The Speed-Type Powerhouse

Before Bai Chenxiang's eyes, the man's figure suddenly became illusory and distorted.

Like a cloud of smoke scattered by the wind.

"W-Where did he go?"

Bai Chenxiang froze, then hurriedly looked around.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she spotted Vague Man standing with his hands behind his back atop a massive boulder on the cliff to her left.

But the moment she turned her head, the figure vanished again.

Then she caught sight of him on the treetop to her right as well!

Then to the right, above her head, behind her!

It was as if his shadows were everywhere, yet as if he was nowhere at all!

"This..."

Bai Chenxiang was completely dumbfounded. Her little head buzzed as she could not tell which was real and which was fake.

Just as she stood there in a daze.

"Smack."

Suddenly, a hand lightly patted her left shoulder.

"Ah?!"

Bai Chenxiang shuddered from head to toe and whipped around, only to find nothing behind her—not even a ghostly shadow.

Tap.

Her right shoulder was patted again.

"Ah!"

Bai Chenxiang spun around in an instant. Still no one!

Though she knew who was doing it and knew he would not hurt her.

That feeling of being unable to see or touch him, yet constantly being under his control, filled her with an inexplicable fear.

He was too fast! So fast she could not even see an afterimage!

She hurriedly summoned her Sharp-tailed Swallow Martial Soul. With a beat of her wings, she flew into the sky.

"You can't catch me up here now, can you?!"

Yet the instant she took flight.

"Smack."

That hand once more landed lightly on her shoulder.

"Ah—!!"

Bai Chenxiang screamed and flailed wildly in midair. She knew it was him, but this unknown was far too frightening!

She hurriedly landed, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest, and cried out, "No more, no more!"

"Come out already!"

As soon as her words fell.

That sensation of being locked onto from every direction instantly vanished.

A warm, large hand rested on her head and gently rubbed it.

When she turned around, she saw Vague Man standing behind her, smiling at her without so much as a hint of breathlessness or a flush on his face.

"Whew..."

Bai Chenxiang let out a long breath. Her legs were a little weak as she raised her little pink fists and lightly punched his chest a few times, letting out a coquettish huff.

"You... you scared me to death!"

Vague Man burst into laughter and let her hit him. "See that? This is what makes speed-type Soul Masters so formidable!"

"Among all techniques under heaven, only speed is undefeated!"

"When your speed reaches the extreme, your opponent may not even have time to see who you are before they have already fallen!"

"As long as you are fast enough, no one in this world can harm you in the slightest!"

At that moment.

Bai Chenxiang stared blankly up at the tall man.

The lingering rays of the setting sun fell over him, outlining him in gold.

Though the audience could not see his face, they could clearly see Bai Chenxiang's expression.

Her clear eyes sparkled with admiration.

In that young girl's heart, he was probably incredibly handsome at that moment!

Her face red, she tightly clutched his sleeves with both little hands, her voice soft and sticky.

"Can... can you teach me that move from earlier?"

If she learned it, she could run circles around her enemies in the future too!

But the next second.

Vague Man answered with utter decisiveness.

"No."

Bai Chenxiang froze and instinctively widened her eyes.

Wasn't that refusal a little too quick?!

"Why?"

Vague Man tilted his head, deliberately turned sideways, and leaned his ear closer as he pretended to dig at it.

"Oh dear, why does it seem like I can't hear someone's affectionate call?"

"Could it be that I ran too fast just now and my ears are ringing?"

Bai Chenxiang's little face instantly turned red, like a ripe red apple.

How could she not understand that he was teasing her on purpose?!

Biting her lip, with a young girl's unique shyness and coquettishness, she called out softly.

"Brother..."

Vague Man shook his head. "Too quiet. I can't hear you!"

"No, no!"

Bai Chenxiang immediately grew so anxious that she stomped her feet. Both hands grabbed his lapels as she pressed herself against him and swayed back and forth.

"Brother! Dear Brother! Please teach me!"

"I'm begging you~"

Within the scene, beneath the setting sun.

One made a fuss, while the other laughed.

Outside the scene.

Soul Masters across the entire continent were dumbfounded.

What they had just witnessed had shocked them beyond measure!

"Did I see that right? That Vague Man just now... didn't summon his Martial Soul?"

"Gasp... He created afterimages without summoning a Martial Soul or relying on Soul Skills? Could it have been a Spirit Bone?"

"No wonder he was everywhere! He's a speed-type powerhouse!"

"I want to learn that too! If I learned it, traveling in the future would be so much more convenient!"

Quite a few agility-type Soul Masters even had feverish looks in their eyes, wishing they could kneel at the entrance of the Duel Arena and beg to become his disciples immediately.

Spirit Hall, Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong stared at the Heavenly Curtain, her brows tightly furrowed and her beautiful face filled with gravity.

Even for her, without using Soul Skills and relying purely on physical speed, it would be difficult to produce afterimages and concealment of that degree.

"How did he do that?"

"Some special self-created combat technique? Or a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone skill?"

Something so contrary to common sense stirred a powerful unease in her heart.

Beside her, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan held up an orchid finger and pondered for a moment.

"Your Excellency the Pope, could it be that Bai Chenxiang's level was too low back then, and her eyesight could not keep up, so he toyed with her so easily?"

"In this subordinate's view, this should be some kind of Spirit Bone skill similar to a clone technique."

"The effect it displayed is similar to Ghostly."

A glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

"No matter what it is, the Arena Master of this Dark Night Arena has too many secrets."

"Let us wait quietly for Ghostly to send back word."

Within Crown Prince Hall, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Qing Luan Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed tightly on the replay playing across the Heavenly Curtain.

In the scene, Vague Man's speed was absurdly fast, so fast that even his afterimages were difficult to catch.

"His control over the wind has already reached the level of returning to simplicity."

Qing Luan Douluo narrowed his eyes, his voice grave.

"Even if I personally made a move, I fear I would gain no advantage over him in terms of speed."

"Though Old Six and Old Seven are formidable when they join forces, if they encountered someone this slippery, they likely would not be able to catch him anytime soon."

Pufferfish and Snake Lance, the two Titled Douluo beside him, exchanged glances, inwardly alarmed.

For the Third Venerable to give such a high evaluation, just who was that Arena Master?

They could not help turning their eyes toward Qian Renxue, who stood nearby with tightly furrowed brows.

The Young Master had infiltrated Heaven Dou City for so many years and even had some connections there. Why had she never mentioned the existence of such a powerful figure?

At this moment, Qian Renxue only felt as though her head was splitting apart.

She clutched tightly at the secret letter that had just been sent back from the Duel Arena.

Grandpa Qian Jun and Grandpa Jiang Mo had already been turned into ice sculptures by Xue Linglong!

Before she could figure out how to go to Qin Chen and demand their release while avoiding hostility between Spirit Hall and him.

Another of Xue Ye's guards arrived outside to report.

"Your Highness! Prince Xue Xing was beaten severely outside the Duel Arena and is now wailing in the Imperial Medical Office!"

"His Majesty is furious and has already ordered Marshal Gelong to mobilize the Royal Soul Master Corps and surround the Duel Arena!"