Tang San had already gotten used to it, after all, he often faced setbacks, while Dai Mubai and the others were envious and jealous one by one. The only one who could make these monsters envious and jealous was Ye Yu.
Flande said, "Xiao Yu, although you have the strength to fight above your level, the higher the soul power level, the bigger the gap between each level. It's not as simple as you think."
Ye Yu nodded, "Let's hope so."
Entering the Fighting Soul Arena, Ye Yu registered and received the Iron Fighting Soul Emblem, then prepared to start the one-on-one match.
The Fighting Soul Arena was large, with a hundred fighting soul platforms, each platform was like a small venue.
Before Ye Yu entered, he took out all his soul coins and bet on himself to win, naturally Tang San and the others also bet on Ye Yu.
Oscar and the others could hardly wait, they were about to become rich because information would report that Ye Yu was a support type while the opponent was an agile attack type. So, except for them, no one bet on Ye Yu to win, unless they were fools with too much money.
After Oscar and the others left happily, the counter staff sighed, "What fools with too much money."
After expressing disdain, the counter staff took out his living expenses for the month and bet on Ye Yu's opponent to win.
"I wasn't planning to bet, but since you bet so much, I can at least earn fifty gold soul coins!"
Originally thought everyone would bet on the agile attack type to win, with so few betting on Ye Yu, winning wouldn't mean much, but the total bets from Ye Yu and others reached two thousand gold soul coins. Among them, Ye Yu bet fifteen hundred.
Ye Yu entered platform twenty-seven, the host immediately shouted from above the platform, stirring the atmosphere.
"Next up is the one-on-one match at platform twenty-seven! All participants are Soul Venerables!"
Swoosh!
A black figure dashed to the platform so fast that the people onstage couldn't react.
It was an eighteen-year-old boy, small and thin, with a gaudy moustache, sneaky eyes.
Ye Yu muttered, "Turns out it was a person, I thought it was a big black rat darting across."
Ye Yu stepped onto the platform, and the host said, "Contestant Ye Yu is participating in the fighting soul match for the first time, I wonder if his first match will be a win or a loss. Introduce yourself first, then begin the match!"
The small man arrogantly said, "I am Lü Kuai! Level thirty-nine agile attack type War Soul Venerable! Participated in five fighting soul matches, five wins, zero losses!"
Ye Yu said, "I am Ye Yu, level forty support type Artifact Soul Venerable, this is the first match."
Hearing this, Lü Kuai was first shocked, Ye Yu looked so young, but was actually level forty?
"How can it be... could it be he just looks young?"
After the surprise, Lü Kuai thought no more, believing he was about to continue his winning streak.
Lü Kuai mocked, "You should just concede, although you're level forty, you're a support type, you're new here, but you don't even know basic common sense? Support types typically don't participate in one-on-one matches, that's just asking for abuse."
The audience roared with laughter.
"It's so rare for a support type to participate in one-on-one gaming."
"I think he's just here to waste money, I bet on Lü Kuai to win, and I'll make some living expenses."
"How did he study in school, doesn't he even know basic common sense?"
...
Lü Kuai showed no interest at all and said, "This battle bores me, facing a support type."
Ye Yu said, "I'm not interested either."
"Hmm?!"
Lü Kuai was stunned, he couldn't imagine Ye Yu saying such a thing.
"Humph! Pretending to be calm! Well then, I'll quickly end the battle to show you how foolish you are!"
Lü Kuai released his martial soul, and a large standing black rat emerged behind him, surrounded by three soul rings: yellow, yellow, and purple.
Such a soul ring configuration was already top-notch.
Lü Kuai activated the first soul ring, moved instantly, at a tremendous speed, transforming into a streak of black shadow and in a blink, reaching Ye Yu's back.
Lü Kuai sneered, "I'm a genius at school, and my martial soul is outstanding among speed soul beasts. My forte is speed. My attack and defense are weak, but I'm fast! Previous battles ended quickly, and facing a support type, it will end even faster!"
Lü Kuai reached Ye Yu's back, Ye Yu remained completely still, as if unsurprised, not reacting at all.
"Down you go!"
Lü Kuai prepared to punch, but Ye Yu suddenly moved!
Without turning, he struck backward with an elbow, and Lü Kuai behind him flew straight out, spitting blood...
Bang!
Lü Kuai landed off the platform, eyes wide with disbelief: "How is this possible..."
Lü Kuai was terrified, chest throbbing with pain, his blood surged.
Ye Yu sighed lightly, "You are indeed very fast."
At this moment, the entire venue was silent! Including the host, who was also stunned, taking a long time to announce the result.
Ye Yu reminded, "The match is over."
The host then regained his senses, extremely shocked.
"It's truly unbelievable, contestant Ye Yu has won, and it's a rapid victory!"
The audience was all dumbfounded, unwilling to believe it, and they questioned one after another.
"He surely is not a support type, but a strong attack type!"
"Right! He didn't even release his martial soul, nor use soul techniques. If he's a support type, how could he react and strike so quickly and powerfully, he must be strong attack type!"
"He misreported his information, this match is invalid!"
Everyone shouted angrily, after all, many of them had bet almost all their money on Lü Kuai to win.
Lü Kuai off the platform clutched his chest in pain and anger, "Yes, definitely not a support type! To capture my movement and then strike with such power, I don't believe he's a support type!"
The host didn't believe it either, but the information couldn't be false, registration was confirmed by staff beforehand, there wouldn't be mistakes.
The host shouted, "Everyone, calm down, the information can't be wrong, he is a support type."
"We don't believe it! It's impossible!"
"How could a support type have such strength, I don't believe it!"
"Let him release his martial soul and prove it!"
...
The host angrily called for calm in a deep voice, "Every registrant's information is verified meticulously, there are no errors, the match is over, everyone leave."
Lü Kuai was extremely unwilling, staring at Ye Yu: "If you're really a support type, then release your martial soul, if you don't, it means you lied!"
Ye Yu straightforwardly replied, "I didn't release my martial soul because defeating you didn't require it at all."
"You!!"
Lü Kuai was infuriated, almost spitting blood again.
Ye Yu said, "If I release my martial soul and use soul techniques, it won't just be a mouthful of blood, but you'd pass out and wouldn't recover for a month."
"Release your martial soul! I don't believe you're a support type, the Grand Fighting Soul Arena is fair but mistakes are possible. If you really are a support type, use a soul technique to hit me!"
Ye Yu asked back, "Are you sure?"