Great Shocker Forever!

Since some of the original plot had been skipped to avoid padding, let's turn our attention directly to those few.

"The next contestant is a newcomer. Looks like there are quite a lot of newcomers tonight."

The Soul Arena host introduced Qian Qiao as he watched him.

"However, this one is a Soul Elder. His opponent, though, is much stronger—the man with nine consecutive wins, Desert Living Buddha!"

"Now, please welcome Orga versus Desert Living Buddha!"

As he spoke, Qian Qiao stepped onto the arena. His opponent was someone whose height was surprisingly comparable to Qian Qiao's.

"Now, both sides, Martial Soul Avatar!"

"Desert Living Buddha, possess!"

As Desert Living Buddha activated his Martial Soul Avatar, violet flames began burning across his body. His head gradually became grotesque, slowly transforming into the head of a vicious dog-headed humanoid.

The violet flames burned away all the clothing on Desert Living Buddha's body, revealing—

A muscular dog-headed humanoid holding a battle axe in one hand appeared before Qian Qiao.

"Desert Living Buddha!"

"Desert Living Buddha!"

"Desert Living Buddha!"

The Soul Arena spectators clearly loved this sort of thing. Of course, what they liked even more was Desert Living Buddha's record of nine consecutive victories.

"Aah!"

Desert Living Buddha thrust out his chest, curled his clawed hands halfway into fists, and let out a deafening roar.

The spectators in the Soul Arena erupted into cheers once more.

But at that moment, Qian Qiao noticed something unusual.

Looking at the conspicuous eagle emblem on Desert Living Buddha's chest, with its head tilted and wings spread in flight, Qian Qiao could not help but smile.

"Interesting."

Qian Qiao looked at Desert Living Buddha and pressed 555.

"Stand by!"

Photon Blood unfolded, and Kamen Rider was revealed to the world for the first time.

Though the natives of Douluo Continent could not understand the design of Kamen Rider Faiz, its technological beauty, so utterly at odds with Douluo Continent's style, was strangely easy to accept.

"Come on!"

Qian Qiao flicked one hand, carrying a roguishly handsome air.

"Hah!"

Qian Qiao dashed forward in a single step. His tremendous speed even made Desert Living Buddha briefly doubt that his opponent was a Soul Elder.

But Desert Living Buddha had long been prepared. His sharp giant axe waited for Qian Qiao to charge right into it.

Desert Living Buddha gripped the battle axe tightly with both hands, his gaze fixed on Qian Qiao. Slowly, he raised the axe high overhead.

Just as Qian Qiao ran in front of him, Desert Living Buddha seized the moment.

"Hah!"

Desert Living Buddha's arms instantly swelled several times larger, his powerful muscles looking chilling beneath the arena lights.

Desert Living Buddha took aim, exerted his strength, and swung down viciously.

The sharp giant axe traced a graceful arc through the air, but to Desert Living Buddha's previous opponents, it had been as terrifying as the Grim Reaper.

The immense force gave the battle axe terrifying speed.

Just as the spectators thought the axe was about to strike Faiz—

Qian Qiao suddenly twisted aside, perfectly dodging Desert Living Buddha's blow.

Bang!

Desert Living Buddha's battle axe split a huge gash directly into the Soul Arena platform. One could only imagine what would have happened if that axe had truly landed on Qian Qiao.

Everyone present gulped.

"D-Dai-laoda, can you deliver an attack like that?"

Ma Hongjun stared at Desert Living Buddha's axe strike, genuinely frightened.

"I-I probably can, but I'd have to use my full strength."

Dai Mubai looked at Desert Living Buddha solemnly. He had not expected the Soul Arena to have someone like this.

The Soul Arena truly hides dragons and crouching tigers. It seems I can't underestimate the people of Douluo Continent either, Tang San thought.

But on the arena floor, Desert Living Buddha was holding his battle axe with both hands. Since he had failed to hit Qian Qiao, and Qian Qiao had smoothly evaded the attack—

Desert Living Buddha's hands were still on the axe, while Qian Qiao had already rushed to Desert Living Buddha's abdomen.

Qian Qiao instantly opened the phone on his Belt and pressed the skill key.

Photon Blood flowed through Qian Qiao's hand, that streak of red dazzlingly bright. Unfortunately, due to the angle, many people in the Soul Arena failed to notice it.

Qian Qiao seized the opportunity. Taking advantage of the Desert Living Buddha's recovery after his attack, he drove a fierce punch into the Desert Living Buddha's side.

Qian Qiao swung his arm, covered in Photon Blood. The instant that punch landed, the Desert Living Buddha's defeat was already inevitable.

"Ha!"

Qian Qiao's punch struck the Desert Living Buddha's side. After the Desert Living Buddha had split open the arena floor, the dazzling light once again drew everyone's attention.

Pong!

The Desert Living Buddha was sent flying.

As a Beast Martial Soul, the Desert Living Buddha possessed tremendous physical strength. But even with such a sturdy body—

After being blasted away by Qian Qiao's punch and scraping continuously across the arena, even the Desert Living Buddha's tough fur and powerful muscles were left with scars of varying sizes.

Moreover, Qian Qiao had held back. Under normal circumstances, that punch should have formed a Faiz symbol, after which the Desert Living Buddha would have turned directly into Soaga.

Watching the Desert Living Buddha roll off the stage, Qian Qiao removed the phone from his waist and canceled his transformation.

Looking at the deathly silent Soul Arena, Qian Qiao spoke.

"You should announce my victory now, shouldn't you?"

Qian Qiao's words jolted the spectators awake.

The spectators did not care who won. They only cared whether the match was exciting.

Although the Desert Living Buddha, on whom they had placed great hopes, had lost, Qian Qiao had won far too easily.

So the spectators could only offer their congratulations to Qian Qiao.

However, the name Orga that Qian Qiao had chosen was simply too ridiculous, so the spectators naturally cheered based on Qian Qiao's appearance instead.

And following the rule that a certain invincible Teacher Saitama became the Bald Cape Hero, the audience members who did not know Faiz naturally came up with a name.

"Armored Man!"

"Armored Man!"

"Armored Man!"

It was impossible for Qian Qiao to say he did not care at all about the audience's cheers, but what the hell was this Armored Man supposed to be?

"Let us congratulate Armored Man on his victory!"

The host stepped onto the stage. Though he knew Qian Qiao's alias, Orga was nowhere near as familiar or easy to remember as Armored Man, so he decided to go along with the mistake.

The host raised Qian Qiao's arm, completely ignoring the dark expression on Qian Qiao's face. The cheers from the audience rose to an even greater height.

Qian Qiao had no desire to say anything, so he simply left the stage.

Below the stage, the Desert Living Buddha, who had been knocked down with a single punch, was also dumbfounded.

"Clearly, clearly, I already obtained the cyborg technology from that lord's memories. Why did I still lose so... thoroughly? Damn it!"

Just as the Desert Living Buddha's thoughts ran wild—

He saw Qian Qiao, the man who had defeated him with one punch, and every muscle in his body instinctively tensed.

Just as the Desert Living Buddha was wildly wondering what Qian Qiao intended to do—

Qian Qiao bent down under the Desert Living Buddha's wary gaze and softly whispered a few words into his ear.

Then, ignoring the Desert Living Buddha's stunned expression, he departed with effortless grace.

The Desert Living Buddha stared in shock at Qian Qiao's retreating back, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

There was no other reason. What Qian Qiao had said was—

"Long live Great Shocker!"