WuXi DiXi

At the host's call to begin, both sides instantly took up their positions.

Qian Qiao guarded against the WuXi DiXi brothers, while Zhu Zhuqing crouched low, half-prone on the ground, ready to seize an opening to strike and keep watch on the two of them.

The WuXi DiXi combination, however, had no such complicated thoughts.

Both WuXi and DiXi were assault-type soul masters, and their usual style of fighting was to charge straight in.

So, without further hesitation, they decided to rush in and fight first.

With that, the two reckless men from WuXi DiXi shouted and charged forward.

"Haah!"

"Hah!"

The WuXi DiXi brothers shouted and stomped toward Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Qiao with heavy footsteps.

"Garden Ram!"

"Garden Raid!"

The WuXi DiXi brothers immediately activated their First Soul Skills. Their first soul rings were both the relatively rare yellow rings seen here—the hundred-year First Soul Skills.

Once their soul skills were activated, both brothers' First Soul Skills were meant to shorten the distance between themselves and their enemies, though neither provided any movement technique.

They were purely speed-boosting soul skills. The brothers shot forward at a visible speed, turning into two straight lines as they charged ahead.

For an instant, their astonishing speed even made the spectators wonder whether they were agility-type soul masters.

But no matter how fast they were, the arena was too large, giving Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing plenty of time to react.

Qian Qiao was a Soul Elder, while Zhu Zhuqing was a Soul Grandmaster.

Normally, matches were held between soul masters of the same rank. Thus, the WuXi DiXi combination facing the Light-Skillful Combination of Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Qiao was actually a Soul Elder team.

However, Qian Qiao's strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Elder, so he naturally felt no fear. As for Zhu Zhuqing, although she was only a Soul Grandmaster, she was quite capable herself and trusted Qian Qiao as well.

Thus, as the aggressive WuXi DiXi brothers rushed at them, the tacit understanding Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing had built through training came into play. Zhu Zhuqing immediately evaded the WuXi DiXi brothers' attack, preparing to jump behind them and wait for an opportunity.

Meanwhile, Qian Qiao prepared to face the two brothers head-on.

"Garden Heavy Punch!"

"Garden Boxing!"

The WuXi DiXi brothers' fists glowed blue and red respectively. They were preparing to unleash their fiercest offensive the moment they closed in on their enemy.

In other words, the classic tactic of running up and punching someone.

Facing the WuXi DiXi brothers' fierce assault, Qian Qiao chose to confront it directly.

One of the WuXi DiXi brothers attacked high, while the other focused on the lower body.

They intended to leave Qian Qiao no chance to defend himself.

But how could Qian Qiao let them have their way? Faced with the charging brothers, he merely tilted his head slightly and evaded older brother WuXi's punch.

Younger brother DiXi's glowing fist, accompanied by a howling gust of wind, was avoided by a simple leap from Qian Qiao.

The WuXi DiXi brothers' assault was effortlessly evaded by Qian Qiao.

But that was fine—the WuXi DiXi brothers still had their Third Soul Skills.

"Garden Barrage!"

"Garden Continuous Strike!"

Seeing Qian Qiao easily evade their attacks, the WuXi DiXi brothers immediately used their other fists to attack him.

After all, the brothers refused to believe that anyone could evade one attack and then evade an even more relentless second attack.

The WuXi DiXi brothers' purple Third Soul Rings shone brightly, and purple light also emerged from their fists.

Watching the brothers attempt to use seamless attacks to lock him down after his evasive opening, Qian Qiao did not hesitate. He exerted force through his waist and flipped his upper body backward.

With both hands and feet braced against the ground, Qian Qiao bent his body into a perfect arch and once again evaded the WuXi DiXi brothers' attacks.

But how could a Thousand Year Soul Skill be so simple?

The WuXi DiXi brothers' fists turned into countless meteor-like streaks, their howling fist wind seeming to ignite flames from friction with the air.

The WuXi DiXi brothers were thoroughly determined to fight Qian Qiao to the end.

So wherever Qian Qiao went, WuXi DiXi followed.

The WuXi DiXi brothers' chaotic yet interwoven fists rained down directly upon Qian Qiao on the ground.

They planned to overwhelm him with a barrage of punches. As long as they threw enough punches, some of them would definitely land.

This saturation-style assault was the best method the WuXi DiXi brothers could think of.

But after seeing their fists as numerous as stars, Qian Qiao understood exactly what the brothers intended.

What else could he do? Keep dodging.

Qian Qiao kept retreating in backflips like an acrobat as WuXi DiXi and his brother relentlessly pressed forward.

Qian Qiao continued flipping backward, while Zhu Zhuqing behind them was completely ignored by WuXi DiXi and his brother.

Yet Zhu Zhuqing kept following the three of them, ready at any moment, waiting for an opportunity to deal WuXi DiXi a fatal blow.

Thus, WuXi DiXi attacked Qian Qiao from the front, Qian Qiao repeatedly backflipped to evade his attacks, while Zhu Zhuqing followed closely behind WuXi DiXi.

The four people on the field had unexpectedly reached a stalemate.

But Zhu Zhuqing was not the only one waiting for an opportunity. Qian Qiao was waiting for one as well.

As for WuXi DiXi and his brother, they thought that even if they could not defeat him directly, they could force Qian Qiao to the edge of the arena. Once he had nowhere left to dodge, he would either have to take the two brothers' fists or fall off the stage.

So, despite their Soul Power and stamina being heavily depleted, WuXi DiXi and his brother still forced themselves onward, unwilling to make any mistakes at such a critical moment.

Just grit our teeth a little longer, and we'll win, the WuXi DiXi brothers thought.

Seeing the brothers' breathing grow increasingly labored, Qian Qiao understood that both their stamina and Soul Power were nearly exhausted.

Then it's time to move!

As Qian Qiao thought this, he turned his face slightly toward Zhu Zhuqing. Even though Zhu Zhuqing did not see his gaze at that moment, she could still sense Qian Qiao's intentions beneath his mask.

Zhu Zhuqing's ten slender fingers moved over her jade-like, crystal-clear skin.

Whoosh!

Sharp nails sprang from Zhu Zhuqing's fingertips. Though they lent an added charm to her delicate hands, there was no one there to appreciate them.

Zhu Zhuqing advanced with agile steps, drawing ever closer to the WuXi DiXi brothers.

The WuXi DiXi brothers completely ignored Zhu Zhuqing behind them, as though defeating Qian Qiao together would mean victory.

Watching Qian Qiao's familiar backflips and his familiar movements, the WuXi DiXi brothers gradually let down their guard.

The instant WuXi DiXi's gaze relaxed, Qian Qiao seized the opportunity.

In the brief gap between backflips, Qian Qiao swiftly opened the phone at his waist and pressed the finisher button.

The Photon Blood transmitted through the Belt coursed through the channels linked to his legs, immediately emitting a blood-red glow.

The blood-red light reflected in WuXi DiXi's eyes, and the brothers noticed Qian Qiao's "little move."

Just as the WuXi DiXi brothers realized what was happening, Qian Qiao moved.