The group battle was still a little time away from starting.
At the betting counter, the attendant was tallying the wagers. The flow of bets had significantly decreased by this point.
“I’d like to place a bet, five times the odds on the Shrek Team.”
A clear, ethereal voice reached the attendant, who was busy tapping on her keypad. She looked up to see a girl in a black dress and with black hair, her face hidden behind a silver mask identical to those worn by the now-famous Shrek Team. The girl pushed a bag of gold soul coins across the counter towards her.
The attendant, finding the black-haired girl somewhat familiar, said hesitantly, “Certainly, I’ll need to register your name and the amount of soul coins.”
“Tang Mo, betting one hundred and twenty gold soul coins.”
Not only did she look similar, but she also shared the same surname?
As staff of the Grand Soul Arena, they naturally knew the real names behind the pseudonyms. To prevent troublemakers from the blacklist or those with ill intentions from causing issues, every Grand Soul Arena system was linked to the real-name registration information of soul masters with the Spirit Hall. Su Dan Novel Network.
However, for establishments that had been operating for so long with an excellent reputation, their confidentiality was also top-notch.
Even if you were from the Spirit Hall, you wouldn’t be given a guest’s real personal information unless they consented.
She glanced at the system page and saw the two players surnamed Tang registered within the Shrek Team. Sighing, she said, “Little sister, were you the one who came yesterday? Didn’t I tell you that participants cannot bet on their own team?”
“The one who came yesterday was my sister.” Tang Sui’s gaze shifted from the money bag to the attendant.
With just a glance, the moment her dark, deep eyes met the attendant’s, the attendant’s vision was as if covered by a black curtain. She could see nothing but darkness.
The fear of isolation washed over her like a tide, immense and overwhelming. The chilling sensation of suffocation nearly drowned her, drowning in the murky depths.
Only when Tang Sui calmly averted her gaze was the attendant released from that terrifying, deep vortex. She instinctively took a few deep breaths, but still, maintaining her professionalism, she suppressed her fear and said with a trembling voice, “Are you a soul master too?”
The girl before her felt completely different from the spirited young girl of yesterday, but… it could also be the effect of soul skills.
This job at the Grand Soul Arena was her only source of income; she couldn’t lose it!
Besides, she was inside the Grand Soul Arena. If the girl truly attacked her, others wouldn’t stand by idly!
With this thought, the attendant steadied herself. After the girl nodded gently, she bravely asked again, “Then, for both our convenience, could you please release your martial soul?”
If they were indeed two people, and twins at that, then it was reasonable to assume that if the sister was such an excellent soul master, the elder sister couldn't be ordinary.
One person could use soul skills to disguise their appearance, but a martial soul could not be faked.
Then, she saw the girl in front of her fall silent for a moment. Under the cover of her black dress, a wisp of black light flashed on the back of her left hand. The next second, a small, entirely black hammer appeared in her right hand, hovering in the air.
Despite releasing her martial soul, the hammer had no soul rings. The attendant’s eyes widened slightly, “This… your martial soul, it has no soul rings attached?”
Then, she saw the black-dressed girl slightly lower her head, her raven-black hair forming a melancholic arc in the air. Her voice was low, “Although we are sisters by blood, what I inherited… is our father’s martial soul…”
As soon as she said this, the attendant’s mind conjured up a melodramatic scene: “Heavens! The son-in-law is actually an ordinary iron hammer martial soul!” “Shocking! Twin sisters inherit their father’s common iron hammer martial soul!” “An unfair balance, will the sisters fight or love each other!?”
With her eyes cast down, unaware of the attendant’s dramatic internal monologue, Tang Sui silently counted to three before slowly raising her head, meeting the attendant’s pitying and sympathetic gaze.
Tang Sui: “……”
She retracted her Clear Sky Hammer. Fortunately, the mask on her face concealed her pale complexion, which had resulted from releasing the Clear Sky Hammer.
“May I register the bet now?”
Unaware of the melodramatic plot the attendant had conjured in her mind, Tang Sui asked again. The attendant nodded vigorously, casting a loving glance at Tang Sui. While registering her bet, she babbled, “Little girl, if you win your bet on the team, you can spend some gold soul coins to hire a team of soul masters to hunt soul rings for you.”
Seeing that this girl had missed the prime time for cultivation during childhood, perhaps if she were lucky, she could still embark on the path of cultivation and later strike back fiercely at those biased parents!
Tang Sui responded with a hum. She took the receipt from the attendant’s encouraging hand and left the Grand Soul Arena without looking back, her footsteps swift.
Then, blending into the night with her black dress, Tang Sui wove through alleys, and when she emerged again, her black dress had transformed into a grayish-blue one. With a slightly unsteady gait, she headed towards the Grand Soul Arena.
Yuan Mian, who had been observing Tang Sui’s actions, taunted her mentally, ‘Just for money, you resorted to using demonic power to disguise yourself and the Clear Sky Hammer. But you didn’t expect this, did you? Even with the demonic power as a buffer, you still can’t wield the Clear Sky Hammer.’
Tang Sui remained silent. Tang Sui chose to directly banish Yuan Mian into the mental black room, gagging him.
Hu Mian, watching from the sidelines, let out a chuckle in the quiet, dark space.
As expected, it was the smartest, hee hee~