Chapter 13 Doesn’t He Think He’s The Protagonist?

Looking at Yu Xiaogang who was trying hard to suppress his anger, Zhao Ling felt numb. He called out the diary panel and started to complain crazily.

[Who in the family understands? I just arrived at the Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena and I ran into that stupid Yu Xiaogang... I didn't expect him to be so stupid at this time. ]

[How dare a soul master who is less than level 20 challenge a soul master who is level 31? Who gave him the courage? Is that Liang XX?]

[If his opponent hadn't been holding back, I'm afraid this guy wouldn't have lasted even three rounds, right? ]

[Now that he's been kicked off the stage, why don't he just get out of here? Why is he standing there like an idiot, embarrassing himself and being mocked by the audience? Does he think he's the protagonist?]

[No way, no way? Doesn't this guy really think he's the protagonist? After enduring all the cynicism and ridicule from the crowd, he roared, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't despise the young and poor," and then turned the tide and beat everything. ]

[Come on, you are not Tang San, nor are you Tang Hao or Tang Xiao. You don't have any destiny to be a protagonist. You are just the protagonist's teacher. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty? ]

[Tsk tsk, it seems that he has not yet experienced the beatings of society and does not know the fact that he is a waste. ]

[How about I help him, let him understand the gap between himself and those geniuses, and let him study theoretical knowledge honestly? ]

[Uh, forget it, that guy is too weak. I'm afraid I can kill him with just one finger. Let him continue to be a chuunib... hehe.]

After complaining on the diary panel, Zhao Ling quickly clicked upload, and immediately received a reward from the system, which was an 80,000-year-old head soul bone. The moment he received it, the head soul bone was absorbed into his body.

After absorbing this 80,000-year-old head soul bone, Zhao Ling not only felt that his spiritual sea was much clearer, but his thinking was also more agile than before.

Perhaps because of his relatively high level, his soul power level did not increase by one level after absorbing this soul bone, but it only made his soul power slightly better than before.

This head soul bone also brought him a soul skill called the Realm of Illusion. Based on the name, Zhao Ling could guess that this must be a skill related to illusion.

As for the effect of this illusion, Zhao Ling was not sure, but as a soul skill that comes with an eighty thousand year soul bone, it must not be too bad.

However, Zhao Ling was somewhat dissatisfied with the system award. They had already given her an 80,000-year soul bone, so why not add another 20,000 years and directly give her a 100,000-year soul bone? How cool would it be if it was a 100,000-year head soul bone?

Listen to this, look at this, is this guy talking like a human being? This is probably the kind of person that is said to be greedy and wanting to swallow an elephant.

When Zhao Ling was complaining about the system rewards, Ah Yin beside him saw that the diary was suddenly updated, and hurriedly used his mind to open the virtual diary and began to read it.

She felt that since this copy of Zhao Ling's diary was only visible to herself, she didn't have to worry about it being seen by Zhao Ling or anyone else, so she didn't have to worry about it being exposed.

However, the content of this update had nothing to do with her. It was all about complaining about the guy named Yu Xiaogang who had just been kicked down. She curled her lips and covered the "Diary Copy" with her mind.

After two days of observation, she was sure of one thing: Zhao Ling could indeed write a diary through her mental power or thoughts, without the need for pen, ink, paper, or inkstone. It was truly a magical ability...

At the same time, Bibi Dong in the VIP area was still feeling disappointed because she hadn't found Zhao Ling, when she suddenly saw that her diary had been updated.

She quickly used her mind to open the illusory diary, and the contents on it made her beautiful eyes light up instantly.

Zhao Ling is here, he is finally here, and he must be around the ring now. Her beautiful eyes swept over the crowded crowd again, but the crowd was still so dark that she was dazzled.

There are people everywhere and no one can tell who is who. If you don't look particularly outstanding and don't have a special temperament that stands out from the crowd, you may indeed be thrown into the crowd and unrecognizable.

Bibi Dong pondered for a while, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled up. By the way, isn't there still Yu Xiaogang who can be used?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong stood up from her seat with a silk handkerchief in her hand, and walked quickly towards Yu Xiaogang, who had just crawled up, with a disheveled face and blood at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone in the Spirit Hall looked at Bibi Dong holding a silk handkerchief and walking towards Yu Xiaogang, but they didn't think there was anything strange about it.

After all, she has always been gentle and kind. Even if she sees injured kittens and puppies on the roadside, she will help without hesitation, not to mention injured people.

But Bibi Dong walked very quickly and approached the disheveled Yu Xiaogang quickly. She used a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked him coldly.

"Are you... okay? Why do you have to fight so hard?"

Her simple words made Yu Xiaogang suddenly fall into a daze. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful girl in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

He never thought that one day he would meet such a beautiful woman, especially when he was being laughed at and looked down upon by countless audiences.

This girl made him feel like an angel sent down from heaven. She appeared in front of him when he was most helpless and confused, and healed his wounds that had already been riddled with holes.

When the audience around saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at Yu Xiaogang with envy and jealousy.

Why did this disgraceful fellow receive such treatment? Other losers who were knocked off the stage had never received such treatment.

Ju Douluo's expression became a little strange, his brows were furrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking about. However, the other people in the Spirit Hall looked at Bibi Dong with admiration.

As expected, she was still the one they remembered, so pure, so kind, and she would not hesitate to show her tenderness even to injured strangers...

At this moment, Bibi Dong was carefully sensing the strange looks coming from all directions. She believed that with how much Zhao Ling coveted her, he would definitely not watch her and Yu Xiaogang have too much interaction.

Just as Bibi Dong expected, her method of using Yu Xiaogang to attract Zhao Ling's attention was undoubtedly effective.

When Zhao Ling saw the beautiful young woman in a purple dress, with a noble and elegant temperament, approaching Yu Xiaogang, she felt something was wrong.

"What the... What the hell? Could this woman be Bibi Dong? Am I a step too late? Bibi Dong has already met Yu Xiaogang at this time, wuwuwu... Didn't the system say that there is still one day left? What's going on?"

Zhao Ling was so angry that she was a little mad. Bibi Dong and Ah Yin were both incredibly beautiful when they were young girls. Especially the nobility that radiated from the inside out, the sacred feeling that could only be admired from afar but not desecrated. It was simply the white moonlight that was out of reach in the eyes of most men.