"Why don't you pick a different one?"
Supervisor Nangong seemed to be giving a reminder.
But in reality, it was worry.
With Xiong Jun's glorious record, the audience would bet entirely in his favor.
But Zhuge Lan just smiled.
Cruelty, nice.
This way he could go all out.
"No need. This one's fine."
Supervisor Nangong nodded, saying nothing further.
Perhaps this young man really had confidence.
Or maybe it was just youthful recklessness.
None of this concerned him.
What mattered now—was the odds.
He glanced at Zhuge Lan. Fearless.
Hmm.
Then just raise it a little—maybe there'd be a surprise.
Very soon.
"Contestant 'Your Old Father,' please prepare. You're up next."
Zhuge Lan stood, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Took a long detour, but still managed to sneak in?
On the arena, Xiong Jun was already waiting.
Not the imagined hulking bear of a man, but a lean middle-aged fighter.
Seeing Zhuge Lan's youth, he didn't shout or challenge.
Just a cold glare, scanning up and down.
It reminded Zhuge Lan of a certain human culinary master—Hannibal.
Disgusting.
By now, Zhuge Lan stopped pretending.
The referee was still introducing both sides.
He summoned the Saint's Eye from his left eye, murmuring soul incantations.
"What is filial piety?"
"What is love?"
This blatant "jumping the gun" made the referee pause mid-sentence.
Glowering at Zhuge Lan, displeased.
"Contestant, stop your actions!"
"The duel hasn't even started! Preparations like this are forbidden!"
This warning.
Most eyes in the arena turned to Zhuge Lan.
The soul-guided camera switched focus to him.
The Soul Saint in charge of arena order slowly moved closer.
Everyone instinctively assumed Zhuge Lan was just nervous and starting early.
No one took it seriously.
Only Supervisor Nangong, staring at that familiar golden light.
Something's off!
This golden light is… wrong!!!
How is it so similar to what HQ described?!
He hurriedly closed his eyes and shouted to pause the match—
Too late.
"Strong Identification Technique!"
Brilliant golden light flooded every corner of the arena.
Two-million-year-tier quality no longer needed eye contact; even with eyes tightly shut, Supervisor Nangong's belly expanded.
Pain tore through his lower body, wave after wave.
His mind went blank!
It's over!
It really was Zhuge Lan!
He'd accepted his golden card—so why disguise himself to sneak in?
—No sense of martial virtue!
But no matter what.
He understood he was finished.
In every sense.
Suddenly!
He forced his body to crawl toward the arena exit.
—The intel mentioned that this bizarre pregnancy was only the first step; he also had the ability to lay eggs!
Thinking about his own backside possibly being stretched to the size of a head,
He gritted his teeth, tightening up.
Crawling desperately!
His career was finished.
He couldn't let his backside endure this inhuman torment!
Only—
Zhuge Lan's combo had been upgraded!
Multi-colored lights replaced the golden glow.
Supervisor Nangong lost control of his body. What had been crawling a moment ago, now straightened upright with a thud.
He turned frantically to look.
Zhuge Lan was stepping on a spinning disco ball, rhythm pulsating from his body.
Supervisor Nangong immediately burst into tears!
Just days ago, the army and soul beast tide—dancing together in chaotic scenes—was still vivid.
At least they were enjoying themselves while moving.
Why on his side… was it a big belly bouncing around?
To Zhuge Lan's surprise, among the victims were… his "fans"!
"Hiss—"
"Is that Zhuge Lan's… dancing domain?"
"Awesome!"
"I've been learning that slide step, but I can't get it right!"
"Rigid dance is the coolest!"
"Of course, gotta dance the Prince's hip-swinging dance!"
"Actually, that little Little Apple one… seems good too?"
"Why… why is it with a big belly?"
Zhuge Lan was stunned!
Fans? Really?
Well.
Their dreams were probably about to be shattered.
Because the song he was about to perform was:
"Ah oh"
"Ah oh eh"
"Ah si de ah si de"
The uneasy lyrics hit, and everyone collapsed!
No!
This isn't a song!
It's a ghostly scream!!!
So.
The people in the central arena, with big bellies, listened uneasily, tears streaming as they moved to the rhythm.
—The dream dance was gone, only pure physical and mental torment remained.
Even Zhuge Lan clicked his tongue in disbelief.
—Am I too devilish?
Hmm.
At least let them enjoy a little.
"Bone Skill · Saint Light Domain!"
But Zhuge Lan forgot.
This move comes with forced undressing!
"Ah~~~"
"Oh~~~"
"Wuwuwu~~~"
Zhuge Lan: .
Too shocking for the eyes.
Even he, abandoning his bottom line, felt a bit guilty.
So.
He closed his eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.
What?
Let them go?
These are emotional points!
Even if Snow Night Emperor arrived, they'd have to keep playing and dancing!
Perhaps they were "unlucky."
The next few random songs were a little strange.
[Itch]
[Fox Call]
[Gangnam Style]
[Fahai You Don't Understand Love]
In the end, Zhuge Lan gave up entirely. Fine.
Half an hour later.
Emotional points halved. Zhuge Lan continued to the next step.
His right eye shone silver; the Devil Eye emerged.
"What is strong?"
"What is weak?"
"Feel the sorrow of the weak!"
"Weakness Stripping Technique!"
The dancing crowd's bellies began to sag.
Girls in front, boys behind.
Screaming, they wailed again.
The song hit its climax—a spinning leap.
"Pfft—"
"Pfft—"
"Pfft—"
A pile of eggs was laid.
One minute later.
The Devil Eye absorbed all the light points.
Zhuge Lan retracted all abilities except Saint Light Domain.
Checked his balance.
[Emotional Points: 1,2860,2513]
Earned nearly 30 million emotional points.
Truly worthy of the capital's duel arena; much grander than little Bosuto City.
By precedent.
Zhuge Lan should have just patted his butt and left.
The mess would be cleaned up by someone else.
But.
Zhuge Lan had learned a trick from Shrek Academy—know how to PUA!
Give enough sweet treats, and someone will line up to take the hits.
Now, Shrek's teachers and students, knowing Zhuge Lan loved chaos, always participated painfully but happily.
Because they knew, benefits would come.
So, give a little reward.
Let the "Duel Arena Playground" become a "sustainable project."
What to give…
Over ninety percent of the audience were ordinary people below level 20.
What tempted them most?
Power!
But trade-ins for strength were sold at high prices by the system.
Then only…
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