Seven Kill Art (I)

"Qingqing, I swear I will never abandon you for the rest of my life. If I break tonight's promise, may I, Ye Xiaofeng, be struck dead by lightning." The moment Ye Xiaofeng finished speaking, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.

Fuck, looks like I can't make vows carelessly. I just got a warning, Ye Xiaofeng thought.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you die, I won't go on living either." Qingqing covered Ye Xiaofeng's mouth with her hand, unwilling to hear him continue.

The next morning, Ye Xiaofeng was still sleeping with Qingqing in his arms, while the Great Soul Arena was packed with people and long lines had formed in the Welfare Betting Area.

Everyone had originally favored A Xin. Prince Xue Xing and Xue Qinghe were both watching the scene, still somewhat undecided.

"A Xin, one hundred million." Bone Douluo arrived at the Welfare Betting Area and directly invested one hundred million in A Xin.

"Hey, aren't you going to invest something in your disciple?" Bone Douluo began egging Sword Douluo on.

"Buy ten million on Sword God for me, and forty million on A Xin." Sword Douluo shook his head helplessly, then left.

Seeing this, everyone else immediately rushed to place bets on A Xin. After all, even two Titled Douluo believed in him.

Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing had originally been hesitant. After all, they had suffered losses at Ye Xiaofeng's hands before. But when Bone Douluo invested one hundred million, the two of them began to waver.

Sword Douluo's investment was undoubtedly a bombshell, completely shattering their doubts. In their eyes, Sword Douluo's ten million investment was only to save his disciple's face.

In truth, Sword Douluo still favored A Xin. His forty-million investment in A Xin showed that he believed A Xin would win as well.

"Invest two hundred million in A Xin for me." Prince Xue Xing wanted to win back the money he had lost last time, principal and interest included.

"Five hundred million."

"What? Oh my God!" Everyone was stunned by this scene. His Highness the Crown Prince was going all in, intending to settle the humiliation from last time in this match.

"Invest five hundred million in A Xin." Xue Qinghe spoke coldly. She did not intend to let Ye Xiaofeng off. Once she won this time, she would deal with him properly.

Everyone had arrived at the Great Soul Arena early, waiting for the peak showdown at noon, while Ye Xiaofeng was still asleep with a beauty in his arms.

"Young Master Ye, Senior Chen Xin sent word for you to go over early." Seeing that it was almost noon and Ye Xiaofeng still had not made a move, Shopkeeper Li came to the door to remind him.

"Shopkeeper Li, I know. You can go down first." Ye Xiaofeng mumbled sleepily, then closed his eyes again to enjoy life, his hands wandering over Qingqing's breasts.

Qingqing was awakened by his actions. Seeing that Ye Xiaofeng was asleep with his eyes closed yet still unable to keep his hands still, she grabbed his ear and made him get up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's noon match at the Great Soul Arena is about to begin. Please have both sides prepare."

" A Xin! A Xin! A Xin!"

A Xin had won nine consecutive matches again, earning everyone no small amount of income. The large screen in the Welfare Betting Area now displayed:

A Xin:
Invested: 1.01 billion
Odds: 1:1.5

Sword God:
Invested: 10,000
Odds: 1:15

From these figures, it was clear that nearly everyone had invested in A Xin. As for Sword God, Ye Xiaofeng, Sword Douluo had invested ten million, while Qingqing had rushed over earlier and hurriedly placed another five million on him.

"Ye Xiaofeng, let's see how you win this time. Even if you are strong, defeating A Xin in three moves is simply overconfidence. In my view, someone like you is too arrogant." Xue Qinghe watched from the viewing platform.

Presumably, everyone who had invested in A Xin shared Xue Qinghe's thoughts. Only Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo remained silent, as though everything were under their control.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us first take a look at the difference in strength between the two sides. Please look at the big screen."

Name: A Xin

Martial Soul: Fire Dragon Spear

Soul Power Level: Level 58

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black

Name: Sword God (Ye Xiaofeng)

Martial Soul: Seven Kill Sword

Soul Power Level: Level 51

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black

"What? Ye Xiaofeng actually broke through?" Xue Qinghe looked at Ye Xiaofeng below. She clenched both fists tightly, her nails nearly digging into her palms.

Prince Xue Xing, however, was not too surprised. He believed A Xin would win. Even if A Xin's strength was inferior to Ye Xiaofeng's, he only needed to withstand three moves to win.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the match officially begins!"

"I didn't expect you to have broken through to the Soul King realm. No wonder you dared to speak so wildly." A Xin looked at Ye Xiaofeng. This battle was his chance to wash away his previous humiliation.

"Breaking through to the Soul King realm is nothing special. Only someone like you would get smug over such a minor achievement." Ye Xiaofeng replied with a sneer.

"It truly is nothing special, but it is more than enough for me to take three of your moves." Ye Xiaofeng's three moves were a humiliation to him. He had never regarded Ye Xiaofeng as an opponent at all.

"Enough nonsense. Make your move." Ye Xiaofeng sneered at A Xin again.

"You should make the first move. I only need to take three of them." A Xin did not want to take advantage of him.

"If I make a move, you won't even have the chance to raise your spear." Ye Xiaofeng's words struck directly at A Xin's sore spot.

"Then let me see where your confidence comes from. Third Soul Skill—Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow!"

"Green Lotus Bodyguard!" Ye Xiaofeng directly used his shield to block it. Green Lotus Bodyguard had now evolved to the ten-thousand-year level; it was not something a thousand-year Soul Skill could break.

"Sweep the World!" A Xin sensed how powerful Green Lotus Bodyguard was and immediately used his fourth Soul Skill, but even that failed to break through Ye Xiaofeng's defense.

His fourth Soul Skill had been able to break through it before, but as Ye Xiaofeng's strength increased, the defense had grown stronger as well. In that case, he could only use a ten-thousand-year Soul Skill.

"Destructive Kill!" Seeing that his third and fourth Soul Skills were useless, A Xin directly used his ten-thousand-year Soul Skill, trying to break through with its penetrating power. Fine cracks appeared on Ye Xiaofeng's defense.

When everyone saw this, the previously bustling stands suddenly fell silent. Their eyes were fixed squarely on the two figures in the arena.

"Your disciple is rather unusual. Logically speaking, a first Soul Skill should not be this strong." As a Titled Douluo, Bone Douluo had long noticed something was wrong.

"Everyone has their own secrets, don't they?" Sword Douluo asked in return.

"Besides, Feng'er's strength can only prove one thing: his master taught him well." Sword Douluo smiled faintly as he spoke.

Bone Douluo had thought Sword Douluo was going to talk about some secret. He had not expected the old fellow to shamelessly praise himself in disguise.

"Uh... can you have some shame? So many people are watching." Bone Douluo spoke helplessly, though he was extremely displeased inside.

"What, do they have a problem with me?" Sword Douluo saw that all the spectators were focused on the arena, with only himself and Bone Douluo talking.

"Not bad, Ye Xiaofeng. I didn't expect you to become stronger again. So this is the foundation of your arrogance." Xue Qinghe suddenly felt a little admiration for Ye Xiaofeng. If such a powerful man could pledge loyalty to her, why would she need to worry about accomplishing her grand ambitions?