Crushing

"It's Huo Wushuang's fireball! A Soul Skill with tracking capabilities! How will contestant Su Chen respond?"

Soul Skills with tracking capabilities were extremely rare, and it was even rarer for one to appear on a power attack-type Soul Master.

Huo Wushuang's ability to swiftly defeat his opponents in the previous ten matches owed much to this move.

"Shang Yang Sword Qi."

Facing Huo Wushuang's menacing fireball, Su Chen remained unhurried.

He knew that Huo Wushuang's Soul Skill did not actually track its target.

Huo Wushuang was merely able to maintain highly precise control over the fireball after releasing the Soul Skill.

"As long as I stop you from controlling the fireball with Soul Power, that so-called tracking will cease to exist."

His index finger flicked repeatedly as Su Chen launched his attack.

"Damn it, was I seen through right from the start?"

Huo Wushuang had never expected the Soul Skill he had disguised for so long to be exposed in an instant.

For the moment, he could only dodge Su Chen's attacks in a sorry state.

But the Shang Yang Sword Technique was nimble and swift. How could it be so easily evaded?

In less than a minute, several wounds had been cut across Huo Wushuang's body.

"Brother, are you okay?!"

In the audience, a girl around Su Chen's age cried out anxiously.

It was her first time seeing someone force her brother into such a miserable state in the Soul Arena.

"You really are strong. My trip to Skywater Academy's territory wasn't in vain."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Huo Wushuang rose to his feet again.

With the powerful physique granted by his beast martial soul, those superficial wounds were not enough to bring him down.

"Show me what you're really capable of. I'm going all out from here on!"

With an angry roar, the flaming phantom behind Huo Wushuang blazed fiercely once more.

"Then I'll grant your wish."

Seeing Huo Wushuang's fighting spirit surge, Su Chen could only respond in kind.

"Little Black, Little White. Time to get to work."

Waking Little Black and Little White after they had eaten and drunk their fill, Su Chen released a large amount of chilling Soul Power.

"What is this?"

As a blazing fire-attribute Soul Master, Huo Wushuang was especially sensitive to this cold, sinister Soul Power.

"Fireball!"

No matter what, opening with a Soul Skill could not go wrong.

That had always been the fighting style Huo Wushuang believed in.

"Devour it."

With a thought from Su Chen, Little Black and Little White pounced forward.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The fireball that had been charging forward at full speed inexplicably came to a halt in midair.

No matter how much Soul Power Huo Wushuang poured into it, it was useless.

"W-What is this?!"

As he continued pouring out more and more Soul Power, Huo Wushuang began to panic.

Little Black and Little White were greedily devouring all the Soul Power within the fireball.

No matter how much Soul Power Huo Wushuang injected, he could no longer sense the fireball at all.

It was like throwing a lump of mud into water—it vanished without a trace in an instant.

"No, this can't continue."

Huo Wushuang understood that if this went on, he would be doomed.

"Second Soul Skill: Smoke Spray!"

His Second Soul Ring flashed as Huo Wushuang stopped supplying the fireball with Soul Power.

He instead used another Soul Skill, attempting to interrupt Su Chen.

This was a large-scale AOE Soul Skill. No matter how agile Su Chen was, he could not possibly evade it.

"First Soul Skill."

The calm voice rang out again, and a white Soul Ring appeared above Su Chen's head.

By changing the way he injected Soul Power, Su Chen could make the white portion fill the entire Soul Ring.

Though it had no effect on the Soul Skill itself, it made the ring look like a ten-year Soul Ring.

"A ten-year Soul Ring?"

At this sight, not only did Huo Wushuang's expression darken, but Shui Qingxuan's did as well.

She knew just how strong Su Chen was.

In all the sparring matches arranged within the academy, he had always won without ever using a Soul Ring.

Thus, even Shui Qingxuan did not know Su Chen's Soul Ring configuration.

As Soul Rings were attached, a martial soul would gradually undergo subtle changes.

And a ten-year Soul Ring would greatly diminish a martial soul's potential.

"A mere ten-year Soul Ring..."

Huo Wushuang's face turned extremely ugly. He could not accept being forced into such a predicament by someone with a ten-year Soul Ring.

"Take a good look! I'm going all out!"

Every bit of Soul Power remaining in his body surged frantically into his Second Soul Ring as if his life depended on it.

Huo Wushuang unleashed the strongest attack of his life.

"Such violent Soul Power is bad for your body. You should calm down."

Because his own Soul Power was extraordinarily condensed, Su Chen's actual reserves of Soul Power far surpassed those of an ordinary Soul Elder.

The gap in Soul Power between him and Huo Wushuang was definitely more than the mere two ranks it appeared to be.

"Soul-Reaping Ghoul."

Su Chen calmly looked up at the Unicorn Fire Tyrant Dragon phantom behind Huo Wushuang.

"What?!"

The white sphere of Soul Power instantly dispersed, and Huo Wushuang's body froze in place.

Huo Wushuang's Soul Skill seemed not to exist at all, utterly unable to obstruct Little White's attack.

No matter how he struggled, he could only remain suspended in midair.

It felt just like what had happened to Yan that day.

"You may surrender now. Life-Claiming Impermanence is no joke."

Su Chen spoke slowly as he watched Huo Wushuang struggle endlessly in midair.

"You bastard, don't get too pleased with yourself."

Huo Wushuang possessed exceptional fighting spirit. Even in such a desperate situation, he still refused to give up.

"Life-Claiming Impermanence."

Seeing Huo Wushuang's attitude, Su Chen could only make him suffer a little first.

"What kind of Soul Skill is this?!"

Huo Wushuang was utterly bewildered. That was only a ten-year Soul Ring.

Why did a ten-year Soul Ring possess two separate skills?

And how could a difference of just two ranks leave him completely unable to move?!

What kind of monster's Soul Ring was this? What Soul Beast had bestowed it?!

Before Huo Wushuang could think any further, Life-Claiming Impermanence activated.

His Soul Power began to continuously seep away bit by bit, yet there was nothing he could do about it.

"Enough! We surrender!"

The headmaster of Chihuo Academy, who had been disguised among the audience, could no longer sit still.

As a Soul Douluo himself, he could see the hidden danger of this Soul Skill.

If he did not stop it now, Huo Wushuang might very well suffer permanent damage.

"Contestant Huo Wushuang has forfeited the match. The winner is contestant Su Chen!"

Afraid that something might happen to Huo Wushuang, the host hurriedly announced the result.

"Father! Why did you surrender?! I can still..."

Huo Wushuang shouted unwillingly.

But when Su Chen released his Soul Skill, the already exhausted Huo Wushuang fell to the ground with a thud.

After half a year of training, Su Chen could now control this Soul Skill freely.

Whenever necessary, he could end Soul-Reaping Ghoul or Life-Claiming Impermanence at any time.