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Wanna read a story full of epic fights, trolling and beauties chasing MC as well as of heartfelt comradeship, then my friend this story is just for you. Also this is a translation of a Chinese fan fiction, I am not the author. But rest assured that the translation will be very good not like MTL poison. I do not own this fan fiction as well as Douluo Dalu novel as it belong to it's respective author.

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Chapter 65.

E/N : Namaste! And Happy Diwali everyone.

Most of you might not know but I live in India and am Hindu, and it's DIWALI today. People give each other sweets on this day but I can't to all of you, that's why, I am going to give you all a Diwali bonus.

I'll release six chapters today's simultaneously.

Hope you all enjoy. Happy Diwali once again all of you.

Your Allfather Author - PrimorDious. Peace Out✌.

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Meanwhile, in a VIP room on the battlefield, a remarkably handsome young man observed the matches below. He was accompanied by two enigmatic and formidable individuals on either side.

After a while, the room's door opened as an elderly man in the robe of a Soul Hall Bishop entered. He spoke with great respect, "Your Royal Highness, Li Jian has been arranged to participate in the competition. He's one of the most talented genius we've discovered in the Soul Hall in recent years. He possesses innate full soul power, awakened abilities, wields a potent offensive martial souo and at the age of thirty, he has yet to taste defeat in ten consecutive battles, maintaining a continuous winning streak."

The young man nodded in acknowledgement and inquired, "What about his soul rings?"

"The first spirit ring is from a 400-year-old Blood Thorn and the second is from an 800-year-old Blood Demon Bear. Both are extraordinary soul beasts." the bishop promptly reported.

The young man then seemed to recollect something, furrowing his brow as he asked, "Speaking of which, Bishop Jie Ke, that child I had you secretly observe should be twelve years old now, correct? How is he progressing?"

Bishop Jie Ke was momentarily taken aback by the question. It dawned on him that six years ago, he had traveled to the remote Nuoding City with this royal figure beside him. There, the local branch hall master had mentioned a genius child. However, it turned out to be a false lead and the individual in question had shown no aptitude for a genius soul master. After wasting an entire day, his Royal Highness had extended his compassion and granted him a special token from the Soul Hall.

Clearing his throat, Bishop Jie Ke hesitated, "I've been occupied with numerous matters lately and haven't had the chance to follow up on it for a while..."

Bishop Jie Ke was left in a state of anxiety and begged for forgiveness as he knelt before the young man.

The young man sighed, deciding to let the matter slide. However, his mind drifted back to the child he had once observed.

In his recollection, the child possessed clear, albeit young, eyes and a distinctive face. At the tender age of six, he had displayed full soul power and wielded a martial soul with a beautiful golden flower. Yet, a critical error had occurred during the soul ring choosing process and the child had absorbed the soul ring of a soul beast of age more than he can handle. It had resulted in the backlash of the soul ring, leading to a gradual decline in the child's lifespan. Ultimately, he would become an ordinary individual with a significantly shortened lifespan, especially if he abstained from using his martial soul. The youth wondered if the child might still be alive today.

However, Bishop Jie Ke's negligence had clearly neglected any hopes of following up on the child's progress. The young man shook his head, somewhat disappointed.

He had no interest in the ongoing battles below, they held no appeal for him. His sole reason for coming to the Kingdom of Balak had been Bishop Jacques's claim of discovering a genius.

On the arena platform, a middle-aged man, wielding a large microphone, announced loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, for our fourth match in the 14th Arena, we have a one-on-one soul battle between two 30th-level soul masters! They are both at the pinnacle of the 30th level! In the red corner, we have Thor, the auxiliary system soul master with the martial soul Scarlet Lotus! And in the blue corner, we have Li Jian, the soul master wielding the Blood Sword! It's an incredible clash between Thor, who holds a record of zero wins and Li Jian, with a ten-game winning streak! Who will come out on top? Will it be Thor, the auxiliary system soul master with an unblemished record or the offensive soul master Li Jian with ten consecutive victories? Let's watch to find out."

The announcement reverberated through the entire Soul Arena, igniting excitement among the spectators. A showdown between a zero-record auxiliary system soul master, Thor and the offensive soul master, Li Jian, with ten consecutive wins was a spectacle worth witnessing. Could Li Jian maintain his unblemished record or would Li Jian's winning streak break? The anticipation was palpable.

Inside the Fourteenth Soul Arena.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but comment on Wang Feng's peculiar alias, Thor and his mysterious appearance with a mask. She found it intriguing. They had all completed their own battles earlier and Xiao Wu had been paired with a soul master named Qing Bao, while Tang San had directly faced off against Zhu Zhuqing.

Ma Hongjun expressed his astonishment at Li Jian's ten consecutive victories, noting the substantial point gains he would achieve if he won. To be precise, Li Jian would score at least fifty-five points for his streak. Winning this battle would secure him a total of one hundred and fifty-five points, earning him a Bronze Fighting Soul badge.

The group of friends observed the two combatants, Li Jian and Thor (Wang Feng), with keen interest. Li Jian was dressed in red and had a stern expression. On the other side, Wang Feng, with the alias Thor, donned a mask as was customary in the Soul Arena if you want to maintain privacy regarding your personal information.

Dai Mubai shared his insights, explaining that these individuals were likely top-tier talents of their level. After reaching level 30, they deliberately held off acquiring a soul ring and chose to hone their skills through battles. This way, they could challenge level 30 spirit masters intentionally. However, Dai Mubai found Li Jian's ten consecutive wins somewhat exaggerated.

Tang San was puzzled by the notion of a fierce battle. A soul master at the same level as Feng'ge? From his perspective, Wang Feng should easily sweep aside any opponent at his level. What could make it a fierce battle?

"This is Feng'ge's debut. Can he possibly compete with a soul master who boasts ten consecutive victories at the same rank?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but express her bewilderment. 

"The Qingbao I crossed paths with had an average track record."

Tang San eased her perplexity. "Don't worry, brother Feng will esily win, did you forget about his battle with teacher Zhao Wuji, who was a Soul Saint of rank 76, while this Li Jian is merely a Soul Grandmaster at level 30. Though you're right regarding the opponents we faced weren't particularly strong or had any strong winning streak like this Li Jian."

Dai Mubai also cleared things up, "That's because you guys haven't grasped the essence of the Soul Arena. It's not bound to any single faction. It was established collaboratively by the seven most prestigious soul master clans across the entire continent. In other words, it's a stage where genius soul masters from any faction can appear. It's a fair playing field!"

"In the arena, we'll encounter formidable soul masters from every corner of the world, thanks to a unique matchmaking system. You never know who you'll face but that's part of the excitement. Everyone's on an equal footing."

Dai Mubai's explanation left Tang San and Xiao Wu intrigued. After understanding the concept better, Tang San couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. This grand arena was indeed a remarkable place to hone one's ability!

"We can even indulge in some gambling here." Dai Mubai added. 

"If you have enough gold soul coins, you can try your luck. The Blood Sword Li Jian is particularly popular. Even though it's a gambling area, it's a splendid spectacle!" Ma Hongjun chuckled and strolled toward another area. 

"Considering the level of competition here, Wang Feng's odds should be pretty high. I'm putting my money on him to win, perhaps I'll strike it rich!"

Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled with excitement upon hearing this and she hurriedly followed Ma Hongjun to the gambling counter. Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, casting a glance at Wang Feng in the fighting arena below and then decided to join them at the gambling counter.

Tang San, on the other hand, shook his head, not particularly interested in the gambling scene. Zhu Zhuqing stood by his side, her gaze fixed on the upcoming battle.

All eyes were fixed on the battlefield below because an epic clash was about to unfold!

In the Arena of Souls, the circular seats were filled with countless spectators, all of whom were shouting and cheering with boundless enthusiasm. While the fourteenth division didn't have a large contingent of supporters initially, the appearance of this enigmatic sword-wielding figure named Li Jian changed everything.

As soon as Wang Feng stepped into the arena, the previously empty seats around him quickly filled up with eager onlookers.

"This Li Jian must be quite the sensation in the Great Arena." Wang Feng thought to himself as he wore his mask and made his deliberate entrance. The surrounding lights cast a brilliant glow, illuminating the Soul Arena as brightly as daylight. Wang Feng could see the excited and wild expressions on the faces of the audience all around him and it brought a sense of familiarity.

"In the S8 World Championship finals, I saw similar expressions on the faces of many spectators." Wang Feng sighed inwardly. Even though he had entered the Douluo world, many aspects of it reminded him of his past life.

Amidst the deafening cheers and shouts of the crowd, the excitement continued to build, like an unstoppable wave crashing upon the shore!

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