Chapter 198 Defending the Arena.
"Idol! Where are you going? One hundred gold soul coins! Don't you want them?" Ye Guyi caught up with Wu Xuan and asked.
"Keep the money with me, I'm going to have lunch." Wu Xuan waved his hand and said.
"Lunch? I'm hungry too, idol. You can go to any hotel you want, it's on me. I have plenty of money now."
"No need. Actually, I'd rather taste the flavors of my hometown than the delicacies in the hotel." Wu Xuan closed his eyes slightly and headed straight for the snack street.
Braised beef in a rich, dark sauce. Wu Xuan really missed the taste of his hometown from his previous life.
"The taste of your hometown? Idol, aren't you from the Heavenly Soul Empire? How come you taste the flavors of your hometown in Mingdu?" Ye Guyi looked at Wu Xuan's back with some surprise, and then quickly followed.
The Underground Headquarters of the Xi Shui Alliance!
With a deafening roar, the door to the first-level secret vault was finally smashed by Nangong Wan and the other two.
The three of them, utterly disregarding their decorum, stormed into the first level of the secret vault. Seeing the emptiness and desolation around them, their foreheads bulged with rage.
Nangong Wan's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze like that of a demon from hell: "Damn it, damn it, Lu Chong, you traitorous bastard! You dared to instigate the elders within the alliance to steal all the rare metals! Don't let me catch you! If I do, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
"Second Brother! Was it really that bastard Lu Chong who did it?" the Third Elder asked, his expression twisted. As a ninth-level Soul Master, he truly understood the value of these rare metals.
Lu Chong was none other than the eight-ring Soul Douluo and eighth-level Soul Master, the one Wu Xuan had killed—the one with the Fearful Soul.
"Hmph! Who else could it be but him? He went straight to the treasury to steal rare metals, did he think I didn't know? I only didn't want to bother with him because of the Five Elders behind him, but I never knew he was so audacious as to collude with other stewards to steal the entire treasury." Nangong Wan said through gritted teeth.
"To be able to instantly unite over 70% of the alliance's strongest members into rebellion, no one but him could do that. I saw it long ago; that Lu Chong has a rebellious streak," the Fourth Elder sneered.
A ruthless glint flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Alright, with such a large quantity of rare metals, that bastard Lu Chong won't go far. Let's go to the second floor to check if any of the herbs are damaged. Those are what we collected at great cost; they're our reliance for advancing to higher levels in the future!"
"Second Brother is absolutely right!" At this moment, the others were no longer so worried. After all, most rare metals are extremely dense and heavy. Even if they had prepared beforehand and brought a sufficient number of storage soul tools filled with all the rare metals, how many storage soul tools would there be? At least several thousand.
Taking so many storage soul tools would be no easy task.
However, seeing the broken second door, the anger that had just subsided in Nangong Wan and the other two was once again filled with rage. Nangong Wan roared almost maniacally, "Damn it! He must have planned this all along. How did he break through the door without being discovered?"
The Fourth Elder rushed into the second floor, and the deeper he went, the uglier his face became. Not a single one left? They took them all?
At this moment, Nangong Wan, who had entered the second floor, was on the verge of exploding. Even if the rare metals could be recovered, could all the herbs be recovered? It was impossible. The losses this time were far beyond their expectations, and could not be measured in money.
"Second Brother! It's bad. The door to the third floor has also been opened." The Fourth Elder's voice came from afar. Nangong Wan felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted. The door to the third floor had also been opened? An ominous premonition quickly rose in his heart.
"Fourth Brother! What's missing from the third floor?" Nangong Wan's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
"Gone, all gone! Including that Destruction Storm!" The Fourth Elder was somewhat dazed by the series of blows.
"Ugh—" Nangong Wan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale. Too ruthless, that bastard Lu Chong was too ruthless. He actually, actually... dared to steal even a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell, didn't he think he had the life to take it, the life to use it? Could the Five Elders protect him?
"Go! Everyone move out, search for them, no matter where they are, bring them back, especially that damned bastard Lu Chong, I will make him suffer the most painful torture to death." With his mouth full of blood, Nangong Wan let out his final impotent roar.
He couldn't have imagined that the theft of the entire treasure vault was not done by internal personnel, but by Wu Xuan and Ye Guyi, these two righteous men.
The arena continued, crushing his opponents all the way, until the fourth day when Wu Xuan finally encountered an opponent who could pique his interest.
What Wu Xuan didn't know was that his alternate account had already become famous in the arena battles. At such a young age, he had reached the level of a sixth-level Soul Master; which force wouldn't take notice? Most importantly, this genius had successfully subdued an uncontrollable peak seventh-level Soul Tool with his sixth-level Soul Master abilities. This was definitely a genius worthy of entering the Mingde Hall!
"Hall Master of Mingde, what you're doing is against the rules!" The door to the private room was kicked open, and a burly man with a thick beard angrily questioned him.
"So it's the Unbreakable Douluo! My apologies, please calm down." Xiao Hongchen's chubby face was full of smiles.
"Don't give me that. The annual Infinite Defender Tournament at the Mingdu Grand Soul Arena is all about fairness, impartiality, and transparency. And you, you're openly violating the rules! Does Yang Xuan have any grudge against your Hongchen family? Today, you actually arranged for over a dozen students from the Mingde Hall to engage in a gauntlet battle to wear him down. The Empire is in dire need of talent right now; such talent is a pillar of the Empire, and we won't tolerate your bullying." Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan, his anger still burning, pointed at Xiao Hongchen's nose and questioned him. "Unbreakable Douluo, you're overthinking it. I did this simply to see just how strong this young man truly is. Whether he can compete with the Shrek Academy's prodigies," Jing Hongchen said, shaking his head slightly.
"Hall Master Hongchen, what do you mean?" Unbreakable Douluo had calmed down and spoke calmly.
"If this little guy passes the challenges I set, and his background is clean, I want him to join my Mingde Hall." Jing Hongchen finally explained his decision.
"Join Mingde Hall? Doesn't your Mingde Hall always value rules and not accept outsiders with unclear backgrounds who have entered the profession halfway through their careers?" Zheng Zhan asked in surprise.
"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. It's time for my Mingde Hall to break some old rules," Jing Hongchen said with a smile. "
I see. Since Hall Master Hongchen has such plans, let's wait and see." Bu Po Douluo laughed and sat down directly next to Jing Hongchen.
"Brother Zheng! Please!" Jing Hongchen picked up a cup and handed it to Bu Po Douluo Zheng Zhan.
"Please!"
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