean and efficient, taking no more than a breath.
With a flick of her wrist, the female attendant's rapier vanished.
An invisible chill emanated from her body.
His dark eyes swept coldly around the entire room.
Everywhere his eyes fell, whether nobles or commoners.
Or perhaps it was the Soul Masters who all lowered their heads and hid.
He didn't dare to look her in the eye, and even his breathing became much lighter.
Seeing that no one made any further moves, the woman turned around and walked back into the darkness.
Only after her figure completely disappeared did the frozen air in the dueling arena begin to flow again.
"call..."
"This is the ultimate way to watch a game – to feel like you're there!"
"Too...too strong...the oppressive feeling of Butler Yuki."
"Every time she appears, I don't dare to breathe."
An elderly viewer patted his chest, still shaken.
My back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Huh? Why is Monka kneeling on the stage? Where did his domineering aura from the victory go?"
"Don't talk about him yet, get up quickly, the ground is cold."
Several out-of-town Soul Masters, who were also visiting for the first time, wiped away their cold sweat and asked the people around them.
"Brother...brother, who is that person?"
"I've heard of quite a few titles like Title Douluo."
"How come I've never heard of something so amazing?"
The older spectator glanced at him dismissively, explaining with a hint of superiority and awe:
"Aren't you ignorant?"
"That's one of the three deacons of the Dark Night Arena."
"The esteemed Lady Xue Linglong, also known as Xue Ming!"
"There are two others as amazing as her!"
"Trying to cause trouble? How many lives do you have?"
Upon hearing this, those Soul Masters who had been harboring greedy thoughts instantly shuddered and completely abandoned their ideas.
Only a Title Douluo with three 100,000-year spirit rings can be a deacon.
How terrifying must the master of that dueling arena be?
For a time, no one dared to have any improper thoughts.
However, outside the dueling arena, countless greedy eyes were fixed on this place.
"Go, find this dueling arena for me!"
"If they don't give it to us, we'll just take it! Whoever grabs this treasure gets to keep it!"
Everywhere, in the streets and alleys, in taverns and teahouses, there are Soul Masters whose eyes are red with lust.
Some mercenary groups have even begun to assemble, clamoring to attack the dueling arena and capture the catwoman.
Shrek Academy.
Oscar pounded his chest and stamped his feet, looking grief-stricken.
"Why am I not the owner of that catwoman?!"
"I really want to raise a catgirl who is both beautiful and obedient!"
Oscar's eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"If she were mine, I would feed her my super recovery sausage every day!"
Ma Hongjun, who was picking his nose nearby, glanced at him with disdain upon hearing this.
"You sausage seller, you'd better be talking about proper food."
"You'd better stop dreaming. That level of beauty is just something to dream about."
Dai Mubai didn't speak, but his face was gloomy.
He then thought of Zhu Zhuqing, his fiancée who also possessed a cat-themed martial spirit.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was not paying attention to the Heavenly Ranking.
Instead, she stared at Xiao Wu, who was standing behind Tang San.
To be precise, they were staring at the pink rabbit ear decorations on Xiao Wu's head.
He seemed to have never seen Xiao Wu take off that ear ornament.
Is this really just decoration? Or is it like that Catwoman thing?
Seemingly sensing Yu Xiaogang's gaze, Tang San subconsciously turned to look at Xiao Wu.
Look at those rabbit ears swaying gently.
An indescribable feeling welled up inside me.
"Xiao Wu..." Tang San called softly.
Xiao Wu was munching on a carrot.
Hearing the call, it blinked its big, watery eyes and tilted its head with a cute, blank expression.
"What's wrong, Third Brother?"
Seeing her innocent and naive appearance, Tang San shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
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