Soul Land: My Martial Soul is Godzilla
Chapter 7

What the Hell Do You Call Martial Soul Possession? (Please Follow and Recommend)

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"Today, I'll introduce everyone to a Soul Beast: the Mandala Snake."

"Before this type of Soul Beast reaches a thousand years of cultivation, its body grows one centimeter for every additional year it survives."

"..."

At the podium, a teacher in his forties held up a drawing of a Mandala Snake and patiently explained it to the class.

Yu Xiaowei sat in the last row, listening to the lecture absentmindedly.

Liu Erlong's persistence toward Yu Xiaogang irritated him.

He had already made himself so clear, yet he could not understand why Liu Erlong was still so devoted.

If Yu Xiaogang had truly been a good person, he would have accepted him as his brother-in-law.

The problem was, this guy was a complete scumbag.

Leaving Liu Erlong aside, just talking about Bibi Dong—having read the original novel, he knew exactly what Yu Xiaogang had done.

Back then, Bibi Dong had been violated by Chamber Douluo. To protect Yu Xiaogang, she had no choice but to propose breaking up.

Yet that bastard had not even asked her a single question before leaving her.

In the end, after losing the one she loved, Bibi Dong had completely become a madwoman.

Then there was the time he went to Spirit Hall and openly asked Bibi Dong for the cultivation method of Twin Martial Souls—for Tang Hao's son, no less—as if he were terrified Tang San would not be able to destroy Spirit Hall in the future.

Then, when Bibi Dong refused, he put on the expression of a resentful housewife, as though Bibi Dong had wronged him.

Especially that line: although he had fallen in love with Liu Erlong, the one he truly loved most in his heart was still Bibi Dong.

Blegh!

He had wasted his sister's youth for over twenty years, yet the one he loved most was Bibi Dong.

"Damn it, love my ass!"

The more Yu Xiaowei thought about it, the angrier he became. He slammed his fist down hard on the desk.

With a loud bang, the desk shattered into pieces, startling every student in the classroom.

Yin Shu, who had been teaching, twitched at the corner of his mouth. He had no idea what kind of fit this young master was throwing again.

"Xiaowei, you... are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Teacher. I'm going out for a walk."

Yu Xiaowei irritably shook out his hand, stood up, and walked out of the classroom.

Yin Shu helplessly shook his head and continued teaching.

As for Yu Xiaowei skipping class right in front of everyone, he pretended not to see it.

In any case, no one else dared imitate him.

After greeting the old gatekeeper, Yu Xiaowei walked out through the academy gates.

He moved through the streets with practiced ease, and before long, he arrived before an enormous complex of buildings. Looking up, he could see that the structure was a full hundred meters tall. Even from outside, waves of cheers could be heard from within.

A huge plaque hung above the entrance, bearing six large gilded characters.

Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.

This was also Yu Xiaowei's favorite place to vent his frustrations.

Clang...

At the registration counter for the one-on-one Spirit Battle area, a heavy silver badge was tossed onto the table.

"Register me for a wager match. Soul Power, level 38."

The staff member in charge of registration showed no change in expression upon seeing the Silver Soul Fighter badge.

But when he heard "level 38 Soul Power," his face immediately changed. Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena had never lacked Silver Soul Fighters, but a level 38 Silver Soul Fighter was unheard of.

There had previously been an unprecedented level 29 Silver Soul Fighter. Could they be the same person?

But upon further thought, he felt that was impossible. That level 29 Silver Soul Fighter had advanced only last week. Raising one's Soul Power by nine levels in a week—perhaps not even the Clear Sky Douluo, famed for having the fastest cultivation speed, could manage that.

"Your name?"

Seeing the man before him wearing a silver mask, the staff member's attitude immediately became respectful.

"Godzilla."

A deep voice came from beneath the silver mask.

Upon hearing that name, the staff member went blank for a moment. It really was him.

The man who had swept through the level 30 Spirit Battle arena like autumn wind scattering fallen leaves the moment he appeared.

With only level 29 Soul Power, he had won thirty consecutive matches in the level 30 Spirit Battle arena and successfully advanced to Silver Soul Fighter during the month-end point settlement.

Who would have thought that in just a few days, he had already reached level 38?

Monster! Monster! Monster!

"Respected Mr. Godzilla, there are currently no Silver Soul Fighters registered in the one-on-one level 30 Spirit Battle group..."

As he said this, the staff member wore a bitter expression. In the past, soul masters had always accumulated points step by step in soul fights. Let alone thirty consecutive wins, even five consecutive wins were rare.

Someone like Godzilla, who had advanced to Silver Soul Fighter in a single month—and done so by competing exclusively in one-on-one matches—was appearing for the first time in their Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.

No, not just here. None of the spirit arenas throughout the Heaven Dou Empire had ever heard of such a case.

Under normal circumstances, soul masters in the level-30 bracket were Iron Soul Fighters or Bronze Soul Fighters. A Silver Soul Fighter simply could not appear.

"Why the hell would I fight this bunch of level-30 trash? Are there any Silver Soul Fighters in the level-40 bracket?"

"Ah!"

"What are you yelling for? When I was level 29, beating these trash was like beating up grandsons. Now I'm level 38 and you still want me to fight them? Sign me up for the level-40 bracket."

"Y-yes, Mr. Godzilla. Please wait a moment."

The staff member hurried off to find a Silver Soul Fighter in the level-40 bracket for Yu Xiaowei.

Very soon, he looked up and said, "Mr. Godzilla, there is currently only one Silver Soul Fighter registered for the level-40 bracket."

"His name is Feng Xiaotian."

The match was arranged for the central Soul Fighting Platform.

It was scheduled for one hour later.

Taking advantage of the time, the organizers spared no effort in promoting the showdown between two Silver Soul Fighters.

For a time, ticket prices soared.

The wagers placed also climbed to an astonishing figure in an extremely short time.

However, not many people favored Yu Xiaowei. Most placed their bets on Feng Xiaotian.

One hour later.

After the host finished his long-winded introduction of the two fighters, the doors on both sides of the Soul Fighting Platform opened silently.

Yu Xiaowei, who had been waiting for a long time, took a deep breath and strode swiftly onto the platform.

Standing opposite him was a tall, slender young man. Unlike Yu Xiaowei, who wore a mask, he openly displayed his handsome face.

As their eyes met, Feng Xiaotian's heart tightened.

Though Yu Xiaowei wore a silver mask that concealed his face, the domineering aura radiating from him made Feng Xiaotian not dare let down his guard in the slightest.

"You may release your martial souls," the referee standing nearby signaled.

Yu Xiaowei let out a strange howl. A blaze of fire surged from within him, instantly transforming into hard scales that covered his entire body. His frame suddenly grew taller, his right hand turned into a dragon claw, coral-like spikes rose from his back, and a thick tail swayed continuously behind him.

At the sight of him, the VIP boxes erupted in an uproar.

"Is that Martial Soul Possession?"

"Dragon Transformation? This Godzilla is actually from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"This is level 38? Are you sure it isn't level 78?"

On the platform, Feng Xiaotian stared dumbfoundedly at Yu Xiaowei's transformation, then looked at himself, who had merely grown a wolf's head, and could not help but curse.

"You call this Martial Soul Possession?"

Yu Xiaowei, now transformed into a humanoid Godzilla, looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was a full circle smaller than him, and grinned viciously.

"Godzilla, level 38 Strength Attack System Battle Soul Elder. Please enlighten me."

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