Soul Fight Begins, Martial Soul and Soul Rings Shock the Crowd

"However, sigh..."

Cai Meier could not help but let out a sigh.

Although she and Yan Shaozhe were husband and wife, after all these years, they had only the title. Even their intimate interactions had remained at the stage of holding hands when they were young.

Because there had always been someone else in his heart, and that person was not far away.

At that thought, Cai Meier could not help looking toward the valiant woman in the distance. Judging by her temperament, it was not hard to tell that she was a fiery-tempered woman.

She was the dean of the Soul Tool Department, Xian Lin'er, a Level 94 Power Attack System Titled Douluo.

Xian Lin'er was the woman Yan Shaozhe could never forget.

Beside Xian Lin'er stood a burly man around fifty years old. He was tall and broad, with a full head of white hair, and looked somewhat weathered.

He was Xian Lin'er's husband, the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department, Qian Duoduo, also a Level 94 Titled Douluo.

When they were young, Xian Lin'er had angrily married Qian Duoduo after Yan Shaozhe's flirtations failed.

In the end, it had created an awkward relationship between the four of them.

"So this is Xue Nianbing? Handsome, extraordinary in bearing, and already Level 40 at such a young age. He truly is a monster," Xian Lin'er murmured.

Xue Nianbing's Soul Power Level was no secret to her.

She could see through it at a glance.

Hearing Xian Lin'er's voice, Yan Shaozhe immediately stepped forward and said with a cheerful smile, "Lin'er, just as you said, Xue Nianbing really is exceptional. He..."

Yan Shaozhe spoke animatedly, completely failing to notice Cai Meier's unnatural expression behind him.

No matter what, she was his wife in name. What Yan Shaozhe was doing was truly inappropriate.

Yet she liked Yan Shaozhe too, so she could only endure it.

She was not the only one feeling helpless. So was Qian Duoduo, Xian Lin'er's husband in name.

Seeing Yan Shaozhe take the initiative to chat one-sidedly with Xian Lin'er, he too felt anger rise within him, his dead-fish eyes fixed on the other man.

However, Yan Shaozhe ignored him completely and continued, "Lin'er, you have no idea..."

The more he spoke, the more worked up he became.

"Enough. I can see for myself!" Xian Lin'er snapped coldly, giving him no face at all.

Yan Shaozhe immediately felt awkward, but he said nothing more. Instead, he returned to Cai Meier's side and continued watching Xue Nianbing below.

"Meier, what do you think of Xue Nianbing's talent?" Yan Shaozhe asked.

His voice was fairly calm, lacking the enthusiasm he had shown while speaking with Xian Lin'er.

Hearing this, Cai Meier sighed endlessly in her heart, but still replied, "Very impressive. He deserves the title of a monster from our academy."

"Mm. I'm usually tied up with official duties and can't get away. Keep a closer eye on him for me."

Yan Shaozhe said.

"...Mm."

Cai Meier answered softly.

Their exchange was brief. Though they were husband and wife, they were more like superior and subordinate.

Watching the awkward relationship between her teacher and the other three, Ma Xiaotao's gaze drifted around as she chose to become temporarily blind and deaf.

Extreme Ice... I wonder how strong you are. If you're too weak, I won't have you.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Xue Nianbing below and thought to herself.

Her pride was just like her Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul.

If her other half could not be stronger than her, what right would he have to conquer her?

At the center of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Beibei and Xu Sanshi stood together, their eyes fixed gravely on Xue Nianbing.

Xue Nianbing had one hand in his pocket while the other hung naturally at his side, his entire bearing carrying an indescribable casualness.

Though the fight had yet to begin, the two sides' auras had already faintly collided.

At that moment, Referee Lao Si walked between them and announced loudly, "First-Year Freshman Xue Nianbing challenges fourth-year Beibei and fifth-year Xu Sanshi. The losing side must additionally pay ten Gold Soul Coins."

"Furthermore, Xue Nianbing and Xu Sanshi will wager their respective Storage Rings. Everyone present is a witness!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

They were actually wagering their own Storage Rings. Without a doubt, this was a Soul Fight where they were betting their assets.

Interesting. This was truly too interesting.

They were not afraid of excitement; they were only afraid it would not be exciting enough.

"The match begins!"

After making the announcement, the referee immediately retreated from the Soul Fighting Arena.

The previously noisy arena fell silent in an instant.

Everyone stared intently at the three people in the arena.

As the three most prominent figures in the Outer Court, they naturally drew immense attention. Many students had even secretly placed bets in private.

Under everyone's gaze, Beibei and Xu Sanshi released their Martial Souls.

Beibei's right arm rapidly expanded, blue lightning winding around it like small snakes as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was unleashed.

Xu Sanshi's body also rapidly swelled, stretching his academy uniform taut. A massive tortoise-shell shield appeared in his right hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Their Soul Ring age limits were the same, and their Soul Power Levels were not far apart either.

Beibei was a Level 37 Assault System Battle Soul Master, while Xu Sanshi was a Level 36 Defense System Battle Soul Master.

The two moved one in front of the other, cautiously advancing toward Xue Nianbing.

"So cautious?"

Xue Nianbing smiled, then activated his Soul Power and released his Martial Soul.

The next moment, beneath everyone's watchful eyes.

An Ice Blue Spear nearly ten feet long and as thick as the bottom of a bowl appeared in his hand, releasing a terrifyingly frigid aura.

"Crack, crack..."

Even the ground beneath Xue Nianbing's feet began to frost over.

"So it really is Extreme Ice!" Yan Shaozhe's expression changed in shock atop the platform, before he immediately revealed an ecstatic look.

The others also stared at Xue Nianbing in astonishment.

Extreme Ice. It was actually Extreme Ice!

"This icy power is actually several times more terrifying than Ling Luochen's." Ma Xiaotao sensed the chill with her Soul Power, her heart shaking.

"Whoa!"

At that moment, the entire Soul Fighting Arena burst into an uproar.

Even Cai Meier, Xian Lin'er, and Qian Duoduo wore stunned expressions as they stared incredulously at the purple Soul Rings on Xue Nianbing's body.

Purple, purple, purple!

A Third Ring Soul Elder with three Thousand Year Soul Rings!

Moreover, every one of those Thousand Year Soul Rings was extremely close to the Ten Thousand Year Threshold.

A Soul Elder possessing three Thousand Year Soul Rings close to the Ten Thousand Year Threshold—was that even right?

They were shocked, but Xu Sanshi in the arena was even more shocked.

Although Xu Sanshi had already learned of Xue Nianbing's circumstances from Beibei, seeing this scene with his own eyes still made his heart tremble.

He suddenly felt fortunate that he was joining forces with Beibei. Otherwise, his chances of winning would have been slim.

If he wanted to face Xue Nianbing alone, he would definitely need to draw upon the power of his Black Tortoise Bloodline, but the price of doing so would be enormous.

"Beibei, wasn't he a Level 36 Soul Elder? Why can't I see through his Soul Power Level?" Xu Sanshi could not help asking.

Beibei shook his head. "Level 36 is very likely just a cover. His Soul Power Level is definitely higher than ours."

"Hiss!"

Xu Sanshi sucked in a breath. After his shock, a deep gloom settled over his face.

A freshman already had such cultivation. If Xue Nianbing were given a few more years, who knew how terrifying he would become.

No, he had to seize this chance to defeat Xue Nianbing viciously, leave a shadow in his heart, and hinder his future cultivation.