Douluo: Infinite Lottery System

Xiao Tianyang didn't say anything more. After all, based on their previous battle, Zhu Zhuqing had come to believe that her approach was the most efficient. And in many ways, it was.

However, the Great Spirit Arena wasn't just a battleground for soul masters—it was also a school of combat. What it taught wasn't theoretical knowledge but the art of fighting itself.

Some things, however, were difficult to explain clearly, so Xiao Tianyang decided to leave it at that. He understood this well and chose not to elaborate further for Zhu Zhuqing.

The two returned to the lounge, and after a while, Xiao Tianyang received a notification that his next match—an individual one—was about to begin. He didn't think much of it; this was standard procedure.

But as soon as he stepped onto the stage, something unusual happened. The entire arena was suddenly shrouded in curtains, blocking the view from all sides. Even the lounge was obscured!

Zhu Zhuqing, alarmed, rushed to the door and grabbed a staff member. "Why is the Eighth Spirit Arena covered up?"

The staff member replied apologetically, "I'm sorry, but this is a specially invited match. The inviting party has prohibited spectators from watching."

Zhu Zhuqing grew more anxious. "Why have I never heard of this kind of match format before?"

The staff member shook his head helplessly. "I don't know the inner workings of the Great Spirit Arena either."

Meanwhile, inside the arena, Xiao Tianyang also sensed that something was off.

He immediately recalled what Miao Zhenshan had told him the previous day.

"Am I being targeted again?" Xiao Tianyang's heart sank. "Did I run into another lunatic?"

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind. At this moment, he really wanted to shout, "Teacher Miao, your name isn't enough to protect me!"

As he was mentally grappling with the situation, his opponent stepped onto the stage from the other side.

It was a young man with a fair complexion, wearing a mask and a green robe. His exposed eyes were a striking golden color, exuding an air of majesty and nobility.

Xiao Tianyang didn't care about the young man's appearance. He kept his gaze fixed on him, not daring to activate his Ancient God's Eyes to peek at the opponent's attributes. Doing so would undoubtedly cause trouble.

So, aside from staying alert, what else could he do?

The young man spoke slowly, "Are you the disciple of Miao Zhenshan, the former sect master of the Body Sect?"

He didn't seem in any hurry to fight.

Xiao Tianyang pondered for a moment before replying, "Since you already know, why are you still coming after me?"

"You don't know my purpose. How can you be sure I'm here to cause trouble?" The young man's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"If you're not here to cause trouble, why all this secrecy?" Xiao Tianyang took a step back, maintaining his distance. "Just state your purpose clearly so we can move forward."

"I want you," the young man said bluntly.

A look of disgust flashed across Xiao Tianyang's face. He took another step back, clutching his shoulders. "I'm sorry, but even though I don't have a girlfriend right now, I'm a man, and I like women!"

The young man's expression darkened beneath his mask. If not for his self-restraint, he might have lunged at Xiao Tianyang right then and there.

How could this guy misinterpret things so badly?

The young man took a deep breath and clarified, "I want you to join me."

"Oh, so that's what you mean," Xiao Tianyang said, visibly relieved. "You should've said that earlier."

"So, you agree?" The young man was surprised. He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

But Xiao Tianyang shook his head. "You and I are not the same kind of person, so I refuse."

The young man wasn't fazed. Instead, he asked, "Aren't you curious about my identity?"

Xiao Tianyang sighed. "Being able to book this place shows that you're either wealthy or noble. Given your age and strength, you must come from a prominent family. And the majesty and nobility in your demeanor aren't something an ordinary family could cultivate. So, there's only one conclusion..."

At this moment, Xiao Tianyang felt like he was channeling Detective Conan.

"You're a member of either the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Clan, or the

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—and your status isn't low!"

The young man was momentarily stunned by Xiao Tianyang's analysis. Fortunately, his true identity hadn't been revealed. He shook his head and said, "You're only half right."

"Half is good enough," Xiao Tianyang said with a shrug. "You didn't give me any clues, and I still managed to guess that much."

The young man nodded. "In that case, I won't make things difficult for you. Just withstand ten of my moves. If you're still standing by then, we'll consider this matter settled."

Xiao Tianyang snorted. "Nothing in this world comes that cheap. Someone like you should know how protective my teacher is. If you don't have a good reason for this, you might find yourself in trouble later."

The young man: "..."

Though Xiao Tianyang's words sounded arrogant, they weren't wrong. If the young man insisted on provoking Xiao Tianyang without a valid reason, it would be tantamount to challenging a level 98 Super Douluo like Miao Zhenshan.

Of course, if they were on equal footing, it might not matter. Even if Xiao Tianyang lost, Miao Zhenshan likely wouldn't intervene. But as things stood, they clearly weren't equals.

"So, what do you want?" the young man asked directly.

"What do you have to offer?" Xiao Tianyang's lips curled into a sly smile, ready to negotiate.

The young man frowned beneath his mask. He didn't have much to offer at the moment. Money? Xiao Tianyang clearly wasn't lacking in that, given his backing. Treasures? Nothing he could provide would likely interest Xiao Tianyang.

For the first time, the young man felt a bit helpless.

Seeing the young man's hesitation, Xiao Tianyang grew impatient. He waved his hand and said, "Fine, it seems you don't have anything that would satisfy me right now. How about this—you owe me a favor."

After a moment's thought, the young man saw no issue with this and nodded. "Agreed."

Xiao Tianyang approached the young man with a smile, raising his hand. "A gentleman's word is his bond!"

The young man was puzzled. "What are you doing?"

"High-five, of course. Otherwise, how do I know you won't go back on your word later?" Xiao Tianyang rolled his eyes.

Though he still had some doubts about the young man's reliability, a promise was better than nothing. Besides, given the young man's demeanor, he didn't seem like the type to break his promise... right?

Reluctantly, the young man raised his hand and gave Xiao Tianyang a high-five.

"You're not very old, but you're full of tricks," the young man remarked.

"You haven't seen the half of it," Xiao Tianyang replied with a smirk as he retreated to a safe distance.

"Let's begin," the young man said.

Soul power surged from his body, and soul rings began to rise from his feet:

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black!

This young man was a Soul Emperor above level 60!

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