On the way back.
Dugu Yan asked curiously, "That silver card was a gift from the Crown Prince?"
Two thousand gold coins is a sum no ordinary Spirit Grandmaster could produce, let alone a common Spirit Elder.
As far as Dugu Yan knew, Yang Yuan came from a poor background.
Therefore, that silver card could only have been bestowed by the Crown Prince.
What made Dugu Yan grumble was:
If the silver card really had come from the Crown Prince, he was being far too stingy.
A mere two thousand gold coins to recruit a top-tier Prodigy like Yang Yuan?
Yang Yuan shook his head.
"No, it was a gift from a friend at my ElementarySpirit Master Academy."
Dugu Yan came to a sudden realization.
"No wonder—if the Crown Prince wanted to recruit Yang Yuan, he'd never be so shabby."
Yang Yuan smiled and said, "I'm not interested in money, but since this silver card was given by a friend, I've been wondering how to return the favor."
"The money I win here in duels will serve as interest for my friend."
Yang Yuan had always drawn a clear line between kindness and enmity.
Although the two thousand gold coins Xiao Chenyu had given him were of no real use, he kept the goodwill in his heart.
After hearing this, Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes sparkled.
Yang Yuan's loyalty to his friends made her admire him even more.
Still, she teased, "Aren't you afraid of losing everything in a gamble?"
"Lose everything?"
"That would require me to lose first!"
"And I—"
"will never lose!"
Brilliant light erupted from Yang Yuan's dual pupils, and his body radiated an aura that even moved Dugu Yan.
He was supremely confident, as if everything were under his control.
It was the first time Dugu Yan had seen Yang Yuan display such a bearing.
Before they knew it, the two arrived at a segregated section of the spectator stands.
Teacher Wang and the rest of Heavenly Grade Class One were there.
Seeing Dugu Yan and Yang Yuan arrive, Teacher Wang smiled and asked, "How did registration go?"
"I'm on Douhun Platform Seven, fifth match this afternoon."
"Good; use the time to watch others fight and build real combat experience."
Yang Yuan nodded.
The Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena had thirty-six Douhun Platforms, allowing thirty-six simultaneous matches.
He could use his dual pupils to copy fighting techniques, combat experience, even Spirit Abilities from these frequent duels.
Forge thousands of Spirit Abilities and open an entirely new path.
Others might lack that ability, but not Yang Yuan.
Even the strongest power needed constant development.
Though Yang Yuan possessed the bug-level Spirit of dual pupils, he had barely scratched the surface of its potential.
Time flew.
Members of Heavenly Grade Class One stepped onto the platforms one after another.
Though Heaven Dou Academy students lacked real combat experience, their Spirit quality and spirit ring quality were excellent.
Moreover, these weren't unrestricted death-matches, so their win rate wasn't low.
Out of forty students, only a quarter lost their matches.
Of course, there was another reason for the high win rate.
Apart from Yang Yuan, every Heavenly Grade Class One student was at least Rank 25.
Their opponents ranged from Rank 21 to Rank 29 Spirit Grandmasters.
Dugu Yan, the Shi Family Brothers, Yu Tianheng and the others took the stage in turn, defeating their opponents with ease.
Among the four, Yu Tianheng faced the highest-ranked opponent—a Rank 29 Black Panther Spirit Grandmaster.
That Black Panther Spirit Grandmaster had already achieved four consecutive victories in the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.
Yet against Yu Tianheng, who was one Rank lower, he couldn't last three moves.
After defeating his opponent, Yu Tianheng's gaze swept toward the Heavenly Grade Class One spectator area.
Those proud eyes were filled with provocation.
Sensing the stare, Yang Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"He's targeting me!"
"I don't remember ever offending him."
Though Yang Yuan dismissed the challenge, he was puzzled.
Just then, Dugu Yan leaned over with a charming smile.
"Younger Brother Yang Yuan, it's almost your turn."
"This is your first duel, with so many people watching—are you nervous?"
Looking at Dugu Yan's smiling face,
Yang Yuan suddenly understood everything.
So that was it!
Yu Tianheng was unhappy about Dugu Yan's attitude toward him.
Their eyes met across the arena, and Yang Yuan chuckled.
This guy clearly needs a spanking!
Soon,
Douhun Platform Seven, fifth match of the afternoon began.
Yang Yuan slowly stepped onto the stage as the announcer called his name.
As a complete newcomer, he had no fans; only a few Heavenly Grade Class One students shouted from the stands.
Dugu Yan focused all her attention on Platform Seven.
From the opposite passage, Yang Yuan's opponent slowly emerged.
The moment he appeared, the stands erupted in deafening cheers, startling even Heavenly Grade Class One.
Such a reaction meant Yang Yuan's opponent was no ordinary fighter.
Most likely, like Yu Tianheng's opponent, he had already racked up multiple victories in the arena.
Sure enough, the announcer proclaimed in an impassioned voice,
"Let us welcome the champion of seven straight one-on-one duels—Black Dragon!"
Seven consecutive wins!
Hearing that number, the students of Heavenly Grade Class One were shocked.
Seven victories in a row meant this opponent was probably another Rank 29 Spirit Grandmaster, like Yu Tianheng's.
And one with formidable combat strength.
Yang Yuan, on the other hand, was only Rank 24.
Though he had defeated Dugu Yan head-on,
everyone believed he had won mainly because his Spirit countered hers.
After all, who could have guessed Yang Yuan's Spirit granted Poison Immunity?
Even Dugu Yan's face showed worry.
Meanwhile, on the Douhun Platform,
Black Dragon stood opposite Yang Yuan. Upon seeing Yang Yuan's face, surprise flashed in his eyes, then complete relaxation.
While anyone who could be his opponent had to be above Rank 20,
how high could such a young kid's Rank possibly be?
Hadn't he just reached Rank 21 before running into him?
Looks like an easy win.
Cracking his neck, Black Dragon looked at Yang Yuan with mockery, contempt, and jealousy.
He had barely reached Rank 29 in his thirties, while this brat,
barely eight or nine, was already a Spirit Grandmaster?
Heaven was truly blind!
Yet he loved crushing so-called Geniuses who came to the Great Spirit Arena for experience.
Black Dragon enjoyed striking with full force, then trampling their dignity beneath his feet.
His savage, brutal style was wildly popular with the bloodthirsty crowd.
So when he cracked his neck, thunderous cheers exploded from every direction.
"Black Dragon, go!"
"Knock that green kid to the ground!"
(End of Chapter)
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