Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

Everyone understood Yu Xiaogang's intention; their ages were indeed too young. Especially with talents like Yun Feng and Xiao Wu, who had reached the levels of Soul Ancestor and Soul Elder at just twelve years old, their existence was astonishing in the world of soul masters. If they became famous in the Great Spirit Arena, Spirit Hall would likely be the first to come knocking.

Yun Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw Yu Xiaogang bring out the masks. After all, he was part of Spirit Hall himself. Although he hadn't revealed it, he knew Spirit Hall was aware of Tang San and the others. However, due to Bibi Dong's preoccupation with Yu Xiaogang, they hadn't intervened.

Bibi Dong hoped Yu Xiaogang would return after fulfilling his aspirations, but Yu Xiaogang was unlikely to comply with her wishes. Yun Feng had no intention of addressing this, as it aligned with his interests.

The girls frowned upon seeing Yu Xiaogang's masks. "So ugly!"

Yu Xiaogang wanted to retort, but the sting on his face kept him silent. At this moment, Yun Feng pulled out a few masks from his storage ring.

"If you find those ugly, you can use the ones I prepared."

The masks from Yun Feng were in a different league than Yu Xiaogang's, and the girls eagerly discarded the latter for the former. Yu Xiaogang wanted to mention they were custom-made, but in Yun Feng's presence, he held back. He needed Yun Feng's cooperation and didn't want to cause trouble, especially after the incident with Dai Mubai.

To maintain their best condition, everyone stayed at the hotel, cultivating their soul power while waiting for nightfall. From Iron Spirit Badge to Bronze required 100 points, and to Silver, it was 1,000. They had a long way to go to reach the second phase training target.

As night fell, the Soto Great Spirit Arena buzzed with its usual evening excitement. Crowds gathered from all directions, drawn by the traditional and beloved entertainment. The arena attracted both wealthy patrons and ordinary citizens, offering an array of tickets, including affordable ones for the less affluent, allowing them to indulge in the spectacle of soul master battles.

Although the cheaper tickets only granted access to ordinary battles, seeing soul masters in action still satisfied many people's vanity. The wealthy, however, relished the more spectacular matches and often engaged in high-stakes betting organized by the arena, making it a battleground for the rich and noble.

As the routine battles were about to begin, the one-on-one and two-on-two preliminary matches were set to commence. The most exciting team battles would follow these events. At this moment, a group caught the attention of those preparing to enter the arena—a team of eight, all wearing masks.

These masks were a sight to behold; the men's were ugly, while the women's were dazzlingly elegant. The contrast was stark, with their attire ranging from opulent to simple, as if they were a makeshift troupe thrown together at the last minute.

This group was none other than the students and teachers from Shrek Academy, heading to the thirteenth sub-arena. As planned, they registered using their Iron Spirit Badges. Under Yu Xiaogang's guidance, the five participating in both one-on-one and two-on-two battles informed the staff to avoid scheduling conflicts.

The staff adjusted the timings to prevent overlap and allowed them to change their badge names, hiding their true identities with new titles. This cost each of them ten gold soul coins, but without the need for re-registration, it wasn't too expensive. A single victory would cover the expense.

Xiao Wu, having surpassed level thirty and currently not on good terms with Tang San, teamed up with Oscar for the two-on-two battles before splitting for the one-on-one. Tang San, meanwhile, had no choice but to partner with Dai Mubai, feeling the pressure.

It wasn't Tang San who felt the pressure but Dai Mubai, given Tang San's current stature as a Soul Master.

Flender and Zhao Wuji accompanied the larger group to the one-on-one battle area, while Yu Xiaogang followed Tang San and Dai Mubai to the two-on-two area. Their battle was scheduled as the second match in the thirteenth sub-arena's two-on-two division.

Soon, it was their turn to take the stage. Yu Xiaogang sat in the spectator area among the crowd. Being a weekend, the arena was packed with spectators, mostly ordinary citizens, already excited by the first match.

Tang San and Dai Mubai's team, being newcomers, didn't command much attention or applause from the audience. Yun Feng watched intently from above as the duo entered, eager to learn from the combat experience.

Yun Feng wasn't just there to spectate; he had signed up for a one-on-one match. However, the Soto Great Spirit Arena was a bit lacking in higher-level Soul Ancestor battles, which required advance booking and promotion.

Despite these challenges, Yun Feng agreed to participate. His identity as a newcomer was a major attraction in itself. He chose not to conceal his identity for specific reasons, unconcerned about the consequences.

After all, his background wasn't limited to Spirit Hall; he also had ties to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.