Blue Silver Flying Snow

"Ten gold coins for the entry fee. Win one match, and the two of you will receive ten gold coins in total." The staff member collected the fee from Tang San and Lan Xue in a businesslike manner. Since they were already registered by rank, they only needed to present their Iron Soul Badges and did not need to fill out anything else.

"Please give your team a name."

Tang San and Lan Xue exchanged a glance. Only then did they learn that both two-on-two matches and Team Battles required teams to choose a name, making it easier for the Spirit Duel Arena host to introduce them.

Tang San thought for a moment. "Let's call it Blue Silver Flying Snow." He took part of his own spirit soul and Lan Xue's name. In any case, the meaning was not particularly important.

"Alright. Blue Silver Flying Snow has been registered."

Another line of four engraved words appeared on Tang San and Lan Xue's Iron Soul Badges: Blue Silver Flying Snow.

Dai Mubai's voice suddenly rang out. "Little Xue, your one-on-one spirit duel is about to begin. Get over here."

Lan Xue hurriedly ran toward the one-on-one spirit duel area.

The matchups in the one-on-one spirit duel area were decided by drawing lots. While other soul masters fought, those waiting could either watch or rest. Every section of the sub-Spirit Duel Arena had designated viewing areas for participating soul masters, located very close to the Spirit Duel Stage.

Lan Xue was the first of the five to take the stage, so Tang San and the others naturally chose to watch. Led by a staff member, they arrived at a designated area beneath the stands and beside the stage, where they could see the entire arena clearly.

Though it was only a sub-Spirit Duel Stage, it was still quite large, with a diameter of twenty meters and ample room for soul masters to display their abilities. Unfortunately, not many spectators sat beside the one-on-one Spirit Duel Stage in this fourteenth sub-Spirit Duel Arena. Only around one-fifth of the seats were occupied.

On the Spirit Duel Stage, a middle-aged man dressed in a tailcoat stood at the center. He cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Next is the first one-on-one spirit duel of our fourteenth Spirit Duel Arena. The competitors are two Soul Grand Masters: Battle Soul Master Xiao Wu, who possesses the Beast Spirit Soul Jade Rabbit, versus Battle Soul Master Qing Bao, who possesses the Beast Spirit Soul Iron Horned Bull and has already won two consecutive matches. Will Soul Grandmaster Qing Bao continue his glory and claim a third straight victory, or will the newcomer Battle Soul Master Xiao Wu emerge victorious? Let us wait and see. Now, please welcome the two Soul Grand Masters to the stage."

The cheers from the stands were sparse. From time to time, a few people called Qing Bao's name, but most seemed uninterested.

A tall, burly figure quickly stepped onto the Spirit Duel Stage. The man stood nearly two meters tall, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, his entire body covered in granite-like muscles. Beneath his dark skin, sinews knotted like little dark-green snakes across his bare upper body. A fierce glint flashed in his bell-sized eyes. As he took the stage, he threw back his head and let out a deafening roar, exuding a formidable aura.

There was no need to ask. He was a power-type Battle Soul Master, the same type as the Immovable King Zhao Wuji.

Ma Hongjun sat beside Tang San and said quietly, "That big guy looks pretty strong. Can your Lan Xue handle him?"

Tang San smiled calmly. "Just wait and see. Lan Xue's soul skill is practically unbeatable. Against someone of the same rank, there's only one outcom—"

Before he could finish, Lan Xue, her face full of youthful excitement, had already leaped onto the stage. Her purple top and white shorts revealed her fully developed figure—tight thighs, a slender waist, and a beautiful little face brimming with innocence. She instantly drew the attention of many spectators. In that moment, every man in the entire Spirit Duel Arena with a low resistance to beautiful women, from sixty-year-olds down to twelve-year-olds, sprayed so much blood from their noses that a rain of blood fell beneath the arena.

"How old is that little girl? What did the host just say? He said she's a Soul Grandmaster? That can't be possible, right?"

"She's so beautiful! Aaaah! I love you!"

Similar cries continuously rang out from the stands. Spectators had always sympathized with the weak, and Lan Xue's heaven-defying beauty immediately won the support of most male spectators, turning her into the object of countless infatuated admirers. There were more male soul masters than female ones, and they all wanted to find a relatively strong female soul master. Now that a beautiful Soul Grandmaster had appeared, how could they not be moved?

At that moment, Dai Mubai and the others stared blankly at the rain of blood. "Damn, that's awesome." That was everyone's inner thought.

Qing Bao was also stunned when he saw Lan Xue. In a deep, booming voice, he said, "Little girl, did you come to the wrong place? This isn't where you should be. Hurry home."

Lan Xue smiled. Although she was only twelve years old, the harmless smile on her little face still had tremendous destructive power, especially against a simple-minded power-type fellow like Qing Bao. It made his urge to protect her even stronger.

"Little sister, get down. It wouldn't be good if you got hurt. Look how delicate you are." Qing Bao was in a difficult position. He honestly urged Lan Xue to admit defeat.

Lan Xue's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her slender waist swayed. "Why do you have so much nonsense to say? Hurry up and use your spirit soul. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Seeing Qing Bao about to say something else, Lan Xue, who had never been particularly gentle-tempered, could no longer endure it. With a sudden burst of speed, she shot toward Qing Bao.

Lan Xue was extremely fast. The distance of over ten meters vanished in an instant. Her long legs sprang lightly, launching her body into the air as she kicked at Qing Bao's stomach.

Defense was one of a power-type soul master's strongest abilities. Seeing Lan Xue's seemingly light kick coming toward him, the honest Qing Bao did not dodge. His speed would not have allowed him to evade it anyway. He thought that this little girl did not know better, coming to participate in a spirit duel at such a young age. He would let her hit him a few times, and once she got tired, she would naturally leave the stage.