Sword Dao Tianchen

Flender looked at Ning Tianchen with approval. "Well said."

"This is your first time here, so you won't participate in Team Spirit Fights for now. Other than Support System Spirit Masters, everyone must take part in a one-on-one Spirit Fight tonight. Including Support System Spirit Masters, everyone must also fight one Two-on-Two Spirit Fight."

With that, Flender turned and left. He left it to them to decide how to arrange their Spirit Fights.

The only Support System Spirit Masters were Oscar and Ning Rongrong. There were eight people in the team, so there was no chance that anyone would be unable to participate in the Two-on-Two Spirit Fights.

There was no need to mention Tang San and Xiao Wu. Naturally, they were a pair.

Ning Rongrong had originally planned to team up with Ning Tianchen, but when she saw Dai Mubai wanted to partner with Zhu Zhuqing, she immediately changed her mind. "Tianchen Gege, I'll team up with Zhuqing. You can find someone else, okay?"

Ning Tianchen did not object.

Dai Mubai shot her a vicious glare, but for Ning Tianchen's sake, he said nothing more and merely snorted.

Oscar had witnessed Ning Tianchen's strength before. Since the other party did not have a teammate for the moment, he would gladly accept the opportunity.

"Tianchen, what do you think of me?" He kept waggling his eyebrows as he spoke in a cheeky manner.

Ma Hongjun did not know the extent of Ning Tianchen's abilities.

With only Dai Mubai and himself left to form a team, he naturally had no objections.

Dai Mubai suddenly said, "Xiao Ao, go team up with Fatty. In Two-on-Two and Team Spirit Fights, the opponents are matched according to the strongest person on the team."

His meaning was clear.

Bringing a Support System Spirit Master into a Two-on-Two Spirit Fight meant fighting one against two. Oscar was only a Soul Grandmaster; against opponents who were all Soul Elders, he had no advantage whatsoever.

Dai Mubai's purpose in saying this was simple.

He was in a foul mood and wanted to vent. He acknowledged Ning Tianchen's strength, and the chances of the two of them losing a match were not high.

It would also allow him to vent the resentment in his heart to the greatest extent possible.

Ning Tianchen shook his head and refused. "No need. Oscar is my roommate. We'll team up."

"Good brother." Oscar looked at him with a moved expression.

At the service counter.

Seeing their youthful faces, the attendant could not help asking, "Kids, are you sure you want to participate in Spirit Fights?"

"Never judge a book by its cover," Tang San said leisurely.

The attendant looked embarrassed. "I see. However, the Great Soul Arena requires a minimum Soul Power Level of twenty-one. If your Soul Power Levels aren't high enough—"

Before she could finish, Xiao Wu immediately displayed her spirit rings.

The Great Soul Arena did not require participants to register under their real names. Everyone used their real names, while Ning Tianchen gave himself an alias.

Sword Dao Tianchen.

"Quite an imposing name. I hope you have the strength to match it." The attendant chuckled as she handed Ning Tianchen a Spirit Fight badge engraved with his name.

After registering for the Spirit Fights, the group followed the attendant to the spectator area.

The Great Soul Arena was one of the few nighttime entertainment venues in Suotuo City. An endless stream of spectators came to watch the Spirit Fights, and nearly every seat was occupied.

"So many people... Tianchen Gege, I'm a little nervous." Ning Rongrong grabbed his sleeve and spoke softly.

"Don't worry about it. Just keep a calm mind." Ning Tianchen gently stroked her forehead.

In truth, Ning Rongrong was not the only one suffering from stage fright.

Aside from Ning Tianchen and Tang San, everyone else was nervous to some degree. Even Dai Mubai, who had taken part in many Spirit Fights, was no exception.

The group had barely sat down and had not even warmed their seats when the Great Soul Arena's announcement rang out.

"Dai Mubai and Li Gang, please proceed to the Border Area Sixth Spirit Arena Stage for your Spirit Fight. Sword Dao Tianchen and Evil Tiger, please proceed to the Border Area First Spirit Arena Stage for your Spirit Fight."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai left the spectator stands without greeting anyone.

"Tianchen Gege, be careful." Ning Rongrong's face was full of concern.

Although killing was prohibited in ordinary Spirit Fights, spirit skills had no eyes, and people always died on the arena by accident.

After seeing the names of the dead engraved upon the Stone Pillar at the center of the Great Soul Arena, Ning Rongrong had become worried for his safety.

"It's fine. You should have faith in my Seven Kill Sword Unhindered Path." Ning Tianchen stroked her forehead once more, then headed toward the Player Tunnel.

Evil Tiger had been waiting on the arena for some time. When he saw Ning Tianchen appear, a mocking expression surfaced on his face.

"Sword Dao Tianchen? I thought you'd be some great swordsmanship master. The name sure sounds impressive, but I wonder whether your bones are as tough as your name."

Evil Tiger was no kind soul. He currently held a record of nine consecutive victories.

Moreover, in his previous nine battles, he had already killed seven competitors. In one Spirit Fight, he had even raped a female contestant on the arena before ultimately killing her.

Yet this brutal fighting style of his was still praised by the audience.

The moment his voice fell, fervent cheers erupted from below the arena.

"Evil Tiger, tear him apart!"

"Haha, wonder whose kid this is. He's probably in for some bad luck."

One potbellied merchant wailed, "Fuck, I drank too much earlier and bet on this kid to win."

The Great Spirit Arena did not open betting for ordinary one-on-one spirit battles. Of course, quite a few private bookmakers had opened their own bets in secret.

On the Spirit Arena Stage.

Ning Tianchen was not intimidated by his opponent's imposing presence or reputation.

His expression remained exceptionally calm, as though he did not care in the slightest.

"Kid, if you surrender on your own, then for the sake of your young age, I can let you off."

Evil Tiger was no fool.

This was the Soul Elder Stage. Whether Ning Tianchen was a low-rank Soul Elder or not, the fact that he had made it onto this stage proved that his talent was extraordinary. A genius like this might have a great clan behind him. If he injured or crippled the other party, it could bring trouble.

"Referee, can we begin?" Ning Tianchen ignored him.

Seeing that Evil Tiger had no objections, the referee immediately announced, "You have one minute to summon your martial spirits. Once I strike the gong, the spirit battle will officially begin."

"Kid, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Evil Tiger, possess!"

A tiger covered in purple-black stripes appeared. The man's muscles suddenly bulged, and his body grew more than a full size larger.

Two yellow and one purple soul rings appeared beneath his feet.

Judging from the pressure of his Soul Power, he was undoubtedly a high-rank Soul Elder.

Ning Tianchen smiled inwardly. The Seven Kill Sword Spirit appeared in his right hand, and three soul rings emerged.

Not many people on the continent had truly encountered the Seven Kill Sword Spirit. Besides, Ning Tianchen's martial spirit had dragon patterns added to it. At Soto Great Spirit Arena, it was nearly impossible for anyone to recognize his martial spirit.

The spirit battle began.

Evil Tiger launched the first attack.

"First Spirit Ability, Tiger Descends the Mountain."

With his spirit ability activated, he pounced at his opponent like a tiger on the hunt.

Ning Tianchen swung the Seven Kill Sword, sending a fierce blast of sword energy shooting forth.

The Seven Kill Sword's sharpness was no trivial matter. Sensing the threat, Evil Tiger immediately abandoned his attack and shifted into a defensive stance.