Three Rings Stun the Entire Arena, Jian Xuan Exposed

Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

"Jian Xuan!"

"Jian Xuan!"

"Jian Xuan!"

Cheers erupted from the spectators' stands overlooking the Death Zone.

With his formidable strength and air of mystery, Ji Xuan had long become the most eye-catching figure in this Fighting Arena.

Inside a VIP box with an excellent view.

"Uncle Jian, do you think Ji Xuan will use his martial soul today?"

Ning Fengzhi sat upright on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the white-clad figure on the Fighting Stage.

"Hard to say. His opponent today is, after all, a level fifty-five Soul King."

Chen Xin stood behind Ning Fengzhi and shook his head slightly.

"A Soul Elder daring to challenge a Soul King..." Ning Fengzhi murmured softly. "I wonder which faction he truly comes from."

Ever since the name Jian Xuan had risen to fame in the Fighting Arena, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network had begun investigating him in secret.

Yet Jian Xuan's movements were elusive. Every time he left the Fighting Arena, he vanished without a trace.

Even now... Ning Fengzhi had yet to learn Jian Xuan's identity.

Now that Bone Douluo's injuries had mostly healed, Ning Fengzhi had brought Sword Douluo here personally to watch the match.

On No. 1 Fighting Stage.

A new round of matches was about to begin.

Ji Xuan wore flowing white robes, his black hair simply tied behind his head.

A mask concealed his face, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.

Merely standing there, he naturally exuded an otherworldly aura.

His opponent was a burly middle-aged man, his muscles knotted and his presence imposing.

The man's martial soul was the Raging Giant Bear, a high-level martial soul combining offense and defense.

"Both sides, prepare."

The host's voice spread throughout the arena through a Soul Tool amplifier.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

With a fierce shout, the Soul King's body abruptly swelled. Five Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple—circled beneath his feet.

"Kid, I heard you never use your martial soul?" the man sneered. "Today, I'll let you know the price of overconfidence!"

Ji Xuan ignored him and merely raised a hand in a loose grasp.

In an instant, golden lightning surged around him, crackling sharply.

A longsword condensed from pure lightning slowly took shape in his hand.

Electric arcs coursed along the blade, while golden light blazed brilliantly.

Facing a level fifty-five Soul King, Ji Xuan did not dare be too careless.

A sword condensed from the Lightning Element possessed far greater destructive power than the Wind Sword.

The people on stage immediately began discussing among themselves.

"He can actually command both wind and lightning elements at once?"

"His opponent is a Soul King. Is he still not planning to use his martial soul?"

Inside the box.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. "Uncle Jian, can you tell how he does it?"

"I don't know..."

Chen Xin's gaze locked onto the sword in Ji Xuan's hand. He slowly shook his head, disbelief coloring his voice.

"This sword is condensed as though it were tangible, yet it is not formed from Soul Power."

"It seems to be... control over the power of heaven and earth."

He had watched the entire process just now, yet had not sensed the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power.

"The power of heaven and earth..."

Ning Fengzhi murmured softly. He said nothing more and turned his gaze back to the battlefield below.

"Match begin!"

The instant the host's voice fell, the Soul King immediately unleashed his Second Soul Skill.

"Second Soul Skill, Mad Bear Armor."

Dark yellow energy armor instantly covered his entire body, greatly increasing his defense.

He knew Ji Xuan's movement technique was strange, so he had used a defensive Soul Skill right from the start.

"First Soul Skill, Giant Bear Strength."

Immediately afterward, his First Soul Ring lit up. His muscles swelled as he kicked off the ground and charged fiercely toward Ji Xuan.

Wind element swirled around Ji Xuan, causing his white robes to flutter lightly. His speed abruptly surged.

As the Soul King's attack neared, Ji Xuan flicked his wrist. The Thunder Sword tore through the air, meeting it head-on with golden lightning.

Clang! Crackle—

The blade collided with the energy armor, scattering sparks everywhere, but it left only a charred sword mark on the Soul King's arm.

"Heh heh, kid, do you think I'm as weak as them?"

The Soul King sneered as his Third Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

"Third Soul Skill, Earth-Splitting Bear Claw."

The Soul King's hands transformed into sharp claws, and he slammed one down at Ji Xuan.

Clang!

Ji Xuan raised his sword to block. A tremendous force surged through him, making the Thunder Sword shake violently. His palm immediately went numb, and the sword nearly flew from his hand.

He retreated with the force, dispersing part of the impact.

Without relying on his martial soul, fighting a high-level Soul King was still far too taxing.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Rage of the Berserker!"

The Soul King erupted in fury as his Fourth Soul Ring lit up.

Blood energy churned around him, his muscles swelling once more as his speed and strength soared!

His eyes turned blood-red, and he had clearly lost his reason.

With a furious roar, the Soul King turned into an afterimage and lunged at Ji Xuan again.

Ji Xuan raised the Thunder Sword horizontally before him.

Boom—

This collision far surpassed the last. The savage force made Ji Xuan's entire arm go numb.

The longsword condensed from lightning shattered on impact, dissolving into scattered bolts of electricity.

Ji Xuan grunted, borrowing the force to retreat swiftly. He landed somewhat unsteadily ten meters away, his right hand trembling slightly.

Gasps immediately rang out across the arena.

The Thunder Sword had shattered!

Since Jian Xuan's debut, this was the first time his weapon had been destroyed in a direct clash!

The mindless Soul King lunged forward once again.

However, while his berserk state had increased his power, it had also left him full of openings.

Ji Xuan no longer held back. He raised his right hand in a loose grasp, and a Golden Long Sword condensed in his hand, faintly strange patterns flowing across its blade.

At the same time, three Soul Rings emerged beneath his feet.

Purple! Purple! Black!

This Soul Ring configuration, which defied all common sense, plunged the entire Great Soul Arena into dead silence.

"Third Soul Skill, Armor-Piercing Edge."

Ji Xuan's voice was icy as the Sword of Order stood before him.

"Wind-Thunder Sword Intent."

The power of wind and lightning surged forth once again, no longer as separate elements but perfectly fused together and condensed upon the blade.

The mindless Soul King noticed none of this and continued charging forward.

The next instant, Ji Xuan moved.

Everyone saw only a blur before their eyes.

Pfft—!

The Soul King's armor was pierced like thin paper.

His charging momentum abruptly froze, and his berserk aura came to a sudden halt.

He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the longsword piercing through his chest. The crimson in his eyes gradually faded, leaving behind only horror.

"Urgh..."

He crashed to the ground and made no further sound.

The entire exchange had lasted only a few breaths.

"The victor... the victor is Jian Xuan!"

Only after the Referee tremblingly announced the result did the audience snap out of it. Deafening uproar erupted throughout the arena.

"Did... did you see that?!"

"Those Soul Rings! Purple! Purple! Black! How is that possible?!"

"Who exactly is he?!"

Inside the VIP box, Ning Fengzhi abruptly rose to his feet.

For the first time, the refined gentleness on his face was replaced by extreme shock.

He stared fixedly at the Golden Long Sword and those astonishing Soul Rings.

A top-secret piece of intelligence sent by an informant within Spirit Hall instantly surfaced in his mind.

"It's him!"

"Ji Xuan of Spirit Hall!"

A sharp light burst from Chen Xin's eyes as well. He muttered in disbelief, "The peak of Sword Intent!"