Six Meridian Divine Sword

Because he was joining a group, Su Chen did not linger long by the stone tablet.

The registration process was simple. After paying, he only needed to fill in some basic information.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins."

The staff did not ask additional questions because of Su Chen's age. Their principle was to do more and speak less.

"Here."

As the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Su Chen was not short on money.

He took ten Gold Soul Coins from his pocket and handed them over, completing his registration.

"If you choose the solo match, just wait over there. The Soul Arena will match you with an opponent of similar strength."

Following the staff member's directions, Su Chen arrived at a Soul Arena designated for one-on-one battles.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, it was finally his turn.

A staff member dressed in splendid robes stepped into the center of the Soul Arena platform.

"Next, Ring Ten will host today's second one-on-one match."

The host cleared his throat and signaled for the contestants to take the stage.

"My name is Niu Jing, a level-twenty-six Soul Grandmaster."

His opponent was a two-meter-tall giant who looked extremely confident.

The moment he appeared, he raised one of his thick arms toward the sky.

A tyrannical surge of Soul Power erupted from Niu Jing's hand.

"On the red side is Niu Jing, a famous contestant from Tianshui Soul Arena! He has an impressive record of 67 wins in 104 battles and is a well-known figure in the solo division."

As the host introduced him, Niu Jing released his martial soul.

A massive bovine phantom appeared behind him, causing his body to swell even further.

A beast martial soul: Man Bull. It had mutated from an ordinary bull martial soul.

Compared with an ordinary bull martial soul, it possessed even greater strength.

It was a highly typical power-attack martial soul.

"On the other side is Su Chen from Skywater Academy. His martial soul is Netherworld Yellow Springs. He is a level-twenty-eight control-type Battle Soul Master. This is an ancient martial soul that has been lost for a long time. Let us look forward to contestant Su Chen's performance! He is—"

Wearing a mask, Su Chen slowly walked onto the platform and waved toward the stands.

Since many contestants needed to conceal their identities, the Soul Arena provided specialized masks.

"So young, yet already level twenty-eight. As expected of an outstanding student from a Soul Master Academy..."

These spectators who had come merely for excitement did not understand the concept of an ancient martial soul.

Instead, martial souls like Niu Jing's Man Bull—powerful martial souls whose strength was obvious at a glance—were more capable of drawing their interest.

"Judging by the kid's appearance, he can't be more than thirteen or fourteen. To have such cultivation at that age, his future is promising."

Due to his constant training and regular medicinal prescriptions, Su Chen was much taller and broader than others his age.

Thus, most of the audience mistook him for a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old Soul Master, and he did not cause much of a stir.

"Where did this little brat come from? You probably just got weaned."

Before the match even began, Niu Jing showed off his solid muscles.

He also provoked Su Chen.

In his eyes, although he was at a disadvantage in Soul Power,

he was an experienced fighter. How could he possibly lose to such an immature little kid?

"You're noisy."

Su Chen raised a hand, signaling for the host to begin the match.

"I thought Skywater Academy was full of pretty girls. Why hasn't this one even started developing at thirteen or fourteen?"

After hearing the host introduce Su Chen as being from Skywater Academy, people in the audience began whispering among themselves.

After all, Skywater Academy was famous for producing beauties.

But the person on the platform... having short hair like a man was one thing, but there was nothing feminine about him at all. Was he really from the Skywater Academy renowned for beautiful women?

"Who knows? Maybe this one just has that sort of style."

Many audience members in the Soul Arena were not Soul Masters. Most of the time, they spent money to watch pretty girls fight.

"Match begin!"

Seeing Su Chen raise his hand, the host immediately announced the start of the match.

"A brat still smelling of milk dares to act so arrogantly before me."

After hearing that his opponent was from Skywater Academy, Niu Jing habitually assumed Su Chen was a little girl.

This made him look down on the opponent before him even more.

"I'm a man."

Having unexpectedly been mistaken for a girl on the spot, Su Chen's face showed a hint of anger.

"The battle has already begun."

As he spoke, Su Chen raised his palm.

"What? A man? Isn't Skywater Academy all girls?"

"You've got to be kidding me. So he's a man after all?"

The moment those words were spoken, boos broke out throughout the stands.

"Get off the stage already! You deceived my feelings."

"Maybe he got in through connections and the back door. Disgusting."

Quite a few people even jeered openly, hoping Su Chen would be beaten badly.

"First Soul Skill, Brute Force."

The pale yellow soul ring lit up, and Niu Jing's body expanded once more.

It was clear that this soul ring had likely come from a soul beast that had only recently surpassed a hundred years.

He had now become a giant over two and a half meters tall, and his skin had turned a faint reddish color.

The veins on his arms stood out clearly, filled with explosive power.

"Kid, where's your martial soul?"

After he had summoned his martial soul and used a soul skill, Su Chen had merely raised his palm.

Niu Jing was extremely dissatisfied and shouted his question.

"With the level you've displayed so far, I shouldn't need to use a soul skill."

As he spoke, Su Chen slowly folded his fingers back one by one.

"Trying to act mysterious. Brat, pay the price for your arrogance!"

Kicking off the ground, Niu Jing charged forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Facing an opponent charging like a wild bull across the grasslands, Su Chen merely stood calmly where he was.

Fifty paces.

Forty paces.

Thirty paces.

When Niu Jing came within twenty paces of Su Chen, Su Chen, who had been preparing for a long time, finally made his move.

"Six Meridian Divine Sword—Shang Yang Sword."

A brief yet sharp sword aura shot from his index finger and struck Niu Jing squarely in the shoulder.

A finger-width hole instantly appeared in his shoulder, and blood began gushing out uncontrollably.

"Hmm, the power is acceptable. But with only one acupoint fully opened, the effective range for dealing damage is still too short."

Lowering his index finger, Su Chen was not particularly satisfied with Shang Yang Sword's first real combat performance.

After suddenly thinking of the Six Meridian Divine Sword from the Golden Book that day, Su Chen had indeed put it into practice.

However, for one thing, only a single acupoint along the entire meridian had been fully opened so far.

For another, the Six Meridian Divine Sword in the original work was actually a sword technique that transformed qi into swords.

He had never studied sword techniques at all. What he was using now was more like casually poking and drawing at random.

Therefore, rather than an unparalleled sword technique, its current combat effect was more like a unique finger technique.

"What an impressive technique. As expected of an outstanding student from Skywater Academy."