Douluo: Asking Senior Sister To Join My Harem

Chapter -33.

A senior remarked, "Tch, a freshman? No matter how talented he is, can he really stand up to Xu Sanshi?"

"Exactly, there's a three or four-year age gap. Even if Chen Feng is a genius, that difference is significant. Xu Sanshi is close to reaching the Soul Sect."

Another upperclassman disagreed, countering, "Not necessarily! I talked to the freshman directly. Don't let Chen Feng's age fool you; he's a three-ring Soul Master. He single-handedly took down all the male students in his class—over forty of them. I doubt even the Soul Sect could defeat them all working together, yet Chen Feng crushed them! He's a real powerhouse. I think Xu Sanshi doesn't stand a chance."

This sparked a lively debate among everyone on the viewing platform.

"Let's stop arguing! How about we just bet on who will win—Chen Feng or Xu Sanshi?"

"I'll take the bets…"

"I wager 500 gold soul coins on Chen Feng!"

"I'm betting 300 gold soul coins on Xu Sanshi!"

…

Huo Yuhao stood there, astonished, while Tang Ya explained, "The Soul Fighting Area opens every day after school until midnight. Students wanting to fight need to pay and register first. The entry fees are shared—half goes to the academy, and the other half to the winner. With so many spectators present, the victor stands to make a lot of money. If Xu Sanshi loses, it'll be a major embarrassment for him. Being a fifth-year student who's significantly older than Chen Feng, losing would give others plenty to laugh about."

…

Amidst the buzz of the crowd, in the player's lounge at the Soul Fighting Area, Xu Sanshi was resting with his eyes closed, mentally preparing himself.

The stakes for the showdown against Chen Feng were a substantial 5,000 gold soul coins—a loss would hit Xu Sanshi hard. Although the Xuanming Sect behind him had funds, they weren't his; his own spending money was just over 1,000 gold soul coins, and while he had some pills, it wasn't a lot.

While he was deep in thought, a knock interrupted him, causing him to frown before opening his eyes.

He was greeted by his friend Beibei entering the room.

Noticing Beibei's significantly stronger aura from a recent breakthrough, Xu Sanshi was taken aback.

"Beibei, you reached level 40!" he exclaimed with surprise.

Feeling good about himself, Beibei teased Xu Sanshi, "Look who it is! Little Xu, still a Soul Master after all these days."

Xu Sanshi rolled his eyes, replying, "Without any distractions from girls, I can focus entirely on my training."

Unfazed, Beibei asked, "So, why did you suddenly decide to challenge Chen Feng?"

Xu Sanshi cleared his throat and said seriously, "As your good brother, I couldn't just sit by and let Chen Feng be insufferable. I confronted him a couple of times today, and he got angry, challenging me to a duel in the Soul Fighting Arena. With everyone urging me on, I couldn't back down or I'd be labeled a coward. Do you know what's at stake for you? If I lose, I owe Chen Feng 5,000 gold soul coins."

As he spoke, Xu Sanshi walked over to Beibei, putting an arm around his shoulder and grinning, "So, good brother, if I end up losing, can I borrow a little from you?"

Upon hearing that Xu Sanshi was defending his honor for him, Beibei replied, "Betting that much? Alright, since you're taking such a stand, if you lose, I'll lend you 1,000 gold soul coins. How does that sound?"

"Thanks, Beibei, you're the best!"

Beibei suddenly smiled, saying, "But now that I see you grinning like that, I know you're hiding something. Spill it!"

Xu Sanshi was surprised, "Wow, Beibei, how did you catch on so quickly? I thought I was putting on a good act."

Finally, Xu Sanshi filled Beibei in on what had happened at the grilled fish stall…

Beibei sighed, "On my way here, I overheard some freshmen saying that Chen Feng wiped out over forty guys in his class—all by himself. And he's already a Soul Master, so be careful, Sanshi."

Usually focused solely on Jiang Nannan, Xu Sanshi hadn't been keeping up with first-year news.

He was startled, "One against a whole class? How does that work?"

Beibei replied calmly, "One against a group."

A wave of realization hit Xu Sanshi. After a moment, his expression shifted to serious as he voiced, "Even though most new students are soul masters, and some are great soul masters, facing off against over forty opponents alone… Chen Feng truly is something else!!"

Beibei patted Xu Sanshi's shoulder, saying, "You'd better get ready. Based on what I observed in the Star Dou Forest, Chen Feng's first two soul skills are probably for enhancing himself and one that allows for rare teleportation. Be careful; with your Xuanming Turtle Shell Shield, you should handle his first two skills easily, but I'm not sure what the third one is. You'll have to rely on yourself."

...

Meanwhile, in his resting area, Chen Feng was discussing his self-created soul skills with Ling Luocheng, completely dismissing Xu Sanshi's threat.

Time flew by, and the match between Chen Feng and Xu Sanshi was about to kick off, with the number of spectators climbing past a thousand.

As Chen Feng stepped into the arena, the crowd erupted in cheers for him.

"Chen Feng!! Chen Feng!!"

"This first-year is so handsome, I can't help but swoon; he's definitely my heartthrob now."

"Wow, this junior is ridiculously good-looking!!"

...

Chen Feng scanned the crowd and quickly spotted familiar faces: Wu Yue, Nanmen Yooner, and his classmates from the new student class nine, all cheering him on.

Chen Feng smiled and waved at his classmates, making the girls in the audience blush and exclaim, "Oh my gosh, I'm going to faint."

"I'm declaring that from now on, Chen Feng will be my evening entertainment."

Tang Ya watched the swooning girls nearby and scoffed, "An old cow going after tender grass; can they even see how much older they are than him?"

...

At that moment, Xu Sanshi also made his way to the arena. A fifty-year-old teacher, a Soul Sage level referee, stepped to the middle of the ring.

The referee announced in a deep voice, "First-year Chen Feng challenges fifth-year Xu Sanshi. If Xu Sanshi loses, he owes an additional forty gold soul coins. The terms of the bet are for you to work out privately. Are you ready?"

With confidence, Chen Feng replied, "Referee, let's start."

Xu Sanshi looked intensely at Chen Feng and assured the referee, "I'm ready."

"Match start." Once the referee gave the signal, he quickly moved aside. Both Chen Feng and Xu Sanshi activated their martial souls simultaneously.

The previously noisy arena fell silent as everyone turned their attention to the two competitors.

Chen Feng's speed in summoning his martial soul was impressive; in an instant, a three-foot-long black blade appeared in his hand.

The Blade was long, about three fingers wide, entirely black, and had a simple, solemn look with a blood groove faintly visible. It had no extra adornments.

At his feet, three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—materialized.

This was merely an illusion created by Chen Feng's third soul skill; otherwise, three black ten-thousand-year soul rings would have caused quite a stir.

Xu Sanshi felt his body tremble as three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—emerged from him. His fair skin darkened, muscles swelled, and he appeared larger. Most notably, he wielded a black turtle shell shield with a diameter of about one and a half meters in his right hand.

Xu Sanshi boasted a powerful mutated martial soul known as the Xuanming Turtle Shell Shield. This martial soul, with its combined water and earth attributes, offered exceptional defense and was among the top-tier beast martial souls. The awakened Xuanming Shield was quite formidable.

However, Xu Sanshi couldn't harness it at will before reaching the Soul Sage level; he needed Jiang Nannan's stimulation.

As Chen Feng summoned his martial soul, a menacing blade intent surged forth.

The sharp, powerful blade intent cut smooth grooves into the ground beneath Chen Feng's feet.

Xu Sanshi faced Chen Feng, feeling the chilling blade intent sending shivers down his spine. He swallowed hard and cursed inwardly, "Damn, Beibei, your information is so outdated!!!"

[Note : Knife will be blade from now on]

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