Chapter 13: He doesn’t think he is the protagonist, right?

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was suppressing his anger at the moment, Zhao Ling felt numb. He called up the diary panel and complained crazily.

[Family members, who knows? As soon as I arrived at Soto City's Great Soul Fighting Arena, I met that sand sculpture of Yu Xiaogang... I didn't expect him to be so good at this time. 】

[A soul master who is less than level 20 runs to challenge a soul master who is level 30. How dare he? Who gave him the courage? Is that Liang XX? 】

[If his opponent hadn't been keeping his hand, I'm afraid this guy wouldn't have been able to survive three rounds, right? 】

[Now that you’ve been kicked off the ring, why don’t you get out of here and stand there in disgrace, being ridiculed by the audience? Did he think he was one of those protagonists? 】

[No way, no way? This guy doesn’t really think he’s the protagonist, does he? After suffering all the cynicism from the melon-eating masses, he roared angrily: Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty, and then turned against the wind and defeated everything. 】

[Please, you are not Tang San, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao. You don’t have any protagonist’s destiny. You are just the protagonist’s teacher. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? 】

[Tsk, tsk, it seems that he hasn't been beaten by society at this time, and he doesn't know how to recognize the fact that he is a waste. 】

[How about I help others, 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'll stab him to death with one finger, so I'd better let him continue to be in the second grade... Haha. 】

After complaining on the diary panel, Zhao Ling quickly clicked upload, and immediately received the system's reward, which was an 8-year-old head soul bone. The moment it was obtained, the head soul bone was absorbed into in his body.

After absorbing this 8-year-old head soul bone, Zhao Ling not only felt that his spiritual sea was much clearer, but his thinking was also more sensitive than before.

Perhaps because of his relatively high level, his soul power level did not increase by one level after absorbing this soul bone. It only made his soul power slightly more refined 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 didn't know, but as a soul skill that comes with an 80,000-year-old soul bone, it is definitely not bad.

However, Zhao Ling was a little dissatisfied with the system award. He had already been given an 80,000-year-old soul bone, so why not just add an extra 20,000 years and just give him a 100,000-year-old soul bone? How cool would it be if it were a hundred thousand year old soul bone in the head.

Listen, look, does this guy speak human language? This is probably the kind of person She Tun Xiang is talking about who is greedy and insufficient.

When Zhao Ling complained about the system rewards, A Yin beside him saw that the diary was suddenly updated, and quickly opened the illusory diary with his mind to read it.

She felt that this "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary" was only visible to her anyway, so she didn't have to worry about being seen by Zhao Ling and others, so she didn't have to worry about exposing the secret.

It's just that the content of this update has nothing to do with her. It's all about the guy named Yu Xiaogang who was kicked down just now. She curled her lips and covered the "Diary Copy" with her mind.

After these two days of observation, she was able to confirm one thing. Zhao Ling could indeed write a diary through mental power or thoughts, without the need for pen, ink, paper and inkstone. What a magical ability...

At the same time, Bibi Dong, who was in the VIP area, was still feeling disappointed because she could not find Zhao Ling, when she suddenly saw her diary updated.

She quickly opened the illusory diary with her mind, and the contents on it made her beautiful eyes light up instantly.

That guy Zhao Ling is here, that guy is finally here, and he must be around the ring now. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the crowded crowd again, but the still dark crowd dazzled her.

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

Bibi Dong pondered for a while, and suddenly the corners of her mouth turned up. By the way, isn't there 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 climbed up, with a look on his face and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall watched Bibi Dong walking towards Yu Xiaogang with the silk handkerchief, but they didn't think there was anything strange about it.

After all, she has always been gentle and kind. Even if she saw an injured kitten or puppy on the roadside, she would not hesitate to help treat it, let alone the injured person.

But Bibi Dong walked very fast and quickly approached the embarrassed Yu Xiaogang. She wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief and asked him coldly.

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

Her simple words caused Yu Xiaogang to fall into a sluggish state. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful girl in front of him, and his little heart could not help but beat faster.

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

This girl made him feel like an angel descended from heaven, appearing in front of him when he was most helpless and hesitant, healing his wounds that were already riddled with holes.

When the surrounding audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but cast envious and jealous glances at Yu Xiaogang.

This, this embarrassing guy, how could he be treated like this? None of the other losers who were kicked off the ring were treated like this.

Ju Douluo's face became a little strange, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the other people in Wuhun Hall looked at Bibi Dong with admiration.

Sure enough, she was still the same as they remembered her, so pure and kind, and she would not hesitate to be gentle even when facing injured strangers...

At this moment, Bibi Dong carefully sensed the strange looks from all directions. She believed that with how much Zhao Ling coveted her, he would never see her and Yu Xiaogang interact too much.

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

Zhao Ling felt something bad when she saw the extremely beautiful young woman in a purple dress approaching Yu Xiaogang with a noble and elegant temperament.

"Fuck...fuck? Difficult, is this woman Bibi Dong? Am I a step too late? At this time, Bibi Dong has already met Yu Xiaogang, wuwuwu... didn't the system say there is still one day left? Why? What's going on."

Zhao Ling was so angry that he went crazy. Bibi Dong was as beautiful as A Yin when she was a girl, especially the nobility radiating from the inside out, the sense of sanctity that could be seen from a distance but not played with. It is simply the white moonlight that is beyond the reach of most men.