Fierce Battle (Part 2)

I have to say, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf felt truly enraged for the first time. This brat in front of him, a mere Soul Elder! How dare he humiliate him, a Soul Ancestor?!

"As you wish then!"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf let out a low growl, his third Soul Ring flashing.

"Third Soul Skill: Quill Needle!"

After the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's spirit fusion, many blood-colored wolf hairs appeared on his body. They had originally been lying flat and smooth against his body, but after the third Soul Skill was activated, these hairs suddenly stood on end.

"Hah!"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf hunched his back, presenting it to Zhao Xuan. His Soul Power surged, and the wolf hairs instantly flew out. Each hair had a crystalline texture, shimmering with a cold light like steel needles.

"Interesting."

Zhao Xuan's eyes lit up, and his figure instantly flashed. His speed was much faster than before.

The wolf hair needles fell continuously like a rapid downpour of raindrops, easily piercing into the bluestone floor.

"Such strong penetration?" Zhao Xuan was secretly surprised, his body constantly dodging.

Fortunately, although the Quill Needle attack was powerful, the area it could cover was not large, and it could only be launched from the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's back. Zhao Xuan could easily dodge it.

"How can his speed be so fast?!"

Seeing that the wolf hair needle rain had no effect, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf straightened up, his gaze fixed on Zhao Xuan with uncertainty.

How could a Soul Elder's speed be so fast? And he wasn't a Beast Soul user, nor did he possess the physique of a Beast Soul user during spirit fusion.

Seeing the Blood Colored Lone Wolf stop his third Soul Skill, Zhao Xuan also halted his steps. He then looked at the Blood Colored Lone Wolf, his lips moving slightly.

"Continue."

Frowning, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf didn't attack immediately. This Soul Elder was strange!

Seeing the Blood Colored Lone Wolf hesitate, the audience started to stir again.

"A Soul Ancestor is afraid to attack a Soul Elder? How laughable!"

"Get down, you trash. You can't even beat a Soul Elder."

"Haha, this is my first time seeing the Blood Colored Lone Wolf so flustered."

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf remained unmoved. Zhao Xuan raised an eyebrow. Is he trying to make me attack so he can find my weakness? Then, as you wish.

Zhao Xuan controlled his speed, only unleashing about thirty percent of his strength. As a result, his speed didn't seem fast, appearing even slower than when the Blood Colored Lone Wolf was attacking.

Seeing Zhao Xuan attack, a sharp glint flashed in the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's eyes, and his second Soul Ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill: Calamity of Bloodlight!"

A thick cloud of blood mist erupted from the Blood Colored Lone Wolf, instantly filling the entire arena.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Xuan was slightly surprised. The surroundings were filled with dense blood mist, a hazy expanse that obscured vision and made it impossible to distinguish directions.

"Whoosh!"

In the blood mist, a cold glint flashed! A claw suddenly swiped towards Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan instinctively dodged, and the sharp claw grazed his chest.

Missing its target, the claw once again disappeared into the blood mist.

"This way!"

Zhao Xuan, who had been standing still in the blood mist, suddenly moved and kicked in a certain direction.

"Bang!"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf, hidden in the blood mist, was kicked and stumbled back several steps before stabilizing himself.

"How is this possible?"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf was extremely astonished. How did this brat find him? He was filled with unwillingness. How could a mere Soul Elder brat be so troublesome?!

"That feeling... must be Intuition."

Silently recalling the fleeting sensation in his mind just now, Zhao Xuan thought with pleasant surprise.

Being in the blood mist, unable to see or hear, he had managed to kick the Blood Colored Lone Wolf based on that fleeting thought.

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf was unwilling. He launched surprise attack after surprise attack, but Zhao Xuan blocked them all. Moreover, Zhao Xuan had kicked him several times.

"The power isn't strong. Is he using me as a whetstone?"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf's eyes flickered. Compared to Zhao Xuan's first kick, the subsequent ones were noticeably weaker. With his extensive combat experience, he could clearly feel that the power of each kick was almost the same. It was obvious that Zhao Xuan was controlling his strength.

Furthermore, compared to before, after each of his recent attacks, he felt a chilling sensation, as if a pair of eyes were staring intently at him within the blood mist.

One had to know that, apart from him, who released the blood mist and could judge the enemy's position based on the Soul Power contained within it, everyone else's vision within the mist was limited! Unless they possessed a Martial Soul with scouting abilities, they couldn't find him.

And this brat's Martial Soul definitely wouldn't have such an ability, because this feeling had only recently emerged and was growing stronger.

After several unsuccessful attacks, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf dispersed the blood mist. Maintaining the mist consumed his Soul Power, and he didn't have much left. Meanwhile, the brat opposite him had only used one Soul Skill.

As the blood mist dissipated, the audience, whose vision had been obscured, widened their eyes. They no longer cared about their insults; all they wanted now was to know the final outcome.

"What's going on?!"

"Blood Colored Lone Wolf, get back home, you trash! You can't even kill a single Soul Elder!"

Upon seeing the two figures standing in the arena, the audience erupted in jeers. Compared to the one-sided cheers before the match, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf was now like a rat crossing the street, with everyone shouting to beat it! The very spectators who had supported him were now hurling the most vicious insults.

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf's figure was desolate, but his demeanor grew even colder. He stared intently at Zhao Xuan, "I admit, I underestimated you."

Zhao Xuan remained noncommittal, simply watching him. He's probably going to use his fourth Soul Skill next, he thought with a hint of anticipation.

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf's first three Soul Skills had all been unique, benefiting him greatly. Whether it was in terms of knowledge or the development of his intuition, it made him look forward to the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's final Soul Skill.

Although Zhao Xuan wore a mask, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf could see the anticipation in his eyes.

For the first time, the Blood Colored Lone Wolf felt a surge of annoyance. Is he really treating me like a whetstone?

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf took a deep, ragged breath and, using his remaining Soul Power, activated his fourth Soul Skill. His fourth Soul Ring emitted the most dazzling light.

Fourth Soul Skill, Wolf Blood Boil!

Sizzling mist rose from the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's body, a faint, blood-red vapor. The Blood Colored Lone Wolf's skin turned crimson, his blood vessels suddenly swelling. Thick veins bulged beneath his gaunt frame, and the blood-red mist seeped out from his sallow skin.

"Whoosh!"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf stomped his foot, shattering the bluestone beneath him. Stone fragments flew everywhere as he shot towards Zhao Xuan like an arrow loosed from a bow.

"Is this 'Blood Burst'?" Zhao Xuan thought, seeing the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's state.

"Bang!"

Zhao Xuan didn't dare to slack off. He reached out to block the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's extended claws, striking his forearm and deflecting the sharp digits.

However, after activating "Blood Burst," the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's reaction speed in all aspects had increased. Missing his first attack, he swept a leg at Zhao Xuan, simultaneously swinging another claw towards Zhao Xuan's abdomen.

Zhao Xuan's body lurched. He twisted, grabbing the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's claw aimed at his stomach with both hands, and was simultaneously kicked by the Blood Colored Lone Wolf.

But to the Blood Colored Lone Wolf's shock, his fierce sweeping kick didn't budge Zhao Xuan an inch. It felt like kicking a steel plate.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but curve his lips. Although he had only used thirty percent of his strength, his body's toughness remained unchanged.

He tightened his grip on the Blood Colored Lone Wolf and, amidst the latter's struggles, flung him forcefully away.

Zhao Xuan's immense strength startled the Blood Colored Lone Wolf. While flying through the air, he couldn't control his body.

"Crash!"

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf hit the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His arm, pinned beneath him, throbbed with intense pain.

Zhao Xuan looked calmly at the Blood Colored Lone Wolf. His fourth Soul Skill was decent, but unfortunately, it only enhanced physical attributes, which was precisely Zhao Xuan's greatest strength.

The Blood Colored Lone Wolf flipped over, clutching his fractured right arm. His gaze towards Zhao Xuan was complex. He gave Zhao Xuan a deep look, then raised his hand and signaled, "I concede!"

Instantly, the arena erupted in an uproar