Long Aotian's eyes gleamed with divine light. At last, he understood why Du Busi, as both the Body Sect's leader and his master, had told him to learn as much as he could from this match.
His realm had already reached the state of unity between man and nature. When watching the earlier battles, he had thought Wang Dong'er had also reached that state. But in truth, the depth of Wang Dong'er's realm far surpassed his own.
Had Wang Dong'er ever truly fought seriously before?
The question began to linger in Long Aotian's heart.
However, Long Aotian quickly cast aside those distracting thoughts and stepped to the edge of the arena.
"Match begin!" Zheng Zhan shouted. He, too, was looking forward to this battle.
Seven spirit rings appeared around Long Aotian: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black. His first four spirit rings matched those of Wang Dong'er's Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul exactly. However, unlike Wang Dong'er, his remaining rings were not all Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings.
Even so, Long Aotian's spirit rings still drew a wave of astonishment.
By now, Long Aotian was the sixth Soul Sage to appear in this Soul Fighting Tournament.
This tournament had truly given the spectators a feast for the eyes.
Facing Long Aotian, Wang Dong'er did not summon her Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul.
The Eight-angled Profound Ice Crystal appeared in her hand, and this time, it transformed into its most original weapon form: the Clear Sky Hammer.
A spear, a war scythe, a Clear Sky Hammer—Wang Dong'er's second martial soul had already changed into at least three forms. This once again ignited heated discussion among the audience, who all wondered what kind of miraculous martial soul it was to possess the ability to change forms.
Naturally, the seven Orange Soul Rings on