Spirit-Human Fusion!

The one-on-one Soul Fighting Arena, spectator stands.

Lin Ziyi and Babitt sat side-by-side in the junior VIP seats, looking down at the circular, coliseum-like arena below.

Two Soul Masters of similar strength were battling it out, and whenever a Soul Skill hit its opponent, blood would splatter!

The scent of blood filling the air, combined with the excited shouts from the audience, made Lin Ziyi's blood boil involuntarily!

It was just like when he went to internet cafes with his good buddies in his past life.

Everyone had a computer at home, but the intense atmosphere of an internet cafe could make them play games with more gusto!

The Soul Fighting before him was the same principle.

With the added element of gambling and the thrill of money, this atmosphere was a thousand times more intense than playing games with friends online!

Before long, one of the Soul Masters on the stage knocked the other unconscious!

The spectator stands immediately erupted in a cacophony of curses, while a small portion of the crowd cheered excitedly.

Clearly, this Soul Fight was a rare upset where the weaker party defeated the stronger one! Most of the gamblers had lost badly in this match.

But Lin Ziyi could tell that the strength gap between the two Soul Masters wasn't that large, so such an upset was within reason.

"Next Soul Fight, featuring the level sixty-nine Soul Emperor beauty, Tushan Lingling!"

"Against the Soul Emperor king, Ye Zhiyuan, who has maintained a record of 108 wins and zero losses in one-on-one Soul Fighting!!"

"Please welcome the two Soul Emperors to the stage!"

Amidst the excited shouts of the audience, two figures emerged from the entrances on opposite sides of the arena.

Upon seeing Tushan Lingling's stunning beauty, the spectator stands immediately erupted in wolf-like howls!

There were even many lesbian fans among them!

"Holy crap!! What a beautiful and alluring young lady!"

"I thought another idiot was coming to challenge Ye Zhiyuan. I admit I spoke a bit too loudly just now!"

"This beauty has such a great figure~ If I had a body like this, my husband would definitely be too reluctant to get out of bed every morning!"

"She's pretty, alright, but I wonder if she's just a showy vase!"

"Exactly! She's good-looking, why doesn't she just find a man to support her and live comfortably? Coming to the Soul Fighting Arena to get beaten up is just seeking attention!"

"Sigh, I wonder if Ye Zhiyuan will go easy on her when he sees such a beautiful woman..."

"Don't worry! Ye Zhiyuan is the kind of man who has no women in his heart, so his blade is naturally divine.

"He'll just beat this slutty tramp until she's crawling on the floor!"

Listening to the indistinct discussions from the arena, Lin Ziyi couldn't help but flash a smile like a smirking dragon king.

Although many were amazed by Tushan Lingling's beauty, almost no one thought she could defeat Ye Zhiyuan!

After all, this woman had never participated in a Soul Fight at the Luofu Soul Fighting Arena before.

But Ye Zhiyuan's name was known throughout the entire Great Soul Arena!

Especially those who had witnessed his Soul Fights were all impressed by his formidable combat power and fierce fighting style!

Even though this beautiful woman was also level sixty-nine like Ye Zhiyuan, few believed she could defeat him.

On the Soul Fighting stage.

Ye Zhiyuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, wearing pink leather pants and a white top, with a slight surprise.

She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life!

However, even so, Ye Zhiyuan's heart remained as unshakable as a rock.

When fighting, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she was just a human sandbag to be beaten up in front of him!

Tushan Lingling was also sizing up the short-haired man in front of her and the black bandages in his hand.

Before meeting this person, she thought he was just a scumbag who deliberately stayed at level sixty-nine and used some underhanded tactics.

But after seeing him, Tushan Lingling's eyes held less contempt and more seriousness.

Because she felt a trace of powerful aura from this man.

Although this trace of power was not enough to threaten her, a Titled Douluo.

But if it were a battle between equals, even if she could defeat him, it wouldn't be easy at all!

With a command from the referee, who had a bird-like Martial Soul and was flying in the sky, the battle commenced!

Ye Zhiyuan didn't summon his Martial Soul immediately. Instead, he rapidly dived towards Tushan Lingling!

His slightly bent posture was like a ferocious leopard that had been coiling its strength!

In just two seconds, he reached the woman and threw a punch at her slender, fair neck with sonic speed!

A hit to the neck could easily cause immediate unconsciousness.

This was a common target for fighters!

However, facing such a fierce attack, Tushan Lingling calmly raised her left hand.

Her seemingly delicate palm, like a baseball glove, steadily caught Ye Zhiyuan's unadorned but powerful punch!

Gazing at the woman's face up close, Ye Zhiyuan saw a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Having fought many battles, he didn't doubt himself because of it.

He quickly withdrew his right hand and thrust his left knee towards the woman's abdomen.

A faint golden spiral of Soul Power appeared at the tip of his knee, coiling towards the woman's abdomen like a diamond drill!

Yet, Tushan Lingling, still moving with agility, pressed down with her right palm, blocking Ye Zhiyuan's knee strike as effortlessly as if she had an iron palm!

Even the tearing force of the metal-element Soul Power couldn't break her palm's skin!

This time, Ye Zhiyuan's heart finally stirred!

He quickly realized that this woman's physical strength seemed to surpass his own!

No wonder she dared to challenge him; she indeed had some skill!

But the probing was over!

Since he had determined that this woman wasn't just a pretty face, Ye Zhiyuan stopped holding back.

He immediately distanced himself from the woman and slammed his right fist, wrapped in black bandages, onto the ground!

Instantly, a surge of Soul Power spread outwards like golden sand!

At the same time, six Soul Rings – yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black – the optimal configuration, rapidly appeared around Ye Zhiyuan.

Tushan Lingling didn't see him summon his Martial Soul, a flicker of confusion appearing in her eyes.

But soon, her gaze fell on the black bandages on his hands, and she suddenly understood something!

Spirit-Human Fusion?!

His Martial Soul was actually the two boxing bandages wrapped around his fists!?

He had actually cultivated his Martial Soul to this extent... No wonder he dared to boast so arrogantly about being "invincible at the Soul Emperor level"!

To maintain his Martial Soul for a long time without consuming Soul Power, one could only achieve it by reaching the Spirit-Human Fusion realm!

Even Tushan Lingling hadn't achieved this state.

Not many people in this world could reach this point, as it required the perfect fusion of body and Martial Soul!

Without sufficient fortune and prolonged refinement, it was impossible to reach this stage!

Achieving this realm did indeed greatly enhance one's strength.

But for a Titled Douluo, who was three major ranks higher, it was still not enough!

Seeing that Tushan Lingling still hadn't released her Martial Soul under the pressure of the Soul Power from his Soul Rings, Ye Zhiyuan sneered:

"Putting on a show!"

As his words fell, he suddenly flung his right hand towards Tushan Lingling!

The black bandages on his right hand instantly extended infinitely, coiling around Tushan Lingling's delicate body like a dark python!

"First Spirit Ability—Bandage Pull!!"