Plant Control System Soul Master

Soto Great Soul Arena, Soul Battle Stage No. 26.

The opponent's dissatisfaction made Ye Buqun smile. "Fine. If that's the case, I'll stand right here. I won't move or run. Attack however you like."

"Hmph! Don't regret it after you lose!"

As Chang Xiao'e spoke, she showed no mercy as she slammed a fist into her opponent's chest.

Ye Buqun did not budge in the slightest. The force was far lighter than he had imagined. "You still have nine moves left."

"D-Damn it!"

Seeing that the blow had accomplished nothing, she finally prepared to get serious.

White light surged from her body. Two fluffy rabbit ears sprouted from her head, making her already graceful figure appear even more alluring. At the same time, two Soul Rings rose beneath her feet.

Chang Xiao'e, White Jade Rabbit martial soul, level 27, two-ring Agility Attack System Battle Soul Grandmaster. Two yellow Soul Rings.

With a sharp cry, her first Soul Ring abruptly lit up.

"First Soul Skill: Soft Fist!"

Her fist, now infused with Soul Power, smashed toward Ye Buqun again. This time, just like before, it still had no effect.

Her First Soul Skill could instantly boost her Soul Power and strength by thirty percent. Even Strength System Soul Masters of the same level would need an effective defense to avoid being knocked back. It was a typical skill that used minimal force to deflect overwhelming strength.

"It's not over yet!"

As Chang Xiao'e spoke, she lightly pushed off the ground. Her nimble body leaped over Ye Buqun's shoulder, and her right leg hooked around his neck as she exerted all her strength to pull him down.

Ye Buqun could even feel how smooth, delicate, and soft her skin was. Their posture looked rather intimate, and Doudou in the audience felt another pang of discomfort, though she kept telling herself that this was only a match.

Yet Ye Buqun's feet seemed welded to the ground. Even so, his body did not move a single millimeter.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on with this guy?!" Chang Xiao'e's heart pounded as her second Soul Ring lit up. "Second Soul Skill: Flying Legs!"

As she spoke, she flipped down from Ye Buqun's body and delivered a Soul Power-infused kick to his back.

It felt as though she had kicked a city wall.

After repeatedly attacking without any effect, she finally began to panic. Both Soul Rings shone brightly as she threw punch after punch and kick after kick, darting back and forth as she continuously attacked from different angles. Yet Ye Buqun remained as immovable as a mountain.

She had already launched no fewer than thirty attacks.

It was no exaggeration to say that Ye Buqun felt they were not even enough to scratch an itch.

"Miss, are you finished? I said I'd give you ten moves. I think I've already done that, haven't I?" Ye Buqun said calmly, as though he were joking.

In stark contrast, Chang Xiao'e's storm-like barrage had consumed more than half her stamina and Soul Power. Fragrant sweat now streamed down her tender neck and dripped onto the floor of the arena.

"Sorry, but I'm afraid your winning streak ends here." As Ye Buqun spoke, he shot forward like a gust of wind. Before his opponent could even react, he struck her down with a single palm.

After giving his opponent thirty or fifty moves, Ye Buqun won the match and claimed his twelfth consecutive victory.

"Clown!" Applause rose from below the stage, and some spectators even called out Ye Buqun's nickname. He had already gained some fame and supporters, and people were even betting on him to win now.

Since he still had several matches ahead of him, Doudou took him to the waiting room first.

While waiting for the next match, Doudou suddenly asked, "Do you think that Chang Xiao'e was pretty?"

She still seemed somewhat bothered by the previous match.

In truth, Ye Buqun had not felt much about it. "She was alright."

But Doudou became rather serious. "What do you mean, alright? Then how does she compare to Meng Yiran?"

Ye Buqun smiled. "Why are you suddenly asking such a strange question?"

As they chatted, a Soul Arena staff member notified Ye Buqun to take the stage for his next one-on-one match.

This match was on Soul Battle Stage No. 35. This time, Ye Buqun's opponent was a fat man with a mustache. He was absurdly plump, round as a ball, and even looked somewhat adorable.

Judging by his appearance, he should have been a Strength System or Defense System Soul Master.

When the host announced the start of the match, his opponent immediately released his martial soul and Soul Rings. Dark purple vines with a metallic sheen emerged from his palms, slithering toward him like venomous snakes.

"Hm? His martial soul is actually a plant?"

Ever since coming to this world, Ye Buqun seemed to be seeing a Soul Master with a plant martial soul for the first time besides Tang San.

"My name is Kusana. My martial soul is the Purple Ghost Vine. I am a level 30 Control System Battle Soul Grand Master."

His opponent briefly introduced himself as two yellow Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

Kusana had just reached level 30 and planned to hunt for his Third Soul Ring after this match.

Though he looked like a comedic performer, he was courteous and refined. Seeing this, Ye Buqun said, "No need to stand on ceremony. Go ahead."

"Watch out!"

As he spoke, the Purple Ghost Vine in his palm stretched and spread as if pumped full of steroids. Vines as thick as thumbs instantly covered an area more than ten meters wide, obscuring over half the Soul Battle Stage.

What was more, the spectators saw that Ye Buqun had not dodged. The spreading Ghost Vines wrapped around him layer upon layer, binding him as tightly as a rice dumpling.

"Clown, I've heard about your methods. If I'm not mistaken, that should only be your Shadow Clone, right?" Kusana said as he searched the surroundings for his opponent's true body.

Having already won twelve consecutive matches, Ye Buqun had gained some fame in the Soto Great Soul Arena. Known here for his clones, there was no reason for his opponents not to have heard of him.

Kusana's judgment was not wrong. The one wrapped in Purple Ghost Vine was merely Ye Buqun's Shadow Clone. His true body had already reached a corner untouched by the vines.

"First Soul Skill: Purple Ghost Spread!"

Kusana gave a low shout. His two yellow Soul Rings pulsed up and down as the purple vines spread even more fiercely in every direction, completely covering the Soul Battle Stage. The arena resembled a purple river.

His Purple Ghost Vine was considered an excellent Control System martial soul among plant martial souls. It was naturally poisonous, and even with only its First Soul Ring, it possessed a paralysis effect. Moreover, as the Host's Soul Power Level increased, the venom's potency would rise accordingly—