I really am a Titled Douluo

The man continuously stepping onto a hovering board over the soul fighting arena saw the spectators' excitement reaching its peak and knew it was time for him to make his entrance!

With an elegant adjustment of the chrysanthemum-patterned sunglasses on his face, he declared loudly and passionately, "Hello, dear audience, I am the handsome young commentator, Jia Le, responsible for this soul fighting match!"

In a flash, the audience below was ignited with rage…

This guy was infamous at the grand soul fighting arena for his 'poisonous milk' commentary! Anyone he praised almost never won! Even the side with a huge advantage would end up losing!

As a result, his reputation in the grand soul fighting arena was quite bad, but because his commentary was outstanding, no one had fired him from the arena!

"Cut the crap and get started already!"

"Exactly, where is that guy named Nine-Hearted Begonia? Why hasn't he appeared on stage yet? Could it be that he has chickened out at the last minute?"

"Shut your mouth! It was your damn 'poisonous milk' last time that made us lose a fortune in golden soul coins!"

Looking at the audience who were all cursing him, Jia Le just laughed out loud and shamelessly said, "Seeing such an intense welcome from everyone, it seems commentating this match will be very interesting."

"Do you even have any shame? Who the hell is welcoming you?"

"Just get off the stage already! I want someone else!"

"Damn it, I've never seen someone so shamelessly thick-skinned!"

Jia Le simply ignored these people and turned his suspicious gaze to the Coffin Bearer's opponent. Upon seeing a slightly shorter kid, he exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, the Coffin Bearer's opponent has appeared, huh? But isn't he a bit too young? Could he be a disciple from that sect?"

Xu Sheng, hearing Jia Le's commentary, his face darkened in an instant, and then glanced at the latter, irritably saying, "This guy, does he even know how to speak?"

So what if I'm a little younger?

People watching the fight from below looked up at Xu Sheng on stage, who wasn't even half their height, and scolded, "What the hell? Is Nine-Hearted Begonia just some slightly handsome brat? Is this some kind of joke?"

A man with a sleazy face had greed flickering in his eyes, and rubbing his palms together, he joyfully said, "Looks like it's a sure win today, definitely going to make a killing!"

The woman next to him showed boundless disappointment, shaking her head, "The grand soul fighting arena is really getting lax, letting kids like this on stage. And this match is supposed to be at the Soul Ancestor level!"

The Coffin Bearer, draped in a black robe, with blood-red eyes fixed on Xu Sheng, spoke in an incredibly hoarse voice, "I take no interest in kids, and taking your life would give me no sense of achievement. Just scram."

Xu Sheng squinted his eyes and then displayed an innocuous smile, casually saying, "What a coincidence, I'm not interested in you either, after all, I've never faced such a weak opponent."

The Coffin Bearer's whole body trembled, and his tone gradually mixed with a few strands of fierce intent to kill, "Boy! You're courting death! I was going to let you off, but now, prepare to face your demise!!"

I thought of sparing this kid's life because he's a child! Seems there's no need for that now!

He will use his own coffin to wrap the corpse of this brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!!

Xu Sheng yawned, then lazily replied, "If you can pull that off."

Jia Le clapped enthusiastically, "It seems both sides are filled with fighting spirit, so please get ready for battle. The fight will start in ten seconds…"

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

…

"Two."

"One, begin!"

The Coffin Bearer fiercely stamped his left foot and coldly said, "Hmph, kid, let me show you what real power is!"

He spread his arms wide and slowly materialized a massive coffin in front of him with his bare hands, placing it before himself.

Four gleaming soul rings slowly emerged from under his feet…

"White, yellow, yellow, purple... not even reaching the standard Soul Ring Configuration!"

When Jia Le caught sight of the white soul ring, a look of disdain flickered in his eyes, then it passed swiftly, followed by an excited feign, "Our Coffin Bearer has revealed his four soul rings! To think he's a forty-level Soul Ancestor! This is getting interesting!"

The first soul ring is just a 10-year soul ring, which is proof enough of this person's lack of talent, even extremely poor...

I'm guessing the person under that gloomy black robe is already fifty or sixty years old...

Although the Coffin Bearer's first soul ring might be a laughing stock, the people below were still overwhelmingly one-sided in their discussions...

After all, a forty-level Soul Ancestor, even with a 10-year soul ring, had killed people of the same rank...

Opposed to that stands merely a wet-behind-the-ears kid; no need to even watch this round to know who'll win...

"It seems I bet right; even though the Coffin Bearer's first soul ring is 10 years, he's definitely not to be underestimated," one said.

"Exactly, how could he have defeated, even killed, others who are also forty-level Soul Ancestors if he didn't possess considerable strength!" another agreed.

Xu Sheng, upon seeing the lonely 10-year soul ring emitting a white glint, stifled his laughter and clapped his hands in awe, "Wow, I can't believe there's actually someone whose first soul ring is a 10-year one. You really are something..."

Listening to Xu Sheng's mocking tone, the Coffin Bearer couldn't help feeling both angry and humiliated, that 10-year soul ring being the pain of his life due to his indeed poor talent!

Holding back the urge to rip Xu Sheng apart, he said coldly, "Boy... how dare you insult me like this! Quick, show your soul rings, I can't wait to tear you apart!"

"Want to see my soul rings? Fine, I'll satisfy you!" Xu Sheng's lips curled up on stage...

Wanting to see his soul rings so badly, of course, he had to oblige...

And of course, it was rather fun to give his weak little spirit a bit of a shock as well...

The next moment, with a light stretch of his palm, the Nine-Hearted Begonia bloomed in his hand, trembling with an infinite bloody aura...

The scope of the blood-red light was so vast that it brought a chilling and oppressive atmosphere to the entire grand soul fighting arena...

The Coffin Bearer on the other side, however, was staring at Xu Sheng with a sneer of contempt...

This kid was so young that his Soul Power level was at most that of a Grand Soul Master, and he could by no means be a match for him!

But then, his expression gradually became rigid, and his gaze shifted from disdain to thick fear...

He stumbled back a few steps, his face betraying his terror—what had he just seen?

Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!!!

Yes, Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

This child, not even ten years of age, was not only a Soul Ancestor but also possessed the terrifying Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings for each and every soul ring!!!

Four soul rings floated up from beneath Xu Sheng's feet, and he asked with a smile on his face, "How about it? Didn't you want to see my soul rings?"

Since participants in Soul Fighting cover their faces with specially made eyewear, Xu Sheng wasn't worried about revealing his identity!

The Coffin Bearer tried to speak but found the words stuck tight in his throat, unable to make a sound.

It was Jia Le instead who, as if his emotions were ignited, roared passionately, "Fellow spectators! This child is a Soul Ancestor! Moreover, his Soul Ring Configuration far exceeds the limit attainable by regular Soul Masters – four Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!!"

A burly man with a stubbled face suddenly stood up from his seat, rubbed his eyes, and stared intently at the four pitch-black soul rings under Xu Sheng's feet, and said in terror, "Are... Are you kidding me? Four... Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings..."

The man beside him kept muttering in disbelief, "This can't be possible! Impossible!"

"Even a Titled Douluo can't achieve such a Soul Ring Configuration, right? At forty-level to have four Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, if he grows up... what..."

"Looks like the Coffin Bearer is done for this time; this kind of opponent has already crushed him to the point of no resistance!"

In an instant, Xu Sheng became the focus of the entire soul fighting arena!