A Xin's Ninth Straight Win Again

Ye Xiaofeng accompanied Qingqing as they watched A Xin's ninth match on the Soul Tool's giant screen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to this afternoon's match. The contestants' strengths are displayed on the big screen."

A Xin VS Yu Tianming

Name: A Xin

Martial Soul: Fire Dragon Spear

Soul Power Level: Level 58 Assault System Weapon Soul Master

Soul Ring Levels: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black.

Name: Yu Tianming

Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon

Soul Power Level: Level 66 Assault System Weapon Soul Master

Soul Ring Levels: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black.

"Xiaofeng, can that A Xin win?" Qingqing wrapped her arms around Ye Xiaofeng's arm and looked at the big screen.

"Hard to say. A Xin had clawed his way out from among the dead. In every battle, he disregards his own life and death. But Yu Tianming's strength can't be underestimated. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is inherently stronger than ordinary Martial Souls, and his Soul Power Level is eight levels higher than A Xin's." Ye Xiaofeng analyzed the match rationally.

"So you still favor A Xin?" Qingqing suddenly asked.

"How did you know?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at Qingqing in surprise.

"A girl's intuition. People like you could never understand it." Qingqing spoke with a solemn face, though she was secretly laughing inside.

"Uh..." Ye Xiaofeng was left speechless and continued watching the battle.

"The moment that decides the winner has arrived." Ye Xiaofeng saw that both had finished using their moves. Now, it came down to who could hold on until the end.

"A Xin, I have to admit that you're truly strong. But defeating me, Yu Tianming, who possesses the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul? Wishful thinking."

"Likewise. But today, I'll drag you down from that lofty position and stomp you into the ground." A Xin stared coldly at Yu Tianming.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Overlord Thunder Domain!"

"Soul Power—Man-Spear Unity!"

"Quick, activate the advanced energy shield!" Seeing their final moves, the host shouted hurriedly. The intermediate energy shield clearly could not withstand such a powerful attack.

"Who won?" Qingqing stared at the screen, but the collision of their attacks had completely obscured her vision. The other spectators were the same, unable to tell who had won.

"How is this possible? I can't lose..." Yu Tianming was covered in blood. As he spoke, he slowly collapsed. He had never expected that he, a dignified Level 66 Soul Emperor, would lose to a Level 58 Soul King.

"You think too highly of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. There is no strongest Martial Soul in this world, only stronger Martial Souls." A Xin slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"For this match, congratulations to A Xin! A Xin has achieved nine consecutive victories and successfully challenged above his level!"

"A Xin! A Xin! A Xin!"

After his previous eight straight wins, the spectators had blindly chosen A Xin and invested in him at the Welfare Betting Area. The Great Soul Arena ultimately lost 150 million, and Ye Xiaofeng had no choice but to cover it out of his own pocket.

"Manager Luo, I want to meet A Xin. Go arrange it for me." Ye Xiaofeng spoke with his eyes closed, not looking at Luo Shaotian.

"Young Master Ye, I'll arrange it right away." Luo Shaotian hurried out. He was afraid Ye Xiaofeng would lose his temper, yet he could not read any joy or anger on Ye Xiaofeng's face. It was precisely because of that that Luo Shaotian feared him even more.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to fight him too?" Qingqing looked at Ye Xiaofeng doubtfully.

"How did you know?" Ye Xiaofeng was even more surprised. Could a girl's intuition really be that accurate? Could she guess everything he was thinking?

"I told you, it's a girl's intuition. Why don't you believe me? How about you take me as your master, and I'll teach you?" Qingqing teased him, taking advantage with her words.

"If you guess right this time, it wouldn't be impossible for me to take you as my master." Ye Xiaofeng spoke slowly, deliberately keeping Qingqing in suspense.

"Guess what?"

Qingqing was about to ask when she saw Ye Xiaofeng staring lecherously at her chest.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you filthy pervert! I'm going to beat you to death!" Qingqing jumped up from the sofa and straddled Ye Xiaofeng, who was still sitting there.

"Qingqing, easy! Let go!" Ye Xiaofeng's ears were practically being twisted off.

"No! I'll twist both your ears off and see if you dare ogle me again!" Qingqing had thought Ye Xiaofeng wanted her to guess something, but this bastard had merely taken advantage of her with that lecherous look.

"Uh..." Manager Luo had just entered after knocking. Qingqing and Ye Xiaofeng had been fooling around and had not paid much attention to the knocking outside.

"No need to leave. Has he arrived?" Ye Xiaofeng asked Luo Shaotian as he nudged Qingqing.

Qingqing hurriedly got up and sat beside Ye Xiaofeng, lowering her head with a flushed face, too embarrassed to look at either him or Luo Shaotian.

"He is waiting outside." Luo Shaotian looked at Ye Xiaofeng respectfully.

"Bring him in." Ye Xiaofeng smiled faintly. When Luo Shaotian turned around, Qingqing pinched Ye Xiaofeng's arm. It was all Ye Xiaofeng's fault for making her embarrass herself, while he sat there shamelessly smiling.

"Congratulations, A Xin." Seeing A Xin enter, Ye Xiaofeng stood and greeted him warmly.

"Young Master Ye, what business do you have with me?" A Xin replied blandly. His face was still somewhat pale after his earlier match, showing just how difficult that victory had been.

"Please, sit." Ye Xiaofeng politely gestured toward a seat.

A Xin sat down without ceremony, and Luo Shaotian quickly served tea.

"A Xin, give it a taste. How is it?" Ye Xiaofeng treated his guest with tea.

A Xin did not stand on ceremony either and took a sip. "Not bad. Good tea. But Young Master Ye did not invite me here merely to drink tea, did he? If you have something to say, just say it." A Xin was still upset over what had happened last time.

"Take a look." Ye Xiaofeng took a sheet of paper from the Soul Guiding Device Storage Ring on his finger and pushed it across the table to A Xin with two fingers.

"You want to challenge me in the tenth match?" A Xin picked it up. It was a letter of challenge between him and Ye Xiaofeng.

"You could say that. Or you could say not." Ye Xiaofeng did not explain everything at once.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Young Master Ye. Please explain." A Xin truly did not understand, and Qingqing and Luo Shaotian were equally confused.

"A Xin, I need you." Ye Xiaofeng looked at A Xin deeply. He needed someone like him by his side.

Qingqing glared fiercely at Ye Xiaofeng. Could this bastard's orientation be a problem? No wonder he always refuses to touch me in the end, saying it's for my own good.

"Ahem, Young Master Ye, please conduct yourself with dignity." A Xin was stunned by Ye Xiaofeng's words for a long while before he slowly replied.

Luo Shaotian did not dare look at Ye Xiaofeng, his face full of black lines. He had never expected his superior to be that kind of person.

"Uh... you've misunderstood. I mean that I need talent like you." Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly explained. His words had just been misunderstood.

"Young Master Ye, isn't your appetite a little too big?" After hearing Ye Xiaofeng's explanation, A Xin instantly felt displeased.

"Then how about we make a bet?" Ye Xiaofeng smiled faintly at A Xin. Now it was his turn to trick someone else.

"How do we bet?" Hearing that, A Xin suddenly became interested.