Soul Breaking Spear

The Heaven Dou Grand Soul Fighting Arena was as bustling as ever.

Dugu Chen and the others had been engaging in Soul Combat here for half a year. Tonight would be Dugu Chen's final match here.

Over the past six months, Oscar had naturally broken through the thirtieth-level barrier. Tomorrow, they would help him hunt for his third Soul Ring.

Tonight, only Dugu Chen had registered for a one-on-one match. Over the past six months, he had entered a one-on-one Soul Combat match every three days and had now achieved fifty-nine consecutive victories. One more win would earn him a Purple Gold Badge, which was why he had come for his final match tonight.

The central main Soul Arena had thirty-six High-Class VIP Rooms and six hundred and forty Ordinary VIP Rooms. These rooms were almost never vacant.

The High-Class VIP Rooms each already had their own owners, while the Ordinary VIP Rooms were fully booked at the beginning of every year.

Dugu Bo and the other two watched Dugu Chen's match from a High-Class VIP Room. The view here was indeed superb, offering an unobstructed view of the entire Soul Arena.

Suddenly, all the lights in the central main Soul Arena stopped scattering in every direction and instead converged on the Battle Soul Platform. Like an enormous spotlight, a golden pillar of light descended from above and enveloped the entire platform.

The Soul Arena's wealth was apparent from a mere lighting-type Soul Tool like this.

At the center of the Battle Soul Platform stood a host in her late teens, dressed in a long white gown. Her wavy hair cascaded around her, and her curvaceous figure radiated astonishing beauty.

"It is an honor to see all our distinguished guests again." The host's pleasant voice rang out.

"Tonight's match will be the main event, and it is the only Soul Combat we have arranged for this evening. The genius Soul Master 'I'm Not Good at Fighting,' who has won fifty-nine matches in a row, will face Yang Ming, holder of a Purple Gold Badge from the Dragon Rise Grand Soul Fighting Arena." Even the experienced host nearly burst out laughing when she read Dugu Chen's name, but the audience clearly did not care.

"Go, I'm Not Good at Fighting!"

"Crush that outsider!"

".."

"All right, please welcome both contestants onto the stage."

As she spoke, two yellow and one purple Soul Rings lit up. White light surged forth, and a pair of wings rose behind her back as she flew into the air above the Battle Soul Platform.

Two doors on either side of the Battle Soul Platform silently opened at the same time, and the two contestants entered simultaneously, walking toward the center.

Dugu Chen looked at the man standing straight across from him. He appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, stood about six feet tall, and radiated a fierce aura. Dugu Chen immediately sensed that his opponent was no ordinary man.

Yang Ming looked disdainfully at the masked Dugu Chen. A rat hiding its head and tail.

"Both Soul Masters participating in the Soul Combat, please take note. You now have one minute to summon your Martial Souls. You may only attack once I announce the start. The match will continue until one side concedes, both sides fall, or one side falls from the Battle Soul Platform."

Hovering in midair and flapping her snow-white wings, the host spoke to both competitors in her gentle, captivating voice.

Yang Ming released his Martial Soul. It was a twelve-foot spear.

The spear was completely black, glinting with a cold metallic sheen. Its shaft was eight feet long, while its broad spearhead alone measured four feet. The shaft was as thick as an ordinary person's arm. Two yellow and two purple Soul Rings, the optimal four-ring combination, appeared around the spear and flashed up and down its length, immediately bursting forth with dazzling brilliance.

Looking at the sharp spear and recalling Yang Ming's surname, Dugu Chen guessed, "You're from the Breaking Clan."

Yang Ming had not expected someone to recognize his Martial Soul. After being abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect and pursued by Spirit Hall, the Breaking Clan had barely managed to preserve its bloodline and had been recuperating in the Star Luo Empire ever since.

He had only come to the Heaven Dou Empire this time to gain experience.

Since the other party could recognize his Martial Soul, he was clearly no ordinary person. Yang Ming put away his contempt and said seriously, "Yang Ming, Martial Soul: Soul Breaking Spear. Forty-ninth-level Battle Soul Ancestor."

Seeing Yang Ming introduce himself so formally, Dugu Chen also grew solemn. "Dugu Chen, Martial Soul: Qilin. Thirty-eighth-level Battle Soul Elder."

With the surroundings so noisy, Dugu Chen was not worried about his identity being exposed. Some people might have guessed who he was, but as long as there was no solid proof, he could simply deny everything, and there would be nothing they could do.

Hearing Dugu Chen's level, Yang Ming frowned deeply.

"Thirty-eighth level?"

"Whether I have the strength or not, you'll find out after we fight."

Seeing Dugu Chen's confidence, Yang Ming also became fully alert. Even a lion used its full strength when hunting a rabbit.

Dugu Chen loosely clenched both hands, and two identical Long Swords appeared in them. Their forms imitated the Seven Kill Sword from the illustrated guide. The sword in his left hand was a Flame Sword formed from red fire, while the one in his right was an Earth Element Sword condensed from yellow light.

The Soul Breaking Spear represented the ultimate attack style. With Yang Ming's forty-ninth-level Soul Power, his attack strength likely rivaled that of a high-level Soul King. Dugu Chen did not dare take it head-on with his body, and this was the perfect opportunity to test the results of his past six months of training.

The Twin Swords in his hands had been condensed from the origin of his Martial Soul, further expanding his arsenal.

Seeing the aura emanating from Dugu Chen, Yang Ming gripped the Soul Breaking Spear, and his entire bearing changed.

All fluctuations of emotion seemed to vanish at that moment. His essence, energy, and spirit completely converged upon the iron spear in his hand.

Seeing this, Dugu Chen's expression immediately turned grave. To focus completely on one's Martial Soul—the Breaking Clan truly lived up to its reputation.

With the host's command—

"Hah!!!"

Yang Ming shouted and swung his spear forward. The instant its tip pointed directly at Dugu Chen, his entire body seemed to merge with the spear, erupting with a sudden and overwhelming aura.

The incomparably sharp, terrifying presence even made Dugu Chen's cheeks sting.

Dugu Chen thrust out the Long Sword in his right hand, striking Yang Ming's spearhead in an instant. Although Dugu Chen did not know swordsmanship, his Spiritual Power was strong enough to let him easily grasp every move his opponent made.

As he blocked the strike, the Long Sword in his left hand, representing Ultimate Fire, slashed toward Yang Ming's neck.

But Yang Ming ignored it completely and attacked again with his spear, as though he intended to skewer Dugu Chen in one strike. His gaze remained fixed on Dugu Chen, while his aura continued to rise.

Faced with his opponent's suicidal fighting style, Dugu Chen felt rather helpless and could only withdraw his sword to defend. Are all members of the Breaking Clan lunatics?

When Dugu Chen retreated, Yang Ming's aura grew even stronger. His reckless attacks became even crazier. It looked as though Dugu Chen was being forced back step by step, left with no choice but to defend.

Inside the VIP room, Dugu Yan and Oscar looked worriedly at Dugu Bo.

"Grandpa, Junior Brother..."

"It's fine. Chen'er's swordplay is watertight against that assault. Yang Boy's attacks may look fierce, but he hasn't caused Chen'er even the slightest injury," Dugu Bo reassured them.

Only then did Dugu Yan and Oscar relax.

Unable to break through Dugu Chen's defense, Yang Ming's first and third Soul Rings lit up one after another. "Shake, Explode!"

Dugu Chen crossed his Twin Swords to block the terrifying blow. The immense impact sent him flying back several yards.

Having landed a blow, Yang Ming pressed his advantage without mercy and charged again. All four Soul Rings lit up at once, determined to crush Dugu Chen in one burst.

"Shake, Penetrate, Explode, Break!"

He unleashed four Soul Skills in succession. Yang Ming's attack power had now drawn infinitely close to that of a Power Attack System Soul Emperor, and terrifying cold light gleamed from his spearhead.

Facing such a terrifying strike, Dugu Chen brought his hands together. A dark-red Long Sword reappeared in his grasp, its blade radiating frightening fluctuations. Sovereign's Descent instantly enveloped the sword as he slashed forward.

"Bang—"

Dugu Chen staggered back more than ten steps, while Yang Ming only retreated three.

What terrifying attack power. As expected of a Martial Soul built for ultimate offense. I've gone a little off course.

Dugu Chen calmed his roiling blood and qi. For the moment, his attack power could not match Yang Ming's.

Yang Ming's face had turned somewhat pale. Releasing Soul Skills continuously had drained his Soul Power too quickly. Looking at Dugu Chen, whose clothes were slightly disheveled but who otherwise seemed unharmed, Yang Ming could not help twitching his lips. But it was still not enough to make him concede.

"Hah—"

Drawing in a breath, Yang Ming wielded his spear and attacked Dugu Chen again. Dugu Chen condensed another Long Sword and met him head-on.

Yang Ming's assault this time was not as sharp as before, but his aura had not weakened in the slightest. Dugu Chen's two swords formed an airtight defense. Thanks to his formidable Spiritual Power, Dugu Chen was always able to intercept Yang Ming's attacks.

The longer Yang Ming fought, the more frustrated he became. His opponent defended like a turtle, and there was nothing he could do. His Soul Power was slowly running dry. For now, he could maintain the pressure with his reckless offensive, but once his Soul Power was depleted, he would likely lose.

Still, Yang Ming refused to believe that Dugu Chen's thirty-eighth-level Soul Power could be deeper than his own.

Dugu Chen's Soul Power was also being consumed rapidly, but he recovered quickly as well! In a battle of endurance, he feared no one.

As Yang Ming's Soul Power gradually failed him, the situation instantly reversed. Dugu Chen's Twin Swords battered Yang Ming until he had no ability to fight back.

When the last trace of Yang Ming's Soul Power was exhausted, he collapsed onto the platform. Dugu Chen also let out a breath of relief. This battle had consumed a great deal of both his Spiritual Power and Soul Power, and even he felt tired.

Dugu Chen walked over to Yang Ming, pulled him to his feet, and said, "The Soul Breaking Spear truly lives up to its reputation."

Yang Ming said unwillingly, "Next time, I will definitely win."

Dugu Chen said nothing. He patted Yang Ming on the shoulder and looked toward the host in the air.

Borrowing a saying from that kid: Those defeated by my hand have never been considered my opponents. I will give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even see my back.

Only then did the host snap back to her senses. Meeting Dugu Chen's gaze, she announced, "In this one-on-one Soul Combat, 'I'm Not Good at Fighting' is the victor!"

Listening to the cheers around him, Dugu Chen remained completely unmoved as he headed backstage.

Dugu Chen arrived at the High-Class VIP Room and reunited with Dugu Bo and the other two.

Dugu Yan examined Dugu Chen and secretly let out a breath of relief when she saw that he was not injured.

Dugu Bo looked at the three of them and said, "All right, your training at the Soul Arena is over for now. Rest well tonight. Tomorrow, we will go to Sunset Forest to hunt Oscar's third Soul Ring."

The three nodded happily. Their half year of combat experience needed time to settle and become nourishment for their own growth.

After this Soul Ring hunt, they could finally relax properly.